Throughout the ages, women have been regarded as men’s vassals.*.*
Various shackles such as the Three Obediences and the Four Virtues, the Biographies of Women, etc. were put on the women, and they were completely locked up in the boudoir and attic.
Even if you just go out for a walk on the street, it will be regarded as a sign of publicity and etiquette.
Although, three hundred years ago, Emperor Shengwu ruled the world as a woman, he still could not reverse the customs and habits that had been passed down for thousands of years in this world.
Even a woman as strong as Ouyang Mochou, with a proud heart and extraordinary martial arts skills, still has to bow to the etiquette and customs that weigh on her head.
I remember that in order to escape from marriage, I ran from Jiangning to Shanxi and lived in seclusion in Mount Wutai.
Ten years have passed.
Now, faced with the choice of life path again, Ouyang Mochou was inevitably a little uneasy.
Is this a new life path?
Or is it a repeat of ten years ago?
Ouyang Mochou didn't know.
Looking up, the sunshine outside the pavilion is still beautiful.
However, Ouyang Mochou's eyes were a little confused.
Where the white clouds flutter, there is a blue sky. For her, is it an unknown future?
Seeing her aunt's confusion and anxiety, Ouyang Rushuang was deeply touched by her thoughts.
At the beginning, when I was only sixteen years old, I also looked forward to a bright future and hoped that the eternal legend of a talented man and a beautiful lady would be staged in me.
Every day, I embroider my purse and sing softly a ditty that makes people blush.
When you feel tired, stand up and look at the scenery outside the embroidery building.
Looking at the red clouds and green smoke and the bustling Jiangning City. And...
That handsome and suave talented scholar waving a folding fan.
Ouyang Mochou, who was sixteen years old, clutched the purse in his hand tightly, his eyes wandering.
Finally one day, a talented man in white shirt stopped as he walked through the attic. He raised his head and smiled at himself in the attic.
The sun just shined on his face. Ouyang Rushuang seemed to see the scholar's extremely quiet and pure smile.
At that moment, Ouyang Rushuang was heartbroken. He quickly closed the window and sat in the boudoir. His mood could not calm down for a long time.
Maybe, he will stay here tomorrow and smile to himself!
Ouyang Mochou clutched her purse and thought in her heart. A shy smile on her lips made the flowers blooming all over the room pale.
However, God's calculation is not as good as man's calculation.
No matter how good you think, it is just an unrealistic imagination.
The next day, his father told him with an embarrassed face that he would participate in the palace's female talent show.
The scholar who was looking forward to the sun board, Ouyang Rushuang, who was passing by downstairs, suddenly turned pale after hearing the news. His pure eyes lost their aura in an instant.
Sitting on the chair lifelessly, he suddenly lost his ability to think.
After listening to it in a daze, I returned to the boudoir in a daze.
It wasn't until the next day, when she got on the carriage and was about to set off, that Ouyang Rushuang finally couldn't suppress her unwillingness and raised the curtain of the carriage to look outside.
Fortunately, she saw the scholar who stayed yesterday.
However, unfortunately, that scholar turned out to be an official sent by the imperial court to draft women.
As for that clean white shirt, it's just a disguise!
Ouyang Rushuang's trembling heart suddenly broke into pieces.
Put down the curtain and sit in the dim carriage.
Listen to the ruts rolling over the stone road, making a creaking sound.
Ouyang Rushuang laughed to herself, held the purse in her hand, which she had been showing off for several months, and threw it out of the car.
Since that's the case.
That……
Accept your fate!
…
Now, I have lost the opportunity to choose. Moreover, this opportunity was ruined by myself.
No one in the world can accept her.
No one will accept a defiled woman.
Even though she was once noble.
Even if there are, but look at the eyes of those people.
Ouyang Rushuang, with a heart as strong as steel, sneered and moved his eyes away.
Their eyes were just the way they looked at the women in the brothel.
In their eyes, I am just a plaything!
With a slight sigh, Ouyang Rushuang took back her uncertain thoughts.
Looking at the uneasy, child-like aunt in front of me, I was happy for her, but I couldn't hide my envy.
She smiled, stretched out her hand to hold her aunt's hand, and said softly: "Aunt, please stop thinking nonsense. Shuang'er has heard of Lu Heng before. He doesn't seem to be such a shallow person! Moreover, Shuang'er has heard of it before.
…”
Ouyang Rushuang smiled, blinked, and after thinking for a moment, she stepped forward mysteriously and whispered something in her aunt's ear.
"What?" After hearing the news, Ouyang Mochou immediately became furious. After standing up, he cursed angrily: "This, this scoundrel. He didn't even let the grassland women go?"
Ouyang Rushuang scolded, pulled her aunt to sit down, and said with a smile: "What, aunt, you don't know something. Those two women are Tatars from the Tieda tribe, which is what we Han people call princesses! In addition,
The Tieda tribe has no children. In two years, the Tieda tribe will definitely fall into the hands of those two women. By then, your lover, my uncle, will be able to regain a kingdom with tens of thousands of people without even a single blow.
The steppe tribes of cavalry!”
