[Zhongying] Rebirth meets a wizard

Here Sherlock tells Mr. Darcy to tie up the mouse hiding in the dark in Derbyshire.

Over there, Mycroft was in audience with Queen Victoria.

Speaking of which, McCoff has been really, really busy recently.

Although his worrying younger brother left London recently, his younger brother is engaged, so he has to do his part to get his younger brother married as soon as possible.

Otherwise, it would be too unfilial for my parents to wait like this.

The above are my comforting remarks, in fact...

Of course, it was Sherlock's explicit statement and mother's reminder. Anyway, before Sherlock was about to write a letter to trouble his brother, Mycroft's work had already been tilted towards getting his brother married successfully.

So the "British government" has been extremely busy recently, managing up and down, finding the right time, and letting people say in front of the Queen that the current financial situation is not optimistic.

It is a bit inappropriate to say that the UK's finances in the past two years have been allocated to the land and wealth of all countries in the world. It is a bit inappropriate to say that our country is poor.

But as long as you dare to speak out, the country's finances will always be short of money.

Mycroft is someone who can put what he wants to say into other people's mouths.

Inspired by Mycroft, a finance official impassionedly explained his concerns to the Queen, starting from the underground drainage system that has only started a few months this year, and talking about the increasingly turbid Thames River. The mention of the British pound made the listener feel that the financial resources needed were not cheap.

Don't mention the required expenses, and don't mention the national financial accounts, let the smelly and worried listeners cover their wallets.

Mrs. McCaw had chosen this one among the many finance officials for a reason, because of her eloquence and demagoguery ability.

No, Queen Victoria frowned when she heard this. The diligent and caring queen understands the significance of the underground drainage system. This is what she insisted on, and she also knows that the Thames has fewer fish...

Now, Britain's ruling queen finally understands the seriousness of the problem.

When a problem arises, it is necessary to find someone to find a solution.

Who to look for? Queen Victoria summoned capable officials one by one and talked to them about her concerns.

It's a pity that none of these conversations satisfied the queen, and even the prime minister didn't pay much attention to the lack of money, let alone advice.

After two days of meeting, the queen listened to nonsense for two days:

"What? Your Majesty, you said that our country will be short of money, but don't be ridiculous. If our country is short of money, is there any country that does not lack money?"

"Lack of money? Find the financial officer! How do they do things? So much wealth is given to them, and they still say it's not enough?"

"If the finances cannot support two projects, then both the underground system and pollution control can be done slowly, or we can do it one by one."

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The Queen is not satisfied with these arguments that either shirk responsibility or use procrastination, and she believes that underground drainage and Thames River governance are urgent.

Amid such frowns, the extraordinarily powerful Mycroft appeared thoughtfully.

After listening to Her Majesty's concerns and complaining about the incompetence of other officials, Mycroft proposed two sets of plans, which needed to be coordinated and carried out at the same time.

[-]. In order to save financial expenses, the underground drainage system and the governance of the Thames can be combined.

Second, in order to increase fiscal revenue, whether it is necessary to reward people who have made outstanding contributions to the country (donated a large sum of pounds) with titles.

At the same time, these two suggestions are to increase income and reduce expenditure, so that Her Majesty the Queen, who was angered by other officials, immediately cheered up, and immediately asked McCaughey to elaborate.

Mycroft has always been confident. Regarding the previous proposal of throttling, he pointed out the possibility of combining the drainage system with pollution control. After all, the pollution of the Thames River was also caused by the discharge of sewage and garbage along the way. Isn't the purpose of sewage and drainage?

Of course, there are specializations in the art field, and McCoff is responsible for proposing hypotheses, and the specific plans still need to be planned by scholars at Oxford University.

With the Queen's nod, Mycroft was much more homely when he began his second open source proposal.

"The second suggestion has my own selfishness."

This sentence made the queen look sideways.

You must know that in the eyes of the queen, the official McCoff is business-like, rigorous and selfless (maybe the queen will ask the inspector of Scotland Yard, and she will not have such a wrong evaluation!), now it is straightforward to say that it is selfish , which made the queen feel relaxed and curious.

"Mycroft, tell me what selfishness you have? Do you want to ask your family for a title by the way?"

"Your Majesty has great insight, but she is not a family member, she is my future sister-in-law. She has always wanted to dedicate most of her property to His Majesty, and she wants to do a little bit for the country. Everyone has been persuading her not to do this, Your Majesty loves the people like a child, so she would not ask the people to donate their wealth. However, I think her heart is good. Although her property is not amazingly profitable, it is the cloth and clothing that everyone needs and can be found everywhere. stores, the only advantage is that they are all over the UK.”

Mycroft said lightly, but he did not omit any details that should be pointed out, and there are also many good things and flattering words that should be said.

The queen has a keen sense of smell, and her political sensitivity is no worse than McCauf.

