Started with a green hat for Verlaine

"My son, people have given you great honor today... From this day on you and your friends begin real life..."

In the dark and dank prison, 38-year-old Francois Victor fell ill, still clutching a newspaper in his hand, on which was the greatest glory of his life - his great father, Victor Hugo admits that his son is worthy of his pride.

Not long ago, Victor Hugo appeared in court, defending his son and his friends, and won warm applause, making these words will be regarded by countless fathers as a model for educating their children.

Hugo's prestige has risen to a higher level.

In the end, the government sentenced him to six months in prison!

Although the warden who imprisoned the members of the Paris Commune could not bend the law for personal gain, everyone in France admired Victor Hugo and secretly let François Victor share a cell with Arthur Rimbaud to avoid Went to the filth of a multi-person cell, and there were people around to take care of me.

Arthur Rimbaud took the newspaper out of the opponent's hand and put it aside, then wrung out the water with a towel and roughly wiped the opponent's face.Arthur Rimbaud had never served anyone at home, and he said through gritted teeth: "I know you are very excited, and I am the same, Francois, the most important thing for you is to recover from your illness! Don't let your elderly father worry! "

François Victor and Arthur Rimbaud have a friendship through thick and thin, and Arthur Rimbaud does his best to take care of each other, but he is not sick.

Arthur Rimbaud had a toothache when François Victor prattled on about how wonderful his father was when he was sick, and he would not have let him go if he hadn't heard a few interesting things. An old man in his 30s showing off his father to himself.

"Rimbaud, when I was 20 years old, I courted the most beautiful woman in Paris, I still remember her name, Alice Ozzie, oh, beautiful Alice... She is so charming, even my father is not Resisting her charms, she chose my father... I don't blame her..."

"Mr. Hugo snatched a woman from you?"

Arthur Rimbaud leaned over to gossip and gave François Victor something to talk to.

"It's not a robbery, it's a fair pursuit. At that time, my father was a member of parliament and was named a nobleman. Everyone was proud of talking to his father. I have no reputation, how can I compare to my father..."

François Victor's appearance was dirty, with a beard and thick eyebrows, especially when he smirked. Arthur Rimbaud thought: It's normal for women to look down on you.

"Don't think I can't do it." François Victor waved his fist, "I was a handsome man when I was young, and my sister and sister are famous beauties!"

Arthur Rimbaud pouted: "I haven't heard of it."

François Victor saddened, "My eldest sister drowned in the water during her wedding honeymoon, her husband drowned to save her, my sister Adele, two years younger than me, left home For many years, my father said that he had found her..."

Arthur Rimbaud sat on the opposite bed after he fell into memory, and took up the paper and pen in a daze. Victor Hugo sent these things to the two men in the prison, supporting them to record the rare life experience of a lifetime Down, the question is... write what?

"Francois, we participated in the Paris Commune, can we really go out after six months? I am afraid that the government will backtrack, so many people will be..."

"My father is here!"

Adoration to his father made François Victor answer without hesitation.

However, François Victor was worried: "I hope that I will not be with my father. He can take care of his body more. I don't know what happened to the two children of my eldest brother..."

Arthur Rimbaud was silent.

François Victor finally noticed Arthur Rimbaud's reaction to his family. Compared with his own correspondence with his father, the other party never contacted his family.

François Victor asked: "I can help you with your letter."

Arthur Rimbaud hugged his knees and scratched his knotted blond hair, "I don't want them to know, they will definitely lose their temper and never allow me to run out again." He suddenly thought of a person who had deceived his mother Method, "Should I simply write that I will live with my father for a few months?"

François Victor was embarrassed: "It's not good to lie."

For another person, he must educate the other party to be honest with their parents. Participating in the Paris Commune is not a shame, but a meaningful thing.However, in front of him is a handsome 16-year-old boy, rebellious and lively, who does not lack a heart of kindness to the people at the bottom. Facing this face full of motivation, he can't say serious words like elders.

Arthur Rimbaud disdainfully began to write a letter, saying: "Lend me a few francs."

François Victor has no money, but he has a rich father.

What a friend!

Rimbaud's hometown is in Charleville, not far from Paris. Mrs. Rimbaud, who believes in Christianity, received a letter from her son. Her first reaction was to silently thank Christ.It is a terrible thing to lose audio in this day and age, not to mention the chaos in Paris.

