[Pride and Prejudice] Rich Lady

Mr. Bennet covered his head and asked his favorite daughter, "Lizzie, what did you say?"

"Oh, nothing, Dad, I just said Mr. Jared will be visiting you at Longbourn soon."

"You really scared me, Lizzie. I just thought someone was coming to visit me to ask you to marry me." Mr. Bennet pressed his eyebrows, hoping to ease his headache.

"You think too much, Dad. I think you didn't have a good rest last night, did you take your dreams seriously?" Elizabeth joked.

Mr. Bennet waved his hands and said with a smile: "No matter who is coming to propose to you, I will not easily agree." He stretched out two fingers: "I have to make things difficult for him at least twice before I may agree to give my marriage proposal to you." Marry him baby Lizzie."

"What proposal? Who proposes? To whom?" Mrs. Bennet didn't hear clearly, but she was extremely sensitive to the word proposal.

Her husband held his throbbing forehead, "I dare say my nerves hurt more than your mother's."

Elizabeth burst out laughing, and Mr. Bennet was already answering his wife's repeated questions in a serious manner: "Mr. Dulu's house in the neighboring town, someone proposed to his daughter."

Mrs. Bennet suddenly lost interest, and she muttered: "I hate that lucky Mrs. Drew."

Elizabeth thought the parental interaction was so much fun.Mr. Dulu's family in the neighboring town is very famous, because Mrs. Dulu gave birth to seven daughters, but his family's estate is not limited to inheritance, and the girls of the Dulu family are always married soon after entering the social world. The country is a great thing.There are only four unmarried daughters left in the Drew family, the oldest of which just turned 16 last year and is only a few months older than Lizzie. Mrs. Bennet naturally thought that the fourth Miss Drew was married, and couldn't help feeling jealous stand up.

"That's not the point I want to say," Mr. Bennet said, and he was interrupted by his wife, who said, "Of course it doesn't matter. What does it have to do with us! It's a good thing for someone else, call me It's getting more and more uncomfortable, I haven't married a single daughter yet..."

"I have one more important matter, Mrs. Bennet, please listen to me?" Mr. Bennet said, "There is a guest coming to the house recently, a gentleman, and he will come to visit me."

Mrs. Bennet realized it was a stranger, otherwise Mr. Bennet would not have said: "A stranger? A stranger we don't know?"

The gentleman glanced at his daughter and said to his wife, "Yes, you don't know each other."

"Is he married?"

"No, my dear lady. To tell the truth, I don't know him very well. I only know that he is a good guy, but I can't be sure of this until I observe him after his visit."

Mrs. Bennet didn't care how Mr. Bennet met the stranger at all, she just wanted to know what she knew: "Is he rich? Is he a gentleman?"

"He has the title of a small country of 'Child's Play', but I don't think he is a gentleman. But he is rich, and he can do business." Mr. Bennet was obviously a little impatient.

"An unmarried gentleman is coming to visit!" said Mrs. Bennet cheerfully, her eyes shining brightly. "It's rich and respectable. This must be God's chance for his daughters. I think he saw the children." You guys will definitely be fascinated by the beauty of the Bennet girls and propose marriage!"

Both Mr. Bennet and Elizabeth pressed their eyebrows together, and they knew that any unmarried young man was likely to be her son-in-law in Mrs. Bennet's opinion, especially if he was reasonably rich.

"Good lady, you think too much, this is absolutely impossible!" The head of the family said forcefully: "It is impossible for Mr. Jared to marry our girl. Not a few years younger."

Elizabeth touched her nose. Mr. Jared was only 30 years old, and he was in the prime of his life. It would definitely be biased to say that he was too old.But he is indeed not a few years younger than his mother, and even if he was younger, Elizabeth would not want to develop a relationship with him outside of cooperation-neither she nor Laura's sisters had better not mess with Mr. Jared Otherwise, the stability of cooperation may be destroyed. The current triangular cooperation relationship is the strongest.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Bennet was not angry. She thought of something, touched her waist and said, "I will tell the housekeeper to prepare a bigger dinner for the next day, so that's it."

Then she added: "At least he won't come today? That would be great! I'm going into town with Lizzie today, dear Mr. Bennet, and we'll have to use a carriage, so spare us the horses for the cart." How about two horses?"

