Good-looking, not allowed to farm

(One)

It was just a little bit bright.

The shopkeepers on both sides of the grocery street will get up and start stocking up.

In the entire royal city, apart from professions such as prostitutes and thieves, they should be regarded as the earliest group of people who got up.

As the name suggests, this street is full of wholesale and grocery sellers.

Here, as long as you have money, you can buy anything.

but……

Soap and cake can be made from the same workshop, placed in the same container, and made at the same time;

When a beautiful wig is being made, the cows and sheep next to it may still be mooing, bleating and shitting.

When the sky is completely bright, the merchants will come with their carriages and take away the pre-ordered goods one by one.

They don't care where the goods are produced, let alone the production environment, they only care about whether the price of the goods is cheap enough to make them more money.

Therefore, on such a street, there are usually no upper-class people.

On weekdays, most of the people who come and go are businessmen.

But even the richest businessman dare not easily decorate the carriage too much.

On the one hand, they are afraid of being robbed by robbers, and on the other hand, they are afraid of being blackmailed by nobles.

So, when an ornate carriage suddenly appears on the street early in the morning...

The shopkeepers who were busy on both sides of the street put down their work in unison and looked over curiously.

At this time, the grocery street has not yet reached the busiest time.

The streets are empty, and everyone can clearly hear the rattle of wheels and the rattle of horseshoes.

The extremely ornately decorated carriage drove in so grandly...

Under the silent gaze of the people, it drove to the deepest part of the street without rushing, and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated hut.

Until then,

The shopkeepers on both sides of the street suddenly looked away: "So they are looking for the old witch."

The king's half-brother, Duke Henry, slowly got out of the carriage.

There was a sword hanging from his waist, a black cloak on his body, and a half-mask on his face that resembled that worn at a masquerade ball. There was only one servant behind him.

The servant followed respectfully, and when he reached the door of the dilapidated house, he hurriedly stepped forward and knocked on the door for the Duke.

When the door was opened, the servant stepped back again, and stood guard outside with the coachman, while the prince went in alone.

The light in the room was dim.

What is even more disturbing is that the owner hung layers of curtains in the room. Those curtains hang from the ceiling to the floor, dividing the already narrow space into pieces, making it look like a maze.

In addition, there is a strange fragrance floating in the air. Walking along the fragrance, you can faintly see purple light...

Then, under the glow of purple light.

An old woman in a crimson dress was sitting on the carpet.

This is an old witch who is said to be good at fortune-telling.

She held a long pipe in her hand, and although she had heard the footsteps of the guests, she was still smoking on her own.

Until Duke Henry walked up to him step by step following the fragrance and lights...

She raised her head unhurriedly, and grinned at the Duke, showing two rows of scorched teeth: "I don't know what this nobleman can do for me?"

Duke Henry didn't reply in a hurry, he walked around the room unhurriedly, and then fiddled with the curtains lightly with his fingers.

After a while, he walked back in front of the old witch again, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, bent slightly, opened the paper, showed it in front of her eyes and said, "Do you still remember this?"

"Ah, I remember it. It's an excellent birthday, with a noble fate." The witch stretched out her hand, wanting to pick up the piece of paper.

But Duke Henry stepped back, withdrew his hand, folded the paper again, put it back in his pocket and said, "I asked you to count his heirs..."

"Yes, yes, yes."

The old witch replied vaguely: "Fate is very precious, and the relationship with the opposite sex is good, but offspring are difficult."

"His wife became pregnant not long ago."

Duke Henry said slowly: "I want to know, can this child be born?"

The witch then showed a slightly weird smile at the Duke.

She took another deep breath of the cigarette, then slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and asked in a hoarse voice in the lingering and pungent tobacco smell: "So what about you, my lord? What's your opinion? Do you want it to happen?" Come down, or do you not want it to be born?"

Duke Henry's heart couldn't help beating violently.

Because of the cover of the mask, I can't see clearly what his expression is now, but the restless pacing back and forth, and the back of the hand that is slightly bruised due to being clenched too tightly, still reveals his innermost feelings. struggle.

In about tens of seconds, he stopped abruptly, closed his eyes, took out a purse full of money from his pocket, and threw it in front of the witch!

Then, he leaned down again, fixed his eyes on the witch, and asked in a low voice, "What if... I mean, what if I don't want it to be born?"

The old witch finally put aside the long chimney she had been holding in her hand for a while, stretched out her hand to pick up the money bag, untied it and looked at it again, a smile appeared on the wrinkled old face.

Then, she replied flatteringly: "Of course you will, my lord."

in the hotel at the same time.

Jamie's awkward conversation with Mrs. Dressel continues.

