【Notre Dame Cathedral】Salome of the Archdeacon

Beggar King Cloban led the tide-makers up and down the vast icy river for nearly an hour. Some young priests passing by were dumbfounded and envied the good physiques of those "bottom" men and women, but this admiration was in the What comes out of his demeanor, rather than speaking with his mouth, the priest's mouth can only be used for prayer, but sometimes he will say some love words and drink some wine. Of course, this situation only exists in private life.

The monks passing by the river bank in twos and threes frowned or sighed, some immediately bowed their heads and walked away, and some stopped to watch for a while.They are always forced to take cold showers, and there is no hot water for low-level positions. Our friend John Jr. mentioned this before. Some of the minutiae.

A few aristocratic ladies secretly turned their heads to look at the arms of the young people. They liked to see those muscular men, the bulging blood vessels on the arms of the youthful youths in the river, and the strong abdominal muscles between their waists and abdomens.Especially the man who swam the fastest, his brown muscles wet by the river glistened, his black braids spread out, and wetly stuck to his strong chest muscles, he and his companions were shaving each other.

The aristocratic family has strict family education for the ladies. Some of them have never left the house, and some of them have been staying in the convent girls' school to learn etiquette from the nuns. They have never had the opportunity to have intimate contact with men, so they looked at their brothers and them more curiously. Swimming, and I don't care about making things difficult for the servant to shine shoes.

Under the envious eyes of the monks on the river bank, John whistled loudly at the noble women, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The monks were afraid of standing on the shore (especially next to the flamboyant John) and being suspected of molesting good women, so they all went back to Notre Dame with their heads down, and disappeared in an instant.

"Don't whistle, John, I'm embarrassed by the girls." Gringoire raised his trouser belt, blushing, at such a big age, even though he was married, he was still a "yellow boy". It's been seen by a woman.

John clicked his tongue, and pointed to Cloban who was facing the river as a mirror and trimming his beard: "Gringoire, you are not ashamed to see your brother."

"You boy! Why am I ashamed to swim? I didn't swim in their family's river! Why, wild swimming affects the appearance of your city in Paris?" My brother tried his best to tilt his mouth, and trimmed the beard on the left side of his strong jaw line. stubble.

"My God! Brother, you really don't understand style. No wonder you haven't married a wife yet, and you don't even have a lover." John was stunned, raising and lowering his eyebrows.

The elder brother questioned John who helped Gringoire shave: "What do you mean? Does it have anything to do with whether I marry or not?"

"You don't understand even if I say it. This romantic story is just a word of love." John shaved Gringoire's beard like a barber, and shaved half of his beard for the dwarf military commander, shaking his head in a mysterious way. .

"Don't talk about falling down! The guy who doesn't study hard still pretends to be polite, don't talk to us." The elder brother waved his hand violently.

"Brother, what John means is that you have never been emotional, so there is no woman around you who loves you." Gringoire held his trousers with his left hand, and floated loosely on the water with his right hand. He was always very tired holding his trousers.

"Oh, they don't like me because they have no vision and are as handsome as me." My brother doesn't care if there is a woman who loves him, he believes that there will always be such a beautiful woman who "knows the pearl".

John thinks that Croban's image of a tough guy is very popular with girls, and there are still many girls whose eyes are glued to him: "How do you know they don't like you? Just now when they saw your body, they were almost drooling."

"In this case, they should be ashamed." Croban frowned and looked at the girls on the bank in disgust, and then said loudly: "Okay! Don't look! Let's go! Little girls , Have you ever seen a man? Don’t be too obsessed with my handsome face! I know I have an incredible face, so don’t delay my shaving.”

The beggar king's incomprehensible tough guy's speech was stirring on the cold and foggy Seine River. People looked at the girls around them in amazement, causing the women to cry in embarrassment.

"Brother, your name is Iron and Steel." Gringoire grinned like a piece of ox tongue cake, climbed up to the river bank, hugging the lamb, Jiali, at a loss, and fed her a handful of goats that had just been pulled up from the bottom of the river. Aquatic plants, aquatic plants have more salt, lambs love to eat them.

"...T'estropbon, monfrère! (French: amazing, my brother!)" John washed his face speechlessly and gave a thumbs up to the beggar king with a look of lovelessness.

