Chapter 3: The Lady of the Camellias (2)
Sean is busy right now.
In the spring season in the south, people who are blown by the warm wind are intoxicated and sleepy.
But Sean had been working day and night straight, and with the help of wine and cigars, and tea, he was in a state of euphoria.
The Cleveland butler had visited him many times, and he was sincerely impressed by the Viscount's dedication to work, but he was very worried about the Viscount's health.
It was as if he had seen signs of prosperity for the family, and if he could, he hoped that he would live to be a hundred years old and see the Viscount family prosper.
"Your Excellency, you should rest. Cleveland finally pushed the door open and walked into the study.
Sean suddenly woke up and looked at the rising sun in the window, only to feel tired.
"Alright, let's do it tomorrow. Sean stretched.
The Viscount Brandon became the shopkeeper and handed over all the affairs of the preparation of the Civil Defense Corps to Sean, who had to do it head-on.
In his previous life, he had countless experiences in making work plans, analysis, evaluation, and budgets, and in this life he also had some military experience, but even then he found it difficult, and he always felt that he should pay attention to this point and strengthen that point.
In fact, it's just that he pursues perfection too much, and he always feels that the major affairs of the country are not allowed to be sloppy.
Even if it is not compared to the previous life, it will be subconsciously compared to the most elite troops of the current empire, such as the guards of the Holy City.
Because in the eyes of many people, a well-equipped, well-staffed and well-trained group is a good civil defense regiment.
No one even thought to compare this militia with the regular army.
The hinting words of the priest in the Chapel of Sawyer gave Sean a sense of responsibility. What both of them have in common is that they are both privileged and particularly sensitive to insecurities.
The difference is that Sean has seen both the Blood Samurai who resemble a humanoid tank, the mysterious Bloodthirsty, and the Fish Demon who is difficult to deal with on the ocean.
Now, werewolves have appeared.
The religious explanation is hardly convincing, but the dream explanation makes some sense. These Inhumans just failed in the competition, and now they seem to be making a comeback, and Sean doesn't want to really reach a critical moment and have nothing to rely on.
After eating a hearty breakfast, Sean was in better spirits again, and his sleepiness magically disappeared again. So, Sean walked out of the rose garden and walked around the beach casually.
Nelson and three other strong men formed a loose protective circle, each with two pistols hidden under their cloaks.
Since the last time he met the hostess, Sean has stepped up his safety, even in his lair.
But to be honest, in the era of flintlock pistols, pistols also did not guarantee enough reaction time, and also dumb fire was inevitable. The last time his pistol was misfired, he almost killed himself.
So they're all good at using knives, and one of them, Arthur Young, is a good at it.
Arthur Young was able to stand twenty meters away blindfolded, and the throwing knife slashed the wick without the candle falling, almost without fail.
Sean once asked Arthur how to practice such a stunt, and he said that he grew up in an acrobatic troupe, and if he didn't practice his skills well when he was a child, the head of the troupe wouldn't give him no food, he was hungry and afraid.
Everyone has an unforgettable childhood, happy or miserable, or both, like a child on the beach.
There is a very good quality sandy beach, and you can feel the softness under your feet when you step on it barefoot. These Shaun adopted children are happily searching for shells on it.
If you are lucky enough to pick up a neatly colored one, you can make a beautiful bracelet or necklace. You can also exchange these gadgets for snacks with the traveling merchants, which will keep them happy for days.
Sean has received gifts from children, which are dazzling and beautiful.
The older children stand arm in arm in the deeper water, pampering the younger ones like adults to prevent them from being swept away by the waves.
Sean looks funny and is happy for the commitment and camaraderie of the children he adopted.
Of course, he wants them to grow up happily, but he also doesn't want them to forget the past, to forget that tragic time.
Rose, on the other hand, sat barefoot, on a smooth reef on the shore, caressed by the waves. She was reading with such interest that she didn't notice it when Sean walked past her.
That "La Traviata" has earned her a lot of tears.
The children chased and laughed, just like the blue sea, pure and immaculate.
Life is so good that you never grow up. But for this group of children on the beach, the good life is even more precious.
Sean stood on a reef and looked out to sea.
Under the sapphire-like clear sky, the blue waves rippled, crashing against the reef and shattering into countless pieces of silver and jade.
Several albatross soar over the sea, and their huge wingspans make them masters of flying, sometimes soaring into the skies and sometimes sweeping towards the surface of the sea.
Looking at the scenery in front of him and the vastness of the sea, Sean's irritability disappeared by half.
