【Notre Dame Cathedral】Salome of the Archdeacon

"Dear master, my life is really hard! The audience ran away! My sacred drama died before it received the praise it deserved! The audience followed Miss Salome, uh, my... …Mistress is gone! Beautiful girls can always do whatever they want, and people always prefer to see beauties like them dance and sing! Rather than my kind of elegant art!” Gringoire grabbed the script, climbed to the VIP seat, and faced Claire. Lord complained endlessly.

"Don't you like a beauty, a wicked little elf like her! She kisses you, loves you... What love, loyalty! It's so vicious to utter these charming spells from her mouth! Take away broke your heart, and she slipped away from your arms again!" Claude put his hands together in great annoyance, lowered his head deeply, his eyes were fixed on the purse that the girl gave him, and he put his hands on top of his head, not knowing Confessing something, the poet couldn't see the expression on his face at the moment, and muttered to himself angrily.

"Who? What are you talking about? A beauty like Miss Salome, oh no! Mistress, I really like it, I like it very much!" The poet folded his arms and said happily: "A pleasing girl What man doesn't like it! But I'm more worried that I'm going to starve tonight! Sir! Look! They're going to dance! She's nice! And her sister is nice!"

"You! You are presumptuous!" Claude suddenly raised his head, and gave Gringoire a hard look.

"I...I'm talking nonsense! I'm sorry!" There was a rush of drumming outside, and the little poet ran out in a hurry. There was no food for him to fill his stomach. At least now he can still see the girl's beautiful dancing posture And singing voice, feast your eyes.

After Gringoire left, Claude immediately leaned on the yellow-green glass carved window in the hall of the Palace of Justice, where he was alone, and gazed tenderly and ecstatically at the center of Place de Gréveau, who was jumping 100% empty-handed with a smile on his face. The white figure holding the white blade, the girl's golden hair is shining in the clear winter sun: "My dear! Do you know that you are seducing me! You love me too, don't you! Salome... Salome Lome... Salome... This is a magic spell, I often say this name and pray, and my dreams will come true! Seeing you once makes me want to see you twice! I want to see if you are an angel Still a devil! In the end, I wanted to see you for the third time and the fourth time...I thought about a good idea! Come with me! Don't torture me anymore! Just tonight...I will make my wish come true..."

"Gentlemen, this is a bit of a nonsense! But it's okay, today is April Fool's Day, and nothing is taboo. But fortunately, it's only one day in a year~" The cardinal put his hands in his hands, and in his eyes, he seemed so uneducated. The ministers said they were brothers and said with a wry smile in a relaxed tone, and the French ministers also followed him out to watch the dance.

The surrounding crowd gradually gathered, I looked left and right, and there were actually many ministers surrounding me!My sister and I happily started the performance of the festival. There are a lot of foreigners today, and my sister and I’s harvest is even better!The ministers and merchants smashed the Paris eagle coins and the silver coins with the head of St. Louis, the founding emperor of France, on the floor tiles. This time, my sister and I are going to perform the Egyptian celebration sacrificial dance music. The joyful and fast tune is the most suitable for today’s festive atmosphere. .

We bowed our knees slightly, looked at each other, and nodded. The two girls danced in white and blue dresses that were as refreshing as the blue sky and white clouds. The choreography of my sister and I was very interesting. I didn’t use a cane for this dance. Instead, she took out the narrow silver dagger engraved with my initials "sal" hidden in the cane, and my sister also took off the golden dagger with her name "ace" engraved with me on the waist, We are holding each other's arms, and the other hand is waving the sparkling anti-wolf artifact quickly, spinning around. Everyone can only see the girl in white skirt and girl in blue skirt in the middle of the square swinging their wrists smartly, turning the shiny The dagger, changing its dancing posture, knelt on one knee and poked the ground with the dagger, just like two female warriors of ancient Egypt.

As soon as our music started, my brother touched his head and threw the hat on his head with the cheers, ran over, swaggered around the crowd with a smirk, whistled, pretended to be careless The way of bumping into someone's arms, he quickly untied the wallet of an Arab businessman, then turned his head around nonchalantly, took square steps, twisted his buttocks and returned to his broken wooden throne, crossing his legs to supervise the work.

A dwarf was discovered by a nobleman when he was stealing a money bag. The nobleman knocked his head hard and was about to beat him up. The elder brother immediately jumped up, smiled, and used his three-inch tongue Went to help out.

Among the crowd, the ministers whispered and commented on the appearance and figure of the dancing girls.

I flexibly danced the crisp and loud silver bell chain on my body, and the dance music reached the exciting moment. My sister and I joined hands and danced to the audience. My sister and I were back to back, turning around and waving coquettishly. Arms as soft as brown satin, the male audience stretched their necks and approached us, squinting their eyes, and let out bursts of obsessive cheers.

Suddenly I put my arms around my sister's waist and jumped high, running and jumping like a kitten. My sister smiled coquettishly, and suddenly spun her dagger high and threw it to me.

