Grasp the farming script in the famous book

This is a grand wedding, which is rare.

The bride has invited a large number of local relatives and friends, while the groom has made friends with a large group of high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen not long after he arrived in the southern United States.

At the same time, Ruide appeared at the wedding scene as the guest of honor invited by both parties.

His presence was notable for his imposing appearance and tailored coat jacket.His coat was meticulously ironed and trimmed with dark blue satin, and the brass buttons on the cuffs were polished and gleamed.

Rumors circulated that he was a wealthy, powerful speculator, while relatives and friends from Charleston told everyone that he was notorious.

Roland secretly looked at the man beside her, wondering how he would react to these rumors.

Ruide graciously brought her a glass of champagne, took her arm and said, "Ma'am, don't you feel bored indoors? Let me go out for a walk with you."

Roland deliberately joked with him: "No, I don't feel bored!"

Ruide was startled, turned his head to look at her, just met her emerald eyes, and saw the faint smile in her eyes.

Rhett suddenly showed an innocent face:

"Madame, you are not treated much better than I am in this big house. I am doing this for your sake..."

He intentionally took Roland's arm, quietly came behind Mrs. Elsing, stopped not far from her, and let Roland hide behind him and listen.

Mrs. Elsing was explaining bitterly to her two relatives: "... yes, one person, running a restaurant... a lot of people came to cheer... I heard she still sells liquor..."

Roland could only hear some intermittent comments, and in her opinion, these comments were all positive and positive, but she didn't understand why Mrs. Elsing and the relatives opposite her showed a look of bitterness and hatred , it seems that with such a relative as her, everyone's reputation has been implicated.

"They will never understand you, just as you will never understand them."

Rhett whispered in her ear.

"So, ma'am, can I take you out into the garden for some fresh air now?"

Roland nodded depressedly: She originally wanted to laugh at the other party, but was laughed at by the other party.

They entered a vast Spanish-style garden with tall palms and fiery pomegranates.The gurgling sound of the fountain immediately silenced the courtyard, reducing the noise of the wedding scene to the background sound.

According to Bai Ruide, this garden needs at least three gardeners to take care of it.

"If you knew Mr. Rhodes before Wei Yingdi, maybe you are here to order today to replace all the flowers and plants in the garden and plant your favorite dahlias, carnations and irises."

Roland replied awkwardly and helplessly: "Mr. Bai, you think too highly of me."

"No, that's not my opinion. I'm just helping some people in that room to speak out. Don't you see, Scarlett, the way everyone looked when you stepped into this house today—"

Roland was indeed dressed very beautifully today, wearing a green taffeta skirt with a back support, and the satin was folded on the back support to create intricate patterns of roses or peonies.She wore a white pearl brooch which Mrs. Munro had lent her own.

When she walked into the wedding scene earlier, other people's reactions were acceptable, but the groom, Mr. Rhodes, was able to perform what is called "a bright spot".He complimented her beauty eagerly, and kissed her hand regretfully.

Wei Yingdi looked indifferent, she should have expected this kind of scene long ago.

But the other women in the hall generally showed hostility, as if they all felt that they should stand by Indy's side and defend the marriage together.

Perhaps that was why Mrs. Elsing worked so hard to spread her gossip.

As if he heard the sigh in her heart, Ruide suddenly turned his face and looked at her seriously: "But I think you also understand that hostility, like praise, is a recognition and affirmation of your strength."

"They're all afraid of you, my invincible Scarlett."

Roland shook his head: "I don't care."

She cares more about what the audience outside the plane thinks of her.

Rhett immediately shook his head: "I don't care either."

"But do you remember my festivities with those Charlestonians?"

Roland shook his head, with a sincere expression on his face, indicating that she knew nothing about Rhett's "black history".

He laughed again when he heard it: "Oh, Scarlett, you cunning little thing. You can show your hypocrisy so touchingly..."

Roland: "Wait... I remember."

Rhett: ...

Roland did remember, she had seen "Memory Killing" about this episode, but she just watched a lot of content stacked together, and she didn't pay attention at first.

Rhett was also a ridiculous person when he was young?

From the perspective of the time, it may indeed be absurd.

He once went out with a young maiden in a buggy, and then the buggy broke down, and they got lost in the woods, and were alone all night.

