Yang Xile slept soundly, but as long as Ouyang Shaoxuan wanted to pull his hand out, Yang Xile would snort twice and look like he was about to wake up.

There was no way, Ouyang Shaoxuan had to call to the door: "Someone! ”

The door was opened, and ink appeared in front of Ouyang Shaoxuan.

"Lord, what do you command?" Ink saluted respectfully, and did not dare to raise his head.

"Go and bring a chair, and besides, make me a pot of hot tea and bring a book."

I don't know when Yang Xile will wake up, of course he wants to make himself comfortable.

"Yes, Lord Wang!"

Shui Mo first carried a chair over, "Lord Wang, chair." ”

Ouyang Shaoxuan was originally sitting on the bed, but he felt that his body was twisted and uncomfortable.

Sitting in the chair, he felt a lot better.

Shui Mo took a book in the room, "Lord, there are only books in the princess's room, do you need to go to the study to get you a book?" ”

Ouyang Shaoxuan was very curious about what books Yang Xile usually reads, "No, you can go make tea." ”

Ink: "Yes, Lord Wang." ”

After the ink left, Ouyang Shaoxuan picked up the notebook that Yang Xile usually reads.

Looking at the title of the book, the corners of Ouyang Shaoxuan's mouth twitched.

The Widow's Tale

This, this, this......

Yang Xile usually reads these books?

In order to better understand Yang Xile's preferences, he still opened the book.

The more I watched it, the more I thought it was quite interesting.

After a cursory reading of more than a dozen pages, it talks about a woman who was arrested and sent to the battlefield after a year of marriage.

Unexpectedly, this woman had a big belly soon after her husband left, and the people in the village said that she had stolen people.

But the woman knew that the child had been conceived the night her husband left.

No one wanted to believe this poor woman, and the people in the village said that she was a slut who did not abide by women's morals.

What is even more tragic is that as soon as the child was born, news came that his husband had died in battle.

......

As soon as I saw this, Ink brought hot tea.

When the ink got closer, he found that Ouyang Shaoxuan's posture had not changed much, because Yang Xile was holding his hand at this time.

Shui Mo was very surprised in her heart, she didn't expect her master to have such a gentle and considerate side.

She first lightly put the hot tea on the table, and empathetically brought a small table, put it where Ouyang Shaoxuan could reach it, and then put the tea on the small table.

"Lord Wang, the hot tea has been prepared."

Ouyang Shaoxuan was fascinated, and did not say anything, but nodded.

Ink didn't get a response, and boldly glanced up at Ouyang Shaoxuan.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look almost scared the ink to death.

Ouyang Shaoxuan didn't say anything with "panda eyes", what was even more ridiculous was that his nose was red, and there were dried blood stains around him.

Although the blood stains are not very obvious, the ink is still found.

Shui Mo was surprised in his heart, thinking to himself who could make the master so embarrassed?

But she knew what to ask and what not to ask.

The prince's injury is obviously not something she should ask about.

"Ink is retired."

Ink quickly finished speaking and left.

Ouyang Shaoxuan continued to immerse himself in the script.

After the birth of the child, the widow's life became even more difficult.

The women of the village did not usually associate with her, saying that she was an unclean woman.

Men always eat her tofu from time to time, and even more, blatantly tease her.

The husband's family did not recognize the child as their family's bloodline, and the mother's family also disliked her for dragging down their reputation and broke off the relationship.

But the widow did not give up the child and raised it to the best of her ability.

However, tragedy still happened.

One day, a gambler in the village who did not do his job shamelessly gave the widow* to him.

This incident became the straw that broke the camel's back.

Although there have been messages and rumors before, the widow is clear.

But now, in the face of everyone's fingers, she also feels that all this is her fault.

She was so humiliated that she committed suicide by throwing herself into the river with her children.

After reading the script, Ouyang Shaoxuan's heart was very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, he felt an itch on the back of his hand, wet.

It turned out that Yang Xile took his hand and put it next to his face. And he felt itchy and wet, because Yang Xile was drooling at this time.

He really couldn't bear it anymore, so he pulled out his hand, took out his handkerchief, and wiped it vigorously.

Yang Xile also woke up with his movements.

"Ouyang Shaoxuan? Why are you in my room? ”

Yang Xile took the trouble to check his clothes and was relieved to find them intact.

Even if you want that, you have to be sober! You know that......

Ouyang Shaoxuan said unhappily: "Yang Xile, can you wipe your saliva first?" ”

"Huh?" Yang Xile touched the corner of his mouth with his hand, and it was really wet.

She wiped it off indiscriminately, then blushed and said, "Don't divert the topic, say, why are you in my room?" ”

Ouyang Shaoxuan smiled ambiguously, "Le'er, don't you remember?" ”

Yang Xile said suspiciously: "Should I remember anything?" ”

Ouyang Shaoxuan kindly reminded her, "Think about it again, what happened to us in the Great Prince's Mansion, and what happened later?" ”

Yang Xile closed his eyes and recalled carefully.