"It's too late for most people to admire such methods. Auntie, why are you so reactive?" Ouyang Rushuang covered her mouth and snickered, her beautiful eyes rolled, she looked at her angry aunt and said with a smile.
Ouyang Mochou snorted and was pulled to sit down by her niece unwillingly.
"Huh, no matter how you say it, it's hard to conceal his philandering nature!" Ouyang Mochou said angrily.
Hearing this, Ouyang Rushuang smiled and came to Lu Heng's rescue: "If a man is carefree, he has the ability. Besides, compared to those dandies who tease women from good families on the street on weekdays, there are also those who miss Lu Heng every day.
My uncle, a man from a brothel, can be considered a saint!"
Ouyang Mochou snorted and said casually: "If he dares to go to a brothel, I will castrate him!"
As soon as he said the words, before his voice could finish, he heard a sudden thumping sound from the bamboo forest.
It sounded like a heavy object falling to the ground.
The two girls in the pavilion were shocked when they heard this sound.
Ouyang Rushuang, who was helpless, was so frightened that she hid behind her aunt. She timidly and pitifully grabbed her aunt's sleeve and refused to let go.
Ouyang Rushuang narrowed her eyes and snorted coldly: "Where did you come from, this little thief, who dared to eavesdrop on my aunt and nephew's conversation and is looking for death!"
He raised his hand and took down a bamboo leaf floating in the air. He shook it casually.
With a whooshing sound, the bamboo leaves came out of my hand.
The force that cuts through the air is like a bullet breaking through the air.
In the bamboo forest, there was the sound of panicked footsteps.
Then, a scream came from the depths of the bamboo forest.
After hearing the sound, the two looked at each other.
Ouyang Rushuang wondered: "Does this sound sound familiar?"
Ouyang Mochou was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly thought of something. Her pretty face suddenly turned a charming pink with embarrassment.
With a gentle tap of his feet, his body flashed quickly, and the entire slender figure shot out from the pavilion like an arrow and flew towards the bamboo forest.
When Ouyang Rushuang saw her aunt's anxious and shy look, she suddenly realized, slapped her forehead and said, "Ah, I remembered, he, he... haha!"
Halfway through, Ouyang Rushuang couldn't suppress the amusement in her heart, and burst out laughing without caring about her image.
Ouyang Mochou, who was flying in the air, was laughed at by his niece behind him, which made him unsteady, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.
Oops, what should I do? This is so embarrassing.
Just now, I was thinking about how to be gentle and how to seduce Lu Heng. In the blink of an eye, a flying leaf hurt her.
This this……
When I was thinking about this, my body moved swiftly and swiftly, passing through the forest. The person was already approaching.
When she saw Lu Heng, who was leaning against a tree, his face turned pale with fright and he didn't dare to move.
Ouyang Mochou was surprised for a moment, couldn't help but laugh out loud.
There was no other reason than that the piece of bamboo leaf he had just thrown carelessly passed between Lu Heng's legs and nailed Lu Heng's gown to the trunk of the tree.
And the place where the gown was torn was actually only the slightest difference from that place.
"You murdered your husband!" Lu Heng was extremely embarrassed, leaning on the tree trunk, his legs and feet were weak. When he saw Ouyang Mochou not only did not come up to help, he was still gloating about his misfortune. Lu Heng's face was dark, and he scolded angrily.
road.
Ouyang Mochou smiled even more happily after seeing Lu Heng looking so embarrassed.
"Why don't you come over and help?" Lu Heng looked down at the torn gown and felt a cool breeze blowing in without any hindrance. He felt extremely embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Ouyang Mochou bit her lip lightly, trying hard to stop laughing.
"Who asked you to eavesdrop!" Ouyang Mochou gave Lu Heng a tender look and walked over.
After taking a look at the position where the bamboo leaves were inserted, Ouyang Mochou's pretty face was slightly drunk. After a moment of hesitation, she reached out her hand and pulled out the gown that was stuck in the tree trunk.
Lu Heng turned his head, pulled the back of his gown over, and sighed helplessly when he saw the gown that had become a door curtain.
Ouyang Mochou deliberately glanced at the hole under Lu Heng's crotch, and laughed wildly again.
The silver bell-like laughter echoed in the bamboo forest and spread far away with the sound of wind.
And at the end of the bamboo forest.
After Ouyang Rushuang heard her aunt's happy laughter, a relaxed smile appeared on her pretty face.
"It seems that my aunt has found the love of her heart!"
…
The sound of bells echoed and the scent of sandalwood scented.
In the Mahavira Hall, Fa Hai, dressed in a worn-out cassock, stood in front of the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha and remained silent for a long time.
He looked at the aloft Lord Buddha with pious eyes, his expression neither sad nor happy.
Agui, who was extremely bored, sat on the threshold of the Main Hall, looking at the motionless monk Fahai who had been standing in front of the Buddha statue for an hour, and yawned sleepily.
"Fahai, if this continues, you will really become a Buddha!" Agui said with a smile, leaning on the threshold, closing his eyes, enjoying the afternoon sunshine...