But he refused to marry the lady, for which he fought a duel with the lady's brother and killed him.He was no longer tolerated by the little society of Charleston.

It seems that he was expelled from his studies at West Point Military Academy because of this incident.

However, let alone this kind of behavior in the 22nd century, even if it is placed in this plane, it is not so bad.

After the war, the strict moral requirements were relieved, and things like "reputation" seemed to be less important than "survival".Widow remarriage abounds, and out-of-wedlocks like Amy Slattery can still hold their heads up if they have the money.

"If her brother can live to this day, I don't know if he will regret fighting with me."

Rhett raised his head and looked at a big palm tree covering the sky above them.

"The world is changing very quickly. As long as I was born more than ten years later, I would not have to be expelled by this system."

Roland lowered his head, chewing these words carefully in his heart.

Rhett knew that his hatred was never against any specific person. He knew that it was the dying system that ruined his future.

But if he hadn't resisted at that time, hadn't refused to marry the girl who went out with him in the carriage, he might have ruined his life, letting himself live a life of conformity, Frank Kennedy, and Ashley Wilhelm ...

"But then again, if I had been born more than ten years late, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to stand on the sidelines and see how ridiculous the system that expelled me is."

Yes, Roland thought: If Rhett was born more than ten years later, he might be like the last batch of volunteers who went to the battlefield when he was ignorant and ignorant in his teens. Concept, only know how to follow others, blindly went to the battlefield.

"Scarlett, I feel lucky to have met you."

Rhett looked down, his dark eyes continuing to study her, her tiny shadow reflected.

"Because I don't like this system either?" Roland asked curiously.

From this point of view, the two of them are indeed very similar, both of them refuse to follow the rules, and both are notorious.

"Because you're not part of the system either. I'm honored to feel like I've found a like-minded companion."

Roland's heart skipped a beat.

——What's the situation?

Could it be that Ruide saw that she was a "player", and a "player" who changed her core halfway?

"You are brave. You act according to your own preferences. You can withdraw from the system without hesitation. You care more about your own inner feelings. Other people's praise and criticism have no effect on you...I think you have always been very clear what you want."

Roland secretly breathed a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes, and thought: You are indeed very lucky.

Because the person standing in front of Rhett now is her, not the real "Scarlett Scarlett" in the original book.In the original book, what Scarlett Scarlett really wanted was Wei Xili... If Rhett knew this, he would be disappointed.

"So, the two of us who are not tolerated by the 'system' sneaked out into the garden outside to enjoy the wind while everyone else was drinking champagne at the wedding scene, and avoided the system's attacks on us, right?" Roland asked back .

Rhett laughed again.

It was obvious that he was the one who laughed when he was with her.When he laughed, the corners of his mouth turned up, and a pair of black eyes shone like black gemstones.

"Miss Scarlett," he said, taking her hand and kissing it, "you're a magnanimous person, and you're out of the system and you can live with the old system."

"As for me, because of my vanity, I still often want to go back to that system, earn my own reputation back a little, and then mock them loudly, and turn around and leave."

"I don't know if you are willing to be a spectator, or an accomplice, go out with me, and mock this self-righteous world?"

Roland reached out and took his arm, and asked, "Is it like a knight holding a spear and going to fight the windmill?"

When Ruide heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

"If you want, you can see..."

The footsteps fade away, and New Orleans District Inspector Philip Robial steps out from behind a palm tree.

Unfortunately, he overheard all the conversations of the young couple.

As a guest invited by the groom, he had been invited to sit at the top of the table before, surrounded by the fragrance of clothes and the shadows of the temples and cups of wine.A cheerful live band is playing and the buzz of people talking to each other is endless.

But what made him start to feel so suffocated that he had to leave his seat and come out into the garden to breathe?

Yes, those Charlestonians.

The people of Charleston kept berating a guy named Rhett for misbehavior.They drove him out of Charleston many years ago, but now they see him climbing back into high society like a dog-you can imagine how angry the people of Charleston are.

Charleston...

It has been more than 20 years.

Philip raised his head, closed his eyes, and there was a small seaside town in front of him, with rows of houses built along the hillside, bougainvilleas and oleanders that opened up to the sun... The walls painted pure white would slow down on rainy days. Slowly climb up a layer of moss and turn into light green.