She opened the letter from her son who had run away from home, and saw that he had gone to his biological father, her face was full of surprise, and her heart was relieved.No matter what, the son defected to the father, and the father had the obligation to take him in, but she was confused about how the son found that man.

"Sent home 100 francs..."

She believed it, no one would lend his mischievous son so much money.

Converting 100 francs into British pounds, it is approximately equal to 4 pounds. This amount of money is enough for an ordinary family to spend more than three months, or to live in an ordinary hotel for three months. With the help of Bo's family, the two families formed a good relationship.

During the period of detention, Victor Hugo served as a bridge of communication, and from time to time conveyed the words of Arthur Rimbaud's "father" to the teenagers in the prison, encouraging each other to create and pointing out each other's poems, which made Artie El Rimbaud was flattered to have a great writer as his writing teacher.

Arthur Rimbaud's resentment towards his father had eased a lot, and a little bit of shame had grown up.

It's just that he was a little puzzled——

Why would my father prefer to ask Mr. Hugo to send him items instead of contacting him directly?

Could it be that the father dared not face his son?

Francois Victor vowed: "There is no father who does not love his son!"

Artille Rimbaud was brainwashed by him, and he couldn't help but have more expectations for family affection. The prison labor and confinement life have sharpened his activeness, making him mature a lot, and he is no longer a childish bunch. The spear cocoon on the palm of the hand that had killed people disappeared little by little with time.

"Francois, whose poetry do you like?"

"...I prefer easy-to-understand novels. In terms of poetry, my father likes Mr. Baudelaire's poems. He once praised 'shine like a star in the sky'."

"I've seen his too, but Baudelaire seems to hate Mr. Hugo?"

"Haha, my father also wondered, and told me that Mr. Baudelaire's attitude is hot and cold, and he always likes to scold him bloody, but I can tell you that Mr. Baudelaire asked his father to help him. He wrote a preface to his poetry collection, and the relationship between the two may not be so bad."

"I also heard that Baudelaire owed a lot of bills during his lifetime? Did no one pursue it?"

"Uh... I don't know about this, respect the dead."

What the great writer's family knows is also limited.

A few months passed by, and Ireland entered autumn, and the leaves fell, signaling the arrival of October. Aso also cast nets to catch fish, and sent letters and newspapers to countless people. Sparkle becomes a pen pal.

Ma Shengqiu is no longer confined to the interior of the apartment. Occasionally he will go out dressed like a disfigured gentleman, using a black top hat to cover the outline of his face. He always receives pity from the ladies.Near the apartment is one of the two largest pedestrian streets in Ireland. You don’t have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation. The library inside Trinity University often attracts Aso to borrow books.

He is an oriental person, and his identity as a black household is not easy to solve. If he is not careful, he may be pinned on the head of the Japanese, so he is not in a hurry for the time being, and there is no police to trouble him.

Very simple.

He didn't look like a stowaway at all.

Ma Shengqiu is also proficient in many languages. Due to age restrictions, part of his vocabulary has been abolished, but he is good at learning and trying to figure it out, and he quickly adapted. When he is free, he and Oscar Wilde learn each other's language and accent, and have mastered different languages. Less Irish words.

The freight company in Dublin regards him as a half-teacher, and the management efficiency has been greatly improved. Moreover, Ma Shengqiu does not need money, so he teaches patiently and advises them behind the scenes. convinced the company's management.They all suspected that Ma Shengqiu was also the illegitimate child of a nobleman and a foreign woman. Because of his inconvenient appearance, he was placed in Ireland to recuperate.

Once, he expressed his liking for imported goods from the East, and the freight company stopped sending things randomly. Every time there was a new imported product, he would definitely find a way to leave a copy for him.

Whether it was tea from Guangzhou, silk from Shanghai, ivory folding fans from Fuzhou, beef jerky from Tianjin, etc., Ma Shengqiu could also get it in Ireland in [-], and gave Oscar Wilde what he didn’t need, making the The other party's greatest interest every day is to dress up beautifully, and he has become the most fashionable person in Trinity College.

Aso, who provides analysis and guidance to large companies, also chose a career for himself.

- "Investment and Management Consultant".

There is no fixed company, no trouble of meeting customers, it all depends on word of mouth among mid-to-high-end customers, and he will determine the remuneration according to the size and severity of the problem.

