lover of earl grest

In front of his eyes is an unexpected world: a vast ocean of flowers!There are no traces of deliberate man-made carvings in the front garden, and the natural simplicity and purity are preserved. It seems that every precious flower has broken out of this soil, even though they should have enjoyed the nobility sought after by thousands of people. But they are willing to take root in this land that almost no one patronizes, to bloom to their heart's content, to let their delicate and plump figure stand in the vast world of nature, and accept the baptism of wind and frost.The wind was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and Ronald felt refreshed. He found a path and carefully stepped into this world of singing birds and flowers. Missed this Paradise Lost.

Paradise lost?There is no sign of being abandoned here.Ronald thought, squatting down to observe the flowers blooming around him, each flower seemed to be carefully cared for.Why is the treatment here so different from the castle and front gardens?Ronald was full of doubts. When he stood up, he found that there was a person hidden among the flowers not far from him, who was busy with something silently with his head down.His whole body was almost completely hidden in the flowers, only half of his head was exposed, so Ronald didn't find him until this time, and couldn't help being startled.Because the man was too focused on the work in hand, when he looked up and saw Ronald, he was also startled. When he saw Ronald walking towards him with a kind smile on his face, he regained his composure. stood up.Ronald saw the man in his 30s, with dark skin, wearing a dirty shirt and overalls, wearing mud-stained gloves, and holding a small garden shovel at his feet. Shears for pruning and a straw hat.This whole set of outfits fully explained his identity, a gardener.

The down-to-earth gardener is a little overwhelmed by an unexpected encounter with an elegant gentleman.Ronald maintained a pleasant smile, and extended his hand to the gardener: "Good afternoon, sir, my name is Ronald Hearst, and I just visited here this morning."

The gardener didn't expect that this distinguished guest would shake hands with his lowly servant. He hastily put down the shovel in his hand, took off his gloves, and stretched out his big rough hand: "My name is Helf, and I'm the gardener here." .”

"This flower field is really lovely!" Ronald admired sincerely: "It is not an exaggeration to describe it as God's back garden!"

"Thank you for your compliment!" The gardener grinned, his dark skin showing off his white teeth.

"But I don't seem to see anyone else? Are you the only one taking care of such a large flower field?" Ronald said, looking around.

"Of course not, my lord. Apart from me, there are two other young men here. They are all capable young men, and their knowledge of gardening is no less than that of my senior. It just so happens that both of them have something at home today. I am worried Can you finish today's work! You must know that the Earl loves this garden very much, if tomorrow he finds that the Damascus roses transplanted two days ago have not been pruned, it will be a disaster." The gardener looked sad.

"Will the Earl come to inspect every day?" Then I should be able to see him today, Ronald thought secretly.

"It's not necessarily true, but Steward Gerald will come to check, and the Earl will also check the garden every time he goes out and passes by. This is also the moment I am most worried about."

"Passing by here?" Ronald raised his eyebrows: "This is the backyard. Doesn't the Earl live in the castle?"

"Yes, the Earl lives in the backyard, in the little house over there."

Ronald looked in surprise at the quaint little wooden house pointed by the gardener in the distance. Compared with the magnificent castle in front, it was so inconspicuous that it was almost submerged in the sea of ​​flowers, like waves The lone boat loomed in and out of the water, so that Ronald thought it was a rest room for gardeners or a tool room for storing utensils.A big tree with lush branches and leaves is planted next to the hut, covering the hut in the shadow, which looks a bit like a small farmyard.

"Does the Earl live there alone?" Ronald tried his best to imagine what kind of life the noble and wealthy Earl lived in that humble little house.

"No, it's not." The gardener became a little unnatural: "The Earl does not live alone, and Lord Wendy Ford has always lived there."

"What?" Ronald suddenly came back to his senses: "Lord Wendy Ford? He is..." Hearing this surname, Ronald seemed to think of something vaguely, but at this moment the shock overwhelmed everything, So that he can't think carefully, he can almost determine who that person is!This was the first time he had heard that person's name uttered, making the illusory rumors in the village and people's daydreams suddenly become real.