The husband couldn't keep up with the leap of thought, and after a moment's pause he replied: "Yes, I don't think I'll be right away—but what are you doing in London? Lizzie, why didn't you just tell me? What It was decided at the right time, how come I don’t know at all?”

Elizabeth stood up and said with a quick smile: "Mom will tell you, I think you also prefer to listen to what mom says, right, dad?"

Mrs. Bennet was able to hold back her words this time, and she was so full of anticipation that she wanted to silence the matter for a while in order to surprise her husband.But Mr. Bennet decided that it had something to do with what the mother and daughter said last night, but he was ashamed to say that he overheard some, but he didn't listen to all.It was very hard, and Mr. Bennet's head hurt even more.

The wife had made up her mind. She had told the housekeeper to get the carriage ready and parked it in the courtyard.She called Elizabeth in a hurry: "Lizzie, my good boy, please hurry up, we are leaving soon."

"Don't you have breakfast?" Elizabeth was also a little surprised.

Pointing to the sun outside, Mrs. Bennet urged: "It's almost eight o'clock, we have to arrive before noon! If you are hungry, there is freshly baked bread in the kitchen, you can eat two slices now .If you'll hurry, then I'd like to take you to some good food in town—your aunt recommended it, and it's delicious."

The pocket watch in Mr. Bennet's hand popped open the case, and the pointer was pointing to "7" brightly, and it was only seven o'clock.

"Excuse me, dear Mrs. Bennet, can you tell your poor husband what you are going to do?" he said.

The madam was preparing the things to bring, and she didn't care about taking care of her husband's broken emotions. She said casually, "It's nothing important. I'm going to visit my brother. Edward has a cold."

In Gardner's house near Cheapside Street in London, Uncle Gardner, who was caught by his sister's mouth, sneezed a lot. Mrs. Gardner asked worriedly: "Honey, you caught a cold, are you feeling well?" ?”

Uncle Gardner wiped his nose with a handkerchief, and shook his head inexplicably, "It's just that my nose suddenly itch, it's fine." But then he sneezed two more times, Mrs. Gardner was very worried, and Uncle was a little uncertain , "Maybe I really have a cold?"

Mrs. Gardner was so stubborn that she decided that they would not go to the store today. Several employees had experienced more than half a year, and they would not be able to handle it badly for a day.

At the same time, in Longborn, more than 20 miles away, Mr. Bennet repeated in disbelief: "Edward has a cold?"

"That's right, my dear Mr. Bennet. Edward has a cold! Of course, it's not serious, but I should visit, too, right?"

"When did you receive the letter? I have never seen the errands delivering the letter."

"It doesn't matter, the important thing is that Edward has a cold, and I'm going to see him. Lizzie knows the town, so I'll take her. That's all, good sir, please don't ask me any more, you know I'm busy now .”

In the Longborn mansion, it was rare for a husband to be rejected by his wife. He smacked his lips and wanted to say something, but there was no one in front of him.

Mr. Bennet, who always liked quietness, suddenly felt a little sad.

……

Kensington District is a famous noble district, because Kensington Palace, which is loved by the royal family, is here, so everyone calls it "Royal Kensington".

There is a large area of ​​green space here, which is quieter and more leisurely than the lively and prosperous area near the Thames River.Kensington is the embassy district, so Elizabeth can see many foreigners, and now the black-haired, black-eyed and yellow-skinned native people have also become foreigners.

The pharmacy is hidden in a small shopping street in Kensington. The neighborhood is obviously where people from the old country live in London. Elizabeth also saw beautifully dressed ladies in horse-faced skirts with wide sleeves and garters. Walking leisurely in the streets of London with two or three entourages - such a bizarre scene made Elizabeth dazzled, like watching a chaotic time travel movie.

But the calm, confident and leisurely gait and posture of all the Ming people she saw made Elizabeth's eyes warm. The motherland, which she may never have the chance to return to in this world, is well-deservedly powerful in this world.That's great.

"...Blood deficiency and weak body, susceptible to wind, cold and dampness. Pale tongue, less moss, thready and weak pulse. The treatment is suitable for nourishing blood and Qi, warming meridians and dredging collaterals..." The old doctor in the pharmacy was the typical white-bearded man in Elizabeth's heart. The image of a doctor of Chinese medicine who dropped his book bag.

The old doctor stroked his beard and talked for a while. Elizabeth was listening amusedly. She nodded slightly, which was similar to her diagnosis.

