Chapter 11: Really, Really, It's so enjoyable!

Castles without nobility, and nobles who have lost their castles, this is a true portrayal of a special class in England today.

Arthur walked into the gorgeous and unusual hall, his eyes were burning at every detail, everything was both familiar and unfamiliar, reaching out and caressing the incomparably smooth and shiny staircase handrail, Arthur had to sigh, the Boleyn Castle that is displayed in front of the world today is a family that has gone forward and succeeded, reborn from the ashes, after hundreds of years of blood and rain, have stood still, and have always retained the position of earl.

A circular staircase wraps around the roof. The columns, vaults, and surrounding walls are covered with exquisite carvings and paintings. The stained glass in the chapel is one of the best in the building, and the interior is full of light from the high windows on a sunny day.

The magnificent hall is twenty meters high, and the central dome is typical of Baroque architecture. Without the further development of the Boleyn family, the interior of the castle appears empty and lonely, revealing its decline after a period of prosperity. However, even so, I can still feel its former glory from these tall and magnificent buildings.

In particular, Boleyn Castle is contrary to the rules of British architecture that all face south, and the façade faces north, and the hall is located in the center of the whole building, covering an area of 515 square meters, 20 meters high, the central dome is a typical Baroque style, and its luxurious decoration and bright colors make Arthur marvel in his heart.

It's no wonder that Paul the Butler takes great pride every time he mentions Boleyn Castle, calling it Hampshire's most treasured jewel.

In the tube, Arthur watched "Downton Abbey" in his previous life, and he was emotionally moved when he saw Highclere Castle, and now it seems that Highclere Castle is really a little less interesting than Boleyn Castle.

"Lord!"

As Arthur walked through the corridor of the hall, the maid who passed by greeted him with a very elegant and subtle smile, Arthur smiled and nodded, and did not stop, but walked to the end of the corridor while looking at the paintings of people and landscapes hanging on the walls of the corridor.

When he stepped out of the archway, everything that greeted him made him feel like he was stepping into a paradise, surrounded by beautiful gardens, well-manicured trees, elegant Greek sculpture fountains, and romantic rose gardens, which made Arthur have the illusion of breaking into a fairy tale.

"Whew-"

Suppressing the small excitement in his heart, Arthur took a deep breath, the faint fragrance of flowers in the garden made people feel refreshed, according to the memory in his mind, the garden of Boleyn Castle is much smaller than in its heyday, but he still has a feeling of not being able to see the end at a glance when he stands in the garden.

"It's so good at enjoying it, this group of evil landlords and old wealth... I like it though, haha. ”

Speaking of real mansions, in the eyes of Arthur, an ordinary person who regarded a luxury supercar as his ultimate dream, it is not only about how majestic the building is, but also how big it is than the garden, and to some extent, Arthur even feels that the latter is more important.

Because if the population is not large, it is not necessary to build such a large building, but the garden is always as big as possible, especially the owner does not consider building a house for rent or renting out the land to make money, but just to see the scenery and enjoy the flowers, it is particularly proud.

For those who let some rich people dig up and down the garden villas in every possible way, make them into a pigeon cage and a dungeon, and concentrate on the construction area of private expansion, Arthur really doesn't know how to complain, don't they think that the more they build, the more they exude a poor sourness?

Walking through the gardens, Arthur glanced back at the castle and, to be honest, the essence of the estate was the expansive landscape set against the backdrop of the majestic buildings.

The entire garden contains a wealth of garden areas, including a large formal garden, two lakes and a landscaped garden extending from them, a formal garden adjacent to the house, a walled rose garden and a kitchen garden with modern and traditional vegetable varieties.

The current rose garden was built in 1975 and named the Lady of Cecilia Rose Garden in honor of her cheap grandmother. The garden is full of ancient varieties of roses, such as the roses that were originally grown in the Celestial Empire and footpots, which were introduced to England in 1796, which is very romantic.

There are statues at intervals around the garden, and the mottled colors of the statues show the signs of age. Although it is full of vicissitudes, it still reveals a bit of delicacy and elegance.

Every time Arthur passed by a statue, he couldn't help but reach out and caress those mottled marks, I have to say, he really liked this manor so much, admiring the appearance of the castle from different angles, and feeling its beauty more and more truly.

Walking on the thick grass blanket, strolling along the lakeside, the breeze ruffles the clear water of the lake. A flock of grey geese snoozed or strolled by the lake, flapping their wings and stretching their muscles when they were happy, or jumping into the water to feed.

Looking at this picture, Arthur couldn't help but sigh that animals live happily and contentedly, but humans often have to worry about their livelihoods. As he now is, the owner of this estate, the Earl of New Boleyn, has to shoulder all the debts...

"Hey, it's a painful and happy rhythm, why can't you leave me hundreds of millions of pounds, even if it's a few million pounds, I really want to live that life of eating and waiting for death... ”

While breathing in the fresh air and looking at the vast scenery, Arthur did not forget to chatter and complain endlessly, stepped on the grass, climbed a small hill, and saw a 'pavilion' with mottled walls not far away...

Ahem, well, that's not a pavilion, it's Diana Temple.

Because of the high ground of the temple, Arthur, standing in the pavilion, overlooks the surrounding beautiful countryside, pastures, woods, and the temple of Venus in the distance.

From memory, it was a place for wine, reception and tea in the manor, and the pavilion was located near the border of the castle, and beyond it was a large field, where a few cows were gnawing on the grass with their heads down, and the smell of earth wafted in the wind.

Arthur closed his eyes, opened his arms, and tilted his head slightly, feeling the wind blowing around the pavilion, immersed in the scenery that seemed like a beautiful painting.

"From now on, it's all mine!"

Suddenly opened his eyes, flashing with an incomparably bright light, slowly lowered his arms, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, at this moment, Arthur threw all those negative information and emotions behind, leaving only a heart full of joy and pleasure.

The footsteps of stepping on the lawn have become extremely brisk, the predicament is only temporary, he has future memories, he can fight a beautiful turnaround battle if he does it casually, not to mention, there is such a strong foundation, as long as he withstands this difficult period, he will soar into the sky!