"Flying knife!" The audience exclaimed in fear. I saw the timing and quickly raised my hand to hold the handle of the knife firmly. The audience breathed a sigh of relief and cheered. He pretended to aim the knife point at them, and then jumped up and down with a sweet smile. He flew away with his white gauze skirt and kicked his little feet. I grabbed my wrist, and I held her wrist tightly, and then I jumped up high, coordinating with my sister's arm, and made a perfect high jump side somersault.

I took my sister's hand, and we raised our hands to signal, a dry and fresh winter wind slowly passed through the girl's long hair that shone like golden threads.

"Oh! Amazing girls!" "Oh my god! God! It's wonderful!" The crowd burst into applause, and the young college students headed by John cheered and jumped up, shaking their backs and shaking my sister and me desperately. Head, whistling frivolously.

My sister and I hurriedly took the tambourine to collect the coins, and the enthusiastic people kept throwing coins at us. John also took out two silver dollars from the money bag he "extorted" from Claude not long ago. , gave it to me and my sister respectively, and asked me and my sister if I could call him "Master John" and make an appointment with him by the way.

"Hey! Mr. John Frollo! Don't think that you can do whatever you want by giving us money! You think too much!" I rolled my eyes speechlessly.

"Salome, don't treat me like this... that's right! I almost forgot! You like my brother priest who is smelly, tough, lonely and cold! People like him won't like you, Give up! It’s not like I treat you... oh! Damn it!” John shook his head triumphantly at me, I stomped on his foot hard, and he jumped up holding his foot in pain.

"It deserves it! How rude!" My sister also stared at him contemptuously with her mouth curled up.

"The beautiful Miss Salome also has a beautiful sister Esmeralda. They were Egyptians who once wandered in Flanders. I have seen their dances. It is so intoxicating! Look at their brothers, there The beggar king Cloban is my old friend! What kind of demon would give birth to two witches with beautiful skins at the same time! I can't imagine it! If only the gypsy women were as cute as them! It's a pity that there are only the two of them!" The fat purple-robed envoy squeezed his forehead to the cardinal, touched his chin, and said in a very pleasant tone, and patted the cardinal's shoulder rudely: "Maybe I It's a bit frivolous to say this, but what man wouldn't want them! If I can bear the beauty of her sister, Miss Esmeralda, then the beauty of Miss Salome is beyond my tolerance... Although She has reached the age when a girl is 16 years old and can marry, but she is still like a very small child, very lively! If she is around, a man is full of fun! But she is too wild , I'm fifty this year, I'm too old, I can't stand it haha!"

"Remind you, my lord envoy. Miss Salome already has a master. He is my respected teacher, the honorable vicar of Notre Dame de Paris! No matter what their relationship is now, I advise you not to be rude. I’m fantasizing about her! The little girl is quite clean! She will definitely not have any of the obscene stories you imagined with you.” The cardinal put his hands in his hands, squinted his blue eyes full of disgust, and secretly flipped through a Rolling his eyes, he mocked with a twisted tone, and specially emphasized the last sentence.

"How dare I! But, are you despising me, my lord... I just want to make fun of it, I know I don't deserve them, they are so beautiful! But maybe no one is worthy of them!" Zi The robed envoy puffed out his mouth and puffed out his fat face, and spread his hands dissatisfied.

"I don't think I mean to offend you, but I need to say hello to you, Miss Salome, my lord, I have no chance now, but, Miss Esmeralda, I should try Go and strike up a conversation." The cardinal raised his eyebrows, twitched the corners of his mouth triumphantly, and folded the white handkerchief nonchalantly, implying that you should be a little self-aware, you can't do it, I can do it.

"My lord duke, Madam... She said that if you don't go back now, and hang around Yingying Yanyan like her father, she will go out to find you in person... She cursed and said that she would break your legs!" The housekeeper of the Duke's mansion He hurried over and whispered something nervously in the cardinal's ear.

"Oh! Holy Mother! She knows I don't have time for that right now! Damn... To be honest, I'm a little scared... Sorry gentlemen! I have something to do! I'm going to the palace to meet Emperor Louis X soon Discussing the prince, that is, the marriage arrangement of our future emperor, I will not hang out with you for now...Mr. Captain of the Holy See Guard! Please escort the envoys to the Royal Posthouse in Paris for a while, and I will arrange it in my duke's mansion The dinner will continue to entertain you all." The cardinal waved his hand impatiently, because this noble young man in high position who is highly sought after by the exiles in the city and can be called a "friend of women" is really rude to these ministers The rudeness couldn't be tolerated anymore, so he found any excuse and left.

The deeper reason is that his mother-in-law, who came from the Medici family of the notorious and powerful Pope Alexander VI, and the blond-haired and golden-eyed gentleman man who looks as handsome as Apollo, but always looks like Zeus The extremely unreliable Mrs. Comontey, the daughter of the Duke of Lance—Miss Patricia Medici Comontey.

As a well-known shrew in Paris, his eldest lady's wife started to lose her temper for no reason at home again, smashing things crazily, and he had to go home quickly to coax her.

This young and gentle Bourbon cardinal did not like his wife, and the two could only be regarded as a political marriage without any affection.After he married this eldest lady, he realized that it was such an unlucky thing that he was the cousin of Prince Louis. This kind of crazy woman pushed him to marry him!

