Guidebook for the Dark Duke

Ever since he learned about the fireworks festival, Evan has been in a state of anxiety. He has also tried to recall the description in the original book. Regarding the fireworks festival, he only vaguely remembers the heroine's There was a short conversation with the male protagonist at the conference, but the focus was completely shifted to the relationship between the male and female protagonists. There was no description of the process of holding the fireworks conference at all, so this was a visual blind spot for Evan .

In order to better complete this conference, Evan dug up some records of the previous pastor on this issue. He spent a whole day getting a general understanding of the overall process, and then he Only then did she have some confidence in her heart, and Mrs. Sanders also contributed a lot in this. Evan promised to hide this matter for the former pastor, which made her look at Evan with admiration.

No matter how anxious Evan was, the fireworks conference still came on time. This was a carnival for the entire Delanille. All the tenants put down their farm tools, and all the gentlemen and nobles put down their restraints and gathered together in Delanille On a vacant lot to the north.

Of course, gentlemen and nobles have viewing platforms with the best angles specially built for them. They hold delicate and exquisite binoculars and look at the fireworks blooming in the sky gracefully. The neck seems to be looking up at the sky.

Evan was wearing a solemn priestly uniform and stood in the center of the open space. According to the usual practice, they first prayed and thanked God for the gift, and then Evan began his opening remarks.

Evan is not the best orator, but he is the best performer. His emotional words made his speech, which was somewhat insufficient, get an unexpected response. Evan finally heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. When he announced After the fireworks conference officially started, his mission was finally completed.

Evan returned to the observation deck, and the seat reserved for him happened to be next to Mr. Johnson, the lawyer in the town. Mr. Johnson was a very gentle middle-aged man, and he was also the most standard gentleman of this era, with neat clothes Refined, tactful, and restrained in speech.

"Pastor Bruce, a perfect speech." Mr. Johnson smiled.

Evan touched the buttons on his sleeves and said a few words modestly.

Afterwards, he deliberately talked to Mr. Johnson. Mr. Johnson is not only a small town lawyer, but also a lawyer of the DeLandlea Church, who has been recognized by the church.

Evan felt that the lawyer shouldn't be ignorant of the problems with the church's accounts this time.

He talked a few words with Mr. Johnson about the lease of several lands owned by the church, and he suddenly discovered that the church had quite a lot of assets. With a lot of harvest, Evan breathed a sigh of relief, at least now he doesn't have to worry about the church's extra food.

But apart from this point, no matter how Evan tried to test him about the accounts, this good lawyer would not accept him. He would either confuse the past or talk about it. Evan felt a little curious, could this lawyer really have anything to do with this matter something related?

Evan looked Mr. Johnson up and down, and he was so perfect that he was meticulously dressed, which made him dispel the idea that Mr. Johnson might be a thief. At this time, people value their reputation very much. Mr. Johnson is not poor, and it is impossible for him to Such a small amount of money is stolen, and it is still the church's finances.

But Evan is also very sure that this Mr. Johnson knows something.

Before Evan could inquire further, Duke Wilson came.

The Duke's visit this time was not as fanfare as last time. He quietly went up to the main viewing platform. Only a few gentlemen and ladies on the main viewing platform noticed his arrival, including Evan of course.

But Evan didn't go up in a group of people like those people. He waited until those people had finished exchanging greetings before going up.

"My lord duke." Evan nodded slightly: "You are welcome."

Duke Wilson glanced at Evan, and his impatient expression suddenly became milder: "Pastor Bruce, I am very sorry to have missed your opening remarks."

Evan smiled awkwardly: "Actually, you haven't missed anything important."

Duke Wilson couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Pastor, how can you be so arrogant, I believe it won't be so bad."

Evan had never seen Duke Wilson smile before, and when he smiled at this moment, his originally indifferent face was like ice breaking through spring water, and Evan was stunned for a moment.

The Duke of Wilson probably also realized what was wrong with him, and suppressed his smile in time, he coughed a few times, and said again: "By the way, can I invite you to the Cornwall Manor tomorrow, last time you I haven't had time to thank Edward for his rescue, but please come this time."

Evan was secretly happy, it seemed that his previous behavior had worked.

"What I did was just what every person with conscience should do. Your Excellency, you don't have to be polite." No matter how anxious Evan was, he still had to put on an upright look on his face.

Sure enough, admiration flashed in Duke Wilson's eyes, and he smiled and said, "You are so humble. I can assure you that few people present could do such a heroic act like yours." A trace of disdain flashed in the Duke's eyes, Then he said: "Besides, it's not just for this matter this time, there are also other considerations. No matter what, please come."

A trace of hesitation flashed in Evan's eyes, and he finally nodded.

