After the carriage drove past, Lei Zhe poked Baron Duncan's arm with the hilt of his sword and asked, "What is Earl Huadu doing now?"
For some reason, he didn't dare to look back at the other party's expression.
Baron Duncan looked at it with gusto, and said with a long smile: "Leizhe, you really belong! Those two heavily-makeup servants have turned ugly. But unfortunately, Earl Huadu blocked your attack with an umbrella. His reaction was Very quickly, nothing happened."
Hearing this sentence, Lei Zhe turned back quickly.
At dusk, the man was standing in the drizzle with an umbrella, his overly pale face exuded an irresistible glimmer of light in the darkness. At this moment, he was looking at this side intently, his slender eyebrows twisted together, silently describing the unhappiness in his heart.
Because of this prank, his already melancholy temperament became even more gloomy.
Finally let the other party face up to his existence, but Lei Zhe couldn't be happy at all. Seeing this gloomy face, he was even more annoyed.
"Back to Grande." In an instant, he lost all interest.
He rubbed his tightly wrinkled brows and looked back at the pale and melancholy face again, feeling a little dazed for a while.
The carriage turned around in the wide glade and drove in the direction of Grande.
Jian Qiao, who had expected the carriage to go back, was still waiting by the side of the road, and was ready to block the second wave of mud attacks with an umbrella.
But this time, Razer ordered the driver to slow down and eventually stopped beside him.
"I want to know how you recognized me?" Razer asked, sticking his head out of the car window, "In Grande, no one can wear a silk shirt as expensive as gold as casual clothes except Razer Grant. De, and Hall Grande. How do you know it's not Hall in front of you?"
Hall Grande is his big brother.
Jane Qiao didn't want to talk to this childish ghost at all. However, he carried the entire Desolate on his shoulders, a responsibility he could never shirk. He must please these great nobles in order to gain benefits for his people.
So he lowered his head slightly, and said in a soft voice: "In the distant Grande, there is a son of the sun, his pupils are as blue as a clear sky, and his hair is as bright as red gold, when you are far away When you stare at him, there is sunshine in your eyes."
He lowered his head lower and sighed: "The moment I opened the car door and saw you, I remembered this chanting, which is a legendary poem written by the bard for you. So the people standing in front of me are not you. , who else could it be?"
Lei Zhe: "..."
At this moment, the inexplicable daze, anger, and frustration accumulated in his heart all disappeared. He had often heard more grandiose compliments from others, but not once did his heart jump like a bird.
How could there be such a person as Earl of Huadu in the world? He clearly said such flattering words, but he didn't have the slightest bit of flattery and ugliness. He was too sincere and too moving, and all the unhappiness was eased in a few words.
Lei Zhe had to press his lips hard to keep himself from laughing on the spot.
"Congratulations," he said arrogantly, "you please me, so this is the end of the day."
Jane Qiao clenched the handle of the umbrella and responded gently, "Thank you for your generosity."
Obviously he was the one who was made trouble and humiliated, but because he had no power, he had to bow his head to those who humiliated him. This was Totes' law of survival.
Lei Zhe snorted, and then ordered the driver to move on.
The sound of the hooves went further and further away, and Jian Qiao, who had been bowing her head in congratulations, then straightened up and looked indifferently at the carriage that was gradually engulfed by the thick fog. He knew that this was just the beginning, and there were more difficulties and dangers ahead.
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Half an hour later, Jane Joe's carriage shuttled through the wide and tidy streets of Grande. On both sides of the street stood row upon row of luxurious castles, exquisite houses, and majestic churches... The patrolling soldiers walked through the street with torches, sending out neat and uniform messages. footsteps.
Seeing such lights and hearing such sounds in the dark night, no one will feel at ease.
If Desolate City is a romantic girl, then Grande is a solemn sage. It has maintained prosperity for hundreds of years, and its solemn atmosphere is completely unmatched by other cities.
