Bad days as neighbors with Sherlock Holmes

Yeah, who could have imagined that.

Ms. Molson, who has almost completely fallen into decline, actually swaggered to the gate of Buckingham Palace this morning and entered the Queen's study smoothly all the way?

Many people have witnessed this incident with their own eyes, and the editor-in-chiefs have already begun to prepare the manuscript, waiting for her to come out.

The so-called Miss Elena Molson, who was despised by her father, had a cold relationship with her relatives after she betrayed her family, and is said to have no close connection with the royal family, is now being welcomed into the palace by the most trusted lady serving the queen , and her attitude was quite polite, the two talked and laughed along the way.

You can know the main attitude of the royal family by looking at the attitude of the courtiers around His Majesty.

Doesn't this look like being rejected by the royal family?

It seems that he has a close relationship with His Majesty and is quite respected.

Damn it, who heard that she was scolded by Earl Molson to stop her from humiliating the family, and that the Earl was very dissatisfied with her, but tried to restrain herself as long as she could?

Rumors are clearly rumors!

But Earl Van Molson was really dissatisfied. As a palace architect, his words always had some weight.

Taking into account the mood of the ministers, His Majesty will also consider three points.

What's more, this time it was the earl who personally sent her to the door, and the attitude of the two of them not only didn't look like a father and daughter who were resentful, but they were extremely intimate.

In other words, who can make the earl, who has always been indifferent, dignified, strict and self-disciplined, laugh?Can you still act like a baby to him?

The editor-in-chiefs were all excited, wishing they could be the maid who was by Elena's side, so as to hear what the two of them were talking about.

Will the queen, who loves medieval style and complicated and ornate decoration, seriously refute Miss Molson, who has been famous in the architectural world for three years, or will she lightly knock, or agree with her rather advanced ideas?

They don't know, but soon they will.

And Elena, who followed the maid into the Queen's study, turned her head slightly and began to look at it a little.

Looking at the gorgeous decorations and exquisite and expensive ornaments in the room, she almost immediately understood where the popular medieval revival, that is, the Gothic Revival style, came from.

Perhaps it is indeed a kind of dissatisfaction with the large number of cheap housing, the imitation of aristocratic life, and the use of new building materials to interpret classical aesthetics and abandon mechanical aesthetics, but...

I'm afraid it cannot be separated from the queen's preference.

After Eileen saluted, seeing that the Queen hadn't spoken, she simply fixed her gaze on the painting hanging on the upper right of the door directly opposite, pretending to be studying the map carefully.

Her expression made the queen, who was still holding the book in her hand, smile.

"Sit down," the queen looked up at her, and pointed to the chair beside Elena. "Standing is really tiring."

She put the book in her hand aside and said with a smile, "It looks a lot like Molson."

Elena blinked, but did not speak.

This expression is more like Earl Molson who pretended to be stupid when he was young, which made the queen smile a little.

"Since this is the case, let's also avoid those courtesies." She looked at Elena, "Why did you ask your father to find me? I don't think you came to me just to sit with me for an afternoon. Miss Molson."

Elena nodded, and took out a document from the bag that the guards had checked over and over again.

"Your Majesty," she said, "that is why I have come."

She turned the file around, put it on the table, and pushed the file in front of the Queen with her fingertips.

What was written on it was some related matters about the new planning of London and property taxation, which involved a lot of interests, but Eileen felt that she could give it a try.

"What?" The Queen was a little surprised. "Is it about business? Then you should go to Downing Street. It may not be very useful to find me here."

Having said that, she took the file anyway.

After a few glances, the queen slammed the document shut.

"Where did you come from... Who suggested that you write this thing?" The queen asked moodily, her voice was very deep, showing an invisible oppression.

The vines on the skirt dotted with flowers that she often wears seem to be rushing towards her, "Look at me! Tell me, whose idea is it!"

Elena directly met the eyes of the ruler of the British Empire.

"I wrote it myself," Elena replied, "Your Majesty, I think it's time for a change—"

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted.

"Your father is a court architect, do you understand what this title represents? You are an adult, little Molson, and you have to pay the price for it," the Queen stood up directly and asked in a low voice, "The court An architect represents a kind of honor and also a kind of shackle. You will also inherit his title and title, and doing this kind of thing now is of no benefit to you. This is a cross-border behavior."

She mistakenly thought that Elena wanted to organize and plan the entire plot of London.

This is obviously unrealistic. Even if what she said in the document is reasonable, but lack of qualifications is not enough. As a leader to plan London and its affiliated areas, Elena is not qualified even if she is the leader of a faction now .

What's more, for the royal family, such matters should not be involved. This is a sensitive area that is enough to arouse the vigilance of the cabinet.

It goes without saying how much the royal affairs and government affairs mentioned in Elena's documents overlap...

She got up and went to the window.

