[Pride and Prejudice] Liz's Little Vest

"It has become a universally acknowledged truth that every single man who has property must marry a wife." Mr. Bennet read the first sentence of "First Impressions", "It is very well written here. "

Elizabeth nodded and smiled.

All bachelors who have property must marry a wife. This is a truth universally recognized in previous lives.But now Elizabeth felt that instead of being that wife, it would be better to be that wealthy bachelor first.

From the first day she was reborn as a teenager, she thought about how to save the fate of her family.The elopement of Wickham and Lydia is obviously the fuse of the broken family; the Collins couple driving away Mrs. Bennet and their five daughters is the last straw that crushes the camel.

But, she says, the crux of the family tragedy lies in the family itself.The limited inheritance rights make the five daughters have no material security and the ability to be independent; the ignorant mother makes several younger daughters, especially Lydia, unable to form good values.

The reshaping of values ​​has to be subtly affected. As for independence, after a few days of thinking, Elizabeth felt that she could start from now.

Property, status, fame and wisdom are as important to women in their special family as they are to gentlemen.

But if the daughter of a gentleman's family goes to work, how can she be decent[2]?After thinking about it, she felt that writing was the only way in front of her.

She just did what she said, and spent a week using her own story in her previous life as the prototype to complete a short comedy "First Impression" [3] of about [-] words. After discussing with her father, she anonymously submitted it to "Ms. Magazine" ".

Unexpectedly, although it is a debut work, the response is not so good.The manuscript was approved once, and a remuneration of eight pounds was also received.

Editor Tom's layout wasn't the best, but it was enough to brag about for weeks for a budding writer.

"What do you think next? I want to hear from you."

This was the first time that my father took the initiative to ask for his own opinion, let alone his own, he rarely even asked other family members what they thought.

Elizabeth couldn't help raising her mouth: "I want to use this story as a blueprint and rewrite it into a novel. This is the first draft."

"A novel?" Mr. Bennet repeated these four words, looked at Elizabeth for a few seconds, and then took the manuscript from her. "Liz, you have changed a lot in the past month."

It is an undoubted declarative sentence, but the speaker and the listener can understand it as different meanings.Elizabeth replied playfully: "After all, besides dancing, there are many things worth exploring in life."

"If only your two younger sisters could think the same way."

Lydia and Kitty are indeed troublesome little things, but the current Elizabeth is not as helpless as she was when she was young in her previous life.Having taught many young ladies from aristocratic families, she felt that the innocence and romance of the two younger sisters were very precious, but they lacked discipline and the guidance of correct ideas.

But now that Mr. Bennet has come to this point, she may in passing suggest: "I think, father, that Lydia and Kitty might not have a governess?"

"Governor? Poor Liz, don't worry about your sisters, they won't make any trouble out of Longbourne. You and Jane will be respected wherever you go where you know acquaintances." You, I value you; you will never lose face just because you have two—or even three silly sisters[4].”

Mr. Bennet looked down on his wife, and even his three children, and now he only cared about his favorite second daughter: "Let's continue talking about your work."

Her father didn't take it seriously, so she had no choice but to let it go first.

"Are you going to go on with Ladies' Magazine?" asked Mr. Bennett.

"I think so. The book is 12 words [5], and I think it can be published in twelve issues a year."

"Ah, my little Liz, I just like your self-confidence. You must ask editor Tom for more manuscript fees this time. Even if it is ten pounds an issue, it will be more than your dowry in a few years. By then , your mother will be proud of you." Even if Mrs. Bennet was not in front of him, the old man would not give up any opportunity to mock her, "However, Liz, there may be better opportunities right now besides submitting manuscripts."

The father's disdain for the family is also a big problem, but Elizabeth has not yet figured out a countermeasure and can only ignore it automatically. The mother's ignorance is obvious.

She asked what a better chance meant, and Mr. Bennet said: "When I was visiting Mr. Bingley, I overheard him mentioning that he would invite his publisher friend in London to the next meeting. There's nothing better than a dance."

Elizabeth's eyes lit up.Before she could make any further inquiries, however, Mrs. Bennet rushed in.

"Liz, come on!"

"Jane, Mary, Kitty, and my dearest little Lydia, come upstairs, too!"

Lydia and Kitty went up to the second floor, Manli reluctantly put down the piano, and Jane asked what was the matter.

"My dear children, come and squeeze, you see, Mr. Bingley is coming to pay a return visit!" Mrs. Bennet asked her five daughters to use the upstairs window to see clearly the man in the blue coat riding a black horse. gentleman.

He was very young and very handsome.Not only does he have a dignified appearance, but he also looks extremely humble[6].

