[comprehensive] superior skills

Outside the Lucas mansion, Miss Bingley, who walked off the carriage with her brother's arm, stared sourly at a pair of handsome men and beautiful women who were extremely obtrusive in front of her. What a nice house to live in, even such a small house is worth showing off!"

"You're wrong, Caroline."

Mrs. Hurst shook off her husband who could only hold wine, meat and cards with a subtle disgust expression, and stood side by side with her sister with her chin high, "As long as he still has a knight title on his head, even if he lives in The thatched cottages in the countryside are not afraid that no one will come to your door.”

Miss Bingley clenched the feather fan tightly in her hand, and put on a cold and proud expression of indifference, "I hope Sir Lukes won't put me at the same table as the butcher, otherwise I won't care if he is God or not." the obedient people."

Her gaze disapprovingly passed over the noble lady who was shouting peaceful and friendly slogans to encourage the reckless brother, just waiting to enter the venue to see if the other party would be as approachable and consistent as she claimed.

No matter how thick the stone wall is, it can't hide the lively music and laughter. As soon as Netherfield and his party entered the banquet hall, the guests who were still having fun were distracted by the most anticipated VIP in the whole dance. .

At that moment when I held my breath, I don’t know how many men stepped on the corners of their partners’ skirts because of the amazing beauty of the ladies, and I don’t know how many unmarried girls recalled the gentlemen’s family wealth that is far more enviable than their appearance. .

"Look at those horrible, greedy eyes on the opposite side!"

Miss Bingley covered half of her face with a feather fan, "If it weren't for some traces of civilization here, I almost thought I had returned to the cannibal tribe!"

Her sister said, in a sardonic tone opposite to a friendly smile: "If you have the heart, you should really warn the ignorant gentlemen, lest they be dazzled by the passionate and informal country girls like Charles."

"welcome!"

Sir Lucas, who was applauding for the cheerful dance just a moment ago, was flattered and walked over immediately when he saw the distinguished guests arriving, "Mr. Miss Pole, I did not expect to have the honor to meet you two! Please allow me to ask, is Mrs. de Bole's health as good as before? Since leaving Rosings Manor, my family and I have been thinking about it all the time. The generous and benevolent hostess prays, only hoping to repay her old man's loving care for our father and daughter with a little sincerity!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Sir Lucas!"

Song Ci looked at the lively and lovely little old man in front of him and felt very kind, "Mother's body is as healthy as we expected, I'm afraid she will be as usual when you go to Hansford Village to visit her grandson Please spend afternoon tea time with us!"

"That would be great!"

After Sir Lucas sincerely praised the distinguished guests with their own merits, he quickly asked his wife to bring over a few young children who had never seen any guests at home and briefly introduce them.

Then he led them to the best seats in the audience non-stop, trying to introduce decent neighbors to each other during the rest of the gentlemen, and of course the people who had lived in Meryton temporarily for more than half a year were indispensable. Colonel Fausto, commander of the regiment.

When the gentlemen had an intimate conversation, Song Ci took Tess to sit on a chair and admire the beautiful skirts of the girls dancing on the dance floor.

The famous name of the heir of Rosings not only made the lady of tonight extraordinarily glamorous, but also discouraged more young men who lacked courage. I am afraid that none of the people present except Mr. Bingley dared to step forward to invite her to dance.

There were a few strangers who were very itchy to Tess's pretty little face, but after a moment's hesitation, they were blocked by Mr. Thomson who couldn't see the situation clearly and lay in the middle like a wooden man.

"Sir, it is not fair for you to do so."

Song Ci sighed to Mr. Inventor, who didn't know why: "Not only did you turn a blind eye to the beautiful girl around you, but you also blocked the opportunity for others to show love to her, don't you want poor Tess to sit on the chair for nothing? A waste of time?"

Mr. Thomson's expression was a little surprised, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice this."

"But you should have noticed by now?"

Song Ci said dissatisfiedly: "In order to express the apology of a gentleman, shouldn't you invite Tess to dance?"

"Yes, it should be."

Mr. Thomson immediately stood up and saluted meticulously: "Miss Tess, may I invite you to the next dance?"

After he finished speaking, he paused and hesitated, "Or three?"

Seeing that this gentleman who is extremely sensitive to numbers actually selected the three most likely to invite a dance partner from the few young men who surrounded him just now, and used them as a basis for compensating Tess, Song Ci finally couldn't bear it. Laughed out loud.

