[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

Why would those nobles in the church make things difficult for Joe on purpose?

Even looking at Joe's face, few people really want to make things difficult for her.

However, this really couldn't help Jojo's intentional stimulation.

That's right, Qiao Qiao made it difficult for the nobles on purpose.

At that time, the system saw that those nobles originally wanted to get close to Joe, who had just entered the church. In a blink of an eye, they seemed to be angered by Joe, and their faces were not very good-looking. obvious.

Just now, Qiao Qiao just tactfully rejected these people's overtures. Even if they felt that they were being humiliated, they were too annoyed.

System: [Fuck, master, you must be stimulating them with mental power, right? 】

Qiao Qiao said quietly: "No, I just magnified their emotions at this moment, it's all their own emotions."

System: [Why are you messing with them? Although you can crush them to death with one finger, they don't bite, but they are aggressive. 】

Qiao Qiao smiled, "I just learned something from Master Darcy. It turns out that the emotional energy provided to me by human believers will be very delicious, and it will be stronger than the energy of ordinary people. I need to verify it."

System: [Huh? 】

Qiao Qiao: "It just so happens that the upper echelons of the church don't value me, so I will slowly accumulate strength."

The system has never understood what she said about accumulating power.

When the system followed Joe to the village in the countryside, he watched Joe treat the villagers here tenderly, kissing every face.

The villagers are willing to come to Joe's side. After all, as long as they stay with this beautiful girl, they seem to have no troubles, and their whole souls seem to be freed from their heavy bodies.

In just a few days, the villagers here turned from a general alienation and politeness to Qiao Qiao to fanatical admiration.

Even Alan, the church entourage who came here with Jojo, was amazed.

System: [Master, what exactly are you going to do? 】

Qiao Qiao said lightly: "I don't want to, but who told the church not to let me go up? Then I have to dig deeper into the countryside. After all, I also need emotional energy to live."

Qiao Qiao described herself as a poor little girl who had to do this, but who in this world could persecute her!

Qiao Qiao visited every household in the village, and was willing to listen to their complaints and confessions, but kept secrets from them. The villagers who had confided to Qiao Qiao felt that they became much more relaxed and comfortable.

In this way, more and more people came to talk to her, and she never refused to come, without any sign of boredom, no matter how late, no matter who came, she would treat them with tenderness equally.

Gradually, even the villagers in the neighboring villages heard about Qiao Qiao's fame, and came from the neighboring villages to tell Qiao Qiao.

Allen, the church attendant who has been standing by Jojo's side, saw all this, and the anger and hatred he had accumulated in his heart slowly melted away.

Joe seemed to feel something and glanced at him calmly.

The system suddenly became tense, 【Master, what are you going to do again? 】

Joe smiled. "I found an interesting thing."

The system is almost "fun" phobic, as long as Qiao Qiao says this word, it means that she is going to make trouble.

Qiaoqiao stayed in the village for a few days, and without any warning, he started to pack his bags.

Allen asked suspiciously: "Miss Wickham, what are you going to do? Go back to church?"

Qiao Qiao said thoughtfully: "No, I'm just a little restless, as if something is about to happen."

On the way back, the two met a man who was sent by Mr. Zachary to deliver the letter. The man told Jojo that Mrs. Darcy had passed away.

Qiao Qiao stood there blankly, seemingly unable to react for a while.

Allen had never seen her reveal such a thing during the time he followed Joe Wickham, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Miss Wickham? Miss Wickham!" he called to her.

Joe turned his head slowly and whispered, "I'm fine."

She blinked her eyes lightly, and a layer of water vapor appeared in her eyes.

The person who came to deliver the letter was also frightened, and hurriedly staggered and said, "Wei, Miss Wickham, if you hurry back now, you may still catch up with Mrs. Darcy's funeral."

Joe took a deep breath, "Thank you."

Resisting the moisture in her eyes, she gracefully rolled onto the horse, turned her head and said to Allen, "Let's go quickly."

Allen nodded immediately and got on his mule.

The messenger stopped Joe, "Wait, Miss Wickham!"

He looked at the emaciated old horse under Joe in embarrassment, "You'd better ride my horse, it can be faster, this horse doesn't seem to be very good."

Joe touched the old horse's mane, "Please don't say that, sir, it can understand."

Messenger: "Horses can understand people, haha, how is this possible?"

Joe: "It carried me as hard as it could before. Although it is old, it still runs very fast."

The messenger showed a look of obvious disbelief.

Qiao smiled and said: "Then, please let my horse compare with Mr.'s horse, and don't underestimate it."

She patted the old horse's neck tenderly.