Claude and I, who were on top of a tall building, both heard his iconic rough speech. We were reluctant to say goodbye because we wanted to say goodbye, but we squeezed to the small window and lay on our stomachs to watch my brother's wonderful performance. Performance.

"This is amazing." Claude knelt on the window frame like a curious baby, put his arms around my shoulders, and looked into the river with wide eyes: "How can Cloban use such a bold and unrestrained method?" voice yelling that women are infatuated with him, and at the church door."

"My brother just said that he has an incredible face hahaha!" My brother is too nb, he is floating, but he seems to be floating like this all the time: "My brother has taken a bath! I am a little afraid that he will catch a cold, Where is my sister? Why didn't she come with Gringoire?"

"Your sister may have left with Phoebus, the river is cold, and Cloban can come to our house to wash." Claude leaned on me.

"Our family?" I didn't know we still had a family. The bishop drove me away from Claude. It seemed a shame that his students married me.

"Our Frollo family's manor, although not too big, is on Teilsharp Street, on the main road of my fiefdom, near the University City on the other side of the river, not far from the River Beach Square, and my lairs are everywhere. "Claude said secretly in my ear, like a big black spider, with a secret web, and his "nest" cannot be known to others, where his precious books are hidden: "Lovely little My friend, I was going to move you out, but I was stuck in Notre Dame in the middle of the island by my duties, so, it's a pity, but I haven't been home in a long time, and now I can't afford to clean it My helper, the soot in the fireplace must be terrible, and I can't let you sweep the floor with me for a few days."

"John never went home, and he would not take the initiative to clean the house! I forbid him to bring women home, and he brought back several girls and girls a day. He was only fourteen or five years old at that time, and he had fallen like this Already!" Claude became angry when John was mentioned, and looked helplessly at his younger brother who was paddling below.

"Are you sure he's not precocious? Claude. This kid has grown up like this since he took some magical medicine. At such a young age, he has an unbelievably rich experience with "women." I couldn't believe it, this kid What to eat makes up for this.

"The same is true for the cardinal. They both may have taken the wrong medicine." Claude nodded thoughtfully.

"Did John grow up with Duke Balck?"

"Yes. They are young and study in a school. They have always fought for women since they were young."

"I'm blowing Sting. Seriously, I'm really surprised." I watched John shamelessly whistle to the girls on the bank: "I have to educate John, I can't let him continue to do whatever he wants, I really I'm afraid that your younger brother will die on the issue of women."

"He and Cardinal Balck always say that women make their hair shine, that beautiful women make them happier, that they nourish their lives, and that's all nonsense to justify their own evil deeds. "Claude imitated the way the two young men spoke, mocking vividly.

"Then Balck slept with Anne Boleyn, and John and Phoebus became friends at the drinking table, and paid Phoebus to be a prostitute." to go together.

"I'm too dereliction of duty, look at my brother and students!" Claude was sad again.

"It's okay, Claude, you tried your best... The captain of the Holy See Guard is also your student, isn't it quite normal." I think it is not easy for Claude to be true. It is very difficult to teach these two people to be true, so I can only comfort him He said a few words, I think the captain of the Holy See guard is okay.

"He is Mrs. Christine's lover." Claude changed his face, with a very uncomfortable expression, as if swallowing a fly.

"Who is Christine?" I wonder why the calm Claude feels physically and mentally uncomfortable when he mentions this person.

"Mrs. Christine Borgia Gayfontaine is a wealthy widow. She is related to Mrs. Patricia's family. The Borgia family and the Medici family have always been married." Claude tightened Frowning tightly, he took a deep breath.

"Her taste is not bad, at least her lover is not so philandering... Why do you emphasize male lovers, is there a female lover?" I think it is pretty good so far.