The blooming girl rushed towards herself: "Philip, Philip——"

"Ellen—"

Philip closed his eyes, he couldn't bear to let this illusion disappear from his eyes.

But he immediately opened his eyes in a cold sweat, because in his hallucination, the image of a young girl in her prime instantly became a noble and stern lady—Ellen's mother.

"Philip, since you are of bad conduct, you must leave Charleston at once!"

She spoke impersonally.

"...Leave, leave Ellen." Her voice became such an echo when it fell into his ears.

He was forced to leave his 15-year-old cousin Ellen.

Ellen's mother, Solange Robial, who was a well-known beauty in Charleston and married three times in total, could not allow him to marry his daughter.

He followed his family and came to New Orleans.

He sent Ellen back all the things about him around him, and forged an "obituary" that he died in a bar fight in New Orleans, and sent it to relatives and friends in Charleston.

He didn't actually die, he turned around and went west—as long as he died in Ellen's heart, that's enough.

Ellen would slowly forget about him, marry another man who adored her, bear him children, take care of the house, and gradually Ellen would have children and grandchildren... and he would remain alone.

When he returned to New Orleans 20 years later, no one here could remember him.

"Robial, oh, sir, your surname is a distinguished family in Charleston. Are you related to them?"

Philip didn't dare to inquire about the news of Robial's family at all. He was afraid that he would die of a broken heart after hearing that Ellen was happy now.

But there was always Ellen before him--yes, the young lady at the New Orleans Bureau of Local Affairs, and he didn't seem to have had a good night's sleep since she appeared.

He dreamed of Ellen again and again, dreaming that she cried all night holding the "relic" he sent back, and then turned around and agreed to another person's marriage proposal the next day.

He felt that there was nothing wrong with him. He was expelled from a system, but he let his loved ones stay in this system and live well.

Even when he turned around and returned after 20 years, he was slowly returning to the system, being absorbed and melted by the system.

After recognizing the sliver of his southern accent that he still retained, peers and local dignitaries began courting him, introducing him to friends and inviting him to ceremonies.The northerners spared no effort to win him over, promised him various benefits, and asked him to be loyal to the federal government.

But today, in the midst of boredom, he left the table and took a walk in the garden, but he heard a man and a woman talking about the "system".

One of the men was Rhett who was expelled from Charleston just like Philip was back then.He didn't care, and even boasted that he was moved and proud of his actions back then.

Philip put his head out from behind the palm tree without saying a word, and saw the young lady.Tears immediately filled his eyes, and he seemed to see Ellen again when he was young.

He retreated behind the tree and listened intently to their conversation, determined to take every word she said into his head.But I heard them talking about not caring about the old system, and even laughing at it when they broke away from it.

Philip kept thinking in silence—if he had had the courage of these young people back then, if Ellen had agreed to leave with him back then...

Finally, the two of them joined hands and went back to the "old system" with their heads raised.

Philip walked up and down under the big palm trees in the garden for a long time before he could completely calm himself down.

When he returned to the wedding scene, the man and woman left just as they walked side by side, and the man held a child in his hand. They looked like a happy family - Philip had to admit, how right it was A pair, more than the newlyweds standing on the altar before.

"Oh, Monsieur Robial,"

A newly-acquainted wife was uncontrollably excited, pressing her chest with one hand, while shaking her fan desperately with the other.

"It's unbelievable. The one who left just now turned out to be Ellen Robial's own daughter..."

"You, what did you say?"

asked Philip in a trembling voice, feeling that the buttons at the collar were too tight for him to breathe.

"I'm talking about Mrs. Han who just went out. She is the eldest daughter of Ellen Robial."

"Ellen Robial of Charleston."

The speaker was apparently a wedding guest from Charleston.

"If Ellen is alive and sees her daughter like this..."

"Such disrespectful, arrogant, and uneducated, if Ellen is alive..."

Philip's attention was all on the first sentence: "Ellen...Ellen Robial, no...not alive...?"

"Well, you know, the last period of the war, typhoid fever, lack of medical treatment..."

Philip couldn't hear anything else, his ears were full of buzzing.

Ellen's daughter... the dead Ellen...

Philip felt he could not breathe, he was almost fainting at once.