Versailles Wild Rose

Almost two weeks have passed since the subcontracting incident. On the surface, everything in Fontainebleau seems to be going on as usual, but it is still a bit dark and turbulent.After the arrival of Captain Leon of the royal guard, the guarding of the palace changed from tight outside and loose inside to tight inside and outside. Aramis took advantage of dArtagnan's guarding style he was familiar with and successfully bypassed the guards They brought Philip in, so he was temporarily transferred back to Paris for punishment, which is also said in the past.

After the guard work was strengthened, the most direct thing was that the little hobbies of the nobles were hindered, and it was difficult for contraband such as hallucinogenic mushrooms to come in now.

His Royal Highness, who likes to be lively, is not here, and the formal channels for bringing in contraband without being inspected are gone. People who want to have some excitement rack their brains to figure out how to bring things in from outside the palace.

It is said that in addition to hallucinogenic mushrooms, there are other "drugs" used to enhance the pleasure in bed.

The gypsy woman who had once asserted that the Marchioness of Provence was pregnant with two boys was now the most popular person at court, and almost everyone, male and female, went to her for advice.Men buy pleasure-enhancing drugs, and women ask for the secret to having a boy.Rosalina is also not immune, keeping up with fashion trends, she finds a gypsy woman and asks her if she is pregnant with a boy or a girl.

The gypsy woman thought that the child in Rosalina's womb would be a boy, and was generously rewarded by Baron Villars.

Hey, that's a 50% chance of being right, a gypsy woman will always say what people want to hear, and she's not right, and you can't really beat her to death.

As for the pleasure-enhancing drugs, from oysters to potatoes, from peppers to hot cocoa, they are very green and there is nothing out of the ordinary.

In the spirit of research, Abigail found the gypsy woman and asked her in detail what drugs she took.

The gypsy woman was quite frank with her, "That's because there's absolutely nothing wrong with eating these things."

There is nothing wrong with it, these foods are really difficult to eat, unless you eat a few pounds of potatoes in one go, it may make your stomach hurt, but people are not fools, they will continue to eat when they are full.

Gypsy women are illiterate, but they have a wealth of knowledge. When it comes to finding a child, eat pomegranates; if you want a man to fall in love with you, you need a small bottle of cow's tears, 3 peppers, a pinch of ambergris powder Wipe each other's hair, burn the hair to ashes and mix it with pepper ambergris powder and cow's tears, or drink the mixture, or make it into a fragrant pill and wear it on the body.

Abigail thought that gypsy women are really smart. Except for ambergris powder, which is probably inedible, there should be no problem eating other things, not to mention that she is likely to use other powders instead of dragon saliva powder. Ambergris, after all, ambergris is expensive.Things like love potions are things that "have psychological effects" if you believe in them, but Abigail doesn't believe them.

Gypsy women's love potions were so popular at court that there was a wave of beauties asking for their hair.It's just that no one said they were doing it for the love potion and used up all the other excuses.

Others bribed maids to collect hair from their masters' combs.

Abigail was dumbfounded, and quickly asked the maid, "Did someone bribe you?"

The four maids were all beside her except Veronica, and they all laughed when they heard her question, "Yes, ma'am."

"None of us would do that."

"Madam's hair is very precious. Your Majesty has long said that we are not allowed to dispose of your hair at will."

Abigail felt it was a pity. "You are so stupid. You should ask them for a lot of money. My hair doesn't belong to me when it falls out."

but wait a minute

"Your Majesty took away the hair I lost every day." What kind of dark secret does this man have?

"Yes."

Abigail tried hard to recall whether Louis had worn some incense pills or the like.Ordinarily, he never believed in gypsy divination, nor did he believe in love potions.

"Did your majesty make love potion there?"

"I don't know, many people sent things anonymously." The gypsy woman shook her head.

Forget it, no matter whether Louis believes this kind of thing or not, she doesn't believe it anyway, so don't care.

Abigail left the gypsy woman for lunch at noon, and asked Anseli to accompany the gypsy woman. Anseli wondered if the hostess wanted her to ask the gypsy woman about the love potion

The little ghost from Paris, "You are so stupid, of course madam doesn't need any love potion, everyone loves her. Of course she wants you to ask about the love potion, you can ask your maid to ask the earl's servant, Let him steal some of the count's hair for you."

Ansili was very shy, "I think Madam probably meant the same thing, otherwise why did you ask me to accompany some gypsies for dinner?" Gypsies are "untouchables" in all European countries, so it's no wonder Ansili looks down on gypsies woman.It's one thing to serve gypsies, it's another to discriminate against them.

The gypsy woman calculated a friendly price for Ansili, asking her to get her sweetheart's hair as soon as possible.

After Ansili had lunch and sent the gypsy woman away, she blushed and reported to the hostess, saying that she didn't know how to get the earl's hair.

"Easy, just ask him for it. You go to him and just say I want a lock of his hair." It's not a thing at all, right? Abigail can't do some love potion magic, but this thing doesn't work either What harm, but also give Ansili a chance to directly contact Earl Penasson.She doesn't have to worry about what Penasson will think, and he probably won't refuse.

As for whether he would misunderstand Madam for making love potion for herself, what did Madam say so? Don't think too beautifully, okay?

She didn't use the gypsy woman much, and occasionally asked her to tell stories to pass the time.Life in the palace is actually very boring. Every day is to take the children to play, eat and play cards, hold a small garden party every week, and hold a dance party that lasts until 34 o'clock in the morning every weekend.

So it is not uncommon for gypsy women to be popular in boring courts.

