Grasp the farming script in the famous book

The whole process is like this -

Mr. Darcy's sincere marriage proposal to Miss Elizabeth has completely turned into a "competition" under the "efforts" of the two of them.

Today, Elizabeth is still defending unconvinced: "But Mr. Darcy can't explain clearly, what is the problem between him and Mr. Wickham..."

Roland asked back: "Then Mr. Darcy refused to explain to you?"

Elizabeth: "...not really."

"He seemed to have something to hide, saying that he would tell me all the truth at the right time."

Roland spread his hands: "Isn't this the end? He still wants to explain to you, but maybe the time and occasion are not suitable."

Elizabeth: "But..."

Roland: "If he's not a real gentleman, he can make up a story to fool you-you don't really believe in Wickham anyway."

"But he didn't. He promised to tell you the truth at the right time and place."

"And you? You have revealed doubts about his character from beginning to end, and you have never trusted him—"

"To be honest, the 'emotional intelligence' of both of you...is not very good."

Roland finished complaining in one breath.

Elizabeth stared blankly at Roland, she really couldn't stand this ghostly little sister, and didn't understand what she was talking about.

"So, Lizzie, put this matter aside for now and have a good rest. Let's think about how to deal with this matter tomorrow, shall we?" Roland helped Elizabeth lie down, covered her with a blanket, and saw that she really closed her eyes After falling asleep, I left my sister's bedroom.

But this night must have been a sleepless night for Elizabeth—and it was the same for Roland.

In his guest room, recalling Mr. Darcy's look of "help" before leaving, he sighed and thought: Tomorrow she will have to delay her work progress all day again.

The next morning, Elizabeth and Roland both appeared with dark circles under their eyes at the same time, which frightened Maria.

"Eliza, Lydia, are you all right?" Mrs. Collins was afraid that they were both sick.

"Writing is too hard." Roland pulled Elizabeth out. "I have to go for a walk with Lizzie to relieve the pain and refresh myself."

"Oh, then go quickly!" Maria believed it, and hurriedly sent the two of them out.

Roland held his sister's arm, turned his head, and was still a little dazed when he saw Elizabeth—this is also normal. It would be strange if he was proposed in person by someone like Mr. Darcy.

Roland discerned the path, and just took Elizabeth to the place where they used to meet Mr. Darcy most often.

And Elizabeth remained silent, probably still thinking about what happened last night——

Roland quickly saw through a row of hedges the color of the coat that Mr. Darcy often wore.

The timing is right!

So Roland cleared his throat, and deliberately asked Elizabeth in a reproachful tone: "Lizzie, why didn't you agree to Mr. Darcy? Mr. Darcy earns [-] pounds a year! Marrying him will make you richer." Are you rich?"

There was a rustling on the other side of the hedge, and Roland wondered what Mr. Darcy would think of her.

"Think about it. How many new clothes, how much pocket money, how many carriages will you have at your disposal? Even if Jane married Mr. Bingley, she would not be half as good as you. Why don't you promise him?"

Elizabeth raised her head in confusion, and Roland hurriedly blocked her view so that she would not see the people behind the hedge.

"Little sister, what are you talking about?"

"Marriage is not a simple matter of how much property you have, how much property I have, and our combined property."

"I can't agree to Mr. Darcy's marriage proposal because I ask myself, can I give him that kind of beautiful, healthy, and faithful love? Can I make him happy?"

"If my answer is no, what qualifications do I have to agree to his marriage proposal?"

This is the Elizabeth Roland knew—her sister always believed that the foundation of marriage is love, mutual understanding and support.This is what Elizabeth has been silently insisting on: she wants to marry love.

This is exactly what Roland wanted Mr. Darcy to understand: the man's wealth and high status... are not the most important things for the woman.

Suddenly, Roland heard a few obvious breathing sounds from behind the hedge, and quickly coughed a few times.

She asked Elizabeth again: "Lizzie, if you compare the statements of Mr. Darcy and Mr. Wickham, who do you prefer to believe?"

Elizabeth thought for a while and said, "I will believe whoever can come up with the most reasonable explanation."

"Mr. Wickham explained what happened to him. It sounds sympathetic, but when you calm down and think about it, you can hear the flaws. Mr. Wickham's words don't fully stand up to scrutiny."

Roland was proud: his second sister is indeed a sensible and sober girl.

Unexpectedly, Elizabeth went on: "But so far, Mr. Darcy has not given me any explanation. Although I don't believe Mr. Wickham, I can't think that Mr. Darcy is blameless."

"But you can ask him well!" Roland still felt a little heartbroken. She could imagine Darcy's mood when Elizabeth robbed him last night.

"Who told him to always talk about our family's shortcomings?" Elizabeth said bitterly, "Always say that the Bennett family is not good, that is not good... It seems that he has been wronged so much when he proposed to me. Since he was so wronged, why did he still propose to me?"

Roland almost didn't laugh: this sentence is too accurate.

"In short, I still say that, of course he can be proud, and he is entitled to be proud; but as long as his pride does not hurt my self-esteem, I can forgive his pride."

