Grasp the farming script in the famous book

Mrs. Brown's charges against Rowland have been escalating.

At the beginning, everyone thought that Mrs. Brown was just dissatisfied with the countess raising a "cat" and asked the countess to get rid of the cat in public.

Then everyone heard Mrs. Brown accusing: the countess who "raised the cat" was herself a witch.

After listening to Mrs. Brown's personal account of that morning's experience, some people thought that she disliked the countess for being unruly and having an affair with others.

But the old woman turned around and made the most serious accusation, accusing the Countess not only of being a witch who kept cats, but of having killed her husband, the Comte de la Fele, lord of the estate.

Everyone shudders, but when you think about it carefully, it is true.

Strange things happened that day.

The day before, the earl and his wife went hunting, but only the earl came back without saying a word about what happened to his wife.

The next day, the Countess came back, but the Earl left the book and left, and never appeared in Tianshui Town again.

The accusations of the priest bumping his head, the lady picking up the cat, etc. are incidental.

The first task of the people in the town is to find out whether Count de la Ferrell is, as Mrs. Brown said, "gone".

The mayor was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. As the "official" the earl accepted, he should play a role in this matter.

Therefore, the mayor took a deep breath and turned to Roland: "Madam, the most urgent task is to find the whereabouts of the Earl."

Roland looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and called out loudly: "Housekeeper, John, are you there?"

Before she left, she left a message for everyone to come.Old John already had children living in Sweetwater Town, so there was no reason not to come.

"Ma'am!" Old John poked his head out of the crowd.

Everyone quickly made way for him.

Old John walked in quickly and bowed to the mayor: "Mayor, my Lord Earl sent a letter from Paris the day before yesterday, and left an address, and told me to wait. You can write to Paris if you have important matters. It was a gentleman called Athos, a respectable musketeer who served in the king's musketeers..."

As expected of Old John, he made things clear.

The mayor squeezed his chin, and turned his head just in time to see Mrs. Brown staring at him intently, with dancing fire lights in her eyes, her eyes were terrifying.

The mayor hurriedly pretended to ponder for a moment, and then asked Old John: "Are you sure it's the letter from the Earl, not someone else's forgery?"

Old John was very wronged: "I have served the Earl for many years, and I can still recognize his handwriting. I personally replied to that letter..."

At least Roland's charge of "killing her husband" has been clarified.

The mayor suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking: the backer is still there.

He turned to look at Mrs. Brown, only then did he realize that the old lady was not staring at him at all, but was staring over him at the countess on the other side.

The mayor had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask the countess again: "That day...that day, after you and the count parted ways, what happened that made you want to ask Mrs. Brown for help the next morning?"

Roland replied in a hoarse voice: "The earl and I went hunting that day, we got separated from the earl in the woods, and then met a wild beast..."

"...I woke up from a coma and found that I couldn't go back to Sweetwater Town and my manor in such an image. That's why I asked Mrs. Brown for help."

"I gave her a gold brooch as a thank you..."

Roland's voice gradually turned into a bit of grief and anger.

"I thought she would sympathize with me, with the horrible things that these women can experience in this world..."

Roland's voice became lower and lower.

The countess at this moment is extremely sympathetic——

She stood there alone, so beautiful and so lonely.

She has an extraordinary position, but was cruelly abandoned by her husband.

The Count de Raphael was obviously staying in the fancy world of Paris, and he didn't plan to come back in a short time.

Some of the women in Tianshui Town wept silently, and some unceremoniously scolded the obsessed old woman—"What's the old man's business?"

Priest Florent was listening silently, and he suddenly remembered that when the old woman confessed to him, she mentioned that her damaged robe was cut by a dagger——

The countess herself should have been hurt like never before that night.Floren suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his heart, so that he tilted his body and fell to the ground directly against the pile of firewood.

Fortunately, there was someone beside him, seeing Floren like this, he quickly helped him up.But found that he had already burst into tears and couldn't speak.

Florent felt as if someone had ripped out his heart at this moment, but then abandoned it in public.

His countess, he used to think that she was living happily, he thought she had found a good home, so that he could turn around and leave silently...

Although he has long forgotten these pasts, these emotions have always remained in his body, with ups and downs.

Mrs. Brown turned her head, seeing Floren like this, her eyes lit up immediately.

The old woman was still extremely bitter when she spoke again: "Dear priest, you seem to care very much for the countess—"

Someone had already had enough of the old woman's yin and yang, and immediately cursed: "Get out, you old bastard, the priest is the Countess's brother, my brother!"

Mrs. Brown paid no attention to these accusations, and continued to stare at Floren, who was being held tightly.

