Count of Monte Cristo

At five o'clock on Friday afternoon, the Count of Monte Cristo stood in front of the second-floor window of his villa, looking unclear.

His expression was hidden behind the long curtains, and his body leaned forward, almost lying on the window sill.The whole villa was quiet, and the servants moved very lightly, not daring to make a sound easily.The hands of the clock on the wall moved little by little, as if he couldn't see the anxiety in the master's heart.

Looking down from the window, you can see a dark Mediterranean climate man, he has a long beard, tall, dark complexion, thick arms, he is sitting at the entrance of the villa, sitting on a big stone, the The age of the stone has been around for a long time, so long that people don't know whether this majestic and gorgeous villa or that big stone came first, glowing with blue light.The man is sitting on the stone, smoking a long pipe, looking into the distance, he looks very leisurely on the surface.

Suddenly, the hands of the clock on the wall clicked, the count of Monte Cristo was startled, and he opened the curtains one by one, and there was a wide road downstairs.The roads on the main avenues of Paris are always beautiful and wide.

Monte Cristo narrowed his eyes, as if he heard the sound of the wheels rolling rapidly, he looked down, and a carriage appeared, but this carriage seemed to be out of control.The two horses running ahead seemed to be burning their tails, desperately running to both sides, and the carriage was already showing signs of overturning under the pulling force of the two horses!Monte Cristo's eyes were good, and he saw the coachman frightened, pulling the reins frantically, trying to control the carriage.

There was also a woman in the carriage with her head sticking out, also looking terrified, waving her hands and yelling.The coachman struggled to no avail.The two horses were about to break free from the reins, and the carriage was about to turn over on the ground!It galloped in the middle of the street, and everyone who saw it coming uttered terrified cries.

At this time, the smoking man put down his long pipe, suddenly took out the rope from nowhere and circled a running horse!His movements were so fast that no one on the road could see how he acted. Amidst the screams and exclamations of the people, he stopped a mad horse, and the other horse finally broke free from the rope. Run around on the street.

The coachman took this opportunity to jump hastily from his seat to catch another horse.The carriage escaped the fate of overturning.

The man got into the carriage and opened the curtain. A lady was slumped in the carriage with a child in her arms.All this happened in a very short period of time. The lady was trembling with fear. At this moment, the door of the villa opened, and the Count of Monte Cristo rushed out with a few servants. The child in the house was carried out, it was a little boy, his face was pale, his eyes were closed and he had passed out.

When the group arrived at the living room, the lady was lying in shock. The Count of Monte Cristo asked the servants to serve tea and towels. He said, "Madam, are you okay?"

"My boy, my boy, Edward, look how pale he looks, he must be terrified, he's still in a coma, God!" She jumped up like a mother leopard and hugged her son.

"Madame, don't worry, your child is not injured, he just fainted from fright, and he will wake up in a while, so you can relax, do you want to call a doctor?" The Count of Monte Cristo waved his hand, "Don't bother, if Ma'am, don't worry, I'll check your child, come, Jacob, go and get my small medicine bottle."

The lady held the child in tears, and she saw the man who had just subdued the Crazy Horse and rescued them come up and handed the Count of Monte Cristo a phial.Monte Cristo came up to him with the vial, opened Edmond's mouth, and dropped a drop into it.

"What are you doing?" Madam wanted to stop her.

"You don't have to worry, I won't hurt your child. This is a very powerful potion that can make your child wake up as soon as possible. Look, he has opened his eyes."

Madam saw that Edward's eyes had been opened and his mouth was moving.Seeing this situation, the terrified mother finally showed a smile, and he sincerely thanked, "Sir, thank you so much, you must tell your name, I will do my best to thank you!"

"Madame, I am very glad to save you from danger. I am ashamed that you are so polite." The Count of Monte Cristo showed a modest look, "Your driver's skills need to be improved, and now I think about it. I am still afraid. Too dangerous!"

"It would be rash of me to blame my curiosity in this matter, when all Paris knows that Mrs. Danglars has acquired two fine horses, and I should try! God, forgive me for my ignorance and stupidity! God! Bless my Edward!"

The Count of Monte Cristo showed a curious look, "Could it be that these two horses belong to Baroness Danglars?"

