[Pride and Prejudice] Squire and Noble

Leaving Mr. Lucas's Lujiazhuang in a hurry, Isa finally set foot on the way home.

Her wine had been lying on her bed all day, and she hadn't had a chance to touch it, and it was so frustrating to her.The carriage took Mrs. Bennet, who kept talking, to the direction of Longbourne. Seeing that Isa did not respond to her, Mrs. Bennet couldn't help shaking her. You know, the former Elizabeth always She will have her own opinion, no matter whether her opinion is in her mind or not, at least it will allow her to continue the topic.

Seeing Isa looking over, Mrs. Bennet hurriedly said angrily, "Honey, did you see those two gentlemen at the ball today? They are really arrogant. I have never seen such arrogant people. The whole night, They didn't even invite any of the ladies, no matter how many ladies were walking around trying to get their attention! Oh, my God, my fragile nerves can't stand them."

Isa was a little absent-minded, "Of course, they are obviously from London, maybe they are descendants of nobles, with a self-important arrogance on their bodies, it is normal to look down on country girls."

She understood this point. When she first came to this home, she also looked down on them from a high place.In fact, just as they could not understand the reserved arrogance of the people from London, it is normal for nobles to look down on the temperament and style of rural families. In this era, these two types of individuals simply live in two different worlds.

"This is so wrong. What's wrong with the countryside? We have flowers and grass, cattle and sheep here, and it's not a thousand times better than London!" Mrs. Bennet yelled loudly.

Jane sat aside, smiling softly, "Mom, Isa doesn't mean that the countryside is bad, but that it's a habit of theirs."

Mrs. Bennett still insisted, "Anyway, I think those two gentlemen are terrible. They don't deserve the adjective gentleman. Although they are so attractive, tall and handsome, and well-dressed, they are really too good at it. Engaging in interpersonal communication, I didn't even find out their names!"

Isa is slightly embarrassed, the last sentence is the most angry part of Mrs. Bennett.

Looking at Mrs. Bennett with exaggerated limbs, Isa felt that whether it was for herself or for everyone in the family, she should j□jj□j her well.But she is her own mother, and she also has a deep love for herself, so what should she do?

Well, let's start with her five daughters, no, four daughters first.

After teaching them and adjusting the atmosphere at home, maybe Mrs. Bennett will also be influenced by it?

Isa looked at the scenery passing slowly outside the carriage, and felt that this method was really great.However, the most important thing now is her fine wine!After traveling for a while, the carriage stopped at Bennett's house, and Isa quickly got out of the carriage with her skirt in her hand, nodded slightly to the housekeeper and servants at the door, and briskly ran upstairs.

"Isa, what are you in a hurry to do?"

"Honey, I'm tired and I'm going to rest!" As Isa said, she closed her door tightly, explaining her attitude of thanking guests behind closed doors.Seeing what Mrs. Bennet wanted to say, Mr. Bennet showed a smile of "I understand" and stopped his wife's actions, "My wife, maybe you should let Isa have some time to rest. Today is her birthday."

"Okay!" Mrs. Bennet reluctantly agreed.

At this moment, Isa looked through her room with bright eyes, and finally found a beautifully packaged long box on the bookshelf.There was a pink bow ribbon on the box, Isa tore it, and opened the box with anticipation.When the box was opened, the first thing that caught the eye was a note.

——Drinking too much hurts the body, don't be greedy.

Signed in Mr. Bennett's slightly wanton English font.

Isa took the note away, her eyes were shining brightly, and finally, a wine bottle appeared in front of her, and she couldn't wait to reach out and take the wine bottle out of it.Oh, she was right. The adult gift that the father prepared for his daughter was indeed a low-alcohol red wine.It came from France, with a string of beautiful French words on it. She saw the year and place of origin clearly, and then smiled with satisfaction.

Taking the wine glass that Mr. Bennett prepared for herself, Isa was very happy.

She felt that such a good wine should be enjoyed with the comfortable wild air and watching the wonderful starry sky at night.So she endured it for several hours, and when the whole family had fallen asleep, she slipped out quietly and walked under a big tree on the hill behind Longbourn.

It was a clear day, the sky was full of stars, and the moon was soft and bright.

Facing the moonlight, Isa spread out a plaid tablecloth on the ground and sat on it leisurely.Putting down the wine glass, she pulled out the cork gracefully and skillfully, narrowing her eyes slightly and enjoying the mellow aroma of the wine at that moment.Then, she gently held the wine bottle, without concealing her previous habit at all, and gently tilted the wine bottle, slowly letting the purple-red liquid rippling in the glass.

