[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

Mr. Evan's words immediately reminded Mr. Bingley.

No wonder he looked at Mr. Evan's face familiarly. It turned out that he was the youngest son of Earl Evan.

But not even an earl's son should treat a lady like that.

Mr. Bingley disapproved: "Sir, you should not treat Miss Wickham like this."

Mr. Evan stared at Mr. Bingley like a puffer fish.

It seemed that the more Mr. Bingley spoke for Miss Wickham, the angrier he became.

As for why he became like this...

Allen sneered in his heart, turned his head and said to Qiao Wen: "Today is the day of your father's burial, and you presided over the funeral yourself. You must be very tired. You might as well go to rest earlier."

Hearing this, Mr. Evan, who was about to rush to Bentley, froze suddenly.

Joe smiled and said, "I'm fine, but, is Mr. Evan's old illness recurring? Why don't I help Mr. Evan deal with his emotions first?"

Mr. Bingley was confused when he heard this. Mr. Evan looked so majestic and high-spirited when he was angry. There was no sign of illness at all.

Mr. Evan said nothing, but turned around and walked up the steps.

After he took a few steps, he turned to Joe and said, "Hurry up!"

Joe smiled and followed, and Mr. Evan slowed down, waiting for her to catch up.

Mr. Bingley always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what it was.

He heard the monk next to him mutter in a low voice: "What a fool."

Allen raised his head, alienated and respectful to Mr. Bingley: "Thank you for sending Miss Wickham back, it's getting late, you should leave earlier."

He nodded to Mr. Bingley, and took Miss Wickham's horse, and went off without looking back.

The old horse obviously knew Alan very well, and when he was led away, he rubbed Alan affectionately with the horse's head.

Alan didn't dislike it either, but instead smiled and patted its neck.

Mr. Bingley let out a little breath.

He was very glad that he caught up with Miss Wickham, and walked with her for a while, before he realized that she was not what the rumors said.

Miss Wickham is gentle and kind, pure and intelligent, she is very knowledgeable but still pure in heart, she is really the best person, no wonder Fitzwilliam Darcy and George Darcy treat her differently .

Miss Wickham was such a lady who deserved all love.

Unfortunately, old Mr. Darcy forced her to make an oath.

"Sir... sir..."

The coachman called several times before he woke up Mr. Bingley.

"Sir, where are we going next?"

Mr. Bingley made up his mind and said, "Go to Pemberley Manor."

Today, while in the cemetery, Fitzwilliam clearly heard George Darcy's confession to Miss Wickham. He wanted to rush over to explain something to Miss Wickham, and hoped that the Darcy brothers would not turn against each other because of this. I hope that the beautiful and kind Miss Wickham will not be hurt by this.

……

On the other hand, a little earlier, after Mr. Darcy returned to the carriage, George Wickham actually approached with a shy face.

What Mr. Darcy has been through today is bad enough, and he doesn't have the extra energy to deal with a scoundrel.

However, he couldn't show his fatigue in front of George Wickham, which would usher in more ridicule from George.

"Well, Mr. Darcy, I've seen everything that happened today."

Who knows, George Wickham dropped a bomb on him as soon as he got into the car.

Mr. Darcy looked at him at once.

George Wickham sat across from Darcy, with one leg crossed over the other, and stared at him with interest in a rogue-like smile.

Mr. Darcy said coldly: "What are you talking about? What did you see?"

George Wickham grinned. "My sister is a real beauty, and everyone who sees her loves her, isn't she?"

"Even at a funeral, you can't help but be moved."

"Oh, maybe some people are secretly looking forward to such a funeral, so that they can meet her again."

He waved his hand with a smile, "Mr. Darcy, don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about you."

well.

Mr. Darcy's jaw tightened.

He already understood what George Wickham was up to.

George patted his leg, smiled and said: "Don't worry, my mouth is very tight. Of course, the hush money is indispensable, and Mr. Darcy must not be short of the two money. After all, this involves the Darcy family. The reputation of the two gentlemen."

Mr. Darcy said angrily: "You have been using your sister to extract money from me, George Wickham, are you a scoundrel?"

George: "Don't say that. I'm studying law now. I might become a lawyer and a judge in the future. What's wrong? Are you saying that lawyers and judges are scoundrels?"

"Besides, is this because I'm forcing you brothers to fall in love with my sister? Isn't it all because you can't help yourself?"

George spread his hands innocently, "Is this still my fault?"

"It was you who did the wrong thing first, Mr. Darcy."

George stared at Mr. Darcy, and every word turned into a sharp arrow piercing his heart.

"You should know how much trouble your love has brought to my sister, right? What's wrong with me making some money with these things? Even if you helped my sister solve my troubles, you don't even know how big a problem you have solved for my sister What's the problem?"

Mr. Darcy paled with his anger, and his lips quivered.

How can people be so shameless!

You still know that you are trouble and problem!

George supported his cheek with one hand, and said helplessly, "It seems that you only like my sister so much, okay, okay, then I won't force you."

He pressed his seat and stood up, "Is it okay for me to ask your brother for money from the head office?"

Mr. Darcy: "Sit down!"

