Heathcliff was still riding on the tall Dutch warm-blooded horse, holding a rifled musket in his hand, followed by several black short-haired Rottweilers, one of whom was holding a bloody rottweiler in his mouth as if showing off. Gray Rabbit.

"I haven't thanked you for what happened that day." Mary tried her best to ignore the ferocious hounds, "Thanks to you, the soldier was willing to let me go."

"You should stay away from me, after all I am a murderer."

Heathcliff showed sarcasm, and loaded a few more bullets into the shotgun.

Mary was a little embarrassed, she didn't want to leave, she didn't want to stay, and finally she could only remind her dryly, "You can't hunt here."

But the other party obviously didn't intend to accept this kind reminder. He circled Mary on horseback with contempt in his eyes.

"I guess you must be regretting going to the police station to testify that day. Now, the whole of Hertford is discussing the relationship between you, me, and Frank."

"I don't regret it." Mary explained earnestly, "Besides, those things are just their imaginations."

"However, you will soon know that those imaginings are enough to destroy a person." Heathcliff remained expressionless, clamped the horse's stomach with his legs, and disappeared quickly.

"Soon you'll learn that those assumptions are enough to destroy a person."

This sentence was like a curse, and since the day she met Heathcliff in the pasture, Mary began to hear the gossip of her neighbors more and more frequently.

At first, they deliberately avoided her, but then they actually came to ask her directly.

Especially now that it's Christmas, people in the village are all idle at home, and there is almost nothing to do every day except prepare roast turkey and gingerbread, so gossip has become a rare pleasure in their lives.

Mary was only 22 years old when she died in her previous life, so even if she lives again, she doesn't know how to deal with those malicious speculations.

Fortunately, she doesn't care about these.

What's more, she has to be busy investigating who the "intruder" is, and is also preparing to improve the sanitary conditions in the village. After all, she doesn't want to die of the Black Death like she did in her previous life.

According to the timeline of her previous life, there are still at least seven years before the outbreak of the Black Death in Hertfordshire, but due to the butterfly effect, Mary dare not take it lightly.

In her previous life, she was the only one in Bennet's family who was killed by the Black Death, which was already a blessing among luck.

This time, she was ambitious and wanted to keep the Black Death out of Hertfordshire.

The Black Death was spread mainly by rats and fleas, two creatures that were frequent visitors to the countryside.It's not easy to get rid of them.

Following the instructions of "Health and Science" (Note 1), Mary, with the help of the cook, first cleaned up the weeds around the house, and then disposed of all the junk piled up in the storage room.

This aroused Lydia's great opinion, because she piled up a lot of things in the storage room that "will never be used, but are reluctant to throw away".

Mary remembered clearly that the first mouse was born in Bennet Manor.

So this time she focused on cleaning up here, and as expected, the cook opened a wooden box, and several black, furry mice ran out of it.

When Lydia found out, she immediately vowed never to have anything in the box again, and even donated her pocket money to buy bay leaves.

Mr. Bennet also asked someone to make a few mousetraps and put them inside and outside the manor, and soon caught three more fat and big mice.

Finally, they replaced the various food storage containers with airtight lids to reduce food sources for the mice.

This vigorous "rat eradication project" lasted for half a month. At first, the neighbors thought that Mary's mind was irritated by Frank's incident, but later they found traces of rats in their utility room, so They also joined the ranks of cleaning up the waste.

They also grow bay leaves together and make mouse traps.Even the girls who didn't have to do housework started to pack their treasure boxes. Everyone was busy, and even the gossip about Frank didn't interest them.

Ai Mier sat on a recliner in the yard, propped her face with her left hand, and looked at the busy neighbors with disinterest.

She didn't have any luggage, so she didn't need to clean it.

What's more, although the Black Death has always terrified the entire European continent, it is not mentioned in "Pride and Prejudice", so Emily firmly believes that Mary and the others are just worrying unfoundedly.

"The world here will not be exactly the same as the original." The system reminded its host in a low voice.

"Of course it's different. In the original book, Elizabeth married Darcy, but here, I am Mrs. Darcy." Emily laughed triumphantly.

system:……

As the mice gradually disappeared, Frank's case gradually became clear.

The murderer was also a navy soldier. He owed some gambling debts to Frank. Seeing that the day to repay the money was coming, but he had no pockets, so he decided to kill Frank.

He also took all of Frank's belongings and planned to flee to London, but found that everyone suspected Heathcliff as the murderer, so he stayed with peace of mind.