What does it mean to have a complete chain of fabric and clothing stores throughout the UK? Wealth is no longer the point. The key is the intelligence that each tentacles can collect and the number of people they can spread.

"The future sister-in-law? Your brother is engaged. I thought your brother was going to be a bachelor for the rest of his life."

The queen's thought in front of her was the time to squint her eyes, and she answered in a normal way, closing the distance between herself and Mycroft, looking very amiable.

"Yes, I'm engaged, but I don't want to get married. I'm also worried. My future sister-in-law is very ambitious, otherwise she wouldn't have her own career, isn't it? I think since she is determined to dedicate her career to her Come, it is also beneficial to Britain, it is also beneficial to her, and it is also beneficial to our family to finally have a new bride."

McCoff still respectfully clarified the fact that he could achieve multiple goals in one fell swoop, but he didn't specifically point out the title Lydia wanted.

The queen smiled, she seemed tempted.

"After talking for a long time, why don't you ask for the title for your future family members?"

"Yes, I beg Your Majesty to accept this heart and give him a title."

McCoff also admitted readily.

"Hahaha……"

The queen was amused by this attitude and the harvest that satisfied her, so she asked a few more questions in a relaxed manner.

"You admit it simply, yes, of course you will be rewarded for your contribution, but don't you wait for them to get married first? If they get married first, the title will be given to your brother."

"Of course Sherlock has to work hard to get the title, not relying on his wife."

Mycroft shook his head, thinking of Sherlock who was suddenly engaged some time ago, and then returned to London to tell him that he had been staring at him to help Lydia fight for the title, and felt that he owed his brother.

"Well, it seems that your brother will be held by your sister-in-law in the future. I don't care if you don't feel sorry for your brother."

The Queen shook her head. She was a little curious about Mycroft's future sister-in-law. She still knew who Sherlock was. Now that a more capable one appeared, could she not be curious?

"I don't feel bad, he chose the person himself, and he proposed to marry him, who is to blame?"

Mycroft also had a headache, being urged by his younger brother and parents, he only asked Sherlock to be trained by Lydia, how could he feel distressed.

"I know you don't favor my younger brother, so go get busy. Write me some feasible plans for both plans. I've confirmed the title of your younger brother and sister. She has a place in this honor ceremony."

The Queen waved Mycroft away and gave him a promise to write a plan and go to work.

Only then did McCoff leave, and then he just continued to work, and he had to do all the things he took care of all night...

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At the same time, in a hidden basement of Darcy Manor, there were only four people with different postures in the empty space.

The worst treated was Wickham who was tied into rice dumplings and thrown on the ground.

The best treated was Lydia who sat on the only sofa.

Standing and showing off their long legs are Sherlock and Darcy.

The weird combination of these people starts with Mr. Darcy's ineffective subordinates.

After Sherlock wrote to Mr. Darcy at the right time to let his men go to arrest people, he still stayed with Lydia, and had no intention of going to observe the private arrest situation.

Lydia wanted to know itchingly, but Sherlock had already said that she should ask Mr. Darcy first, so she had to rest for now.

However, the people sent by Mr. Darcy were really weak. Sherlock gave a clear time, place, and person, but he was still slipped away. Now the mouse ran into the shadows and disappeared again.

After Mr. Darcy trained his subordinates aggressively, he came to the big detective with a straight face.

Sherlock, who can see from Mr. Darcy's face that things are not going well, does not hide his disdain, while Lydia watches the show with relish. By Sherlock's side, she maintains a positive attitude towards the people and things in the past .

It's a pity that I didn't catch the "ex-husband" she still hates, but it's also a different pleasure to see Mr. Darcy's black face.

"Mr. Holmes, the other party is very cunning, and he slipped away accidentally. See if you can investigate and catch him elsewhere!"

After beating the grass and alarming the snake, Mr. Darcy knew that there was a mistake on his side, so his attitude was a rare low profile.

"If it's so easy, do I need to wait until today to tell you the time and place?"

Sherlock will not be merciful because of Mr. Darcy's low profile, and the mocking question is still sharp.

It seems that love has not softened Sherlock's heart, except for Lydia, he is still the great detective who is good at mocking and stabilizing hatred.

"This matter is very important. I must catch him immediately, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. Mr. Holmes, I really need your help!"

Mr. Darcy, frowning tightly, almost begged Sherlock.

However, although Sherlock has made some investigations and deduced the whereabouts of the man today, he is not a roundworm in the other party's stomach. Mr. Darcy's request is too difficult.

Sherlock was thinking in his signature pose-hands towering over his chin, and seemed to be really helping Mr. Darcy think of a solution.

When the play came to an end, Lydia couldn't wait any longer. She looked at Mr. Darcy who had been cryptic because of her existence, rolled her eyes and spoke.

"Mr. Darcy is looking for Mr. Wickham. Why doesn't Mr. Darcy know of any acquaintances he has in Derbyshire?"