Tess, who blushed in the sound of good-natured teasing, also greeted the gentleman in front of her with her tender eyes glued like honey, "Of course, I'd be happy to dance with you."

After trembling, Tess's courage leaked out like a deflated ball. She could only curl up on the seat with her face down, but she couldn't help but use her red ears. To pay attention to the flying notes.

Mr. Thomson obviously also noticed her abnormal state. Perhaps it was the first time he discovered that there could be such a clear change in a pure and beautiful girl because of her words and deeds. Floats away, and finally lands unconsciously on the earlobe of the dancing partner Yin Hong.

The dance wasn't over yet, but Mr. Thomson couldn't sit still.

He fiddled with the cuff buttons a little awkwardly, "In order to better show your dancing posture, I think we should stand up and walk around first, and move our jerky joints."

"Oh well."

Tess glanced back at Miss, and with her encouraging smile, she took Mr. Thomson's arm and walked into the crowd of onlookers with him.

"You must be very pleased, Miss de Boer."

Mr. Darcy, who had been standing aside and watching all this with cold eyes, suddenly said: "I really didn't expect that you are such a thoughtful and dedicated friend. In just a few days, you have personally facilitated a good relationship."

"Are you trying to say that I have inherited one of my mother's hobbies, and that I am self-taught without a teacher?"

Song Ci put down the teacup and said nonchalantly, "Mr. Darcy, if you don't mind, please sit down? Because I'm not used to talking to people with my head up."

Darcy snorted softly, and sat beside the young lady without looking sideways, "Even if that person is worthy of your heartfelt admiration?"

"If you're talking about His Majesty, I'd like to make an exception."

Cutting off the fruit pie on the plate, Song Ci muttered dubiously: "I hope I can still have the chance to meet that honorable lord when I'm not sick in my life."

"And what about your husband, where do you place him?"

Mr. Darcy shook the wine glass in his hand, trying to see some clues from the beautiful face that made people want to stop through the thin liquid.

"Friends, relatives, or friends in distress who help each other."

Song Ci tilted his head and looked at his cousin who was even stranger than Mr. Thomson, "Marriage is not a fairy tale. 'The prince and the princess get married and live happily ever after.' A kind of blessing that even a pastor would not dare to lighten before God. Promise. With all due respect, I'm afraid that the wrestling between a man and a woman really begins on the day of the marriage contract."

Especially in this era when women's rights are hardly guaranteed, if you want to avoid becoming an accessory of your husband, a decoration bearing your husband's surname, you cannot rely on truth and divine teaching alone.

"Wrestling, this is a very interesting metaphor."

Mr. Darcy put down the wine glass with a few obvious finger marks on it, got up and stretched out his hand to the dazed young lady, "I don't think you would mind helping me recover from a mistake that I should have faced squarely, 'I shouldn't have done it to the beautiful woman around me. The girl turned a blind eye.'”

"of course not."

Song Ci followed his cousin's snow-white bow tie to look at the handsome face that did not lose his arrogance, and smiled meaningfully, "As long as you don't do it knowingly, 'stop others from courting her'."

A pair of the most noble and well-matched human couples meet here like colorful butterflies and dance among the flowers. The pleasing and beautiful dance poses will not only make the parties unsatisfied and addicted to it, but also make the indecisive onlookers jealous and vent their anger on others.

"That cunning woman full of lies!"

Miss Bingley, who could barely hide her jealous face, growled in a low voice: "She kept shouting about fraternity and benevolence, but she ran to seduce Mr. Darcy when I was entangled by inferior people!"

"Calm down, my sister."

Mrs. Hurst flapped her folding fan gracefully, "If you are smart enough, you should see that this incident cannot be blamed on others. Don't tell me you are still unwilling to admit that Darcy has no place for you in Darcy's eyes. I advise you It's time for you to think carefully about the candidate for your fiancé, if you delay, I'm afraid even Mr. Thomson will be fascinated by a lowly maid."

"no way!"

Miss Bingley tensed her back, "Unless Darcy gets engaged to her, I will never give up hope! Besides, in my opinion, being able to choose a husband who has no wife in her eyes is far happier than being a wife who has no husband in her eyes! "

Mrs. Hurst tightened her fingers suddenly, and forced a smile, "I hope God will let you do it."

If Mrs. Hurst could keep her identity in mind and not act too rudely, another frustrated person at the ball could not hold back her anger.

Surrounded by a group of ladies and wives, Mrs. Bennet, with five beautiful daughters, shouted angrily: "Look how annoying that guy who can only look at people with his nostrils! And the partner who danced with him Well, since she came to Meryton everyone has said that Miss de Boer is a rare beauty, but I don't think she is any better than Jane, especially because her frail little frame is not as strong as Lydia's. Woolen cloth!"