It wasn't until a few days ago that he uttered the truth after drinking that he revealed the truth.Sheriffs found Frank's ring and wallet at his residence, along with an IOU.It was immediately decided to bring him to justice.

Mr. Bennet finally decided to visit Heathcliff at Netherfield Manor to express his gratitude to him, and Mary followed.

Netherfield Manor is also carrying out a "rat removal plan". There are many rooms here, and even the garden has two front and back, so it takes more time to clean up.

Mary glanced at the pigeons on the lawn, thinking several times that these white birds could also spread the bubonic plague.But I also feel that this is too rude, so I can only hold back for the time being, and plan to talk about it at a suitable time in the future.

Mr. Bingley warmly invited Mary and her father into the living room, and provided them with delicious black tea and milk caps. However, when he learned of their purpose, he was a little embarrassed.

"My friend has a weird temper. Sometimes what he says is not what he meant." Mr. Bingley carefully considered his words, wanting to maintain his friend's image, and worried about self-defeating.

Bingley naturally wanted his friend to come out and have a cup of tea with Mr. Bennet, but according to Heathcliff's temper, it was absolutely impossible for him to come out at this moment; , this is the second.

Therefore, Mr. Bingley is in a dilemma at the moment. He can only delay time by drinking tea, and at the same time try to think of a way to achieve both ends.

Just when he was about to drink up a pot of tea, Heathcliff came out by himself with a rifled gun.

But he didn't come to see the Bennet father and daughter, but was going to go hunting.

"Hunting is not allowed on the pasture." Mary couldn't help reminding again.

"But I can, do you know why?" Heathcliff stopped unexpectedly, and his attitude was actually pretty good, but then he returned to that gloomy look.

"Because I just brought in £5000 of investment here, that stupid sheriff will let me go."

Mary was taken aback for a moment, but soon understood.

The magistrate has always been reluctant to provoke those soldiers, so even if he knew the real culprit, he would not reveal it easily. He just wanted to find a stranger to take the blame.

It wasn't until Heathcliff took out 5000 pounds to invest in Hertfordshire that the sheriff realized that this person was less offending than those soldiers, so he began to seriously investigate the case.

"I think this book is yours." Mr. Bingley smiled dryly, trying to relieve the awkward atmosphere, and then he took out a copy of "The Treatment of Intermittent Fever" and put it on the table.

Mary was instantly happy. She had been looking for this book for the past few days, but she lost it here unexpectedly.

It's a pity that this happy mood didn't last long. As soon as Mary entered the house, she saw Mrs. Bennet sitting aggressively on the chair by the fireplace, with several books in front of her that should have been placed in the bedroom: "On the Fever" ", "About Malignant Ulcerative Pharyngitis" (Note 3) and "Human Structure" (Note 4).

"I must hire a strict tutor for you." Mrs. Bennet threw the "Anatomy of the Human Body" in front of Mary.

"You read some messy things every day. How can a lady read such books."

"For God's sake, Mom. It's just a collection of medical papers."

Mary picked up the book, flipped through a few pages, and soon understood why her mother was angry.

For the purpose of research, there are many illustrations of naked human bodies in this "Human Body Structure", and they are drawn in great detail.

But Mrs. Bennet is obviously not listening to this at the moment, and she insists that Mary needs the help of a governess to be a decent girl again.

"Why are these books here?" Mary suddenly asked. She felt very strange. Although the mother was strict, she still respected the children's privacy and never entered their room without authorization.

"These are not issues you should be concerned about." Mrs. Bennet felt a little guilty, she quickly glanced at Emily who was sitting by the fireplace, and said perfunctorily.

It's a pity that this detail was discovered by the sharp-eyed Mary, so Emily found a large piece of ink on her favorite dress that night.

"You are deliberate revenge!" Emily screamed while holding her skirt.

"So, you admit that you brought those books to my mother?" Mary raised her eyebrows and stared straight at Emily.

"I, I'm helping you find your way back." Ai Mier argued with her neck stuck.

She thought Mary would be sent to a girls' school to learn etiquette, but Mrs. Bennet was so softhearted that she just hired a governess.

It seems that the system is right, this Mary is really difficult, she has to continue to find a way to drive her away.

On Wednesday morning, a woman in a long gray serge dress appeared at Bennet Manor on time. She was carrying a heavy suitcase and a black umbrella on her wrist. She had two deep nasolabial folds on her face. Like a lonely old crow.

"Hello, Miss Mary, I'm Pamela Gray. From today onwards, I will be fully responsible for your home education." The old crow explained sullenly.

Mary suddenly had a bad premonition.

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