gentleman's servant

"'But you are an eternal summer that will never wither, let alone fade away your bright beauty; even the god of death dare not boast that it can block your beautiful shoes, and your beautiful figure has been integrated into the immortal poem.'" The baron was explaining to me the creation of poetry, and his voice was very deep, so he was very charming when he read the poems. He turned the pages and said: "This is a typical iambic pentameter sonnet, mainly divided into pieters. And Shakespeare, and a variant and Spencer, the main difference between them is the difference in rhythm, can you understand?"

"Can I think it's a heavy cycle?" I asked uncertainly.

"That's right, that's right, you are very smart." The baron nodded with a smile, his brown eyes were unusually bright in the sunlight, and I could see my reflection in them... He has been staring at me for a long time, and he seems to be still Without stopping the lesson, I felt like I was about to miss lunch with the servants.

"I should reward you." He asked in a low voice, "Is there anything you want?"

"I am very grateful to be taught by adults." I said.

"When I was studying, my teacher would reward me for the grades I achieved. You can tell me, isn't there anything you want?" the baron asked.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

I hurriedly stood up from the baron's desk, straightened my clothes, and went to open the door.

The Baron's teaching me to read was a very private affair, always held when we were alone, and no third person knew about it.At first I sat alone in a chair, then I sat next to him, and then we got closer and closer to the class... It would be a surprise if someone saw it.

It was Billy at the door, and he came in with a tray with a letter in it.

"Master, this has just been delivered by the postman," said Billy.

The Baron took the letter as usual, cut the beeswax of the letter with a paper knife, and began to read.

But after he glanced twice, he suddenly frowned, and then turned his gaze to me.

I thought he had something to tell me, so I hurriedly bowed to him.

But the baron said, "Owen, you can go down first."

I raised my head for some unknown reason, the baron's face was calm, but his eyes were a little strange, as if he was looking at me with a probing look.

I bowed and left the study, and became curious about the content of the letter.

For three days, the baron did not order me to serve him, and even though I had been with him early in the morning, he quickly left with Billy.

This sudden cooling attitude is very obvious, because he is usually too close to me and can't leave me almost all the time, but now he doesn't need me at all.

Uneasiness was growing within me, and it reached its peak when I chanced upon Simon coming out of the Baron's study.

Simon also saw me at the time. He looked embarrassed and a little weird. He left in a hurry without saying anything to me.And that afternoon the Baron called me into his study.

He was sitting at a desk with a pipe on it, and the air was filled with the smell of cigarettes.

Since I walked into the room, his eyes have been fixed on me, which made me fidget.

"My lord, do you have any orders?" I leaned forward and asked.

"It's nothing." He said calmly, "I see... let's continue with class today."

"Yes, my lord." I sat down beside him.

But when I opened the poem I was studying, the baron pressed his hand on the cover of the book and shook his head.

"I won't talk about this today, let's talk about something else." The baron stood up, walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, and then said slowly: "I have a story that I like very much, it was told to me by my father, he It is said that once a businessman wanted to buy a piece of land, he found two consignors to evaluate the land to see if it was worth buying.

One of the people said that the land is full of dead trees, the stream is so narrow that a person can almost step over it, and the weeds grow taller than a person. If you buy it, you will regret it.

Another person said that the firewood on that piece of land is enough for you to burn for a lifetime, and there is a place by the stream that is wide enough to dig a small pond. Judging from the area of ​​weeds, this must be a rich and fertile land.Finally, the gentleman took the second suggestion, and it became a delightful farm. "

The baron looked at me after he finished telling the story: "What do you think?"

"This story tells us that we must see life in a difficult situation." I thought for a while and replied in a well-behaved manner.

"Yes." The baron nodded: "But in my opinion, there is a deeper meaning. Everything has two sides. You should get to the bottom of it, and don't blindly believe it. Even if you hear unsatisfactory news, you don't have to immediately Sad to lose, at least to know if that's the case."

Having said this, I believe the baron is about to speak of me.

Sure enough, the Baron placed a piece of paper in front of me.