The sender objected, "Bijibi, Miss Wickham, I'm doing this for your own good, so that you can attend the funeral in time."

Joe lowered his eyes, "I know, thank you sir, but I trust my old partner."

Seeing that Joe didn't listen to him, the messenger inevitably wanted to show off his riding skills.

The messenger quickly got on his horse.

The messenger and Joe stood on the same starting line, and at Allen's order, the two horses rushed out one after the other.

Surprisingly, it was Joe's scrawny old horse that sprang forward first.

The unremarkable old horse rode so fast that it left the messenger's tall horse and Alan's mule behind.

Allen and the messenger glanced at each other.

Messenger: "Is the real horse so powerful?"

Alan's lifeless eyes revealed a little light, "Such miraculous things always happen around Miss Wickham."

People can't help but be full of hope for life and the future.

The messenger nodded repeatedly.

When the three of them arrived near the manor, Joe asked the messenger and Allen to go to the church first, and went to the cemetery alone.

Allen looked at the snow on Joe's body, and couldn't help but said: "Miss Wickham, you've been running around for so long, why don't you take a rest first, eat something, wash up, and then go?"

Joe shook his head, "Not enough time."

Allen and the messenger could only watch her go away in the wind and snow.

The messenger sighed, "Miss Wickham is the nicest person I've ever met."

Allen chuckled, "She is naturally the best in the church."

The messenger was startled, and immediately looked left and right.

Allen: "What do you see, how could those noble gentlemen appear here in such a snowy day?"

The messenger breathed a sigh of relief, "That can't be such nonsense!"

The messenger glanced at him, "With our status, it's not bad to be able to work in the church and earn a little money."

"Even if you can memorize the original Latin Bible, so what? Don't you want to do the same job as a person like me who can't read much?"

Allen silently clenched his palms.

Allen looks weak and delicate, but has a pair of bright eyes. At first glance, he looks like a shy and shy young man, but his eyes are engraved with deep ambition.

Allen whispered: "I must stand out."

The messenger sneered, "Don't dream of Spring and Autumn."

"How do you think you compare to Miss Wickham?"

"I heard that you are the carpenter's son? Miss Wickham is also the housekeeper's daughter after all. She is funded by Lord Darcy. She can speak and read the Bible, and there are so many miraculous deeds around her. But, you Does the higher-ups care about it? Why not throw her to a remote country place, those country people have bad brains and even worse tempers, maybe something will happen to Miss Wickham."

"Will not."

Allen said firmly: "I will protect Miss Wickham."

After being in the church for so long, he only saw light in Miss Wickham, how could he let this light disappear?

No matter what he was asked to do, he must keep this light on all the time.

When the two of them rode horses and mules to the church, the messenger said to Allen in the tone of someone who had come here: "We all know that Miss Wickham did nothing wrong, but she didn't want to flatter those nobles, so she ended up like this , you can sympathize and help, but you still have to put on a show in front of other people, otherwise those noble masters may even bear a grudge against you."

"You see, it's because you're always on Miss Wickham's side that you're pushed out to go with Miss Wickham to that ghost country place, where you're not even given a good horse..."

Allen held the mule's rein and didn't speak.

"By the way, where did you come from? Why have you never heard of it before?"

Allen stopped, "I don't want to say it. After all, my father wanted me to inherit his carpenter status. I didn't want to. I wanted to get ahead, so I ran out by myself."

The messenger sighed: "It's not so easy to get ahead, but you are so good-looking, it's better to marry a woman with a rich dowry if you want to get ahead, that kind of widowed lady is the best, from now on you There is no need to try any more.”

Allen's eyes were burning, but he gritted his teeth and refused to make a sound.

"Speaking of which, you and Miss Wickham are really in a similar situation. Miss Wickham is also unwilling to stay in Pemberley Manor as a maid. If she stays, maybe she can take over her father's position of housekeeper. What a life that would be."

"Although Miss Wickham is astonishingly beautiful, don't even think about marrying her. She doesn't have a penny income, and it would be very disadvantageous to marry her."

Allen sneered, "Money, money, money, it's all money."

Messenger: "You want to get ahead because of money."

"However, poor and beautiful girls generally don't have good results, and I don't know what will happen to Miss Wickham in the end. There are many nobles in our church who are interested in her."

"It's a pity that no one dares to say it. After all, the earl's son is completely at odds with her."

"I also admire Miss Wickham. After all, she made a vow at a young age that she will never marry, have no children, and abandon all worldly desires. She is probably an ascetic."

Allen whispered: "Miss Wickham is indeed more like a monk than any monk in the church."

"If even someone like Miss Wickham can't go to the upper echelons of the church, then..."

He really despaired of the church, he might as well choose to join the army.