Being exposed by Lydia, Mr. Darcy was surprised at first, and then looked at Sherlock angrily, thinking that Sherlock had told Lydia the inside story.

Sherlock, who was still reasoning quickly, of course didn't respond, and he didn't bother to respond.

"Sherlock didn't tell me. I have my own source of information, and I happen to know one of his acquaintances. Maybe I can guess where he is hiding..."

Lydia shook her head at an angry Mr. Darcy, then surprised him with a proposal.

"I have the conditions, I want to watch."

Mr. Darcy, who had calmed down, suddenly found that Lydia was more powerful than he thought. He knew from what she revealed, that she knew as much as he did.

She was able to open so many stores throughout the UK in three years, her ambition, connections and ability are all indispensable.

Now showing such intelligence ability, Mr. Darcy looked sideways.

"You must keep it a secret!"

It was only when Mr. Darcy opened his mouth that he realized that his voice was hoarse.

Lydia, who used the memory of her previous life to calm down Mr. Darcy, nodded in satisfaction. Look, this is the correct way to use the scumbag.

"Of course, it's about Joanna's reputation, and I'm also her friend."

After "accidentally" revealing what she knew again, Lydia caught the eyes of the two gentlemen.

Mr. Darcy was sure that he had never even told Mr. Holmes about this matter, but the lady in front of him actually knew about it?

Sherlock, who himself guessed the situation, looked at Lydia with admiration. Obviously, in the eyes of this great detective, Lydia is cute everywhere, and she is capable. There is no problem at all. If others say there is, it is Others have bad eyesight.

"Mrs. Younger, Mr. Darcy must know this man."

Lydia was looked at gently by Sherlock, and felt that she was in a beautiful mood, so she looked at Mr. Darcy and asked knowingly, planning to start to solve this trouble, and it would be best to bury Wickham in the pit.

Sherlock had also thought of this person.

"She is the person Mr. Wickham is going to see this afternoon, but it may not be easy for her to tell where Mr. Wickham is going."

Mr. Darcy, who felt that he could not keep up with the train of thought of the two men, coughed.

"I'll ask about that."

"Actually, I probably know where Mr. Wickham is hiding, but I'm just talking about it. I'm afraid Mr. Darcy won't feel at ease. I can send someone to arrest him and ask Mrs. Younger at the same time. That's...Mr. Darcy, every time Throwing money at something is too deterrent."

Lydia couldn't help complaining about Mr. Darcy who has always had only one means. He knows that he is a local tyrant, but he can't take the pound seriously. If you want to spend money, you can give it to Sherlock, or you can do it to her .

"Miss Lydia knows so much, why did she say it now?"

Mr. Darcy looked at Lydia inexplicably. He felt that the color of the sky had changed. Is this still Derbyshire, where he owns half of the land?

"Mr. Darcy is a little ungrateful for saying that. I just found out today that you are looking for Mr. Wickham, but the reason why Mr. Darcy has time to grind his teeth with me here is because he doesn't worry about Mr. Wickham's cleverness. Mouth?"

Lydia's venomous tongue was no worse than Sherlock's. The long sarcasm made Mr. Darcy's face turn blue.

"address!"

Mr. Darcy swallowed this breath with humiliation, and begged for help, so there was nothing he could do.

(Mr. Darcy, who thought he had to endure it, has no way to avoid it in the future. Hey, Lydia is Elizabeth's little sister...)

"Apple Tree Hotel, be careful, let him run away again this time, no one will find him. Besides, Mr. Wickham is very charming, be careful if there is a woman who admires him and informs him."

Lydia said something that she could never say easily before, but now she can say it jokingly, without any bitterness and regret, only a faint taste of memory.

Next is Mr. Wickham who was thrown into the basement. It is said that Mrs. Younger's side, Mr. Darcy was also watched, but the method was not so rough.

Lydia sat comfortably on the sofa alone, staring at the stunned Mr. Wickham in a daze.

This person, this is the first time Lydia has seen him since she was reborn.

Lydia might have tried to avoid all the previous meetings. Now that she saw him like this, Lydia felt that she didn't know this person anymore. Does he really look like this?

After nearly ten years of marriage, this man's appearance has been blurred in the past three or four years, and the once deep-rooted hatred for him has also turned into disgust. It is still the kind of contemptuous disgust. This man is no longer worthy of her deep emotions. To remember.

The man who had brought her pain and regret just like this changed into a younger and more handsome appearance in his hazy memory, lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

Seeing Lydia looking at the man in front of him so nicely, Sherlock coughed unwillingly, so as to get Lydia's questioning eyes, and this time he bent his lips at Lydia who was looking at him. .

Because of Sherlock's flattering smile, Lydia smiled, only Sherlock was left in her eyes, who was lying on the ground, how could she remember.

The comatose person is not counted, and the only single dog who has been abused - Mr. Darcy glanced at the two people who were no one else around, thinking of Elizabeth who had a cold face when facing him, and felt tired.