Jian Qiao focused on observing the road, and then heaved a sigh of relief: "We don't need to change into high heels before getting off the bus."
Whoever invented high heels to keep from stepping on shit isn't a ridiculous joke.
Every city that Jane Qiao passes by lacks a sewage treatment system, and people have no toilets in their homes, so they can only excrete on the streets. Even the royal palace of Charles III had no bathrooms, and nobles living there could leave their "memorials" anywhere.
Fireplaces, flower beds, kitchens, golden shit can be found everywhere.
The legendary palace is actually a stinking farm filled with feces and urine, but it is not livestock, but a group of nobles who pride themselves on being elegant.
Thinking of this, Jian Qiao covered her nose involuntarily.
The two male servants huddled in the corner pointed to their muddy clothes, and said dumbfoundedly, "Sir, we and the street can't tell who is dirtier than the other."
Just then, the carriage stopped suddenly, and the driver turned his head and whispered, "Sir, the road ahead is blocked again!"
Jane Qiao opened the curtains and looked out, but saw several carriages parked in the middle of the road, blocking the entire street, and the maids and footmen who were dressed in gorgeous clothes kept jumping out of the carriages, busy carrying boxes after boxes. luggage.
They filed into a castle on the side of the road. The lights in the castle were lit one after another, and more servants ran out of it, lined up on both sides, and welcomed the distinguished guests who came late at night.
Jane Qiao looked up at the castle and was shocked by its solemnity, grandeur and vastness. It is like a giant beast, crawling in the night, setting off the surrounding buildings so small. The heavy iron gate, which is ten meters wide, must be pushed by four strong male servants.
On either side of the door are two male lions carved in marble. They must have come from the hands of the most skilled sculptors, and their majesty and murderous aura are unmatched by real lions. They shook their heavy manes, opened their huge mouths full of fangs, and let out a deafening roar into the sky.
It is clearly a static sculpture, but it is full of the wildness of living creatures.
Jane Qiao stared at the two lifelike lions and vaguely guessed who the castle belonged to.
The lion is the emblem of the Grande family.
At the same time, the driver replied in a low voice, "This is the Duke's Mansion."
Jane Joe nodded unsurprisingly. This ducal mansion completely filled his imagination of this era, this continent, and the supreme imperial power.
"That man is Hall Grande." The coachman continued to introduce the situation. He's a local, so he knows the city very well.
Jane Qiao looked intently, but saw a tall man jumping out of the most luxurious carriage. The torch held by the servant illuminated his face, and although this face was handsome, it was far from Lei Zhe's natural extravagance and arrogance.
His hair was brown, and his eyes were dark brown, which reduced his brilliance a bit.
He turned around and pulled out a young woman in her early twenties from the carriage.
The young woman walked very carefully step by step, holding her towering belly in one hand.
"That's Helen Grande, the youngest daughter of the Grande family. She is said to be pregnant with the king's son," said the coachman in a low voice.
Helen Grande got together with her brother-in-law, a well-known secret in the aristocratic circle. And Queen Mo An couldn't control this at all, because she was pregnant three times and had three miscarriages, and she never gave birth to a little prince for her husband.
Charles III's health was getting worse and worse, and he desperately needed an heir.
All the nobles acquiesced in the king's romance, and looked forward to the arrival of the little prince.
Under such circumstances, Helen Grande's belly is very precious. She used to be an ominous person with a dead husband, rejected by her father and ignored by her brothers and sisters, but now she is the darling of Charles III, who is likely to replace the queen in the future and become the most honorable woman in Totes.
The Duke of Grande was afraid that something might happen to her living alone outside, so he ordered his eldest son to bring her back.
"Helen and Hall are brothers and sisters of the same mother. Their mother was once the mistress of the Duke of Grande. Although the mistress is now married to the Duke, she cannot hide the fact that Helen and Hall are illegitimate children. Lord Razer The mother of Queen Moan and Queen Moan was born very noble, but her fate was tragic. She was mad at the Duke of Grande for a long time. Did you know that before being raised by the Duke of Grande, Helen and Hall's mother was just a prostitute! "
The coachman raised his chin at Hall and Helen, and said in a very disdainful tone, "Those two have the blood of prostitutes flowing in their bodies."