Mrs. Bennet had been very angry about the Lucas family's ball before, although she was usually the most willing to attend the ball to let her five beautiful girls see the world, but this time it was unfortunate, because Sir Lucas was eager to please others, but forced Jane to return to Longbourne from Netherfield Gardens, interrupting her long-planned long-planned stay.

To be honest, this is only one of the three crimes that angered Mrs. Bennet. After all, she wanted to let her daughter borrow money from two rich men other than Mr. Bingley. The ball made a good connection, but it was found that no one but Netherfield's small group could expect to be in the honor of the two gentlemen, and the other two crimes that followed were not difficult to understand.

"But I hear that lady will inherit a large fortune!"

Seeing that all her friends had pricked up their ears, Mrs. Long relayed in an envious tone: "Mr. Bingley just rented Netherfield Gardens, which is far behind the Rosings Manor that Miss de Boer inherited. , not to mention that there are treasures inherited from the ancestors of the past generations."

"I am still impressed by Mr. Collins' description."

Mrs. Philip said with mixed feelings: "It's worth eight hundred pounds for a mantelpiece alone..."

The female relatives couldn't help but looked at each other, "It seems that this Miss de Boer is very suitable for Mr. Darcy who owns half of Derbyshire."

"This statement really makes people blush!"

Mrs. Bennet was extremely displeased to hear comments that were unfavorable to her daughter. "There is no £[-] mantelpiece in Jane's house, but Mr. Bingley still has a soft spot for her? Only those unreasonable snobs would use it." Wealth measures the worth of others!"

At this time, the disgruntled Mrs. Bennet forgot her family's criteria for choosing a husband, as well as her unacceptable performance of bragging about Mr. Bingley's five thousand pounds in the countryside countless times.

"mom!"

Elizabeth, who stayed by her mother's side, couldn't listen anymore, "You better keep your voice down, it's immoral to be a guest in someone else's house and judge the guests so presumptuously!"

It's a pity that before she can persuade her smug mother for Jiying's happiness, the sisters who are laughing and frolicking on the dance floor make a bigger joke.

Lydia, who walked out of the dance floor, hung limply on the arm of a red uniform, "Danny, give me something to eat, I'm so hungry!"

The girl's slightly hoarse voice is presumptuous and flamboyant, especially harsh at the silent moment at the end of the dance music.

Ji Ying, who was led out by Mr. Bingley, also noticed how inappropriate the youngest sister was, so she could only look for help to the second sister who she relied on the most.

"God! I knew she wouldn't stop dancing until the ball was over!"

Elizabeth quickly walked to the little girl to free her from the man, and said as nicely as possible: "Lydia, I think you are tired from dancing too much, why don't we sit with Mary for a while?"

"No, I've got another dance with Wickham to be complete!"

As Lydia spoke, she shouted in a voice harsher than Mrs. Bennet's: "Wickham! Where are you hiding, are you playing hide-and-seek with me?"

Her voice startled the guests on the other side of the dance floor as she wished. Mr. Darcy turned around abruptly, and quietly scanned the figures who had passed by with an unprecedented cold look, until a person with a good-looking appearance The corners of his mouth tightened when his equally handsome young man came out from behind the curtain.

"Mr. Darcy?"

Miss Bingley, who didn't want to miss the opportunity, swallowed the jealousy welling up in her throat, swayed the feather fan in the most graceful posture and smiled lightly: "How do you feel about this dance?"

Darcy's cold tone was not at all like a man who had just enjoyed a happy dance, "It sucks."

Glancing happily at her ignorant rival in love, Miss Bingley continued to entice her: "Then are you willing to do your little bit for the matter I proposed earlier, which is to guide Charles to withdraw in time from too reckless emotional investment? I think it's the right choice to put the most suitable people in the most suitable positions."

"You're right, Caroline."

Mr. Darcy paused. "It's time to put them in their places."

"Darcy!"

Mr. Bingley, who was in love, didn't know that his relatives and friends had already made a crucial decision for his own destiny. His pretty face became more and more radiant because of the attention of his lover, "You are finally willing to dance Oh, I just wanted to run over to persuade you to change your mind. You must know that you are the only man in the audience, and you look really stupid!"

"On the contrary, Bentley. I think those who like to go with the crowd are the real fools."