Seeing the liquid in the transparent cup slide down from the cup wall against the moonlight, leaving traces of light color, Isa looked forward to it even more.She gracefully picked up the wine glass with her fingers and held it in front of her.She squinted her eyes, smelled the smell of red wine, and enjoyed the touch of the wine shaking in the glass.

At this moment, Yisha's heart was completely attracted by the delicious wine in front of her.

After a while, Isa gently handed the wine glass to her lips, and took a shallow sip.

The age of this wine is not very long, but the taste is already mellow enough, the slight sweetness is matched with the unique astringency of tannins, and the faint sourness that slowly sweeps away, all of which left a lasting impression on her lips Long fragrance.She thinks that there should be no feeling that makes her more satisfied and happy than this moment.

However, good times will always be broken by uninvited guests, which is a truth that has not changed for thousands of years.

"Who is enjoying the wine alone in the dead of night?"

Isa paused her hand holding the wine glass, her face froze.

Princess Isa hates being interrupted by inexplicable people when she is immersed in the pleasure of wine. This is a fact that everyone in Buckingham Palace knows.If ever there was a time when the normally gracious Princess Isa lost control, it was when she was offended by a wine tasting.

There was no light here, and the two came looking for the smell of wine, wanting to see if this village would allow them to meet a bosom friend who loves wine.They came from a distance, but they still haven't seen the figure clearly.Mr. Houston subconsciously thought it was a teenager. After all, he felt that a girl would not drink here alone in the dead of night.

Of course, if he had known that there was indeed a girl here, maybe he wouldn't have come here.Because he is often entangled by countless ladies, it is simply a big trouble for him.

Mr. Darcy didn't see it clearly at first, but after taking two steps closer, he felt the familiarity of the figure in front of him.The moonlight gently sprinkled on this leisurely land, blurring that slender figure.Darcy paused slightly and stopped.

Mr. Houston looked back subconsciously, "What's the matter, Fitzwilliam?"

"If you are the one tasting wine here, do you want to be disturbed?"

"Oh, no, I definitely don't want to." Mr. Houston shook his head, but said, "However, if this allows me to meet a bosom friend who also loves wine, like you, Fitzwilliam, then I will allow me a moment Quiet offended."

Houston raised a handsome smile, stepped forward and continued to walk over.

Isa turned her back to them, and when she heard the voice coming from afar, she never looked back, pretending not to hear.

He stopped walking forward, and Mr. Houston was very close to her now. Although she didn't look back, he saw her skirt.This turned out to be a girl? ?Mr. Houston froze for a moment, and was suddenly in a dilemma. He didn't want to get into trouble.What's more, he never thought that any woman would really know how to drink.

Seeing that he didn't persuade him, Darcy walked over silently.

In the dead of night, a girl drinking in the wild?

He felt that either this girl had some kind of conspiracy and was here waiting to attract someone's attention, or she was a decadent girl with nowhere to vent her hurt feelings.Darcy's pace stopped again, and he frowned slightly. If she turned around with tears on her face, that would be a bad situation.

Mr. Houston obviously thought of this question at this time, and suddenly felt that his actions were too abrupt.

Isa heard footsteps stopping and going behind her, and couldn't figure out what they were trying to do.

The surroundings were very quiet, and the night was gloomy, which made her suddenly a little uneasy. Could it be some gangster?

In the end, Houston still decided to step forward, after all, giving up halfway is not his style.

At this moment, Isa suddenly turned her head quickly, her guarded eyes revealed a layer of sharp and lingering anger.And when she saw the two travelers from London at the ball behind her, she was slightly taken aback, and her guarded look suddenly disappeared.

Trusted for no reason?Darcy, who caught her expression in his eyes, didn't move his eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, we were the ones who were abrupt. I really didn't expect it to be a young lady." On the one hand, Houston felt that his behavior was too bad, and on the other hand, he also felt that the other girl's behavior of drinking alone outside in the middle of the night was too frivolous. He nodded and was about to leave, but he couldn't help persuading, "Miss, although there are no people walking around here, I advise you not to drink too much, after all, wine can be intoxicating."

"Using wine to relieve sorrow is even more worrying. I think that wine should be drunk in a good mood, so as not to live up to it." Houston felt that he had said too much, so he turned around and asked, "Do you think so, Fitzwilliam ?”