"Sometimes I really don't want to know about the chaos of these nobles. Unfortunately, I always have to attend the banquet held by the emperor. I can refuse the invitation of any family, but I can't refuse the invitation of the emperor." Claude seems to have seen Something that had a great psychological impact on me, I frowned in pain, and I patted his back, his heart was full of desolation of moral depravity, his student - the captain of the guard of the Holy See, Erwin, was really miserable, With tears in his eyes, he swallowed, and after a long silence, he narrated in a low voice with deep pain: "I have seen with my own eyes that fat woman put her arms around a reluctant young girl, and she forced... oh no! God help me Eyes! Right at the banquet, I really don't want to see it at all! Emperor Louis was so outraged that he ordered her to be banned from any royal gatherings. She couldn't tell she was a woman at all, or even a human being, like a giant elephant No one dared to control the Medici, let alone the people of Borgia! She molested the 17-year-old prince in front of Emperor Louis, and even asked the king to leave a handsome maid The ghost knows what happened to that maid, and she died within a few days... No matter men or women, as long as they are beautiful humans, she likes them, as long as she likes them, she will force that person to submit to her, that is rape|violence! Erwin told me that in her luxurious and luxurious castle, all the decorations and people are beautiful, but she is the ugliest."

"This... I can only say that the captain of the Holy See Guard is really miserable." I feel that I have also accepted incompetence, and there is such a cruel existence in this world.

"And she's over 60 years old this year, even the old bishop is afraid of being missed by her." Claude is a mental cleanser and can't tolerate a little dirt.

"That's not necessary for duck, the old bishop can rest assured that no woman misses him now." The old man will not let it go, can't it.

"Teacher, he... was really missed by Mrs. Christine. He said that he was quite young at that time, a handsome nobleman, and my wife, Mrs. Lindsay, was also missed by the terrifying Mrs. Christine. She even wants to rob the bishop and his wife..." Claude's mental cleanliness made him feel terribly uncomfortable when he mentioned these "upper" society dirty things.

"That's really scary." I was completely convinced, feeling sorry for them: "The bishop is so pitiful, I won't choke him again next time he loses his temper."

"My poor student Ervin is the real ninja." It turned out that the captain of the Holy See Guard was named Evan (Evan), and Claude talked about Erwin's tragic fate: "He has no father and mother, and was forced by Mrs. Christine For many years. He wanted to marry a wife, but Mrs. Christine almost killed all the women he loved... He was distraught, thinking that he would stop hurting innocent girls, so he told me that he never wanted to marry again His wife's business, his life is finished! He said that he couldn't stand this kind of torture every day, and he couldn't even commit suicide. The fat lady always sent eyeliner to him, and once he wanted to run away, he was caught. After a severe beating, I saved him, but he said it would be better not to save him."

"No... this is terrible."

"When the Duke of Cormontil was still a viscount, he almost couldn't survive because of her coercion. In the end, Christine saw how handsome he was, so she couldn't bear to let him "disappear", so she let him go. Lance died, and later he married a lady from the Medici family, so Christine couldn't do anything to him anymore."

"...She didn't do anything to you!" I was nervous.

"Little friend, can you hope that I will be better..." Claude smiled angrily: "Am I handsome in your heart?"

"Hmm! You are the most handsome! She can't defile you!" I nodded my head.

"You think too much, no one will defile me, no one dares, no one even dares to think." Claude touched my face.

"Then can I defile you?" I smiled.

"What is this kid talking about..." Claude frowned slightly, and then said calmly, "Of course."

"No, puff..." I bared my teeth and laughed.

The strong Quasimodo was roughly pushed down on the snow by the servants, and the cold air in Paris was restless. "The citizens of Paris just want to see some blood." The news of Zhong Ren's absolution spread like wildfire, one spread to ten, ten to hundreds, even the country gentry who had just entered the city knew about it, and I was well-known, but my title became "Mei Suo". Lilith of Potamia." (Note: Lilith Lailah is the witch who represents sex in the "Bible Old Testament", Adam's first wife, because of the "problem of who is above and who is below", she quarreled with Adam Escaped from the Garden of Eden, had a serpent tail, and ended up marrying the demon Satan.)

Later, I just wanted to ask, who gave me the nickname!I should have known, though, that they had nothing nice to say about me—for no other reason than that, in the witch trials that were customary in the Middle Ages, it was this: "A woman can do a thing that shows she is a witch." .Because she must have practiced witchcraft, otherwise how could she succeed. So the great wisdom of the Middle Ages came to a conclusion: 'A woman succeeds because she is bad and evil, and she must have used shady means, and The devil made a deal.'”