It was only when the Duke turned his head away that Evan's eyes showed a hint of joy that the trick had succeeded. Although Duke Wilson's three views were very problematic in the later stage, he was still very easy to get along with in the early stage. ah!

Evan spoke a few more words with the Duke, and finally even sat down beside the Duke.

The people around looked at the scene in amazement. It was a strange thing that a priest who had been here for less than two weeks was so familiar with the Duke.

At the same time that this question came out, news about Evan's rescue of Lord Edward also spread. Everyone looked at Pastor Bruce with some envy. This is really a lucky guy who got the Duke's favor so easily.

Although these people said that Evan's contribution was easy, if they really encountered this kind of problem, I'm afraid they would not be so easy.

It was already late at the end of the fireworks conference. Duke Wilson was very unusual. He actually stayed until the end. Evan sent him to the carriage and was about to bid farewell to the Duke, but unexpectedly, the Duke invited him to leave together.

This can be regarded as a pleasant surprise for Evan, he refused a little bit, and then complied with the trend.

Duke Wilson's carriage is very spacious, but the interior is very simple, calm black and gold, low-key and luxurious.

On the way from the meeting place to the pastor’s hut, Evan talked with the Duke about a lot of literary issues. God bless, although Evan was a playboy in his previous life, he did not lose what a rich second generation should learn. He didn't show his timidity in front of the Duke.

When Evan got out of the carriage, even Duke Wilson was a little surprised: "Pastor Bruce, I really didn't expect that your reading range is so wide, I thought..." Duke Wilson's tone hesitated.

Evan blinked lightly: "Do you think I only read books on religion?"

Wilson coughed in embarrassment, but Evan smiled: "Mr. Duke, you must know that even Jesus himself was a learned man. When I was in Oxford, there were not a few of my classmates who were more knowledgeable than me. .”

Coincidentally, Evan and the original pastor both graduated from Oxford University.

Duke Wilson raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You also studied at Oxford? I have never met you before."

Evan knew that this matter would arouse the Duke's idea. In the original text, Wilson missed his time in Oxford very much.

"I'm in a seminary, and I'm two grades lower than you, so you haven't seen me." Evan said with a smile.

Duke Wilson looked at Evan with a more gentle expression. If people don't know, they may regard the two of them as old friends who haven't seen for a long time. Who knows, in fact, the two of them have known each other for less than two weeks. .

Evan got out of the Duke's carriage with Duke Wilson's earnest farewell words to him, but he did not leave immediately, but stood quietly at the door of the house and watched the Duke's car go away until he could no longer see the car. Only then did he return to his hut.

Human feelings are like this, no matter how deep they are, they are accumulated bit by bit from the very beginning. Evan has indescribable feelings for Duke Wilson, so naturally he will not miss this good opportunity to be courteous in a subtle way .

Evan was really exhausted that night. Not only was he ruthlessly tortured mentally, but he also lost his money. One of his pocket watches was lost, and he never found out that it was his man. The servant Tom reminded him when he was helping him take off his clothes. Evan really didn't have the energy to worry about it. Besides, it was not a very valuable pocket watch. He waved his hand, saying no, anyway, he still has this pocket watch, and this kind of pocket watch is very popular among gentlemen in Delandrier.

Evan got up a little late the next morning, but when he just sat down at the dining table, the servant Tom ran in, his face pale as if he had seen a ghost.

"Reverend Bruce! Law... Mr. Lawrence is dead."

Evan stood up in shock, the cutlery in his hand made a screeching sound, and Mrs. Haydon couldn't help but let out a burst of protest.

"What did you say? Mr. Lawrence is dead?" Evan ignored Mrs. Haydn's complaints and said loudly.

He really couldn't believe that the arrogant Mr. Lawrence would die. He clearly remembered that Mr. Lawrence made the heroine feel uncomfortable later.

Tom's hands were shaking almost convulsively, and he stammered and replied, "It's true...it's true, Mr. Pastor, I...I just met Jimmy, Mr. Lawrence's valet, and he told me about it."

Jimmy?Evan had some doubts in his heart: "Which Mr. Lawrence are you talking about?" He frowned and asked.

Tom was a little dazed for a moment, staring blankly at Evan and muttering, "Yes...it's Mr. John Lawrence."

Hearing this name, Evan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, as long as it was the same as the final result, anyway, this Master John is also going to be cannon fodder, there is no difference between being earlier and later.

"I see." Evan quickly calmed down: "You go out and call for a carriage. In 10 minutes, I will go to Lawrence's house."

After speaking, Evan went upstairs to change clothes. John died. Tom didn't say suicide, murder or accident, but according to Evan's previous judgment on this young master, the possibility of suicide is zero, so no Murder is an accident, and the only thing that can make Tom so obsessed is murder. Jimmy must know something, otherwise he wouldn't have told his servant about it. A dark light flashed in Evan's eyes. It happened so suddenly.