In this era, blood is very valued, and without pure blood, it cannot be regarded as a true aristocrat. Therefore, even the coachman can treat Hall Grande and Helen Grande with contempt.
The two servants had never heard of such a powerful family secret, and couldn't help but stunned.
Jian Qiao has long been surprised.
This kind of scandal is no different from the family struggles in ancient China. They are all favoring concubines and destroying their wives, using concubines as heirs, and fighting each other.
The so-called house fight is just that the east wind prevails over the west wind today, and the west wind prevails over the east wind tomorrow. Judging from the current situation, it seems that Lei Zhe and his sister are about to lose.
Jane Qiao touched the corner of her eyes with her fingertips, and her mood was finally less gloomy.
At this moment, Helen Grande suddenly raised her voice and asked, "Is your master the Earl of Huadu?"
She saw the Anemone Clan emblem on the carriage and recognized the origin of the caravan.
The coachman replied quickly: "Yes, we are from Desolate City."
Jian Qiao, who couldn't hide herself any longer, had to get off the carriage and greet the brothers and sisters. It stands to reason that he is an earl, and Helen is just a widow. Their status and status are very different. It is Helen who should salute him.
But Helen stood still and raised her arm, motioning Jane Joe to come and kiss the back of her hand.
Her jaw was raised high, and the word "alms" was almost engraved on her face.
Hall Grande stood with his hands behind his back, his expression even more arrogant.
Jane Qiao walked over slowly, suppressed her displeasure, and kissed the back of Helen's hand as soon as she touched the ground. Through this rough, powdered skin, he faintly smelled the stench of sweat.
People here think that water is unclean and will bring disease, so they do not bathe all the year round.
For a moment, he almost couldn't hold back the tumult in his stomach.
Helen retracted her hand and ordered, "I want the tears of an angel, you will bring it tomorrow, and I will use it to decorate my crown."
Angel's Tears is a 50-carat pale blue diamond and Desoulette's treasure. It was carved into a pear shape by craftsmen, and the whole body is crystal clear. It looks like a teardrop falling from an angel. It is holy and gorgeous. It was worth enough to buy half a Grande, yet this woman forcibly demanded this treasure in a tone of righteousness.
In her eyes, Jane Qiao's status is probably similar to that of a dog. It is a great honor for her to look down at the dog more than once.
What she wanted, Jane Qiao had to kneel on the ground, hold her hands high, give it step by step, and finally show a grateful expression.
She is a typical aristocrat who doesn't treat people like people.
Thinking of this, Jian Qiao's face was completely gloomy.
At this time, Hall Grande also spoke: "Tomorrow, you will bring the most expensive jewelry, silk cloth, and dresses in your store for my sister to choose. You also know that she needs to be in the most beautiful image. Attend the king's banquet. By the way, you can also bring your account book for me to take a look at."
Jane Joe immediately realized that Hall had regarded Grande as his territory, and the profits of the shops opened on his territory naturally belonged to him.
He asked for the account book just to see how much money he could grab. Although he was dressed as a nobleman, he acted as a robber. If the account book is really given to him, he will take away all the wealth of Desolate City, and not a single copper will be left for Jane Joe.
As for whether Jane Qiao himself and his people will starve to death because of this, sorry, that is not his business at all, and it is not within his scope of consideration at all.
Therefore, compared with these two brothers and sisters, Lei Zhe is as cute as an angel.
Jane Joe regretted it. He shouldn't have been thankful for Lei Zhe's bad situation just now.
Now, he sincerely hopes that Lei Zhe and Queen Mo An are the winners of this house fight. At least that sister and brother have a bottom line in their actions. Unlike these two sons of prostitutes, the blood flowing in their bodies exudes the stench of greed. taste.