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"Then I will be like one of you, Ma'am, to sincerely apologize. Due to my negligence, I have caused the shock you have received today. I am really sorry!"

"Your Excellency, why do you say that?"

"Well, because I took the liberty to give these two horses to the baroness as a gift from my visit to her, I didn't expect to frighten you so much. I was so reckless."

"My God, then you must be the Count of Monte Cristo. I have heard a lot about you. Those two horses are worth fifty thousand francs! You are so generous, Monsieur Count, that everyone in Paris is talking about it." What about you? They are all eager to visit you!"

"Yes, ma'am," said the Count, "it is ashamed of you to say that. The baroness loves the horse, and I will give it to her, and what better gift than to have it for the person who loves it. What is the value of the gift?"

"I am Madame Héloise de Villefort." Madame de Villefort also introduced herself. She seemed to be very happy, completely forgetting the thrilling moment just now, "Your Excellency, your heart is so kind. Your generosity is really admirable. My husband de Villefort will be very grateful to you for saving our mother and child. Your servant is so brave, please allow me to thank him in person."

"Ma'am, you are too kind. Jacob is working for you, and he can only wish for it. There is no need for such a big thank you."

"I must thank him in person, Mr. Earl, please forgive the next frightened mother for her son's heart." She said and moved her eyes to Edmond, who was already completely healthy and curious Looking at the Chinese vase in the living room, the flowers inside have been taken out and torn to pieces.

Madame de Villefort said, "Edward, come here, come to mother, why did you take the flowers away?"

The child pouted, picked up the vase and lifted it above his head, "I like it. Mom, can I take this vase home?"

Madame de Villefort was a little embarrassed, "Good boy, are you still dizzy?" She pulled the child into her arms.

"I just like this vase, and I want that little box too! Mom, let's take it home." He then reached out to the little box on the table.There was an attitude of snatching it home if you don’t give it to me. Madame de Villefort didn’t speak. The child looked as if he had reached the end of his patience, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes became fierce, as if the next moment Let's make a fuss!

Madame de Villefort stroked Edward's back and looked at the Count of Monte Cristo with an expression of embarrassment or anticipation.The Earl smiled and said, "It's okay, since the kid likes it, take it back."

The child became happy when he heard that, and writhed in his mother's arms for a long time.

"I'm really grateful to the Earl. This child likes these beautiful decorations." She pampered Edward's head, and the child turned away impatiently, and saw the small medicine bottle on the table again.It was the potion that woke Edward up just now. Edmond immediately became interested and wanted to reach for it.

"Little friend, don't touch this thing!" Monte Cristo hurriedly stopped, "Not only are some potions not to be tasted, but even smelling them is very dangerous."

Madame Villefort's expression changed suddenly, and she held Edward's hand tightly to prevent him from moving. She also glanced at the potion with a meaningful look in her eyes, which caused the Count of Monte Cristo to show a complex look, but he quickly The cover is over.

At this time Jacob came in, Madame de Villefort was very excited, and said to Edward, "Honey, this is the person who saved our mother and child, go and thank him!"

Unexpectedly, the child just glanced at Jacob casually, then turned his head away, with a look full of disdain, "I don't want to thank you for inferior people."

Madame de Villefort reprimanded slightly, "Honey, you can't be so rude. Quick, go and thank you!" She turned to Jacob and said, "Thank you so much, you are so brave!"

The child muttered, "He's so ugly! He's just an inferior."

Madame de Villefort said helplessly, "This child is not usually so impolite, he must have been frightened today."

The Count of Monte Cristo was noncommittal.

Jacob said blankly: "Madam, you're welcome." Then he put the fruits and snacks on the table, cleaned up the small medicine bottles and tea towels on the table, and left.

Just as Monte Cristo was about to invite their mother and son to have a snack, the boy's hand had already landed on the dessert, and he picked it up and put it in his mouth.His mother kept saying, "Honey, slow down, it's all yours, be careful not to choke, poor child, you must be terrified. Be good, come and eat some more fruit."

The boy made a mess in the living room as he ate and threw it.

The Count of Monte Cristo was sitting, talking to Madame de Villefort, "I visited the Prosecutor last time, and he seems to be away often."

"Have you come to our house?"