Having said that, Roland felt that the fire was almost over, and she had to find a way to escape and let Darcy and Elizabeth communicate alone.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Collins ran towards them from a distance: "Cousin, cousins, great joy!"

He ran so fast along the way, he came to Roland and the others panting, stood still and took a few breaths before saying, "It's a great honor for Madam Catherine to meet Cousin Lydia alone!"

Elizabeth and Roland glanced at each other, both of them were a little puzzled: Why did Madam Catherine suddenly remember that she wanted to see Roland.

But this is an excellent excuse for Roland.

So she told Elizabeth: "Maybe it's just about asking about the recipe. It shouldn't take long. Lizzie, walk around here. I'll come to see you when I see Lady Catherine."

Presumably after she left, Mr. Darcy would find an opportunity to continue having a good heart-to-heart talk with Elizabeth.

I hope his "emotional intelligence" can improve a little this time.

Roland followed Mr. Collins to Rosings' mansion.

This time, Lady Catherine was the only one waiting for Roland in the resplendent living room.Miss Anne and Mrs Jenkins were absent.

"Sit down, Miss Bennett."

Mrs. Catherine was probably so polite to Roland because she was a "talented woman" and didn't let her stand up to answer.

Roland sat down as he said, without making a sound, waiting for the other party to speak.

"Miss Bennet, with all due respect, are you not very old this year?"

"I'm 16 years old."

"I heard that there are five sisters in your family, all of them have come out to socialize?"

"Yes, ma'am, there are five sisters in our family, and all of them have come out to socialize."

While Roland replied neither humble nor humble, he secretly guessed what Madam Catherine wanted her to talk to.

"It seems that your parents are quite shrewd. Five daughters who are as beautiful as flowers are sent out to socialize. Just look at who has the ability and skills. First lock in a glorious marriage, and then support the other sisters..."

When Roland heard that the Bennetts were mentioned, he immediately sat upright and asked seriously, "Ma'am, what do you mean by that?!"

"Miss Bennet, as far as I know, your dowry is not rich, is it?"

"Even if you can win the title of 'talented woman' and publish another book, it won't add much luster to your shabby dowry, right?"

"My dowry is being rapidly enriched through the joint efforts of my family and I." Roland tried his best to be patient, and let his tone be worthy of the noble lady in front of him.

"Rapid enrichment? Newly accumulated wealth?"

Lady Catherine laughed teasingly: "Is it the same as those who claim to have made money from America and come back to England to swindle?"

It seems that Wickham is right. People like Mrs. Catherine, who rely on their ancestors to inherit and take care of a large fortune, look down on the so-called "newoney" at all.

"Ma'am, you didn't invite me here just to accuse me in front of me, did you?"

Roland was grinning, without any annoyance on his face.This meant that she was unmoved in the slightest, and that whatever Lady Catherine said would not affect her.

Lady Catherine was in a hurry.Perhaps she was used to people like Collins who bowed their knees and Maria who was as fearful as Maria. Roland's indifferent appearance really worried Madam.

"You excused yourself to take care of your sister last night, so you didn't come to Rosings for the dinner."

Roland thought to himself: Is it for this?

"Ma'am, I am very sorry for this, last night did..."

Before she finished apologizing, Mrs. Catherine interrupted her: "My nephew also went out with an excuse. Tell me, did he come to find you?"

Roland: ...

She now knows what it means to be "by mistake".

Mr. Darcy went to the priest's cottage to propose to Elizabeth last night, but Lady Catherine thought he was looking for Roland.

But it's no wonder—Mr. Darcy really cared about Roland's affairs, and went to London to help with the patent she was bound to get.

But Roland knew very well that Mr. Darcy treated her more like his own sister Georgiana.

Even Mr. Darcy's taking care of Roland is for Elizabeth, and he wants Elizabeth to accept him for his sincerity.

But Lady Catherine thinks that the person Mr. Darcy is pursuing is not Elizabeth, but her.

This misunderstanding almost petrified her on the spot.

But her shock, in the eyes of Lady Catherine, has become a "default".

The lady was very angry and annoyed, and the first time she opened her mouth, she talked endlessly:

"I regret inviting you to Rosings, Miss Bennett."

"I don't understand why you don't look in the mirror and see if you are worthy of my nephew."

"To tell you the truth, my nephew Darcy and my daughter Anne have long been engaged."

"This is a marriage arranged by the parents of both parties for them since they were young!"

Roland just wanted to interrupt to remind: Marriage between close relatives does not conform to eugenics, and it is not good for future generations.If Mrs. Catherine wants to make Mr. Darcy's blood last for a long time, she should not force Mr. Darcy and Miss Anne to match.

But Lady Catherine had no intention of shutting up at all, and continued frothing:

"Seeing that both of them have grown up safely, the two lifelong wishes of the old sisters are about to come true, but suddenly a little girl who has neither property nor status comes and wants to break them up. 2"

Roland laughed angrily: If Mr. Darcy and Miss Anne are deeply in love, then she definitely doesn't want Elizabeth to get involved... But these days, it seems that there is no chemical reaction between Mr. Darcy and Miss Anne.