"This is my uncle's recent asset movements. Someone specially wrote to tell me, you know? He auctioned off everything that could be sold, even including some sculptures and paintings that my grandfather owned in Mormont Manor. " The baron said in a long voice, "Do you know where he spent the money he got?"

I felt the temperature around my body turn cold with every word of the baron, and at the end I suppressed the panic in my heart and said, "This...how could I know."

"Think about it before answering me." The baron interrupted me: "You have to understand, I didn't question you out of thin air. You'd better not lie to me."

Time seemed to stand still suddenly, my mind went blank, and my back was soaked in sweat.

"Viscount Bruce invested all his money in that doomed shipping. Don't you have anything to say about it?" The baron raised my chin and forced me to meet his gaze.

"Lord Viscount is really too careless..." I said dryly.

The baron's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said, "Really? Then why do you think he made such an imprudent decision suddenly?"

"Master Viscount is very short of money now, maybe he thinks this is an opportunity, so..." I couldn't continue my lie because I saw the baron's disappointed and angry eyes.

He took a deep breath and said: "Well, I can hardly believe that the Viscount himself was not cautious enough, and I don't care how he knew that I lent the Earl fifty thousand pounds, because it is impossible for the Earl to tell anyone. Borrowing money from me."

Then, he changed the subject: "I asked about your affairs in Mormont Manor, and asked your 'good brother', the manservant named Simon. I only asked one question, and he gave you all the news in detail Thank you for his long-winded ability, do you know what he said?"

The baron circled around me, and then put his hands on my shoulders: "One special night, you asked Simon to help you work, but you went to seduce the famous romantic widow, Mrs. Shirley. But What do you think of my cousin Margaret being accused of having an affair with a footman this evening and discredited?"

I took a hard breath and forced myself to speak: "I'm sorry for my debauchery, and I swear I'll never..."

"Shut up!" the baron said loudly, "don't take me for a three-year-old! I have sent someone to inquire. The game that night was suggested by Mrs. Shirley, and she was with you before. You want to say this Does it have nothing to do with you?"

"I didn't do anything." I said biting my lip.

"I used to think that you were greedy for wealth and honor, that's why you did things to seduce rich widows. Who knew that I underestimated you." The baron said coldly, "What is hiding behind your quiet appearance? Why did you frame my uncle's family!"

"I didn't, I..."

"What I hate most is when people lie to my face, because it's not only stupid, it's ugly!" exclaimed the Baron.

I closed my eyes helplessly, he knew, he knew everything, these few things I did in private, I thought no one would find out, but he was the one who found out.what do I do?Can I tell him the truth?

No, I can't, he'll think I'm crazy if I tell him.

So far, the Viscount's family has never done anything sorry to me. On the contrary, they hired me as a servant, gave me a livelihood, and helped my family. It's almost as good as saying that they are my benefactors.But I was secretly setting them up, which sounds like a villain with ulterior motives.

What will the Baron think of me?Will everything I've done so far come to naught?

"Don't you have anything to explain?" the Baron said eagerly, "Why did you do that?"

"I... I can only tell you that I hate Viscount Bruce, I hate them!" I stood up, stared into the baron's eyes, and clearly uttered the words in my heart, which had already been held in my heart many years.

"Why?" demanded the baron.

Instead of answering his question, I asked him, "Why didn't you just turn me in to the sheriff?"

"Because I want to know why." The baron said angrily, "I want to know that I am not mistaken."

"I can't tell you why."

The author has something to say: The protagonist of this novel is completely opposite to Adam. Adam believes that rebirth is for forgiveness, and Owen believes that rebirth is for revenge. Adam must be more pleasing.But you also have to believe that the author will definitely turn Owen into a good boy, just like Adam will take revenge in the end even if he is so kind.As for your big brains, cheating on a horse, getting married, those are all things that have no shadow. You have to believe that Fatty will not write this kind of plot, and the protagonists of Fatty will stick to it.

I regret using the old pit a bit. After reading the context, the characters are a bit different. After all, it has been a year and a half. Do you feel it?Actually not too obvious.