When Emperor Wu dressed as Darcy's sister

Darcy Villa is located in the well-known wealthy area of ​​Ramsgate. Although the surrounding houses are not very far away, they all focus on quietness and privacy.Between the two villas, you can often see green bushes and roses of various colors that are very popular among the British.

The sunshine in the Ramsgate neighborhood at ten o'clock in the morning is far from harsh, and the air is also at a comfortable temperature.Walking slowly on the street, you can still faintly feel the breeze blowing by the sea and the small crashing waves.But there are not many people on this street, because the nobles and rich people who have experienced the midsummer evening banquet at this time often have not woken up from their sound sleep.

So Wu Zhao and Stuart walked for a long time, and only occasionally saw maids in a hurry on the street, and did not meet gentlemen or ladies who came out to enjoy the morning sunshine like them.

Wu Zhao glanced sideways at Stuart, who was wearing a long windbreaker and his hair fluttered gently by the sea breeze, feeling that he was in a wonderful mood.She almost couldn't remember how long it had been since she had been able to enjoy the pure life with beauties in such a simple way, and all beauties were femme fatales.

Stuart noticed Wu Zhao's gaze from time to time, and his thin lips pulled down a slight invisible arc.

Due to some experiences in his childhood, he didn't like the appearance of his famous beautiful mother in London, and even had some inexplicable disgust.

This neurotic widow not only contributed a lot to his current indifferent appearance, but also caused an irreversible blow to his impression of women.

Those shallow aristocratic ladies in London often fall in love with his appearance at first sight, and use all kinds of ulterior means to try to lure him into submission.This also led to Stuart's contempt for the so-called "noble ladies" in his heart.

But for some reason, when he found that Miss Darcy seemed to be such a superficial appearanceist, he felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

"Perhaps her remarks just now made people look up to her, but now she is showing such superficiality, which is unacceptable." Stuart thought to himself.

"Miss Darcy's remarks just now are somewhat interesting." He didn't want to go on in such an unembarrassing manner, so he simply opened his mouth to test what kind of person this Miss Darcy was, whether she was pretending to be wise or genuine. He is very intelligent, and he is very curious.

Stuart said frankly: "That remark really shocked me—may I ask, why do you have such an idea about breaking the rules you just told Mrs. Reynolds?"

"At least I know that noble ladies who are the same age as you or older are willing to abide by these rules to show their virtuousness and docility." Stuart added.

Even Wu Zhao, who came from thousands of years ago, could not accept the restraint of women in the UK, but a beneficiary of the rules here says that the victim is willing?

Wu Zhao was a little funny.

But she felt much better after seeing the beauty, and since she came to England, no one could listen to and understand her deeper words, so Wu Zhao was willing to say a few more words to Stuart.

"People who benefit from the rules are of course unwilling to break the rules, and they spare no effort to instill the importance of rules to others, trying to use this to control those who pay for the rules." Wu Zhao looked sideways at Stuart, unequivocally With a concealed smile, he said: "There have always been slaves who tried to resist, brainwashed slaves who didn't know their freedom, and some sober pioneers, but there were absolutely no slave owners who tried to free slaves and fight for slave rights."

"I think this has been well reflected in the United States on the other side of the ocean, haven't you seen it?"

Stuart thought quietly for a while, then suddenly smiled. Wu Zhao looked at this charming smile that was like a flash in the pan with a little obsession, and couldn't help admiring his beauty, "You can't smile often, it must be Afraid that angels will be jealous and demons will covet."

Stuart quickly restrained his smile and pursed his lips. He was still not used to the obsession with his appearance, "Comparing these pampered ladies to struggling slaves—you are very creative."

"I don't think there is any difference between them." Wu Zhao also retracted his gaze and replied indifferently.

"So are you the one who breaks the rules?"

"No, at least not right now. I'm just a guy who's woken up from the rules."

Stuart was somewhat disapproving.

Wu Zhao was keenly aware of it, and she smiled and said: "You are the beneficiary of the rules. Of course, you must try to refute my statement and persuade me to be a well-behaved lady, marry and have children with my property. What a perfect life with the approval of my husband and those around me!"