The wishful thinking of Lady Catherine and Lady Darcy was about to fail.

"You mean, Mr. Darcy, and your daughter... young men and women in this world can marry for property, for status, for parents...but they can't marry for love and happiness. marry?"

Roland smiled.

"How dare you talk back! You rude and rude girl..."

Madam Catherine was furious: Roland is probably the only one who dares to speak like this in front of her these days.

"Don't talk to me about love—what do you know about love at your age?"

"In the past 20 years or so, I have seen too many tragic examples in this parish. Young men and women say that because of enthusiasm and impulsiveness... yes, these two words are the most appropriate words...they regard 'the right family' Putting these four words behind, thinking that love can help them overcome all worldly difficulties, but what is the result?"

"They were either affected by the social status of one of the parties and fell to the bottom, or because the surging enthusiasm could not last, after two years, they fell in love and fell in love, and they each saw their differences..."

Roland pursed his lips tightly, disagreeing with Madam Catherine's opinion——

Both Elizabeth and Darcy are well educated and think the same.Strictly speaking, if they can marry, it cannot be regarded as a cross-class union at all; as for the issue of love and indifference, it still depends on their respective conduct and ability to manage marriage, and cannot be generalized.

The reason why human social civilization is advancing is because human beings are constantly breaking the rules and regulations in society, moving from self-restraint to self-liberation.

In Europe in the 18th century, Mrs. Catherine was still talking about arranged marriages by her parents; by the 22nd century, "free love" was already two or three hundred years old.

It's a pity that only those who have crossed history, or those who really have a long-term vision, can see this.

"Miss Bennett, when I first saw you, I had a good impression of you. I still remember being surprised that such a young lady could publish a book. Hurry up. Annie came to our house..."

Roland: ...

"But now, I want to warn you, you are so young and not bad looking, don't believe your temporary favor;"

"Even more don't be fooled by the momentary favor, just easily indulge your enthusiasm—"

"Indulge your enthusiasm and let your frivolous impulses dominate your life. Sooner or later, your reputation will be ruined, and your family, your sisters, all relatives, and the partner you choose... will all be implicated by the scandal!"

This is a piece of advice.

Roland thought to himself: No matter what the future holds, as far as the situation in this plane is concerned, Mrs. Catherine is right.

She had heard from Mr. and Mrs. Collins that Lady Catherine was like a purser in this parish, and that no trivial matter of the parishioners could escape her eyes.

As big as weddings and funerals, as small as family quarrels, Mrs. Catherine will act like a judge, interfering and refereeing.

It is not wrong to say that this lady is rich in life experience.

Roland was a little moved: Although Mrs. Catherine intended to dispel Roland's "thoughts" about Darcy through such preaching, at least Mrs. Catherine was trying to persuade Roland with her own life experience, hoping that Roland could be responsible for herself, yes The family is in charge.

So she sat upright again, and nodded to Madam Catherine: "Thank you Madam for your teaching. I will keep your words in my heart."

Seeing her statement like this, Madam Catherine felt a little relieved, her face calmed down, and she asked condescendingly: "Then, let me ask you, has my nephew, Mr. Darcy, proposed to you?"

Roland immediately shook his head and answered honestly: "No."

Lady Catherine's face looked even better, and she was almost smiling.

"My child," her tone became persuasive, "can you swear that, if he proposes to you, you will not say yes, and that you will never marry Fitzwilliam Darcy in all your life?"

Roland shook his head: "I can't."

Mrs. Catherine's two thin eyebrows immediately raised slantingly again, and the anger in her eyes rose, as if to say: I have told you so much for nothing...

Roland smiled: "I can't swear this because of your request."

"On marriage matters, I am the one who has the final decision. I can't let anyone force me to make a decision, even if you are as honorable as my wife."

Her eyes were burning, and she looked at Madam Catherine confidently and frankly: she always believed that all people in this world had the right to love freely, and the right to decide on marriage should also be in her own hands.

Lady Catherine was angry and stared at Roland viciously.

But Roland said calmly: "However, I can at least say something to reassure you."

"I have no affection for Mr. Darcy beyond friendship. Even if Mr. Darcy were the only man left in the world, I would not marry him. 3"

This time it was Lady Catherine's turn to suffer: she regarded her nephew as a treasure, and whenever any young lady of the other family approached Mr. Darcy, she immediately jumped out to obstruct him.

It's a pity that everyone's eyes are different, and Mr. Darcy is not Roland's cup of tea at all.

"Okay... okay!" Madam Catherine was reluctantly satisfied with the result of today's conversation.

The old lady's rigid and serious face turned pale and red, red and white, her face changed and changed, her eyebrows jumped up and down occasionally, her eyes stared at Roland, her lips opened and closed, she really didn't know what to say That's good.

Roland laughed in his heart:

Mrs. Catherine is indeed sensitive and experienced. She found the right time and wanted to "beat the mandarin ducks", but who knew that she hit the wrong person.

Her "cover" this time was really good.