Is this reasonable? !Anyway, it was "reasonable" in the "witch hunt" in the Middle Ages. They said you are what you are, and the witch's judgment standard is more harsh on gypsy women and any women of other races.Also, I made their ridiculously boring day lack the bloody whiplash scars on Quasimodo's hunchback, and took all the twisted fun out of me, and I'm definitely the worst kind of woman ever - "Lilith the Lover of Satan" .

"Claude, do you know what I'm about to give you?" I folded Claude's cloak neatly and lowered my eyebrows: "I'm especially good at playing tricks."

"My dear madam, if you continue to speak in this way, you will be misunderstood by the bishop again." Claude crossed his hands and grasped the black gloves.

"That noble old man always wears tinted glasses, and his mind is full of horses and carriages. I can't blame me." I imitated Claude and turned the ring on my hand.

"But you always say 'I am above you below'." Claude felt that such words were really hard to say.

"Don't worry, I'll pay more attention next time..." I rolled my golden eyes, held back for a long time under his melancholy gaze, and finally said, "I'll try my best.

I walked out of the door slowly, resisting not looking at him, I knew he was staring at my back, hugged his black cloak, and just walked to the stairs.

Claude watched his wife leave just like that, but the little enemy suddenly turned around, jumped on his waist, put his arms around his neck, and kissed his waist so hard that he had no choice but to hold on The window sill, I kicked hard on the window sill, he hugged me and fell to the ground.

If we fell down from the window just now, we would definitely fall to our death, but this time it was not him who fell to death.

"God, damn it! Little friend, you are courting death! Why are you so disobedient! Now that you are so dishonest, I am really going to be angry!" Claude's face really became an "unbelievable face", frightened His pale face was also mixed with a shy blush, which was strange no matter how you looked at it. He patted my waist, reproached me and slapped me a few times unbearably. He was frightened just now.

"Have you kept the marriage certificate?" I moved my lips and pinched his purse, which looked like a piece of paper.

"It's been in the purse all the time. You still have the heart to ask this, you scared me to death just now!" Claude shook me wildly in his arms.

"If I die, I will die myself. You promise me to live well." I was amused by him: "Your money is exchanged for such a small piece of paper."

"Nonsense! You still have the nerve to laugh and talk nonsense... Oh, why did the Holy Mother send you to torment me like this, I still enjoy it!" Claude rubbed his waist bitterly.

"I mean, if, one day, like Mrs. Lindsay, I can't live forever." I was still laughing, not wanting to make him sad that one day I would suddenly disappear.

... There was another sad silence.

"Then I'll go with you." He said firmly without any hesitation.

"Don't you, my life is very big, I can't die, you don't have to be, you only have a big nose, you have to see clearly." I half joked: "I'm sorry for scaring you just now."

I held his head and finally kissed him until I suffocated, although I was so scared that I held my breath.

"Madam, don't leave quickly. I won't be able to stop the Bishop from throwing you out later." Claude didn't want me to leave either, but the more he delayed, the more reluctant he was, so he might as well let me leave quickly.

"Why did you push me away? You're afraid that I'll spoil you, right?" I crossed my arms, put my face under his chin, and tilted my head to look up at him.

"It seems that you don't want to find your mother anymore, or now I will..." Claude stared at me and pulled me into his arms.

"I'm going, I'm going." Well, I was really afraid of him, and ran out quickly: "Quasimodo! I'm coming!" I still want to kneel with Quasimodo.

"My child, don't forget to take the wool!" Claude sat on the ground and told my back.

"Got it!" I ran downstairs to get two bundles of wire, and ran out of Notre Dame in a hurry, most of the priests ignored me.

——————— This is a dividing line

Here, Esmeralda is suffering an unprecedented insult.

"What are you? How dare you snatch my fiancé!" A loud slap was accompanied by a sharp and sweet scolding from a girl.

This slap on the lily was really exhausting, my hands were really numb, my sister had a salty taste in her mouth, her beautiful brown cheeks were red and swollen from the slap, tears filled her eyes.

"Who are you! Why did you hit someone for no reason!" My sister was crying and fell on the mahogany counter. Phoebus pretended not to see it. one time.

