[Pride and Prejudice] Wisdom

Caroline greeted them politely, and then called their names kindly. She looked very approachable without arrogance, which made Jane deeply think that this lady was not only noble, but also as peaceful as Bingley. A truly elegant lady indeed.

A group of people stepped into the long corridor, and the floor was covered with thick cashmere carpets. Because it was approaching late autumn, there were still one or two fireplaces burning in the house, so that people would not feel cold because of the huge room.

Caroline walked slowly while introducing them to the paintings hanging on the wall brought from London.

"I have always believed that a real lady, no matter when, no matter where she is, she must know how to cultivate her own sentiments and make herself a respectable and lovely lady."

Caroline spoke so arrogantly, a sense of superiority unconsciously emanated from the corners of her eyes and brows.

"Jane, Lydia, what do you two think?"

Jane has been listening to her quietly, most of her attention was distracted by the fact that Bingley didn't seem to be at home. When she suddenly heard her asking herself a question, she couldn't help but froze for a moment. When she realized what she was asking, He nodded as she said.

She has a kind disposition, so naturally she won't say no: "I think your words are very good." Her voice is soft, making people feel bad.

Caroline was flattered by these words, and she got approval again. Naturally, she looked happy. She felt that this young lady was really discerning, and she was very nice.

But the other lady in her words did not respond to her words, which made her frown slightly, and turned her fan to look at the girl who was a few steps behind them.

"Lydia, what do you think?" She pointed at the young girl who was looking up at the painting. She couldn't help but feel that she is really a bumpkin who has never seen anything in the world. Look, these eyes are glued to it. .

Seeing her like this, the fear in Caroline's heart eased a little, and in a blink of an eye, she walked to her side with a friendly smile.

"Let me see which painting you are looking at."

Caroline looked up, and there was a portrait hanging of herself. She looked at Lydia, who was staring intently at the side, and felt that she was just envious that she could hire a painter to paint for herself.

You must know clearly, how great it is to have a portrait of yourself for a family that doesn't even hire a tutor?

Not to mention, the one who painted her was a well-known painter.

Her eyes were full of pride, and she wanted to remind this ignorant country girl to let her understand that although anyone can paint a portrait, the person who painted her picture is no different from those cheap painters. Not the same.

"Lydia, I see that you seem to like this painting very much?"

Lydia is carefully observing this painting. The person who drew this painting skillfully used a diagonal composition, which makes the people in the painting have a sense of dynamic balance. The color tone, the light shining on the foliage not only leaves a brilliance on the trunk, but also gracefully and steadily reflects on the characters, making the protagonist in the painting look noble and peaceful.

Counting the painters of this era, coupled with the use of brushwork, this style has no other choice to belong to Reynolds.

Thinking of the paintings that could only be admired in museums before, appeared in front of her, which made her extremely excited.

Caroline felt a little more proud when she saw that the cheeks she was admiring were covered with blush, and continued, "Do you know who painted this painting?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Caroline felt a little regretful, knowing that she didn't know, wouldn't it be extremely embarrassing if she didn't answer the words?

Just as she was about to change her words, she heard the girl's sweet voice blurt out.

"It's Reynolds."

As soon as Lydia's words came out of her mouth, she regretted it. How could a country girl know something that was out of touch with her own class?If it is modern, it can be pushed to the highly developed network, but now...

Looking at Jane with a surprised face, and Caroline with an unbelievable expression, as for Louisa, she doesn't appreciate any art, so naturally she doesn't have any opinion on it, she seems to be right, just Just a little curious.

Lydia explained to them: "I heard others talk about the characteristics of Reynolds' paintings. I didn't expect to see them all at once. After a short time, I remembered them." Then, she asked suspiciously: "Could it be Am I right?"

Caroline's forced smile disappeared immediately, and she held a large feather fan to cover the corners of her slightly raised lips: "Yes, it seems that you are very lucky, Lydia."

It turned out that a blind cat met a dead mouse, so she said, how does a country girl know about Reynolds?

Caroline originally wanted to show off to her again, but now she is not in the mood. Showing off to such a young lady is undoubtedly playing the piano to the cow, and there is no fun at all.

If you ask her, class is the best. If you want to talk to such a lady about the fabrics, colors, and designs that she used to compare with those in London, she will definitely be full of ignorance and don't know what it means.

Thinking of the bumpkin look on such a beautiful face, Caroline's mood improved.

They walked into the main hall, and the maid on the side came up to take Jane and Lydia's shawls respectfully. Although the shawls were taken off, they didn't feel the coldness. Instead, they felt that the temperature was moderate, as if they were always kept at a constant temperature. .