"Oh my God, Mr. Bingley is simply perfect! Five thousand pounds a year! God, even if he has any faults, he deserves to be forgiven." Watching Mr. Bingley enter the master's study, Bennet Mrs. Tate exclaimed excitedly, and Mr. Bennet would have seized the opportunity of taunting his wife if he had been here.

The wife said again: "My children, I am willing to do anything for your future happiness. Lydia, my dear, although you are the youngest, Mr. Bingley may be the one who wants to have a dance." I want to dance with you[3]."

"Oh," said Lydia nonchalantly, "I don't mind it, and though I'm the youngest, I'm the tallest."

The mother and daughter waited on the second floor for about 10 minutes before seeing Mr. Bingley leave the study slowly.He originally wanted to meet some young and beautiful ladies, but he didn't expect that their mothers were clever and well-versed in the principle of "pretending to be reserved". This disappointed him a little, but he looked forward to Sir Lucas' upcoming It's prom.

In comparison, the five ladies were very lucky to watch this handsome and wealthy young man from the north of England for a full 10 minutes on the second floor.Lydia and Kitty didn't take it seriously, their minds were full of officers in red uniforms who were about to be stationed in Meryton, and Manly's mind was also about the piano that had just stopped abruptly and the famous book she hadn't finished memorizing this morning. miscellaneous notes.

Jane's expression was as calm as ever, but Elizabeth clearly felt that her sister's heart was throbbing with Mr. Bingley's arrival.

A handsome gentleman, a good girl.

Elizabeth was happy for her sister's heartbeat, but she couldn't help worrying about the unfortunate ending of the two in her previous life.

Jane and Mr. Bingley are so similar in character, they are willing to accommodate when they encounter problems, and as a result, they can't make up their minds about everything; their temper is easy to talk, but they make every servant bully them[8 ]; they were both generous and generous, and Jane was more responsive to Lydia's needs than she was able to make ends meet.Mr. Bingley's income of [-] pounds a year is not enough for a family of more than a dozen to spend.

But at the moment, the two of them haven't even met each other, so there is still room for correction.

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The discussion in Hertfordshire about Mr. Bingley culminated in a ball at Sir Lucas's house.

Sir William Lucas was originally a businessman in Meryton. Although he hated his career after being knighted by the king, he even moved out of the small commercial town of Meryton. Make friends widely, naturally many people will be invited to the ball.

There was a lot of talk, and gossip about Mr. Bingley spread.

Some said he had gone to London to invite a large group of guests to dance, twelve of whom were women, while others said he had only seen five or six earlier in the day, not as many as rumours.

"He should be a typical good young man." Jane was chatting with Elizabeth during the first dance at the ball.

"After all the whole of Hertfordshire is raving about him."

"My dear Liz, you can't say that!" Jane said, just about to explain a few words, but saw her sister looking at the entrance of the dance hall frequently, and asked carefully, "Liz, what's on your mind, Still feel a little uncomfortable?"

Elizabeth smiled and shook her head. Even if she was as smart and careful as Jane, she couldn't understand what was on her mind.

Seeing the familiar scene at the Lucas Village dance just now, it inevitably reminded her of the scene when she first met an old friend in her previous life.

Elizabeth's feelings for the gentleman were complicated.The prejudices and misunderstandings at the first meeting, the accumulation of conflicts, the outbreak at the time of marriage proposal, the ice release after writing a letter to explain, and then the embarrassment, regret and slightly budding feelings of Pemberley's reunion.

However, before the buds came out of the soil, they were stifled by a sudden scandal.Later, as he was looking for an elopement couple and died in a car accident, the goodwill he had when he was young also faded away.She is no longer willing to mention his name in front of others, but she keeps her memory of this gentleman in her heart, and never talks about marriage in her life.

But having said that, although she had a good impression of this gentleman in her previous life, she was far from liking, and more of it was guilt and self-blame.

Jane said a few more words, and Elizabeth replied absent-mindedly, with a hint of far-fetchedness and anxiety in her smile.

At the end of the first dance, Mr. Bingley and his guests finally arrived.

At the moment when the door was pushed open, Elizabeth seemed to feel something, her eyes subconsciously moved to the door, but suddenly met another very familiar gaze.

The visitor stood on the left side of Mr. Bingley. He was tall and tall, with delicate features, noble manners, and a cold aura.

He was a gentleman earning £[-] a year that everyone was talking about after his appearance.

—Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Bennet: "Liz, you've changed a lot this month."

Elizabeth: "!"

Dad's understanding of his daughter is indeed first-rate!

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