The biggest business he did was the German lottery company that he connected with old customers. If there is any industry in this world that is more profitable than lottery, it is basically stock speculation and gold digging. Even Ma Shengqiu would not dare He said that he would never lose money in stocks.

Well, but the lottery won't.

What he earns is the lottery company's money, and he takes it with peace of mind, and he cheats all European speculators.

He abolished the traditional lottery system, improved it from the "19 selection 6", drew the lottery every Saturday, and put the lottery lottery on the stage in advance, which greatly stimulated German lottery fans.The lottery company made a lot of money, and offered him a share of stock, but Ma Shengqiu also refused. Such quick money can be made, but if you keep earning it, you will be working for others.

By October, Aso's original capital had amassed three thousand pounds.

Food and housing were the most expensive expenses in the [-]th century. The money he saved was not enough to buy a house in a good location. The price of a four-story brick house in Merrion Square was more than [-] pounds. The house he could think about now, he temporarily snuffed out the notion of having famous people as his neighbors.

Turning his head, he went to negotiate the price of the apartment with the landlord.

Not to be outdone, Oscar Wilde earned all the scholarships from Trinity College, and then handed it over to Aso Qiuya to take care of it, successfully lying on the profit of money beget money.

October 17th, Oscar Wilde's [-]th birthday.

Ma Shengqiu also bought the apartment they rented under the name of Oscar Wilde.

Oscar Wilde was dumbfounded.

"Qiu, why do you want to buy a house when you have the money? You can do other things."

The Irish can't understand why they should buy themselves a house.

"This is a gift from me, and it is also the safe place I have gained here." Ma Shengqiu also took the initiative to open a bottle of red wine, paired with European food such as fruit salad, bread slices, sandwiches, etc. He did not cook Chinese food, In fact, there are not many Europeans who like to eat Chinese food.

The reason for eating habits makes Europeans unable to adapt to Chinese food for a long time even if they are surprised by Chinese food and enrich the taste.Also in foreign countries, there are more Europeans in Japanese restaurants than in Chinese restaurants. After all, when eating sashimi, what you eat is the deliciousness of the ingredients.

Aso’s transformation stemmed from his first visit to the Dublin Opera House, where he saw himself clearly through Oscar Wilde and the opera, and thought clearly about the issues he didn’t want to think about. He knew what he did wrong, But he still couldn't let go.The thorn that the person he loves the most has left pierced his heart, mocking him all the time, and even his resentment seemed a little pale.

Arthur Rimbaud and Paul Verlaine exchange names, what's the matter with Ma Shengqiu?

Arthur Rimbaud forgives Paul Verlaine's betrayal, but what's the matter with Ma Shengqiu?

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

Ma Shengqiu also lost his lover in despair.

Before he died, he called out the name "Lan Tang", and fell in love with Lan Tang who would never betray him weakly. Is that really pure and equal love?

He is tired.

He didn't want to delve into it.

The flower of love has withered. He survived and could not die. His gaze involuntarily looked at other literary giants. Oscar Wilde was in the stage of studying and accumulated a lot of money. George Bernard Shaw went to learn music. If he did not give up, he would not start writing. Victor Hugo is raising a child, and Arthur Rimbaud is in prison. In a sense, he is sent to experience life by himself.

There is only one meaning left for Ma Shengqiu to live: to become the patron of literary giants.

Throughout his life, he wanted to repair his broken spine, gain real respect, and let the resentment in his heart be resolved.

In that way, he might be able to pray that he can be reincarnated.

death.

It is still his ultimate wish.

At the dinner table, Oscar Wilde accepted his gift, but refused to eat the simple food, "Qiu, come to my house as a guest today, my stupid brother can't keep a secret, and after knowing that I moved the apartment, he suspected me Someone else is living together, and I want to prove to my parents—" He puffed out his chest and said reservedly, "I am a man of moral cultivation!"

Ma Shengqiu was also used to the disfigured gauze face, so he naturally pampered him on his birthday.

There was an extra outsider at the family dinner in the evening.

In the Wilde family of four, Mrs. Jane Wilde was relieved when she saw the image of Aso Qiuya. Her son did not live with a woman, and the other party could not see that she was vulgar and rude.