Modern people in later generations have a fast-paced life and a variety of entertainment methods, and it is inevitable that some people will feel bored playing everything, let alone this era without computer games, mobile games, sports activities, sports competitions, concerts, nightclubs and other various entertainment activities.

In addition to horse riding, a sport that all aristocratic men must be proficient in, a ball game similar to golf in later generations was also very popular among the aristocratic class.The rules of the game are different from those of golf, but the ball is hit with a wooden pole. There is no hole on the lawn, but there are small flags or small wooden posts inserted on the ground. Triangular small flags are generally used in the court, so that the target will very eye-catching.

The number of participants in this game is not fixed. One person can play it, and a dozen people can play it. The gameplay is closer to lawn billiards, but the venue is much larger and the number of participants is also larger.

Those who can participate in the game of lawn billiards must be the king's cronies, and a game can usually kill a whole afternoon.

After arriving at the Palace of Fontainebleau, Claude became a member of the Imperial Guard, filling the vacancy in the last assassination.Compared with the guards of the ordinary royal guard, the royal guards do not have much work. Two people are on duty for one month, and the rest of the time can be spent in the palace or at home for 11 months. There is no mandatory requirement.

Claude and Great Lorraine are the guards on duty in June. They are almost inseparable from His Majesty every day, and they are together from morning to night until the king goes to bed.

The imperial guards are generally regarded as the king's confidants, not to mention that Claude is Abigail's brother, and Louis trusts Claude very much.Great Lorraine is also very convinced of Claude, and never pretends to be a senior in front of him, or proud of his family background.

Except for the annoying fact that Da Lorraine likes to teach his younger brother a lesson, there is almost nothing wrong with him. He is a good young man.

Abigail took a nap for an hour and a half and woke up refreshed.

"Ma'am, Earl Lance is here." Veronica reported in a low voice while combing her hair.

"What is he doing here?" She wondered what the child was doing.

Adrian didn't have a high sense of presence in the court. When His Royal Highness was around, he was one of His Highness's friends; after coming to Fontainebleau, he became more low-key.

Abigail suddenly remembered that Adrian hadn't been to church outside of Sunday for a long time.

She ignored this matter before because Adrian is really a very low-key boy. Speaking of which, if he hadn't written her several letters exhorting her to be kind, she might not have noticed him.The young man is reckless and naive, and discriminates against women. He thinks he is the spokesperson of God in the world. She originally hated this kind of person.

I don't like him much now.

Adrian now writes her a letter in almost two days, with different lengths, but he no longer writes chapters of the Bible to her, but he still restrains himself from preaching to her between the lines. The method has changed, and he no longer directly scolds her for being shameless .

He doesn't see her very often, and it's normal to see her occasionally, no nonsense.

Abigail got dressed and went to the drawing room.

Adrian was waiting in the living room, looking at the double portrait of the king and his wife hanging on the wall of the living room.

Rembrandt's painting style is mature and stable, and his painting speed is quite fast. Basically, he can finish a portrait of his height in two months. In the oil painting, Louis is beautiful and Abigail is beautiful. They are really a pair of gods worthy of envy companion.

Adrian looked at the young and beautiful face of the lady in the portrait, and felt a little relieved, thinking that a beautiful girl can probably do anything, and what she may do is not very socially moral, but she seems to be right, such a beautiful girl The girl will definitely be seen by the king, the king is a man, men have beautiful women, and she cannot refuse the king.

Damn, why is he the king?

A cloud of anger suddenly rose in Adrian's young heart. This anger came out of nowhere, but it kept lingering in his heart.

"Adrian." Abigail called his name kindly, "Do you want to play with me? Louis and Claude are playing ball, can you play?"

"what ball"

"I don't know how you say it in Spain, but in France it's called nine pins. You have to hit the pegs with a ball made of stone. Whoever hits the most pegs is the winner."

"Spain also has this game."

"Can you play?" Abigail walked out of the living room, and Adrian had to follow.

"Can play."

"I don't know how to play very much. Louis taught me twice, but this game requires constant practice to play well. By the way, do you have anything to do with me?"

"It's okay, I just want to see you." He felt that his answer was simply inexplicable.

"You should go to Orleans with His Royal Highness." Abigail didn't think it was strange, turned her head and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, I still don't know how your relationship with Philip is going. Can you be considered good friends?"

"Not really." Adrian said honestly, "Your Highness prefers the Knights of Lorraine, probably they can always play together."

"You should learn to play too." She noticed that he was not wearing a priest's uniform today.Come to think of it, he didn't seem to have worn a priest's uniform for a long time either.

The young boy in the aristocrat's embroidered coat was like any ordinary teenager, except that he had a pretty face.

Adrian smiled and didn't continue to answer.

"You should go back to your priestly uniform."

"Is there something wrong with what I'm wearing?" He just made a new coat, completely French.

"The priest's attire suits you very well. Coupled with your serious expression, you will be a respectable priest."

He looked hesitant.

"Don't worry, if you want to become a priest now, I can ask His Majesty to go down and speak to the Bishop."

"Not for this."

"Then why did you come to see me today?"

"It's not about becoming a priest. The dean of Notre Dame said that I can become a priest as long as I pass the assessment. It is impossible for me to fail the assessment. Ma'am." He looked confused, "I have some things I can't understand."

"What don't you understand?" What is this child struggling with?

"I don't know what I'm doing now, and I don't know if I should become a priest and continue to stick to my faith."

"Why did you come to ask me?"

"I don't know many people in France. And you, Madame, you are the smartest girl, or woman, I know."

"When you ask a question, you already have the answer in your mind. If your beliefs are strong, you won't ask others at all."

The author has something to say about ball games. ,,