Dear Mr. Darcy [Pride and Prejudice]

Miss Emily stood up abruptly, and asked hoarsely, "What do you mean? What do you mean?"

The old man made a silent gesture, and looked her up and down with compassionate eyes. "Lonely stranger, it's clear you want to go home."

Miss Emily was shaking from overexcitement.She firmly grasped the old man's wrist, as if grasping the last straw.She still remembered the old man's reminder and lowered her voice: "Yes, I want to go home, I want to go home! Please tell me how to get home!"

The old man shook his head. "Maybe only the gods can tell you this. I can't see your way home."

Seeing a glimmer of hope and returning to despair, from heaven to hell, Miss Emily's lips trembled, unwilling to believe this cruel fact. "I don't believe it! Since I can come, why can't I go back!"

The old man has specialized in divination (fraud) divination (money) for decades, and knows that the time for a turning point has come. "I have no way to send you back, but I can get you out of loneliness."

The old man's words came through his ears, but Miss Emily's emotions were still in intense pain, and she didn't understand what the old man meant for a while, her eyes looked a little dazed.

The old man got up slowly and took a birdcage from the shelf. "This is the messenger that will get you what you want."

Miss Emily finally came back to her senses, and looked carefully into the birdcage.With her limited biological knowledge, she could tell it was a bird. "Is this the messenger?"

The old man had prepared a speech to explain that this was not an ordinary pigeon, but Miss Emily didn't seem to realize that it was a pigeon, so she swallowed the speech again. "Yes, messenger."

"Who can it send a letter to? How? Can it be written on ordinary letter paper and tied to its leg? How long can it be delivered? Is there a limit on the number of times?"

A lot of questions came in at once, and some old people didn't know, so they answered vaguely: "It can find someone like you, just tie it on its leg, and the time depends on the person it is looking for. Excessive flying will consume the messenger s life."

A bright light flashed in Miss Emily's eyes instantly: "People like me!" She almost jumped up excitedly, but a question suddenly came to mind.Gypsies live a life of nomads, and the old man will leave after a while, and he will take the bird with him. "Can I buy the messenger?"

Of all the questions Miss Emily asked, this one was the most pleasing.The old man waited for this sentence for a long time.She looked at the pigeon under Miss Emily's uneasy gaze, was silent for a moment, then nodded. "The messenger chose you."

Miss Emily was almost weeping with relief. "Thank you very much." As a noble lady, she doesn't need to bring money with her when she goes out, just in case the few pounds she brought with her were given to the gypsy boy just now.Miss Emily thought for a while, and simply took off the pearl necklace around her neck. "I'm so sorry I didn't have cash with me, if you don't mind."

The old man barely tore his gaze away from the round pearl that was emitting light.The necklace was expensive, but if she did take it, the foolish young lady's parents would be sure to track it down. "Although the messenger is precious, it is useless to me. It chose you by itself."

Miss Emily was almost touched by a master.Such a precious thing, does the expert mean to give it away?No, no, she would never do such a thing. "Even if you refuse to sell this precious messenger to me, please allow me to express my gratitude."

It was the first time that the old man was regarded so noble by others, and he almost couldn't bear to lie to this innocent little girl.

The boiling emotions cooled down slightly, and Miss Emily's IQ went online.She absolutely can't explain to her parents after sending the necklace away, can she say that I am not your daughter but a time traveler? I bought a communication chicken for communication between time travelers?Miss Emily hesitated for a long time. "Can I send a servant to bring the money after I go back?"

The old man carefully observed Miss Emily's expression, and confirmed that her determination to give money cannot be dispelled by one or two rejections, so he politely rejected her: "No need."

Miss Emily did not insist verbally, but secretly made up her mind to send the money over quickly.

Miss Emily walked out of the tent, and her parents were already a little anxious waiting, trying to hear a little bit of what was in the tent with their ears pricked up.Miss Emily's heart skipped a beat.

"How's it going, Emily?" Mother looked her up and down with concern.

Miss Emily secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that her parents' behavior was normal, she probably didn't hear what they were talking about. "What she said was ambiguous, and I didn't understand it."

"What did you say?" Miss Emily's mother wanted to know what the two said, but it was inconvenient to ask directly, and just had this excuse, so she continued to ask.

"Say" Miss Emily paused, trying to recall the classic sentence patterns of charlatans. "The time has not come yet, so we need to wait patiently." She intended to fool her with a few words that had no real content, but she hit the wrong target.

Miss Emily's parents breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.Since the other party said that the time has not come, Emily probably hasn't met her future husband, the person she is destined to love, and wants to get married after meeting her.

Emily didn't know that the war between her and her parents was going to be a unilateral ceasefire for the time being. Seeing that her parents stopped asking, she turned her attention back to the messenger, which was her most important treasure.

Miss Emily's mother noticed the birdcage in her hand. "Is this a pigeon? That, um, the wizard gave it to you?"

Miss Emily retorted secretly in her heart, this is not a pigeon, she nodded on the surface. "She gave me the bird, saying it would bring me good luck."

Miss Emily's mother's eyes turned around her necklace, earrings, and brooches. She knows her daughter, Mo Ruomu, and she knows that her daughter might use these things to pay off the debt.Miss Emily's mother showed a smile when she saw that her daughter neither brought money nor gave away jewelry.It's not because of saving money, but not getting any money means that the possibility of this old man being a liar is relatively small.She held out her hand to her husband, and Miss Emily's father very cooperatively handed over the wallet.

The couple took their silly daughter and gave the money regardless of the old man's refusal, expressing their thanks repeatedly, and then set foot on the way home.

On the way, the mother, who put down a huge rock in her heart, was in the mood to tease her daughter. "Silly boy, if people don't want to pay, you can't really refuse to pay."

Miss Emily's mood has reached a few months, no, the highest point in a few years. She really wants to put on her wings and fly home to test whether the courier can really send messages to the same traveler.Hearing this, he was not angry, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that."

Of course, Miss Emily didn't really miss it.When she returned home, she took part of the royalties and sent her servants to deliver it to the old gypsy.

At the same time, the old man who told Emily's fortune changed his robe, walked out of the tent, came to an intersection, and poured a bottle of ink on the ground.