Mrs. Jane Wilde asked about his family's situation with a smile. Ma Shengqiu was good at making up stories, and he would tell lies, such as descendants of the Ming Dynasty, descendants of the royal family, whichever was suitable for survival in the nineteenth century.But for some reason, when he thought of those people who were vague in his memory, he couldn't say some words-names could be written indiscriminately, but parents couldn't recognize them indiscriminately.

In my previous life, it was really far away.

Ma Shengqiu also said slowly: "My surname is Wang, and my name is Qiu."

He has a gentle and jade-like aura, and he doesn't look like a black person at all. "I was born in a family of high-level intellectuals. My father is equivalent to a university professor. My mother is a gentle and kind woman. They arranged a path for me and urged me to study, but I was unwilling to be lonely and embarked on a path that was different from what they imagined..."

The parents in memory are fictionalized, with a face three points similar to her own.

They are smiling at themselves.

They are not Japanese, they have never been stained with blood in their lives, and they educate their children to obey the law and let him get nine years of compulsory education... He is a college graduate after all.

[My parents are in another world, not the mafia, no sacrifices. 】

[I am a continuation of my parents' education. 】

Ma Shengqiu is also a person who can't remember the past, but he has given himself the past.

root this kind of thing.

You have to work hard to grow back.

In order not to be looked down upon by his family, he said calmly: "In the end, I became the boss of a seafood company, running inland and overseas business."

Vengley, that's what the rumors say.

It shouldn't matter if the port mafia living near the sea in Yokohama use it.

Oscar Wilde coughed as if he was choking on soup. Mrs. Jane Wilde patted her youngest son on the back and asked the guest, "Then you came to Ireland for business?"

Ma Shengqiu also replied: "Expand new business, I am going to set up a publishing house."

The next business is the alien branch of Stewed Pigeon Publishing House.

Stewed these pigeons!

Four days later, on October [-]th, Arthur Rimbaud jumped up and down the prison, waiting for the birthday present he was thinking of.

A set of winter clothes and... red long johns.

Arthur Rimbaud was tugging on imported goods from the East, and his trousers were so ugly that it made people want to cry.

"what is this?!"

Pants made of wool don't have to be so ugly!

In contrast, the "Oriental" ink painting presented by Victor Hugo is full of artistic atmosphere. The Notre Dame Cathedral in the painting is looming, like a haunted house. Obviously, Hugo's painting skills are not good enough.

Smelling it closely, François Victor smelled for Arthur Rimbaud the familiar scent of his father when he was painting.

- coffee smell.

My father likes to sprinkle coffee on it after painting, and it is undoubtedly the latest painting.

François Victor comforted: "Don't be afraid, my birthday is also in October. You see, my father didn't send any gifts at all. I think he has forgotten about it."

Arthur Rimbaud suddenly regained his mental balance.

No matter how famous your father is, there is no birthday present!

eight days later.

Sure enough, François Victor was empty-handed, and he looked like he didn't care anymore. A man who is almost 40 years old would not be embarrassed to act like a baby to his father.

Arthur Rimbaud secretly put on the bloated long johns, and the prisoner's clothes could not conceal the thick circle of his thin legs.

With a tangled face, he endured this "fatherly love".

The winter in France is not afraid of the cold.

……

In November, Pigeon Stew Press in Ireland is established.

Business: zero.

Oscar Wilde has another identity as the president of a publishing house on his head.

This winter, Oscar Wilde gained a few pounds, was addicted to watching operas, and kept stuffing sweets in his mouth, so he stopped chasing stars.Looking at the perfect paper man every day, Oscar Wilde's aesthetics was forcibly raised to an unimaginable level by ordinary people, and he didn't even notice Ma Shengqiu's cryptic gaze when he looked at him.

"Qiu, the opera "Aida" written by Mr. Verdi will premiere in Cairo. Do you think we should go to Cairo?"

"No, Egypt is too far away, wait for the next performance next year."

Ma Shengqiu also refused.

He was moved by the extravagance of going to Cairo to see an opera in the nineteenth century.

Literature and art are his spiritual food.

He looked at the collection of Verlaine's poems in his hand without focus. When he didn't pay attention, he could evaluate calmly and objectively. Once he paid attention to the content, there were traces of Lantang's melancholy everywhere...

In the second half of [-], the French government compensated the German government and stabilized the situation.

At the end of the year.

Arthur Rimbaud is out of prison.

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