At the ball, the shrew lady took a fancy to the handsome and elegant him at a glance. At first, he thought Patricia was plain-looking, but he thought that there was a woman by his side, so he didn't feel anything bad at that time. Since then, the Duke of Paris There is one more Cardinal Duchess of Bourbon-Patricia Louis.

Although her paternal family, the Comontei family, were all easy-going, elegant, dignified nobles and good-looking people, but this young lady was just like the people from her matriarchal Medici family.

Patricia Louie is very obsessed with extravagant life, the point is, this woman has a particularly violent temper and a strong desire to control him, now he has to sneak around to find a beautiful mistress to have some fun, several times This time, those beauties were beaten by her, which made the young man feel bad.

But our young Lord Cardinal is not afraid of this woman, he just tends to be helpless. He has just succeeded to the throne, and he wants to live and not die!You must know that Patricia's grandfather, Pope Alexander VI, and the uncles of the Medici family always like to kill a few cardinals and then rob property!

The personal butler carefully put on white gloves for him, and took his arm to sit in the carriage.

"Farewell, my lord."

"Farewell, gentlemen."

The coachman lowered the car curtain and drove the horse with a whip.

"Scary Medici tigress, I really don't want to go back. If this is a nightmare, I really hope to wake up soon...I'd rather sleep forever in the arms of these smiling gypsy beauties!!!" The cardinal said discouragedly. Leaning back on the red velvet chair, he took a deep breath, trembling, and walked away in the carriage with his eyes closed, heading towards the residence of the Duke of Paris under the respectful eyes of the ministers.

My sister and I walked up to Gringoire. He nervously touched the freckles on his face, rummaged through his pockets, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, lovely girls, Salome, Esme Rada, look... my pocket is cleaner than my face..."

"Haha, it's okay, Mr. Gringoire! You don't have to feel embarrassed. I have something to do with your show not going on. I'm really embarrassed too!" I bit my lip and smiled, grimacing, lively comforted him.

"It's okay, sir! Let's go and look elsewhere!" My sister also said softly and magnanimously.

"What's the name of this clever little goat..." Belle pressed her fluffy head against the back of Gringoire's hand.

My sister replied: "It's called Jiali."

"Then what's the name of this demon... little snake?" Under the gaze of Vanessa with her neck straightened and her mouth opened wide, Grange didn't dare to say that Vanessa was a devil, and forcibly suppressed the word.

"It's called Vanessa!" Vanessa shook her head proudly on my neck and hissed at Gringoire in dissatisfaction.

"Belle! Vanessa! What a name! I want to write a poem about them! Heaven and hell! Snakes and sheep..."

"Belle! Vanessa! Thank you, sir! We have to go first!" I hurriedly interrupted his tirade with emotion.

Gringoire smiled and stroked the kid's head. The young man looked at us fascinated. He didn't dare to look at me because he was in awe of Claude. , My sister and I turned to others.

After a while, our tambourines were full of coins, and the crowd gradually dispersed. A few men were reluctant to leave, but were still following us with great interest. Their women twisted their faces and tried their best. Pinching the men's arms with their nails, slapping them, dragging them away.

"Brothers! Fix it quickly! Bring this sedan chair over here hahaha! The Fool King will take this parade in a while!" The elder brother commanded with his arms akimbo.

Eight beggars were slowly brought over in a huge bamboo palanquin, and a large group of idlers turned into ghosts and ghosts, carrying a full set of royal parade ceremonies, and several tall white prayer candles were inserted around the throne, This candle will burn all night long.

"We will choose the ugliest person in Paris in a while! You can see all kinds of monsters today!" My brother put his arms around me and my sister and said happily: "It's interesting! You two are holding these two big peacock feather fans ! One on each side!"

"You are the ugliest, brother!" I pinched his face and laughed.

"You are ugly! Your whole family is ugly! No, you are the only one who is ugly! Your sister is beautiful! I am so handsome!" The elder brother laughed and said something wrong, and changed his words again.

"I'll let them put their heads in the hole in the four-leaf clover wall, and let the whole city see who is the ugliest!" My brother stuffed two big fans into the hands of my sister and me, and my sister and I were almost overwhelmed. Without a single stagger, the brightly colored feathered fan shaft is about two times as tall as we are.

My elder brother stepped on the steps of Notre Dame, turned around nimbly, jumped up, and put his hands on top of our heads solemnly: "My royal sisters, you two are now the guard of honor gifted by the beggar king. The ugliest fool king follows! Amen!~"

"I don't want to be a court lady, especially the ugliest king's court lady..." I hugged the big fan helplessly, put the fan shaft on the ground, and supported it with my face: "And this fan is top-heavy...".

"That's right, it's not something very face-saving...Brother, what do you think?" My sister curled her mouth, holding me with one hand, and silently holding a big fan with the other.

"Just for fun! I'm so happy to see you two looking down and out!" My brother took back his hand on top of our heads in embarrassment: "And beside the ugly monster! Doesn't it make you look better! I am amazing !"

"Brother... Are you hurting or not...!!!" My sister and I squinted our eyes and looked at him who was ecstatic, and shouted in unison.

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