"Yes," said Monte Cristo, "but I did not give my name, so the servants may not have reported to you."

"It's really rude," said Madame de Villefort. "I have a lot of things to do at home. I have to take care of Edward and my father-in-law. Do you know him?"

"Monsieur Noirtier Villefort? He is a wonderful man! Did the baroness speak to me?"

"And that sister who suffers from depression!" the boy interjected.

"Edward, don't talk nonsense."

"You have another daughter?"

"No, it's the child of my husband's premise. This child is not in good health and is always depressed. How I wish she could be as lively and lovely as Edward!"

"Oh. Ma'am, you must be working hard."

At this moment, the child spoke again, with the crumbs still falling from his mouth, "Ah, you are the Count of Monte Cristo, the emperor of China, and the rich man of Italy!" The boy pointed at the Count of Monte Cristo and looked at him triumphantly. his mother.

Madame de Villefort changed color, "Edward! Shut up!" The boy seemed to have never been reprimanded by his mother before, and suddenly turned upside down, spit the snacks in his mouth to the ground, and then took the vase he liked very much. It fell and shards flew everywhere.

The Count of Monte Cristo hastened to ring the bell and let the servants come up to tidy up.And Mrs. Villefort's first reaction was to quickly check whether Edward was injured, with a bad face and self-blame, "Baby, mom didn't mean it, you didn't get hurt, don't be angry with mom, be good, baby. My Edward." She kissed him several times, and then comforted him in her arms.After a while, the child didn't seem to be angry with his mother anymore, and jumped out of his mother's arms again, and began to see what other interesting things were in the living room.

Madame de Villefort's eyes were red, "Mr. Earl, I told you to read a joke. You can understand the feelings of a mother. I really don't want my child to be hurt a little. I always give him the best and make him happy every day." Happy. Edward is actually a very kind and intelligent child, he is much more sensible than other children!" She looked at Edward who was tearing the tablecloth lovingly, and every movement filled her with joy.

"Is your stepdaughter in poor health?"

Villefort showed a sad look, "Yes, she seldom comes out, depressed, always unhappy, as if we are all sorry for her, in fact, her father and grandpa love her very much, and my Edward only has me. A person really loves him. Compared with Edward, did that child really grow up in a honeypot?"

"Why do you say that, ma'am, Edward is very clever. Doesn't his father like him?"

Madame de Villefort seemed to realize that she had said too much, and quickly covered her mouth, "Look, what nonsense am I talking to you? You are so rich, no, you are so generous, how can I tell you about these unfortunate experiences? "

The Count of Monte Cristo showed concern, "Don't be so alien, a lady wants to talk about the pain in her heart, how can she refuse as a gentleman."

"Well," sighed Madame de Villefort, "you don't know that my stepdaughter doesn't like me, because she has a lot of property, which I can't bring her, and my son will share what her father originally wanted. She usually avoids me about the property I left to her, and my stepmother is embarrassed. Especially since I am only about ten years older than her, alas..." She covered her face as she spoke, and it took a while before she raised her head.

"I really didn't expect you to be in such pain, and you haven't thought of a solution?"

"I've tried many ways. I tried my best to accommodate that child, but she always couldn't understand my painstaking efforts. Even if she didn't like Edward as a younger brother, if Edward asked her to play, she would hide. I really have nothing to do Ah, my poor Edward, my dear, how will you spend the future!" Madame de Villefort held Edward again and shed tears.

The Count of Monte Cristo resisted the impatience in his heart, and said gently: "You don't have to worry about it. Prosecutor Villefort always loves his children."

"Yes, Your Excellency, I made you laugh." She let go of the impatient Edward, and looked at the decoration in the living room, and saw that there were oil paintings of animals on the walls, and some of them were dissected animals.She tentatively asked: "Your Excellency, do you have any medical skills? The bottle of potion you used just now revived my Edward very quickly."

"I used to be sick for a while, so I made up my mind to study medicine. It can be said that I have some research on pharmacology."

"Pharmacological research?" Madame de Villefort murmured, "Did you research the potion just now?"

"Yes." Monte Cristo nodded, "Madame, although the bottle of potion is very small, it is very useful, and if you use it in different ways, the consequences will be very different. For example, if you drop a drop, you can cure a disease. Two or three drops might kill someone."

