[Pride and Prejudice] Liz's Little Vest

During these three months, if you told him the ancient Chinese Tang poem "The beacon fire lasts for three months, and the family letter is worth ten thousand gold", Mr. Darcy would definitely burst into tears.

Since March, he has traveled from the port of Liverpool first to Denmark, then to Germany and the Netherlands.

By the time they crossed Belgium and wanted to go to France, continuous fighting had blocked their way.

Darcy had no choice but to reach the Alps from the rear, and his life was safe, but the letter he wrote could not be sent.

In the first week, he would spend an hour climbing the Alps alone every day, looking up at the snow on the top of the mountain, Miss Elizabeth's eyes shining like snow would always appear in front of his eyes - this was the only reason why the corners of his mouth turned up every day .

In the second week, he stopped directly on the mountainside of the Alps, looking in the direction of England.

In the third week, his daily routine remained the same, but his eyes became more determined.

Fourth week.

……

At the end of April, the foot of the Alps is full of spring, and the top of the mountain is still snow-covered.

Mr. Darcy looked at this touch of whiteness, and suddenly felt that he could not sit still like this.

It didn't matter that he was trapped here, but he didn't dare to imagine what the ending would be like if Miss Elizabeth was kept waiting like this.

Will she choose to marry someone else under the pressure of society?

Probably not, she is a proud person.

But he couldn't afford to gamble.

Therefore, Darcy decided to take a detour from the rear, passing through Austria, Germany, Denmark, and then returned to the port of Liverpool.

On June [-], at the first moment of his arrival, he sent a letter to Longbourn.

I was going to return quickly to meet Miss Elizabeth.

But when passing through London, he heard news that the battle between Emperor Napoleon and the Duke of Wellington had reached its climax, and there might be a result within a day or two.

The future of the British Empire lies in this battle.

Mr. Darcy immediately thought of Miss Elizabeth, not knowing why.

He thought of what she had said in London, at Rosings Gardens, and her devotion to millions of people in Europe.

He suddenly felt that it was time for the Darcy family to make some contributions to the society and the country with so much wealth.

When Darcy arrived at the London Stock Exchange, he saw the expressions of pain or tension on the faces of the people. Many people were even tired to the ground, blinded by heat, ragged, but full of hope.

His desire grew stronger.

Darcy decided to buy British treasury bonds, regardless of who was the winner, Emperor Napoleon or the Duke of Wellington.

Because Emperor Napoleon failed okay.If he wins, then British national debt will fall rapidly, which is bound to cause public panic.

He hoped that he could delay such a panic on his own.

After deciding, he breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past two days, people have been sending news from the front line.

Whenever the Duke of Wellington showed signs of victory, the price of British treasury bonds soared; whenever the emperor Napoleon turned his back, the price of British treasury bonds soared.

He found the right time to let traders buy in large quantities when the price of government bonds was low.

Hundreds of thousands of pounds have been invested before and after.

But the war doesn't seem to be over yet.

Mr. Darcy decisively withdraws another [-] pounds from the bank-this is the last liquid capital of the Darcy family.

On June [-]th, he asked traders to put the [-] pounds into the bond market, and decided to fight with his back.

Mr. Darcy breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the price of government bonds rise because of his capital injection.Miss Elizabeth's smiling face could not help appearing in my mind.

Is she all right at Longbourne?

He sincerely hoped that the Duke of Wellington would be victorious, England would be peaceful, and his loved ones could live in peace and joy.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Mr. Darcy's serious face.

He even felt the voice of Miss Elizabeth in his mind.

"Mr. Darcy!"

"Mr. Darcy!"

"Mr. Darcy!"

He heard the familiar voice from far to near, and couldn't help closing his eyes, trying to savor it carefully.

It suddenly occurred to him that if this investment was successful, he would immediately become one of the main creditors of the British national debt. With such capital, he had the confidence to propose to Miss Elizabeth.

But if it failed...if it failed—Darcy smiled wryly—he didn't know when he would be able to make a comeback.

Thinking of this, Darcy yearned for Elizabeth's voice in his mind even more.

"Mr. Darcy!"

"Dear Mr. Darcy!"

He felt Miss Elizabeth's voice reach his ears.

What a great feeling.

He felt someone tap his shoulder, and subconsciously opened his eyes, but Miss Elizabeth's smiling face appeared in front of him.

Are you dreaming?

"Mr. Darcy!"

But he heard her crisp voice again, and her lips moved.

Mr. Darcy rubbed his eyes and stared straight.

Heartbeat stopped for a second.

He is not dreaming.All this is true.

Without any background, Darcy felt dizzy in his brain and his heart beat rapidly.

Miss Elizabeth's vivid eyes, red lips, and tears at the corners of her eyes appeared in front of him so clearly and without warning.He wanted to hug her immediately, but felt his whole body was frozen.

"Mr. Darcy, I never expected to see you here!" Elizabeth said in surprise.

He wanted to answer, but the words stuck in his throat.

In this way, they stared at each other for a long time.At the moment when the eyes met, the noise in the background completely disappeared, and the world seemed to be just the two of them.

With his heart still beating very fast, Darcy leaned over and gently kissed Miss Elizabeth's tears.

"You were crying just now." Rubbing his lips and teeth, he said.

"I miss you very much, Mr. Darcy." Elizabeth paused and said dissatisfiedly, "I haven't received your letter for these two months."

