[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia

He opened the letter, hoping that the gentleman who signed Bennet would write something different.

Opening this thick manuscript, he was immediately attracted by the story.

This is really unusual...

A proud, vain and inferior slum boy, picked up a wonderful thing.

A young man from the slums has fallen into poverty. As rich as he used to be, he is as destitute now.

He originally thought that he was the chosen one, dreaming of getting rich overnight.

But soon, Meimeng woke up, and he was sent to Africa in a mysterious way by the mysterious voice who claimed to be "Mr." He had to start digging, weeding, fishing like Robinson Robinson, and tried his best to survive .

At the same time, he had to try his best to deal with the landlord who came to call for the payment of the rent and all kinds of strange things during the day.

He was exhausted in Africa, and when he returned home the next day, he found a slender-boned teenager lying on his bed, covered in blood and with loose hair.

And the story just stopped at the place where he was screaming and looking at the boy lying in horror.

There is only one quilt in his house!What to do if it gets dirty!

Mercy twisted the letter paper and turned to the next one.

The unhappy protagonist was disgusted for a long time, but still kept the boy instead of throwing him out the door.

When the boy Youyou woke up, he realized that what he saved was not a child from an ordinary family, but a prince who was trying to cross the kingdom to escape the king's control and run towards freedom.

The prince was very pleased, not only promised how much money he would give the protagonist in the future, but also felt that the protagonist is a good person.

But the protagonist not only refused to agree, but also sent the angry and confused prince back to the patrol team, in exchange for a large sum of money to improve his life.

Mercy was still lost in the last sentence.

"...The current bread and the gold coins that don't exist, of course he chooses bread. He doesn't expect the reward that the prince keeps saying, and saving him is just a whim."

He scrolled down, feeling a little unfinished.

Um?there is none left?

He frantically went to get the envelope again, and it fell down.

No.

Instead, a piece of letter paper decorated with exquisite patterns fell out.

The handwriting on the letter paper is unruly, but the wording is polite and sincere.

After a rough reading, he probably thought that a squire wanted to publish this novel for a long time through their newspaper.

Mercy put the letter aside, thinking it might be of some printable value.

Although he is only an associate editor, he can still be the editor.

He took out the quill from the nearby bookshelf, bit the nib, and thought about the wording of the letter.

Bennet's house.

A week had passed since the ball, and Mrs. Bennet was still talking about Mr. Bingley.

"Jane, to be honest," said Mrs. Bennet, holding a fork with a slice of potato stuck in it, "Mr. Bingley is absolutely smitten with you!"

"Mom—" Jane blushed in embarrassment.

She has not been in touch with Mr. Bingley these days, but she has received letters from Mr. Bingley's sister one after another.

The small cards included in it are obviously carefully designed.

"Twice with his sister, once with the Lucas girl, once with Miss King, and the rest is dancing with you!" Mrs. Bennet said quite happily, "The Lucas girl is far away Not as pretty as you, and I keep sending you letters through my sister!"

It seemed to her that Jane had entered the Bingleys' house.

In fact, Caroline's letter was entirely about skirts and others with the five sisters. As a merchant's daughter, she didn't despise money like others, but she was very generous and expressed her love for the outfits they sent.

Mr. Bingley's cute little card is just included.

On the contrary, her mother kept saying that Charlotte was not good-looking and that she couldn't get married, which made Lydia a little annoyed, even though her relationship with Charlotte was very ordinary.

Not to mention that before Mr. Bingley and Jane got married, the mother began to think about such unreasonable things as the child's middle name.

Lydia chewed her own beef, and suddenly felt a little nostalgic for the fields in Africa.

I don't know if the seedlings will grow after she goes to mine.

"System," she asked vaguely, "what do you think about my seedlings?"

I don't know if Darcy helped take care of it.

Lydia glanced at her sister who had fallen in love, and then worried about her lovely green sprouts.

[Okay,] The system drank virtual watermelon juice, and the money from mining was enough for the system to drink another thousand or eight hundred cups.

[Darcy is taking care of you, but if you don't go back, I dare say Darcy won't survive the rainy season. 】

"Why?" Lydia stirred the pumpkin soup in the cup, "he should be able to?"

[He has a bit of a cold recently, and he still has a low-grade fever.] The system reminds, [I remember that having a fever is not a trivial matter now? 】

Lydia's fork clattered to the plate.

"Has he had a fever?" Lydia asked in disbelief.

Seeing that everyone turned their heads and looked over, Lydia laughed dryly, "I was wondering if Netherfield Manor would send an invitation later."