"You go," she said, "I will not promise you, and this document will not flow out of my hands. It is enough for everything to stop here."

Elena sat calmly in her original position.

"Your Majesty," she replied, "I never thought of crossing the border."

London, a typical capital city, has basically possessed many functions of a modern city.

For urban residents, they not only hope to have more comfortable and convenient living conditions, but also hope that the rent will be cheaper.

But this is not possible.

High rents are tied to a central location.

As far as the government is concerned, collecting high property taxes is an important means to curb the increasing number of people immigrating to London in the future.

But the current government doesn't seem to have such a concept, so Elena sorted out her own thinking, combined with some future planning directions for London, and roughly wrote an article and handed it over.

After she wrote this document that actually exceeded the scope of the concept of the times, she never thought that she could have a hand in these things.

She can't control these modern and more complete planning concepts, and she doesn't want to control these things that are more inclined to control detailed planning and consider multi-dimensional factors, let alone deal with the government.

But there is always someone who likes to give it a try.

Involving interests, involving disputes... She is very clear about the value that this document will bring.

These added values ​​cannot be replaced by other things, and involve the interests of the government and the interests of multiple families and companies, but Elena is not interested in intrigue.

She just threw out the things in her hands, and after handing them over to the queen, she didn't care about the consequences and execution. It could only be used as a means to lure those too idle people from chasing after her and find something else for them to do.

She only needs to live by her little entrustment, and having a job is enough to satisfy her.

The queen looked back at her, still with anger in her eyes.

"You already belong to the cross-border—" she stopped in the middle of speaking.

Seemingly having understood Elena's deep meaning, the queen looked at her again.

"Are you sure?" she asked. "It doesn't look like your father at all."

The Earl has always talked about things in front of them, straightforward and simple, very clear.

He would always say to the cook, "This is not delicious, try harder next time", but the person who makes the cook angry, can't turn a little bit, let alone speak with twists and turns.

Elena nodded.

"I haven't shown this document to anyone. I just want to make use of my strengths in the field I'm good at," she said bluntly. "I'm satisfied if I can exchange my skills for some food and drink. To fight for what doesn't belong to me."

The Queen looked at her and twitched the corners of her mouth.

"You're not like Molson. He's very selective about his job, and he's afraid of doing one more job," she joked. "I'm expecting you to succeed him—Molson Countess, that sounds good."

She walked to the table and put the documents on a pile of documents beside her.

"Come on," said the Queen, "take a walk with me."

This is obviously a deliberate show of her favor.

Elena did not refuse.

She walked with the queen for a while, chatted with the earl and Holmes for a while, and amused the queen several times, and then returned to the palace gate when the queen went back to review government affairs with her husband, and left in a carriage.

"How is it?" Seeing her coming out with all her beard and tail, the earl was visibly relieved.

He complained, "You should at least show me what was written on those documents... I have seen His Majesty more times than you, I don't know how many times!"

Even though he said so, he still made room for Elena, and took the coat that Elena was wearing.

"Not bad," Elena said thoughtfully, "Your Majesty is a good person."

Her words made the coachman sitting in front laugh.

"Of course," exclaimed the coachman, "God bless Your Majesty! God bless the Queen!"

Several more songs about the queen and her glory followed.

Those were rather gentle pieces, and those who listened to them fell asleep.

Elena shrugged and looked at the count.

Sure enough, he also looked a little dozed off, leaning half against the wall of the carriage, squinting his eyes, looking like he was sleepy.

Looking at his appearance, he probably didn't sleep well last night.

Elena sighed, took out the cushion on the side and covered it for the count.

When they got to Baker Street, Elena didn't see Holmes, but saw Eric waiting at the door.

"What...how is it?" He asked in a low voice, "What did His Majesty say?"

A few days ago, Elena asked him to borrow some books, and Eric roughly guessed what she wrote about.

He asked with some concern, "Is that...reliable?"

Since he had been with Little Brute and the others for a long time, he unconsciously used a rather colloquial expression.

Before Elena could reply, the earl, who was drowsy beside him, heard this sentence in his sleep, almost as if a switch had been triggered, and suddenly popped up.

"Roast chicken?" he blurted out, and began to look around. "What roast chicken? Where? Where's the roast chicken?"

Facing Elena's puzzled eyes, the earl felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on his head, the kind that was icy cold.

He smiled awkwardly.

The author has something to say: Earl: I think about how round it is.cat decadent.gif

The early city managers were quite unconscious about the additional function of the property tax, that is, the control of population immigration. At that time, London was still in the era of liberal economy, but this was definitely beneficial to the government, and it was not just the government. The advantages outweigh the disadvantages. , Advanced concepts will indeed lead to a more modern construction process. In the early days, planning and architecture were actually integrated. Now many schools’ urban planning disciplines are still a branch of architecture (so architects at that time wanted to get involved. Chance to go down in history)

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