"Hey, you little girl, just nod if you understand." The old doctor laughed, pointed at Elizabeth and said.

Mrs. Bennet heard the doctor in silk clothes babbled, as if she was listening to heavenly scriptures, and couldn't help asking: "They all speak silk, and no one can speak English? What can we do?"

Just as Elizabeth was about to answer the old doctor's ridicule, she heard this elderly doctor speak in a fluent academic accent: "...Generally speaking, it's just that there were too many births before, and the lack of recuperation after the birth caused blood deficiency and Qi stagnation. It’s not a big problem, just take a few doses of medicine, but it’s only effective if your wife is happy. I’ll prescribe a prescription for you, take the medicine according to the prescription for half a month in the morning and evening; come back after half a month and change to another one Conditioning nourishing formula, this nourishing formula has mild medicinal effect and is close to dietary therapy, it can be taken for a long time, and it is very good for women."

Mrs. Bennet didn't understand half of it, she quickly said her request.They were the only ones in the consulting room, and Mrs. Bennet couldn't care less about the embarrassment because the silk countryman was still an old doctor.

The old doctor had obviously encountered many such situations, and he opened his mouth to explain: "We can only cure women's infertility, as for having a boy or a girl, it's a matter of giving birth to Guanyin, you have found the wrong person. "

Mrs. Bennet became anxious, thinking that the doctor refused to use the secret recipe easily, so she took out her purse and wanted to beg him.

Elizabeth hurriedly stopped her and said in a familiar language, "Doctor, please prescribe a prescription. My mother needs recuperation and treatment."

"Oh, you little foreigner girl can actually speak official Chinese? Amazing, amazing!" The old doctor cheered up, "This is rare, you foreigners always think our language is difficult to learn, and you have a weird accent after learning it. You are speaking authentically, and you still have a Nandu Yingtian accent."

"Since you can speak, can you write?"

Elizabeth smiled and said, "A little bit."

The old doctor got excited, took away his crazy prescription, and handed her the brush, "Write it for me to see."

Firstly, Elizabeth misses her homeland and is willing to get close to these compatriots; secondly, she also wants to make friends. She just saw that there are many things she needs in this pharmacy.Then he thought for a while, and silently came up with a nourishing formula commonly used by the Yin family in his previous life. This is a proven formula for nourishing yin and nourishing blood. It is said that it was improved by the imperial physician Gu Songyuan.

Elizabeth hasn't used a writing brush for many years, and her lower case script is so boneless that it can't even be considered neat.But the old doctor was amazed by this handwriting, he asked the young apprentice to wait outside the door: "Look, look, this foreigner girl can speak Ming Dynasty official dialect, and can write our characters! Oh, my dear!" Been in England for several years, and this is the youngest foreigner who can speak and write, and she's a girl!"

Elizabeth thought of the word "peep view", and she felt that she had really dedicated a peep view to her "natal family".

The old doctor sighed for a while, and then looked at the prescription carefully, and he was quite surprised: at first, he felt normal, and was only surprised that foreigners wrote Chinese medicine prescriptions, but the more he thought about it, the more wonderful the prescription became.

"Wonderful, wonderful!" The old doctor shook his head, paused his hand stroking his beard, and changed his address: "Little friend, where did you get this prescription? To be honest, the old man also used it in school. I have learned this kind of prescription, and because the old man is better at treating women's diseases, I have also collected many good prescriptions. I can see that this prescription has been modified by others-this modification is called applying this prescription. There are a lot of people who change the formula. The people who change the prescription must be great workers, even great doctors are not sure!"

Elizabeth claimed that she loved reading manuals after learning Ming characters from others. She often searched for them in bookstores or odd goods stores. She didn’t know where she read them, but she just remembered them.She laughed again and said, "I don't know what that means, but you said 'Tian Dong, Chinese wolfberry' when you wrote the prescription, which reminded me of it." These two medicines were on the prescription she wrote.

The old doctor shook his head and said with a smile: "This must be the prescription experience written by some expert. It is not lost, and your merchants bought it as a rare thing. Foreigners who come to our Ming Dynasty are rare to see anything. I want to see everything, and in the early years, I even made a fuss about using the lemongrass that people smoked toilets as a precious spice."

"However, the fate of your prescription is as written in the scriptures."

The author has something to say: Maybe there will be a change, and if so, it will be at six o'clock in the afternoon.