"I must declare that you are not my son. I have never done anything unruly. I just acted as your protector for a short time."

Mrs. Dressel said straight to the point: "Please don't ask me, who are your biological parents? Unfortunately, I can't say."

If that foolish boy in Louis heard these words, he would probably be excited to ask endlessly, right?

Jamie thought silently in his heart.

On the contrary...

Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Pretending to be someone else's identity is inherently immoral.

If even the relatives of the other party's blood are also occupied, and then recklessly enjoy the deep affection given by the relatives, how awkward it is to think.

Jamie has thrown away too much morality in this world.

But occasionally, the deep marks in his heart from the modern civilized society still make him involuntarily entangled and hypocritical, hoping that he can keep a bottom line and not become a complete villain.

Therefore, Mrs. Dressel's words made him feel more relaxed.

At the very least, he doesn't have to continue to struggle with such bloody questions as 'whether we should call mother with tears in our eyes for a while, and then have a touching mother and child hug and cry'.

But in order not to arouse Mrs. Dressel's suspicion.

Jamie still pretended to be disappointed, and said something in a sad tone: "I'm sorry, ma'am. Listening to you say this, I can no longer maintain a happy mood."

"People will always yearn for their parents. This is the nature of blood, which cannot be resisted or ignored."

"If a person has no parents, it is like water without its source and a tree without its roots. From then on, he is alone in the world. When he encounters setbacks, no one comforts him; when he gains glory, no one applauds. Even if there are people in the world Many happy things, once I think about it, without my parents to accompany and share with me, I will feel dull and lonely.”

When Mrs. Dressel heard this, her eyes glistened, her lips trembled slightly, and her face also showed a moving expression.

Seeing this, Jamie was taken aback, fearing that he had played too much and would really move the lady to tell the truth and make things more troublesome.

Therefore, he immediately changed his voice and said: "The blood relationship between parents and children cannot be cut off. This is originally destined by God. But if one day, they have to ruthlessly deny their children... Then, among them There must be unspeakable difficulties!"

Mrs. Dressel nodded subconsciously.

Jamie's tone was even stronger: "This grievance may hurt something, threaten something, and eventually cause bad consequences."

"Ah! Think about it, if a person who is a child of a man ignores the bad consequences and insists on recognition and reunion just for his own selfishness, and even brings danger to his parents and puts them in a bad situation, So……"

"As a result, maybe you can't get what you want, but you will only get resentment."

Speaking of this, he deliberately lowered his voice a little bit, with a depressed and downcast look: "In this way, a good thing will become a bad thing, and all the sincere affection will be exchanged for coercing others. Chips. Everyone hates each other, fate is exhausted..."

He covered his eyes with his hands, and said painfully: "This is definitely not my original intention of wanting to recognize my relatives!"

Mrs. Dressel couldn't help nodding her head again and again.

She expressed emotion with an unusually complicated expression: "You are a sensible and good boy."

Jamie was inspired.

He turned his mind quickly, carefully chose his words, and tried his best to make his next words sound meaningful, justified, and while achieving his goal, he should not seem so utilitarian: "Madam, please believe me. I have never really I want to destroy someone's family, I just want to join a warm family."

This seems to be fine.

Mrs. Dressel continued to nod.

Jamie said with condescension: "But if my joining will cause damage, then I must watch from afar and let no one know that I have been here."

Mrs. Dressel couldn't help but squeezed the handkerchief tightly, wiped the corners of her eyes lightly, and said repeatedly: "You are a good boy, you are a good boy."

So, Jamie slowed down his tone slowly, and comforted him gently: "So, please don't worry about it, don't be worried, and don't be sad. Because I know that you have been the most important person in the whole thing. Innocent, and noblest of all."

"You said that you briefly acted as my protector."

"But in fact, in my opinion, you have been my patron saint until now."

"I still remember that you wrote so earnestly in your letter [Please treat this child well, if you can't do it. Don't doubt that the most severe punishment will come to you]. This sentence has already Protected my days and nights for 17 years..."

"Madam, I thank you from the bottom of my heart."

"No no, I didn't do that much."

Mrs. Dressel waved her hands in embarrassment.

Jamie ignored her explanation and continued to say sincerely: "I am very content to see you and thank you in person. You really don't have to worry about any trouble I will cause."

"Next, I will discuss life in the royal city. But I swear, this is purely because I want to be closer to my biological parents even if I can't recognize each other. Of course, there may be a little yearning for the prosperity of the royal city, but regardless of the reason I will never disturb your peace again."

"I will find a simple job and rent a cheap apartment. Although the consumption in Wangcheng is higher than that in the countryside, I have strength and I am still young, so I don't have to worry about not being able to survive."