Mr. Darcy frowned, "As a friend, I would like to give you a piece of advice. No one at this ball is suitable for you, no matter whether it is the prettiest or the most ridiculous. You should leave quickly, and don't meet those who can attract people. People who come to people of the same class to laugh at their eyes.”

Mr. Bingley said in disbelief: "Darcy, you blessed me yesterday!"

Mr. Darcy's expression was as cold as an ice cream cup he was holding in his hand one night, "If I had been lucky enough to know the Bennett family earlier, I would definitely not have made such a stupid move."

"Look what I said, Charles."

Miss Bingley comforted her heartbroken brother pityingly, "A love that is not expected by relatives will not be happy. Think about the rumors that have been getting louder and louder recently, you are willing to let yourself be a big fish caught in the hands of countrymen Is it the stupidest and most ridiculous kind!"

Mr. Bingley struggled weakly and said: "Jiying is different from her mother, I can feel her sincerity!"

"I'm afraid you are so emotional because you drank too much alcohol, or Miss Bennet's cheap smile dazzled your eyes, and your brain is also muddled."

Mr. Darcy came to the grim conclusion, "Her smile blinds you, and behind that smile lies the bloody truth."

"Miss de Boer!"

Mr. Bingley, who was in a dilemma, accidentally saw another participant who was passively participating in the discussion trying to reduce his sense of presence, and subconsciously grabbed the life-saving floating board, "I still remember every word you once said, now Please tell me, do you think Jane has no affection for me? She likes me for the same reasons as her mother, for the property and the five thousand pounds?"

Song Ci secretly glanced at his cousin who didn't know which nerve was wrongly wired, "Mr. Bingley, do you really want to hear my opinion?"

"Yes!"

Mr. Bingley clasped his hands and said eagerly: "I can only count on you now, as long as you are willing to speak a fair word, Darcy will definitely not oppose me again!"

"Why do you have to force me to be a villain..."

Song Ci sighed helplessly, "Okay, Mr. Bingley. From a woman's point of view, no one can deny that the five thousand pounds played a decisive role between you and Miss Bennet."

Hearing such a naked analysis, Mr. Bingley suddenly became as miserable as the cream just after taking a bath, but before the pain in his chest and Miss Bingley's smile continued to spread, the lady who refused to make people happy again Added the most crucial sentence, "But I also believe that even if you were a man with an annual income of more than ten thousand pounds, for example, a gentleman like Mr. Darcy stood in front of Miss Bennet, she would still keep the bottom of her heart for you." That pure and unblemished love."

"Did you hear, Darcy! Now you will never stop me again!"

Mr. Bingley, who was up and down like he was on a roller coaster, couldn't help but excitedly said: "Thank you, Miss de Boer! I'm going to dance with Jiying, and I will never give her up to other guys again!"

"Miss de Boer!"

Unable to stop the brothers who left quickly, Miss Bingley's face became even scarier than Mr. Darcy's, "How can you say such irresponsible words?! If one day it's your turn you are forced to be relatives with a group of low-class people , will you accept it so frankly?"

"Of course!"

Song Ci raised his head slightly, and for the first time in his life showed the domineering and arrogant attitude inherited from Mrs. de Boer, "As long as it is based on the most sincere expectation of my relatives, I am willing to make all choices for him." Escort."

Miss Bingley bit her lip tremblingly, turned around and said, "Although I don't agree with your point of view, I still hope that God can bless you and never fall into such a difficult situation like me."

"Heh, this is more like a curse than a blessing."

Song Ci glanced at his calm cousin, "Do you have anything to say?"

Mr. Darcy shook his head. "You are too childish."

"that's it?"

Song Ci patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's a rare generosity. Mind if I ask too much, if it weren't for that conversation just now, would you have let Mr. Bingley leave?"

Mr. Darcy looked at his good friend who was dancing happily on the dance floor from a distance, "at least let him go back to London for a while, and don't let the short-term love go to his head."

"I don't think it matters much whether Mr. Bingley leaves or stays. The most important thing is what Jane thinks."

Song Ci's eyes also drifted to the dance floor, but it was another couple who were in love, "If she loves him and cannot leave him, she should go to London and tell him."

"This is even more childish!"

Mr. Darcy's gentle face became serious again, "It doesn't match the manners of a lady!"

It just so happened that the lonely lady also felt that what she had done tonight was enough for this serious cousin to report to Mrs. de Boer. In order to avoid being punished after the fall due to some untimely actions, she resolutely resumed her words With a cautious attitude towards life, he didn't say a word to the man around him until the end of the dance.

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