"Ah! It's terrible!" Madame de Villefort turned pale, as if she had been greatly frightened.

"It's a little scary, but if you know a little about medicine, you can control it completely."

"Oh, I know," said Madame de Villefort; "go on, I am very amusing what you say."

The Count of Monte Cristo said in a serious tone: "Sometimes science is just, but sometimes science is also evil. Look at the opium alcohol of the Orientals. If you just taste it, it is a delicious enjoyment. If it is too much, it is a life-threatening The devil, will bring you to the abyss of hell. I have also heard of some pharmacologists who make drugs according to their preferences into the tools of his revenge."

"Oh, Your Excellency! What you said is really like the plot in "Arabian Nights." A strange spark flashed in the mother's eyes. "Aren't these people pharmacologists who kill people so they won't be discovered?"

"If it's done very cleverly and naturally, how can it be discovered? It's impossible." The Count of Monte Cristo retorted, "For example, there is a medicine that makes people cough after taking it, but they won't die. Inflammation, and if the treating doctor is a little more sloppy, it may develop into a more serious disease, and it may be fatal."

"You're right to say that, but the probability of such a thing happening is very small. You can't guarantee that his cough will definitely cause inflammation of the trachea. If you can't do this step, then it won't happen later."

Yes, madam, I cannot refute your statement, but I can tell you a story.This pharmacologist has a wonderful garden full of vegetables.He chose a cabbage.Then he watered the cabbage with water for three days in a row. By the second day, the cabbage began to turn yellow.So he cut it off.In the eyes of others, its appearance is very sound, and it seems to be suitable for serving the table.He fed it to a rabbit, and the rabbit died.When the rabbit died, he had his cook gut it out, and throw it on the rubbish-heap, where a hen pecked at the guts, and got sick too. The sky is also dead.Then there was a vulture, and this bird came down and grabbed the dead chicken, and carried it to a rock, where it ate its prey.The vulture died three days later in the pond, and the pike, eels, and carp devoured the vulture.So these pike, eels, and carps are the fourth round of poisoning. Oh, if one of them is on your table the next day, then your guests will be poisoned in the fifth round. After eight to ten days, they will be poisoned. They will die from gastrointestinal pain or pyloric ulceration.And doctors and judges can't detect anything at all. "

Madame de Villefort listened silently, and Monte Cristo continued: "Maybe he can make some potions, so that people will have the symptoms of apoplexy after drinking them."

"Lord! This is terrible." She lowered her head and stirred her fingers, as if trying to suppress the evil thoughts in her heart. "Such a crime must disturb one's conscience, and absolutely cannot escape God's punishment!"

"Haha..." The Count of Monte Cristo laughed, "Madame, you have such a pure mind that you won't understand those evil people!"

"You are such a rhetorician that I cannot convince you," said Madame de Villefort. "Then what is the effect of the potion you have just given? Is it a tranquilizer?"

"Yes, I use it a lot and hope I get a good night's sleep."

Madame de Villefort showed a strange look, as if she had been relieved and made a major decision, she said to the Count of Monte Cristo: "Then you must have slept well, I have a kind request, you have I don’t know, I am very nervous, I often wake up in the middle of the night, and I am afraid that I will pass out one day, can I take the liberty of giving me some of your medicine, and it would be even better if you can share the prescription with me, you Knowing that insomnia is a long-term event, I can't bother you and me every time. And this kind of tranquilizer is hard to find in Paris, so I can only use some strong peppermint and Hoffmann's potion, these The potion made my headache worse."

Monte Cristo rang the bell, and Jacob came up again, and he handed Villefort the vial.

"Ma'am, you must remember that a small amount is the best medicine, and a large amount of stool is a reminder.

Five or six drops make people go to God, and the most terrible thing is that if it is poured into a glass of wine, it will not affect the smell of the wine at all.I will say no more, Madame, it really seems that I am trying to persuade you. "

"Thank you so much! Your Excellency, you have really helped me a lot."

"Mom! Let's go home, let's go home!" Edward suddenly shouted!

Villefort took the opportunity to say: "I have been bothering you for so long, Monsieur Earl, I will have my husband come to thank you someday."

"You are very kind ma'am. It was a pleasure chatting with you. I will see you out."