"They're beautiful, aren't they? and elegant. Rose observed Sean for a long time, and saw that Sean was staring into the distance with an extremely focused expression.
Hearing this, Sean turned around and smiled:
"Of course, maybe it's because they're free and uninhibited. ”
"I've heard from the townsfolk that every albatross is the result of the soul of a sailor who has died at sea. And when the albatross learns to fly, they leave their homeland and wander until they look for a mate, and they don't return. Rose said.
"Rose, are you homesick?"
Sean had heard similar legends.
"Yes, it's the province of Sitya, I've never seen the sea before. Rose said.
"Rose, seriously, if you want to go back to your hometown, you can do so at any time. Of course, you can't do without it here. Sean said.
"No, it only brings me sadness, it reminds me of my own mother, who is like your Lady of the Camellias. With a faintly sad expression, Rose glanced at Sean, "And she's a prostitute, and I don't even know who her biological father is." ”
Sean was surprised, he didn't know much about Rose's past, it turned out that the businessman couple who had unfortunately died in the recent earthquake were probably her adoptive parents.
"In the mountains of my hometown, there is a kind of flower, we call it the spring flower, which is not the same thing as the spring flower here, what the scientific name is, I don't know, it is a flower unique to Sitya. It is born proudly in the snow, and when it blooms, it is whiter than the snow. "My mother said to me before she died, that I must be the snowy flower, not the delicate rose in the greenhouse." ”
"Your mother's words are very philosophical. Sean commented.
Rose smiled: "She can't even read, but she often likes to hold a book and pretend." ”
Seeing that Rose's mood was better, Sean joked:
"I also have a lot of books in my study, but that's just pretending. Sometimes I deliberately let the butler lead the guests into the study, so that the guests would think that I was well-read and knowledgeable, so that they would tend to be ashamed of themselves in front of me. ”
"But your study is messy enough. Rose smiled.
On the other side, the children had had enough, and Rose lifted the sides of her skirt slightly and curtsy:
"I'm sorry, my lord, I'm leaving with the kids, it's time for them to take literacy lessons. ”
"Go ahead. ”
Sean nodded, his gaze following Rose's departing back. Nelson coughed out of place:
"My lord, I think she's seducing you!"
"Is it so obvious?" Sean was stunned, "and am I so easily seduced?"
"It's both!" Nelson smiled, unconsciously subordinated, "Rose has a very good reputation among the townspeople, she's pretty, kind, caring, and literate, which is not something that the big-ass country girls can match." If you have the heart, you can let her be your personal maid, in charge of your daily life, and even your lover. ”
Nelson's subtext is that it is impossible to marry her, because Sean is an aristocrat and needs a woman of considerable status to be the hostess.
Sean stared at Nelson for a long time, and the latter was a little stunned by his gaze.
Sean said, "Clark, with what I know about you, these words shouldn't come from your mouth. ”
"That's what the steward told me. Nelson betrayed Cleveland, "The family's prosperity is not only in wealth, but also in the prosperity of children and grandchildren." You've come to think about it. As for the lover, as much as you want, it's up to you. A nobleman without a lover is not a good nobleman!"
"Love is just a cheap game, but marriage is a solemn contract!"
Sean's clerk often writes about this in his writings.
Anyway, this is a piece of loyalty from the vassals, and Sean can only understand it.
This topic succeeded in stirring up his hormones, like this season when everything sprouts.
But Sean is busy, and the situation is even more pessimistic than he imagined.
It is said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived in Longjiang to preside over the counterinsurgency work, but the emperor did not give him much help, except for a piece of paper.
The crown prince, who had just arrived in Longjiang, even experienced a thrilling ambush.
The grapevine is vivid and exaggerated, and the material allows Sean's pen to write several novels such as "The Adventures of the Crown Prince".
The Governor of Byrne forwarded an order from the Crown Prince that the province of Genoa must complete the formation of no less than two civil defence regiments by the end of April 1831.
Byrne's order, Sean can be discounted, but the order from the crown prince, Sean has to pay attention.
This forced Sean to overturn the original plan and remake the plan, and now he is completely behind closed doors, and there is not even anyone to discuss - there are few nobles in the south who have even served in the army.
Time was short, and he couldn't care about anything else. The only consolation is that there is plenty of money and food, and the funds are earmarked, so there is no need to look at people's eyes, and in this regard, I am afraid that the guards of the Holy City will also be blushing.
At this time, Captain Alfonso not only brought food, but also twenty retired soldiers with him.
Sean could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
(Next chapter at 20 p.m.)