"Lily, what's the matter, calm down... Ladies don't hit people..." Phoebus smiled mischievously, feeling that it was difficult for him to balance the situation.

Christina was very happy. She thought that these two sisters deserved to be beaten, especially that Salome, who pursed her lips viciously: "Shut up! Captain Phoebus, our Lily is just going to fight with this bitch." Politely just chatting."

"Miss Christina, did you tell Lily?" Phoebus was furious, this Christina really likes to blame others, you don't care about Salome if you don't like her!He endured it again, he really didn't dare to have an attack—even if he was killed, he wouldn't dare to offend the Borgia family and the terrifying Mrs. Christine, feeling extremely suffocated.

"It's not me, it's the witch's bitch sister. If you want to blame, blame her." Christina wanted to stir up conflicts between the gypsy sisters. Her mother taught her to deal with the enemies one by one. , is Borgia's natural talent.

"My sister won't tell you anything! She's not that kind of person, and she doesn't know you!"

"Just ask her, she caused it." Christina gritted her teeth with hatred: "That gypsy woman named Salome dared to use witchcraft to frighten her and make her lose face! How dare that witch let me not Be happy, I will make you all unhappy."

When Lily saw Esmeralda begging for help from Phoebes while her fiancé remained indifferent, she felt a lot more at ease, and her natural pride became even more domineering: "Yo! It's just you, too. Dare to enter a jewelry store without taking a good look at yourself in a mirror, do you deserve it?! What did Phoebus buy for you? Don’t you want to show it to me? You stole someone else’s man, so you shouldn’t be proud Are you talking in front of me?"

"Dear cousin, I didn't buy anything..." Phoebus felt that this was the most difficult moment for him. He just wanted to quickly escape from this playful Shura field, and kept winking at the boss.

"That's right, my lord, he didn't buy anything." The boss's eyes matched with Phoebus's signal, and he hurriedly helped to make a fool of himself.

Miss Lily is still very angry, but although she is angry that Phoebe is meeting with other women to buy things, she is sure that she is Phoebe's only wife candidate, and he can only marry her: "Then what's the matter with this necklace? ? Boss, you don't think that this kind of poor beggar woman from a foreign land can afford to buy any and a half things in this store?"

"That's right, Boss, the most important thing in doing business is to look at the customers, who can afford it, and who is here to pretend!" Christina continued to fire at the side.

"The beads on this emerald necklace are good, I want it! I want to tear up this gemstone chain and sew it on the upper of my shoe. This woman is not worthy to carry my shoes, and this good gemstone is dirty! But gemstones are not guilty after all, and they are worthy of blocking dust on my shoes." Lily covered her mouth and smiled, her sister felt that she had no courage to move, and she didn't have the strength to move again, Phoebus didn't care She, let her be trampled on like a rag.

My sister knew that she was wronged, but she couldn't help but argue. She wanted to retain the last trace of dignity. Whoever faced this level of humiliation would still want to resist even if they were wronged: "Who cares about lifting your shoes! What do you have?" Great, if Phoebes hadn't brought me here, I wouldn't need this shit, too cold and useless for food and water."

Esmeralda had no choice but to use this non-existent "love" to defend her only remaining face. At this moment, her face was no longer rosy, but pale, looking at the emerald-like face that Phoebus dared not look directly at. Tears flowed from his eyes, and he laughed wildly: "What are you! Phoebus's true love is me, and he didn't marry you. It's not sure who is the right one! What a rich family daughter, I think you are nothing more than that." Shrew and jealous woman, otherwise, why wouldn't Phoebus love you!"

"Oh my God! Don't talk nonsense, I have always loved my lily." Phoebus covered Esmeralda's mouth in fright, and his sister bit his hand hard, and he was stunned. Shi Qiang gritted his teeth and didn't dare to cry out. He covered his hands and cursed in a low voice, and said courteously to Miss Lily: "She drank too much, my good cousin, don't believe her one-sided words."

"Wait a minute, this emerald necklace is exactly the same in my mother's gold shop. Boss, you can't steal this one, can it be a stolen item?" Christina suddenly discovered the style of this necklace and she very familiar.