"My lord priest, I have heard you say in your prayers to God that you love your sister, that you love her more than anyone else in the world..."

Although the light in the square was dim, everyone could see that Floren's face instantly became whiter than paper.

"I'm a sinner—"

Florent thought.

Perhaps the one who should really be burned at the stake is neither the cat nor the witch, but him.

He is a blasphemy and transgressor.

Countless times he woke up in a cold sweat from a dream—he dreamed that he was with Milady.

He dreamed that he was obsessed with the beauty of a woman, he missed her golden hair, snow-white skin, soft limbs, the warm breath she exhaled in his ears...

In the dream, she was that alluring Lucrezia, whose charm even a saint could not resist; she was like a devil, she possessed his whole being, his whole heart, she controlled him, forced him, Let him have to fall into this almost tortured relationship.

But when he woke up, he knew clearly that she was the most holy woman in the world, and any gaze cast on her with evil thoughts was blasphemy.

At this time, Floren suddenly jumped forward like a fighter, and opened his hands, as if to block the old woman's eyes and words of criticism, and blocked in front of Roland.

"I'm going to protect her."

"If my life has only this little value, I will also feel satisfied-after all, I can give up everything in exchange for her happiness and stability."

For a moment, Florent even forgot his God.

But he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder, and a cold voice said solemnly: "God loves the world, the priest accepted this love from God, and my brother loves me... It's only right and proper!"

is her--

Her voice was so firm, yet so loving.

Florent felt extremely guilty immediately, and he felt more and more that he was not a priest, but a sinner who should kneel in the confessional and confess repeatedly.

The old woman also seemed to be shocked by this righteousness, and stepped back.

"As for you, Mrs. Brown, you are only out of jealousy." Roland took a step and looked at the old woman.

"You haven't kept up with the efforts to remodel the houses and improve the looms. So people in the town are getting better and better, but you're still stuck in poverty."

Everyone noticed that Roland started to fight back.She pointed out the motive of the old woman to frame and accuse, and this motive is absolutely valid in the eyes of the people in the town.

"you……"

Mrs. Brown's arrogance finally became much weaker.

"You," she changed her name, "you can make the old woman do whatever you want, as long as you can prove that you don't intend to protect the devil."

Mrs. Brown, who had been aggressive throughout the incident, had softened for the first time.

Maybe it was because Roland felt that it was too pitiful for poking his own scars, or maybe he felt that Roland had no flaws and was invulnerable.

Mrs. Brown backed down for the first time.

The onlookers breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down, ready to listen to what Mrs. Brown would ask of the Lord's wife.

In the square, the fire pile specially lit for "killing cats" was still burning, the firewood was crackling, and sparks were flying in the air, and they were forced to float out by the heat from time to time, but people didn't care about it.

Mrs. Brown said something softly.

Roland heard it clearly, his face changed, and anger appeared on his face again, and he was furious.

The few people standing next to Roland were also dumbfounded. They probably didn't expect the old woman to come up with such a terrible "proof" method.

"Countess, since you insist on your cat...it is not a cat, but an auspicious animal left by the count, then you can prove that you can kill a cat with your own hands."

The old woman raised her voice, and what she said could be heard by everyone in the square.

"It just so happened that the children of the Kanter family next door to me found a female cat who had just given birth, and secretly raised the kitten next to the stove in their house... Since you refuse to protect the devil's messenger, then you should take care of the litter The cat threw himself into the fire..."

"Under the witness of everyone..."

"Then you are innocent..."

Heathcliff beside Roland and the others were all dumbfounded.No one thought that in a small town in France in the 17th century, there would be such an old lady who was so thoughtful and could easily count the lord's wife, the priest, the neighbors...everyone. .

Is she vicious?

No, look at Mrs. Brown, she thinks she is very heroic, she is fighting against the devil's invasion of the town, she is protecting herself and her neighbors... But she is completely unaware, her starting point is ignorance, Just ignorance.

But the mayor and many residents agreed with the old woman.

"Since the one in the cage is not necessarily a cat, then kill the other cats in the town."

"Then the countess will be sure that the devil has nothing to do with it, and we can have a good night's sleep."

The mayor turned to look at Roland: "Ma'am, look? I'm going to ask someone to go to Kanter's house, and have someone capture that litter of kittens for you?"

Roland pursed his lips tightly: If you want me to do it, do I have to listen?

It is a matter of attitude towards life, Roland will not give in no matter what.She even reached out to the…

It was her Luna, who was howling heartbreakingly in the cat cage at the moment:

"Lan Lan, don't listen to them, don't hurt the kitten, just shoot at me!"

"I, Luna, am another good cat in the next plane!"