"Ah, I don't know about those things!" Herff Gardener said uncomfortably. "I mean, maybe you've heard some rumors..."

"Yes, I have indeed heard of it. May I ask that Mr. Wendy Ford, what kind of person is he? How much do you know about him?" Ronald really wanted to throw out a series of questions in his mind .

"Well, all I know is that his full name is Terencia Donivano Wendyford, which sounds a bit like a foreign surname. I heard it from Pisgoode. He is an old cook. I have been working here for decades. I also heard that he is a beauty and seems to like gardening, but other than that, I don’t know anything else.”

"So you haven't seen Lord Wendyford himself? Not once?"

"Yes, not once. The Earl doesn't like to be disturbed. For so many years, he has not allowed anyone to enter that house. We are only allowed to approach the house when we are working."

"How long have you been working here?"

"Four years, my lord, four years ago I heard that this place was looking for a gardener, so I came here. The earl personally screened it, very strict, requiring us to understand the influence of soil composition on each plant, and... .”

Ronald didn't want to listen to the gardening knowledge, so he hurriedly asked: "For the past four years, won't Lord Wendy Ford come out for a walk, or do something else? It's impossible for him to stay in that log cabin all the time." inside!"

"I am also very confused about this, my lord. I often think, maybe I was too serious when I was working and didn't pay attention? Or maybe Lord Wendy Ford is unwell, and the Earl doesn't want him to come out?"

I'm afraid I will feel unwell if I stay indoors all the time!Ronald thought to himself, after all, it was four years, and it was so strange that he hadn't seen him once. It seemed necessary for him to visit that isolated log cabin.

At this moment, the two people who were talking saw a figure appearing on the edge of the flower field at the same time. The breeze was playing with the hem of the man's black tuxedo, dancing rhythmically with the waves of the flower field in front of him.The gardener bid farewell to Ronald in a hurry, and continued to work on it.Ronald sighed, this was the second time today that he encountered the same situation at a critical moment.He took a leisurely step, walked out of the flower field unhurriedly, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Master Steward is really conscientious, but please take care of me, I won't get lost in the manor or have any accidents."

The young butler lowered his head humbly and said, "You misunderstood. I'm sorry to disturb your leisure time. I'm here to convey the news. Mr. Hurst, the countess is here."

"Countess!" Ronald was very surprised: "Isn't she in Goring? When did she come here?"

"The madam has just got out of the carriage, my lord. She asks you to wait in the drawing room."

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Chapter 5

Ronald sat on the comfortable sofa in the living room again. This time, the huge curtains were finally drawn, and through the window, he could see the sculpture fountain and the wide lawn in the front garden.The sun was already slightly to the west, and the sunlight did not come in through the window, but everything in the house could already be seen more clearly.At this time, Ronald's eyes fell on several huge oil paintings on the wall. The faces and majesty of the ancestors of the Grester family remained, as if they had been silently watching this place for hundreds of years. Everything always reminds visitors of the glory and glory of this family.

Just as Ronald's thoughts were drifting away following the glorious history of this family, the two doors of the hall were suddenly opened, and a gorgeously dressed woman with a plump figure walked in eagerly.The face of the visitor was slightly tired, and there was anger that surpassed the tiredness, but none of these could completely cover up her beautiful appearance.

"Good afternoon, Countess." Ronald quickly stood up, took off his hat and saluted: "I really didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

Countess Noreen Grester snorted coldly, and stood in front of the sofa opposite Ronald, and the personal maid who followed her hurriedly spread a snow-white wool blanket on the sofa behind her. .But the countess did not sit down, she raised her head slightly, her eyes were fixed on Ronald, her breathing became heavier due to anger, her plump breasts rose and fell, and her delicate nose wings also opened and closed.She asked straight to the point: "Where is that document? I said that I can sign it instead of my husband. You really don't need to come all the way here, Barrister Hurst."

Facing the menacing woman, Ronald laughed instead, and said relaxedly: "In my opinion, I came here to