Darcy didn't explain too much: "It seems that you haven't received the letter I sent you two days ago." He paused, not wanting to mention too much what happened in the past two months now, So he continued, "My dear Miss Elizabeth, I did not expect to see you here."

"I didn't expect that either!" Elizabeth said in surprise, "I came with Mr. Rothschild." She approached Darcy and whispered in his ear, "We are going to make a fortune."

Darcy felt itching in his earlobe, like a kitten's paw scratching, and it was transmitted directly to his heart.

"What did you vote for? Mr. Darcy, who do you think will win the battle, the Duke of Wellington or the Emperor Napoleon?"

"I don't know," said Darcy.

"Then join us!" Elizabeth blinked and looked at Mr. Rothschild beseechingly.

Mr. Rothschild thought for a moment and asked, "Mr. Darcy, how much money do you have now?"

What he is worried about is that if Darcy invests too much money, it will inevitably affect the future dominance of the Rothschild family.

"Less than a thousand pounds." Darcy said in a deep voice.

"It seems that you just want to take a small gamble." Mr. Rothschild said, "That's no problem, I can guarantee you to double it."

Darcy said nothing.

Mr. Rothschild thought he didn't believe him, so he said: "I'm [-]% sure, Mr. Darcy. It's just a thousand pounds, even if I lose it, I will return it to you intact."

He didn't have to say that, but because of the status of the Darcy family and Miss Elizabeth's relationship, he felt that it would be profitable to make friends with Mr. Darcy.

Seeing this, Elizabeth blinked, and after obtaining Mr. Rothschild's consent, she quietly introduced his strategy to Darcy.

It turned out that the Rothschild family had intelligence agents on the front line of the war, and they could guarantee that the results would be sent here as soon as possible.

But his strategy goes beyond buying or selling Treasuries before others do.

If the Duke of Wellington was victorious, he would pretend to sell a small amount of shares, creating the illusion that he already knew Britain was defeated.Then when the masses sold a large amount and the price of government bonds plummeted, he secretly bought a large amount again.

vice versa.

Darcy was silent for a long time after hearing this.

This is indeed a surefire solution.

But he doesn't regret his previous actions.

It's just—he looked at Elizabeth's beaming eyebrows with nostalgia, and decided to tell what he had done before: "I have already purchased British treasury bonds, 20 pounds."

After speaking, he closed his eyes.

"20 pounds?" Elizabeth exclaimed in a low voice, "How do you know Britain will win?"

She also knows, but she has experienced it!

"I don't know." Darcy smiled bitterly.

"So?" With these words in her mouth for a moment, Elizabeth turned her head and soon understood Mr. Darcy's intention.

Without knowing that Britain would win, Mr. Darcy resolutely bought this large amount of British treasury bonds.

I didn't expect him to have such a broad mind.

In contrast, Mr. Rothschild's wisdom and decision-making ability are not conspicuous.

Sensing Mr. Darcy's surface calm and inner surge, Elizabeth quietly held Mr. Darcy's hand.

"I believe Britain will win," she said.

Darcy didn't react at all.He was silent for a long time before he said: "Miss Elizabeth, if I lose the bet - I don't regret it, but I mean if - you wait for me for two years, can you?"

"Two years?" Elizabeth was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, "Two years without any news like this?"

"No..." Darcy panicked.

However, before he could explain, he saw Elizabeth smile and said, "Okay. I'll wait for you."

She paused, and then said: "Then you won the bet? If you win the bet, just agree to my request?"

"I promise you," said Darcy.

"Why don't you ask me what I want?"

"I will promise you anything, my dearest Elizabeth."

Elizabeth smiled, and squeezed Mr. Darcy's hand again.

At this time, Mr. Rothschild's intelligence agents arrived on the trading floor.He immediately became the focus of everyone's attention in the hall.

Mr. Rothschild looked carefully at the note in his hand, and then quickly said a word to the traders around him.

Then the people around quickly walked towards the surrounding trading halls, like tigers.

The trading hall suddenly became chaotic.

"Sell it, sell it, he sold the national debt!"

"Britain is going to lose! Everyone, sell your junk bonds!"

"No no—I just saw that he seems to have bought bonds!"

"England has won!"

"No, the Emperor Napoleon is going to London!"

The news is also a mess, true and false.

In spite of knowing that this was part of the scheme, Mr. Darcy's hands were in a cold sweat when he heard these news.

Elizabeth gently scratched his palm: "Don't be afraid."

He held his hand tightly.

In the chaotic hall, the news continued.But with all kinds of intelligence coming from all directions, the voice of the British gradually increased.

"Britain has won!"

"I actually won!"

"The Duke of Wellington has won!"

"The Battle of Waterloo is over!"

The noise gradually grew louder.

This is not just a celebration of the rise in British national debt, but also a celebration of British victory and a look at the future of the British Empire.

Mr. Darcy breathed a sigh of relief at last.

A burst of joy welled up from the bottom of my heart—in a short period of time, due to the news of the victory, the price of British national debt has doubled by twenty times.

He was finally qualified and responsible to Miss Elizabeth.

Darcy turned his face and looked at Elizabeth solemnly.

He found that Miss Elizabeth was also looking at him.

Darcy was taken aback.Then suddenly, amidst the clamor of triumph, he heard Miss Elizabeth whispering into his ear--

"My dear Mr. Darcy, you have just promised me a request, have you not?"

He nodded.

Then, the smile on the corner of Miss Elizabeth's mouth opened, and she said word by word:

"I love you, Darcy."

"Therefore, my dear Mr. Darcy, you propose to me."

(End of text)

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