"That's not true! Don't wrong the villain, give me 1 guts and I wouldn't dare to steal from Mrs. Christine! I wouldn't dare to accept stolen goods!" The boss was frightened to death, so he accepted Captain Phoebes. The money to help him deal with this foreign woman does not include putting his own life in it!He didn't dare to look at Phoebes: "You two young ladies are both knowledgeable, just take a good look and you'll understand. Miss, take it down and have a look, don't make it difficult for me, a small businessman."

Christina tore off the necklace on her sister's neck, and even scratched her delicate neck. Holding the chain with her little finger, she looked at it for a while.

"Lily, you're laughing so hard now! What kind of emerald is this? It's just a low-quality glass bead. The glass in my windows is better than this!" Christina laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist. The cute Smeralda was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to escape from here.

"Really, Christina! Show me!" Lily was surprised and delighted, feeling that the woman in front of her was a big joke, and her voice became sharper: "Oh my god... oh, this lady busker, My cousin is reluctant to give you even one crown, if I were you, I would die, you are really worthless, and I don’t even want to pay you back.”

Esmeralda didn't know what to say, her soul had gone far away, the tears in her eyes had dried up, she just murmured blankly to herself: "It's made of glass, Phoebus, they said the necklace you gave me It's made of glass."

"Well, this is just a trial product...there will be real ones, not now..." Phoebe only felt embarrassed, but didn't feel sorry for anyone.

"People, it's important to have self-knowledge. You and your sister are cheap men who like to seduce others. Do you want to compete with us noble ladies? Let's talk according to your own virtue, don't blame me Vulgar, because you can’t even afford a mirror! Don’t be ashamed, just try to be fresh if you look good, and grab it from us, you’re not that good.” Miss Christina continued to humiliate the silent Esmeralda, the difference between her and the lily is that she never leaves any room for the enemy to breathe, and her moves are fatal.The lady's mole on her chin danced wantonly with her unreasonable mouth: "I heard that Princess Margaret will hire your sister as a bridesmaid, which is really a good joke in our daughter-in-law circle. Princess I really can't think about it. I recruited Anne and Mary, two "professional mistresses" as maids. This time, the taste is even worse. Letting us educated ladies choose a "God's bitch" ｜Son'! It can be called the most annoying woman I have ever seen! Mrs. Boge has to ask for advice like her as a mistress. The witch has become a lady of the nobility, which is really a shame for the Church."

"I wanted to be the bridesmaid of the future queen, so that I could shine on the lintel and get closer to my fiancé. Why are you witches trying to get in the way? Are you cheap or not?" Lily thought more and more. The more excited I am, if it weren't for these outsiders, I would be much smoother. The damn witch can sing and dance, Hebrew, Latin, and messy skills. Anyway, it's all the gypsy witch's fault.

"Let's go, it's not worth talking about." Christina lifted the hem of her skirt, turned her toes, crushed the glass emerald, and crushed Esmeralda's heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, Phoebus chased the carriage of Gongde Yuegui's family, and Esmeralda fell into despair. She didn't know what she was doing or what she should do.

Lily was still angry, she pushed the dazed coachman out of the cart, and drove the horse all the way, ignoring Christina's piercing screams, as she said she was about to rush to the mansion opposite Greve Square, kicking down the horse along the way. There are many vegetable piles and stalls.

The horse neighed all the way, and ran with its hooves, turned its head while running, and finally got out of the rein on the river bank not far from Gongde Yuegui's mansion, kicked, and the whole carriage turned over, including the people and the carriage. Into the Seine.

The car landed right behind the Beggar King and his party. They had just landed and were drying off when a huge splash of water suddenly shot up behind them. They thought there was a "river roar" and unconsciously ran a few steps away.

I was just about to kneel down with Quasimodo, and the water splashed everyone on the shore. Claude was watching me by the window, but suddenly heard a loud noise and witnessed the carriage crash into the water.This depth charge shocked all the priests in Notre Dame to poke their heads out.

"Someone has fallen into the water!" shouted the people on the shore, and the elder brother who was wiping his hair threw the gray towel on the ground, and immediately jumped into the river again, John followed suit, and Gringoire tied his trouser belt tightly and waited on the bank. pull people.

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