The dishes that have been carefully cooked in the kitchen are already placed on the long white solid wood table, and the dishes are beautifully arranged one by one.

A servant pushed the seat away for them, and Caroline sat down facing Lydia.

"This is a chef invited from France. His small desserts are delicious. You can try them later. If you think they are good, I will prepare a few more for you to bring back to your home. "Caroline folded the napkin, picked up the silver knife and fork by her hand, hid the disdain in her tone, and said to them with a smile on her face.

Although this Miss Caroline seemed to be thinking of them, Lydia just felt a little weird in her heart, and she knew that this lady was definitely not so easy to get along with, so she was puzzled by her kindness. endlessly.

Although these words may not seem to be a problem at first glance, but when you think about it carefully, there is a sense of sending someone off.

Lydia lowered her eyes and face, her exquisite eyelashes were drawn down, casting a light dark color.

Jane originally wanted to thank her, but Lydia's hand under the table gently pressed her hand, making her words stop in her mouth, and she looked at her sister beside her suspiciously.

Lydia raised her chin. This kind of movement has a unique charm on her body. She looks very reserved and indifferent. It's not like the girl Jane knew before, but like any young lady .

"Then thank you for your kindness." This kind of respectful words seem to be meaningless after careful study, but Caroline always felt a little unhappy. She was originally the same generation as the two sisters of the Bennet family. Intersecting, as soon as Lydia said this, it reminded her that she was older than a few years.

No matter what she said was intentional or unintentional, it always made Caroline feel uncomfortable.

Women are always the most sensitive to their own age, and the smile on Caroline's face couldn't hold back anymore. She coldly ordered the servants beside her to open the utensils covering them and start eating.

The steak was fried very well. It was neither too hard to chew, nor too tender to be finished in two bites. Some light sauce was poured on it, and Lydia cut a small piece After dipping it into the mouth, the mouth is immediately filled with the mellow egg milk fragrance, which is endless.

Halfway through the group's meal, Caroline's mood improved a little, and she couldn't help but start the conversation again.

Although she doesn't have much interest in this kind of rural society, she still has to stay here for a while, and it would be too boring to be with her sister, so she had to find a lady who was a little pleasing to her eyes to chat with her.

"Jane, you must be 22 years old this year?" Caroline pinched the napkin and asked her.

When Jane was asked, she nodded shyly, and the action of cutting the steak also stopped.

"If you want me to say, you are submissive, and your appearance is not bad at all. I guess I will hear good news about you soon." Caroline teased her, feeling a bit like a friend, but after all, I met you It's not long, so it's inevitable that I feel a little rude.

But Caroline didn't care about other people's feelings. She only cared about how to make herself comfortable. As for making fun of Jane, it was just her inexplicable subconscious belief that Miss Lydia was not easy to mess with that idiot beauty.

Jane is still a person who can't detect other people's malice, and thinks that Caroline just cares about her, and there is a bit of gratitude in her words.

Lydia replied to Caroline with an innocent face.

"Miss Caroline, I guess you must be 24 years old?" She has a good appearance, although she is a little more gorgeous, but she does not have the air of a time-honored life, but has a girlish beauty, the whole body People are like peaches overflowing with juice, as if water will flow out when you poke them.

Caroline was slightly stunned by her word "you" and being 24 years old, but she had started asking Jane this question before, as if Lydia had no problem asking back.

She gritted her teeth and spit out the words one by one: "I am 23 years old."

Lydia smiled lightly, looking forward and bright: "I think you are a lady who is beautiful, understands etiquette, and has a high status. There must be many suitors."

Caroline understood her next sentence very well, which was "You are older than my sister, if there are still many suitors, why didn't you get married?"

Caroline did have quite a few suitors before, but her dowry was a full [-] pounds, which is not a small amount anywhere. It's just that she was too picky when she was young, and she had thoughts of her brother and friend in her heart. After coming down, those men who were around her have already married wives and had children, but it is such a lady, the beauty is not very outstanding, it is just that the dowry is more, plus the age is getting older, those capable young people People couldn't help picking her up, and Caroline looked down on those who stayed.

At this embarrassing age, Caroline counted and counted, and there is a man beside her. She is arrogant by nature, and naturally she doesn't want to marry someone who is worthless in the future. Besides, such a gentleman, no matter what She was superior to those people in every aspect, so she naturally hugged this big tree even more tightly.

As a result, Lydia's words easily reminded her that she had been waiting for that man, and she began to complain about Darcy's incomprehensible style in her heart.

After finishing her speech, Lydia was satisfied. Seeing Caroline's silent expression, she didn't have any intention of pressing the question any further, and just focused on the delicious food in front of her.