"After that, I will write my address in the letter and send it to you."

"Don't get me wrong, it doesn't mean anything else, it's just to provide you with a way to find me."

"Madam, please promise me that if you have any embarrassing things, you can't find someone to do it, and you just want to tell me, don't be polite."

"I am always waiting for your call, waiting for an opportunity to repay your kindness."

Mrs. Dressel was momentarily stunned by the strings and strings of words he threw at her.

Even though she felt that she hadn't done anything worthy of repayment, she just did an errand casually, but when the other party said such a favor and repayment one by one, she felt dizzy and seemed to really have "I At that time, I really felt pity for this child, so I specially asked someone to take care of him, and then I couldn't help feeling a sense of responsibility—this is the child I once protected!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help asking with concern: "Do you have enough money? Why do you want to rent a cheap apartment? I remember leaving some money for you, did you spend it?"

Jamie looked at her movedly: "Are you caring about me? You are so kind!"

But at the same time, he silently took a deep breath in his heart and thought: "Finally on the way! Ah, finally reached the stage where I can sell miserably and ask for attention, so, next, where should I make up... No, Where do you start?"

(two)

After a while,

Jamie walked briskly out of the restaurant.

This trip was not in vain, and the risk was not in vain!

He successfully obtained more than 800 pounds in cash (judging from Mrs. Dressel's performance, the 800 pounds should have been originally intended to be used to send him away, and the extra [-] pounds may have been brought with him after being moved. and the right to live in a villa for a long time to come (Mrs. Mrs. Lesser's promise of 'you can find me if you encounter difficulties'.

Harvest!

only……

Later, Jamie couldn't help looking in the mirror, carefully looking at his troublesome face, and said to himself again: "Jamie, Jamie! I didn't expect that you are already a mature liar !"

But considering all the hardships before, in order to live a better life!

He hardened his heart again, and erased all the slight guilt that had arisen from being deceitful.

Then, he looked forward to the future happily: "There should be a garden in the villa, right? Maybe I can grow some vegetables instead. Carrots and lettuce are very good, so I don't have to go out to buy them. By the way, if there is a kitchen, I can do it myself It's time for dinner . . . I've had enough of all those soups and messy chowders!"

However, fate always likes to play tricks on people.

Judian also returned home happily.

He thought to himself, this time he finally caught the handle of that bad old man.

But an unexposed handle is often the most useful weapon.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry to publicize the matter, but wrote a strongly worded letter with great interest, intending to use this as a long-term threat. It would be best if he could make the dignified Chancellor of the Exchequer obedient to himself from now on !

The content of the letter is roughly as follows:

[If you don't want any scandals to break out in your family, please come to me at three o'clock this afternoon. ]

The next day, the Chancellor of the Exchequer Dressel did receive the letter early in the morning.

He looked at the letter, then at the sender's name, and a look of disgust that could not be concealed appeared on his face.

"Joke! Am I afraid of being threatened by a scoundrel?"

After finishing speaking, he tore the letter into pieces, waved it casually, and didn't even look at it anymore, and turned around to do other things.

Zhu Dian waited at home, but no one came, so he vaguely guessed the attitude of the other party.

His face became gloomy, and there was a breath of wind and rain all over his body.

Just then, Earl Hudgins walked in.

As he walked, he yelled: "My son, what happened to the actor? Can it be resolved? It was originally booked for next month's performance, but now there is no actress...Damn it, that rigid Dressel guy..."

Judian slammed a cup in his hand to the ground, and pushed down the fruit plate and other sundries on the table.

"Can you leave me alone?!"

he shouted angrily.

Earl Hudgins stared at his son dumbfounded.

For a long time, he was probably a little embarrassed and humiliated, but he didn't want to argue with his son, so he stood there with a sullen face for a few seconds, then turned around and left without saying a word.

Such a reaction from his father made Judian almost feel guilty.

But soon, Dressel's breaking the appointment, and the contemptuous attitude of "I don't think of you at all" revealed from the breaking of the appointment, but the anger in his heart was burning, so he ignored it. The emotions on the father's side.

Judian is determined to take revenge.

He also wanted to make things as big as possible and embarrass Dressel.

However, due to his recent fall out of favor with the king, his appeal is obviously insufficient.

Therefore, if you want to make a big scene, you have to find allies.

So, Mrs. Lauris ushered in this friend again.

She didn't suffer from any headaches this time, but because of the queen's pregnancy, she was depressed and depressed, and couldn't cheer up for a while.

Until Zhu Dian explained the ins and outs of the matter, and the strategies he planned to use in the future...