Stuart thinks that this is indeed the smoothest life, and thinks that Wu Zhao's behavior will not bring her any benefits, "At least in this way your property will not shrink. Ladies don't seem to have much talent in financial management .”

"Talent? For a society that never gives women the opportunity to try things, you assert that they have no talent? Who gave you the proof, who gave you the inspiration, God entrusted a dream?"

Wu Zhao retorted, "Even if my property will shrink, at least I don't have to marry a husband who takes my property and takes care of me as a matter of course—a rule-beneficiary like you—to lose all respect for me. Control of property. And being asked to thank him and respect him—ha! Do I look like a fool?"

Stuart was at a loss for words for a moment, he admitted that Wu Zhao's words were about to convince him, but his past experience reminded him that whether it was his neurotic widowed mother or the noble ladies he met, they were shallow and ignorant , impulsive and vain.

Now that he couldn't agree with Wu Zhao's statement, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and fell into a tangle for a while, trying to find evidence from Wu Zhao's behavior to support his original idea.

For a moment, neither of them wanted to talk.

Just at this time, bursts of obscenities and curses came from the streets and alleys beside the road.

The two looked over at the same time.

In the narrow alley, four or five young punks in their twenties were surrounding a thin child and scolding him. From time to time, someone would kick and push him hard.

Stuart has seen a lot of the chaos of the bottom society, London is still like this, let alone in the emerging city of Ramsgate, such things happen endlessly, he just looked back indifferently, and didn't intend to care about it Nosy.

But when he turned around, he could see Wu Zhao who was holding a small parasol covered with pure white lace. He was staring at the child who was beaten with his eyes blinking.

He took a deep breath, feeling complicated.

On the one hand, I feel that this Miss Darcy is just like those aristocratic ladies who preach benevolence and compassion. This is the useless sympathy of the ladies. He only asks the men around him for help.This just confirmed what I just thought.

On the one hand, he was a little disappointed for some reason, as if deep down in his heart, he hoped that Miss Darcy would be different.

Stuart frowned involuntarily, and his mind was spinning fast, trying to think of a reason to reject the little girl who was overflowing with sympathy.He was prepared that Miss Darcy would weep and accuse him of indifference.

Unexpectedly, Wu Zhao just glanced at him with no fluctuations on his face, and even smiled at Stuart, "How far is this from the sea? If we stand any longer, I'm afraid we will miss the lunch carefully prepared by Mrs. Reynolds." gone."

Stuart looked at Wu Zhao in surprise, but felt a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.He didn't even notice that he followed her and walked out. He recovered after walking five or six meters, and asked tentatively, "Isn't Miss Darcy going to save the child?"

Wu Zhao looked at the distant seashore relaxedly, and didn't even turn her head when she heard the words. She just thought of the chief eunuch Jingxi beside her just now.

The chief executive, who was mild-tempered and even weak at the beginning, was also beaten up in a small alley like Daming Palace, and was accidentally rescued by Wu Zhao who passed by.

Since then, he has served her loyally for the rest of her life, until the Shangyang Palace mutiny...

But now, Wu Zhao is no longer the little girl who occasionally sympathized with others. Faced with all this, she has no desire to save others.

She wrote lightly: "My surname is Darcy, not Moses. There are many injustices in the world, and I know that I am still living in a daze. How can I have the energy to care about others?"

Stuart opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Wu Zhao turned around and smiled, "Why, Your Excellency the Earl was frightened by my treacherous words..."

Before the words fell, Wu Zhao heard a loud roar behind him, and noisy footsteps rushed towards this side.

She dodged to the side almost subconsciously, unexpectedly a dirty child rushed out from a diagonal stab, hugged her thigh precisely, and shouted!

Stuart hurried forward to protect Wu Zhao, but he didn't understand what language and content the child was shouting.

But Wu Zhao heard it clearly.She clearly shouted "Your Majesty!"

It is the Chang'an dialect that Wu Zhao is very familiar with!