George continued to irritate: "It's really not possible, I can still find other husbands. After all, there are not many men who admire my sister."

Mr. Darcy said angrily: "I said, sit down, I will give it!"

George shrugged and sat down helplessly, "I wish I had said these two words earlier, it's a waste of my tongue."

Mr. Darcy frowned and said, "What are you going to do again? Didn't you get paid to study law before?"

George: "Oh, the tuition is quite expensive."

Mr. Darcy: "People around you tell me that you don't go to school, you go to the theater, drink, gamble in the city, and you spend all your money on this."

"Is the sponsorship given to you by the Darcy family for your spending time?"

George: "Mr. Darcy, not everyone has your status, and not everyone is as clean as you, and I just want to have a good relationship with my classmates, where they all go, I don't want to go."

"However, speaking of which, I do feel that I'm not law material."

Mr. Darcy frowned, and said bluntly, "I have known this for a long time."

"So, I've decided to give up the law."

"I'm really not surprised that you would say such a thing."

George smiled, "Then do as Mr. Darcy said before he was alive. I want to receive a priesthood."

Mr. Darcy clenched his hand sharply. "What did you say?"

George looked at him leisurely, and said with an expression that could drive a saint crazy: "I think it's better to go on the path arranged by old Mr. Darcy, and it happens that my sister is also in the church, and she can also take care of me. I."

Mr. Darcy: "Mr. Wickham, do you remember what you said when you took the money from me?"

George looked pensive, and then laughed, "Oh, I have to say so many words and make so many vows every day, how can I remember what I have said?"

Mr. Darcy said indifferently: "I said, if you go back on your word, I will ask for all the money supported by Darcy's family back. From now on, I won't give you any money!"

"I do what I say."

George pursed his lips, "But, I heard that Mr. Zachary is about to die, and the priesthood after his death..."

Mr. Darcy: "I've decided to give it to Joe."

George pouted, "This is Mr. Darcy's love, it's really partial and selfish."

Mr. Darcy said with a dark face: "Isn't your father and my father not partial to you enough? Has Joe ever been favored like you?"

"Since she doesn't have these, I'll give them to her."

She is not favored by her father, nor is she favored by her godfather, so he will give it to her.

He only favors her, only for her selfishness!

George pursed his lips and said: "You are trying to force me to death. I have spent all my money now. If you don't find me a job, then I can only trouble my sister. I'm afraid it's not you Want to see it?"

Mr. Darcy turned his head and looked out of the carriage.

"I'm afraid it's an errand for you, and you can quit it in two days."

"You have been spoiled by my father and your father, and I'm afraid you will accomplish nothing in the future."

George: "That's too much for you to say, so, would you bet me?"

He leaned forward, "What if the status I earn by myself in the future surpasses yours?"

Mr. Darcy stared at him coldly, and even looking at this face somewhat similar to Joe, he could not conceal his disgust.

"If you can do this, then I will thank you for your sister."

"but……"

The arrogance and repulsion in his eyes were undisguised, "George Wickham, I know exactly what kind of person you are."

George stared at him for a while, then grinned, "Very well, I like to see Mr. Darcy's shocked and uncomfortable expression the most. Even for that expression, I will do it, just wait."

He sat down again and lazily said: "I want to join the army, please help me run it. Since I am your father's godson, I can't start from the bottom?"

Mr. Darcy: "This is the last time. If you still can't do it, I will send you abroad."

George patted his chest with an expression of "I'm so scared".

Mr. Darcy was really offended at the sight of him, and sorry for Jo.

She is obviously so good, but none of her relatives really care about her.

Back at Pemberley Manor, Mr. Darcy ignored George Wickham and went directly to talk to George Darcy.

He did not send George Darcy home until Mr. Bingley came in the evening.

George Darcy returned to his room in despair, and fell on his bed without lighting a candle.

A laugh came from the darkness.

Startled, George Darcy jumped up, "Who? Who's there!"

"咚咚-"

George Wickham tapped on the window. "It's me."

George Darcy looked over and saw him leaning against the window with his arms crossed smartly.

George: "Mr. Wickham."

Wickham looked at his expression, "You were reprimanded by your brother?"

George sat back on the bed again, hugged his pillow, and hung his head in frustration.

Wickham asked with interest: "What did he say?"

George: "I... my admiration will bring burden and unnecessary trouble to Miss Wickham."

Wickham sneered.

George looked up at him disapprovingly.

Wickham: "Did you really believe what he said? What if I told you that he stopped you from being with my sister out of selfishness?"

George Darcy: "W-what?"

Wickham showed a nasty smile under the moonlight, "I'm afraid you don't know it. There are stories of my sister and your brother everywhere in this manor. They were separated by your father."

George Darcy lost his voice in shock.

"Many older servants know about this matter. If you ask them a little, they will understand that I am not lying to you."

"Mr. Darcy is just in everything, except in the matter of Joe Wickham. He has told me himself that he will be partial!"

System: [Fuck, you just used the confession I just said? 】

George said with emotion: "Thanks to the material provided by Mr. Darcy, he is simply a super-large oil field with its own drilling platform."

system:【……】

Master, you have no heart!