Footsteps were heard behind him, and the maid brought two letters.

"Ma'am, there is a letter from Miss Bennet, and a letter from Mr. Bennet," she handed it in the direction of the dining table, "two letters have come in, from Netherfield and London .”

Jane simply wiped her hands, pursed her lips, and took the letter from Netherfield Manor.

Mr. Bennet accepted the letter signed by him.

One second he was complaining about the bleak days after Mr. Bennet's death, and the next second he received the letter.

"Thank God," murmured Mrs. Bennet involuntarily, "we're saved."

Everyone laughed.

"Come on, Jane, come on," urged Mrs. Bennet, "it's a fine day."

Jane finished reading the letter, "Miss Bingley invited the five of us to live in the manor!"

She said excitedly.

Lydia was a little worried about Darcy, and happened to be invited by Miss Bingley, so she might be able to see how he was doing.

"Mother," Lydia asked, taking the opportunity, "can we take a carriage?"

"Of course," Mrs. Bennet agreed, and she was very excited now.

Go to Netherfield Manor for a short stay!And not alone!Yes sisters go!

"I do have some good news here," Mr. Bennet said, waving the letter in his hand and raising his eyebrows. "It's from the newspaper."

The breathing of the five people became rapid again.

Could it be that the letter about the novel came?

Pairs of eyes focused on the letter paper in Mr. Bennet's hand.

"Mr. Bennett," he read, "thank you for your letter. The story you describe in your novel is a new one for me..."

Lydia couldn't hear the following words.Her focus is entirely on the sentence "We have discussed it, and we will pay you between fifty and one hundred pounds each time during the serialization period. Enclosed is fifty pounds, thank you for participating in this call for papers "superior.

Fifty to one hundred during the serialization period, isn't that more than 500 pounds?

She counted with her fingers.

This is a medium-length novel, and it only took them a week to earn 550 pounds.

Although the newspaper that I found out is collecting manuscripts from the public, multiple submissions are prohibited for one manuscript, and the entire article must be submitted to a newspaper, there is only such a newspaper, and this behavior can be regarded as shocking.

But 550 pounds a week is 110 pounds for each sister. For a few girls, this is undoubtedly a huge sum of money.

"We made it!" screamed Mary. "Mr. Melsey invited us to London for an interview with a follow-up draft!"

She held Kitty's hand beside her, "We made it!"

Mrs. Bennet frowned, "But Miss Bingley invited you to stay at Netherfield Manor. I think you may not be able to meet the appointment date of the deputy editor-in-chief."

She became serious again for a moment, "No, you must go to Miss Bingley's invitation!"

"I don't think this is necessary, Mom, I can make an excuse in advance and come back first," Lydia said, "I think it's fine for me to go to London by myself, but Uncle Gardner just said that he missed me, and by the way, let Uncle accompany you." I'll go, it won't bother me."

Isn't this an excuse that fell from the sky!

Lydia was a little worried about Darcy, but she didn't really want to stay for too long.

She felt that it was annoying enough to endure Darcy's strange eyes, not to mention that Darcy helped her water the fields, but there was that word!

Don't say that you don't know her. At the very beginning, Lydia clearly stated that she was "Miss Bennet", but he simply denied that "those people are not good".

Pooh!There is nothing good about him!

He neither farms nor cuts wood, nor pitches a tent.

At most, they can do physical work, move things, grill a fish, and have nothing else to do.

Lydia tried her best to belittle Darcy, but she always thought of the look in his eyes when he took the wood in her hand, silently arranged everything, and put a lot of things in their handicrafts in advance. In the car, pull it away, and let Lydia follow behind shaking her hands.

Hmm... Even so, I won't forgive him!

After recovering, Lydia held Mrs. Bennet's arm and kept shaking it, blinking at Mrs. Bennet coquettishly.

The few people around persuaded and begged, and finally succeeded in persuading her.

On the other side, Darcy was lying on the bed with a fever, and beside him was Bentley who was worriedly guarding beside his bed.

He probably thought that his friend's fever was caused by his own arousal a few days ago, and he took his friend out and got caught in the rain. Even though the doctor came to make a diagnosis, Bentley was still very worried.

Now I can only pray to God, Bentley thought.

Not to mention that Darcy had looked somber and sad the other day, and as a good friend, Bingley was also worried about him.

When Darcy fell asleep drowsily, he vaguely heard him calling "Miss Bennet".

Bingli persuaded his younger sister to invite five sisters to live in the manor, but also because of luck.

Maybe Darcy's sweetheart is one of them, and when Darcy's sweetheart comes, will his illness be cured?