Suddenly, some scattered pictures appeared in my mind.

She hugged him and cried and fussed in front of him......

God, it's not as good as a fragment.

She opened her eyes weakly, "I'm so drunk that I don't remember it at all." ”

She also asked without three hundred taels of silver, "Hey, why does your nose look red, and there are blood stains around it?" ”

Ouyang Shaoxuan was stunned for a moment, and then wiped it vigorously with a handkerchief.

He has always paid attention to appearance, but he didn't expect that he didn't have time to wipe it clean when he took care of Yang Xile at that time.

"Come on, go get some hot water for this king."

An ink voice came from the door, "Yes, Lord Wang." ”

Ouyang Shaoxuan put the handkerchief in his hand on the side, stood up, and approached Yang Xile.

Yang Xile felt a lot of pressure.

"Yang Xile, how this king was injured, you know best!"

As he got closer and closer, Yang Xile was flustered and pushed him away.

Looking at her appearance, Ouyang Shaoxuan felt very interesting, and he smiled intriguingly.

Yang Xile looked at the books on the small table and decisively diverted the topic.

"Did you read my book?"

Ouyang Shaoxuan calmly sat back in his chair and answered her as if he was not asking.

"You have slept for three whole hours, and you have been holding the hand of this king, so this king naturally wants to find something to do and kill time."

Why did Yang Xile hear him complaining?

However, three hours is six hours.

Yang Xile looked at the sky, and sure enough, it was already dark.

This is really embarrassing for Ouyang Shaoxuan, who actually sat here for three hours.

"You've been sitting here with me for three hours?"

Ouyang Shaoxuan: "Well, by the way, I read this "The Legend of the Widow"

Yang Xile listened to Ouyang Shaoxuan's biography of the widow, and suddenly wondered what he thought.

She wondered if their three views matched.

"Then after you watched it, do you have any impressions?"

Ouyang Shaoxuan said simply: "It is not easy for women to live! ”

Yang Xile said with a little disappointment: "That's it." ”

Ouyang Shaoxuan smiled, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart, but he also wanted to know what Yang Xile thought.

"That's it, what about you, what do you think?"

Yang Xile thought to himself, he couldn't ask too much of Ouyang Shaoxuan, after all, he lived in such a bad environment and was in a high position.

It's good to be able to say what you just said.

Yang Xile said with a depluctive look: "First of all, the widow was not a widow at first, her husband was captured and became a widow after he died on the battlefield.

Do you think, if the era we live in is a peaceful era, and whether or not to become a soldier is decided by the common people, will such a thing still happen?

This reflects the problem of an era, the era in which we live, an era of war and chaos.

Secondly, many people are very intolerant of women, and they all use the greatest malice to slander women.

The saddest thing is that most of these people are women.

The most infuriating thing is the widow herself, who actually thinks she is guilty and commits suicide!

It's really infuriating, what's wrong with her? She's just a victim.

If you insist on saying that she is wrong, then she is wrong, obviously it is not her own fault, but she feels that she is wrong.

Anyway, after reading this book, I feel very sad, and I believe that such a thing must have happened.

I think that women in this era need to recognize their own positioning, need to be independent and self-reliant, and stop being an accessory to men. ”

Ouyang Shaoxuan didn't expect that it was just a seemingly boring and vulgar book, and Yang Xile actually had so many feelings.

Ouyang Shaoxuan suddenly felt that Yang Xile was a girl with a lot of ideas and depth.

Compared with those women who don't go out of the door and don't step out, they only know how to embroider at home, play the piano, and read women's rings at home.

Still, he told the truth: "Even if so, so what? You alone can't change anything! ”

Yang Xile shook his head, "Even if it's just me, I can do a lot of things." I have a big plan, I want to open a Joy Supermarket and run a school at the same time. Use the money I earn to give back to the people. Human life is too short, I don't want to live my life like this! ”

Ouyang Shaoxuan said curiously: "What are you going to do, have you thought about it?" ”

Yang Xile shook his head, "To be honest, this was just my sudden thought, and I haven't had time to think about it yet." However, the school I want to run is a school that can be attended by the poor, and a school that can be attended by girls. Maybe at first try to separate the men and women, and when they are mature, everyone will accept the fact that girls go to school, and then they will be co-ed. ”

Ouyang Shaoxuan said with a smile: "Do you want to bring the modern education you have lived in?" ”

Yang Xile nodded shyly, "Yes, anyway, you don't exist here with us, so I shouldn't be disrupting the course of history by doing this, right?" Moreover, my father is a university professor, and with him, I am more confident that I can run a good school. ”