Only then did the lady become a little bit interested: "Mrs. Dressel actually has a bad face? Haha, it's strange! I thought she was really a model of female morality!"

Then, she asked curiously again: "Is that man who has an affair with Mrs. Dressel handsome?"

Thinking back, Judian couldn't say that it was not good-looking out of conscience, so she only replied vaguely: "It's okay, but it's a bit young."

Mrs. Laureys was a little surprised: "Huh? I didn't expect Mrs. Dressel to like to eat young grass."

"I don't know that."

Judian didn't bother to pay attention to the quarrel between women, and urged impatiently: "How about it? Ma'am, do you want to come with me to teach Dressel a stubborn old man?"

Mrs. Lauris thought about it, and then readily agreed to the matter.

Then, the two started writing posts to invite people.

Judian invited several courtiers, as well as some familiar nobles.

Mrs. Lauris is in charge of inviting some noble dudes and, most importantly, His Majesty the King.

Same hotel.

This time, Judian spent a lot of money to remodel a box overnight to ensure that it seemed hidden, but in fact there were air leaks everywhere, so that people in the next room could eavesdrop and see what was going on in this box.

Then, in the name of Louise, he asked Mrs. Dlessel to meet at the same place and at the same time;

In the name of Mrs. Dressel, he also delivered a letter to Jamie pretending to be Louis, and made an appointment to meet at the same place and time.

Finally, there is Dressel, the hapless Chancellor of the Exchequer.

This time, the old man received a report letter, reporting that someone had engaged in immoral activities in X Hotel.

Until the morning of that day, many people came to the restaurant one after another.

Everyone had a hidden and curious smirk on their faces, eager to watch the excitement.

They whispered to each other: "Oh, did you get Judian's post too?" "Yes, it just said that there is a good show to watch, but who knows what it is?" "I don't know, neither do I." I know." "Just wait and see, hahaha, there is always something fun to do."

At this moment, King Richard and Mrs. Laurels walked in side by side.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help being even more surprised, and their appetites were heightened, and they kept thinking: "What kind of show is it that even His Majesty is here?"

However, His Majesty the King was just doing Mrs. Lauris a face.

He had been a little annoyed at Mrs Laureys' mischief with him the other day, because of the queen's pregnancy.

But his nature is more tolerant of women.

When the other party cried so much that Lihua came to apologize to him and confessed his love, the matter was over.

Then, Mrs. Lauris said that there would be a very interesting show going on today, and she wanted to invite him to come and have a look...

His Majesty the King thought about it, the two had just reconciled, and the other party invited him graciously, so it was hard to refuse.

So here he is.

So far,

The audience is all present, just waiting for the actors to perform on stage.

How could Jamie have imagined that the hearts of the people in Wangcheng would be so unpredictable.

During this period of time, he was rarely relaxed, and he had nothing to do. He even planned where to grow radishes in the garden, where to grow lettuce, and even whether to plant some garlic on the window sill. He just happily waited to move into the big villa. Live a peaceful life on and off.

When I received an invitation letter from Judian pretending to be Mrs. Dressel...

Although he wondered what the lady wanted from him, but considering the gifts given by the other party, he still had a grateful heart, and after thinking about a long list of grateful words, he walked into the restaurant happily, By appointment.

Mrs. Dressel did not want to come.

But thinking of Jamie's earnest and sincere words last time, she softened her heart and came too.

The two reunited in the box again.

Mrs. Dressel was not good at words, and she didn't speak at first.

Jamie took the initiative to show a bright smile: "It's a pleasure to see you again, ma'am."

Then, regardless of what others thought, he skillfully began to recite the words of gratitude that he had already prepared.

At this time, the people who had been waiting in the next room all pricked up their ears, winked at each other, and couldn't wait to hear some ambiguous and even eclectic movements.

As a result, after 1 minute, the other end was thanking; after 2 minutes, the other end was still thanking; after 3 minutes...

I heard good words of gratitude to Dade!

For a moment, everyone's complexion was complicated, and they wanted to rush over to let this grateful guy shut up quickly, neatly... Even if they went up to kiss, it would be worthwhile for everyone to wait here for a long time.

It can be seen from this that the poor chancellor of the exchequer really can't be a man, and he offends too many people on weekdays.

So much so... At this time, no one hurried over to stop the situation before it got worse. Instead, they all hoped that his wife would steal someone soon.

Even His Majesty the King blinked with interest.

"Poor Dressel!"

King Richard had a smile on his face, and while recalling the appearance of the beautiful young man who walked into the box just now, he casually commented: "If this is true, then I have to admit that his wife's eyes are still very good. Not bad."