What the heck?

What the heck.

What the heck!

What the hell is this God unfolding! To boldly chase love? Siegfried. Nallo told me to be bold enough to chase love?

Pursuing Miss Emily?

Pursuing his favorite goals in front of him?

Is this a special sexual fetish? Or is it some kind of strategy to woo women? Strategy, right?

When did France begin to produce sons who could give away even the love of their hearts? Wouldn't gentlemen easily plunge their swords into their friends' chests for the sake of an overnight effort? Isn't that what is said in the play?

Is it outdated?

What am I going to do!

In the locker room, Zilnede stood like a walking dead in front of a wide floor-to-ceiling mirror, his eyes glazed and his muscles stiff, and no one could tell that a midsummer hurricane was blowing in his heart.

Two petite maids tore his hands apart in front of the mirror, and he hung his head as if he had been crucified.

The old tailor tugged at his waist with a tape measure, shouted "Tighten his belly," and he raised his broad chest high.

"Good, good, sir, relax, relax." The old tailor squinted and put away the tape measure, and patted Zilned's straight back, "Is this the first time that Mr. has changed the dress?" ”

"Uh...... No. ”

"Really, not?" The old tailor sighed knowingly, "Anyway, your performance is a little stiff, and it is easy to cut out a dress that does not fit, and I think it will be a disaster for you and me." ”

"I'm sorry ......"

For the exquisite aristocratic etiquette, the dress has always been an important prop to show cultivation and charm.

A nobleman would change his dress several times a day, accompanied by different accessories, in order to respond to different needs.

Take ladies, for example.

When they wake up in the morning, they will take care of their fluffy hair, with light-colored loose dresses, no waists, no hats, no accessories, no leather bags, and usually cotton socks and flat small leather shoes, this outfit is to greet family and guests in the most natural and comfortable manner.

Immediately after the morning movement, they need to put their hair up and change into black and white riding clothes, bright collar flowers, pure white gloves and high riding boots.

Horseback riding is the most common morning sport for ladies, and in addition to flower arrangement, sculpture, and walking, there are different dresses.

After the morning luck, the real day begins, and they have to juggle all kinds of skirts and flowery accessories, morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, evening tea, all of which are the only rigid requirements are to gird their waists and wear gloves.

Coring your waist before breakfast can create the best curves in your body, and removing gloves before eating is the most important and ritual symbol of dividing eating and praying.

After evening tea, the day's social gathering is over, and the ladies can finally break down their indestructible corsets to relax their bodies.

They will put their hair back down, change into a dark floor-length evening dress, pair it with the simplest hanging accessories and comfortable flats, and enjoy a dessert for dinner, and welcome the day in the most relaxed state.

The gentlemen's dresses were certainly much simpler, with shirts, waistcoats, trousers, leather shoes, boots, and tuxedos, and only a few accessories, such as gloves, canes, swords, wigs, top hats, bow ties, ties, and brooches, but that did not mean that they had fewer clothes.

Morning up, morning luck, two meals, three teas, private talk, night talk and office, simple clothing should be cleverly matched according to different occasions and different projects, in order to show rigor and calmness, they can not have too obvious changes, in order to show intentions and sophistication, they can not be completely unchanged.

This is the orthodox aristocracy.

The etiquette of the aristocracy was not absolute, and in general, the closer to the political and cultural center, the more elaborate their etiquette became, and the deeper they went into the backwoods, the simpler their etiquette became.

Le Loran is naturally a remote place in the middle of a poor country, and as an overseas province with strong roots in France, Martinique has a slightly higher level and is considered a poor country.

Compared with the mainland, the gentlemen and ladies here simplify many of the details of etiquette in life, Zilnede only prepared one dress for himself when he was invited, and Miss Emily was the daughter of the richest family in Leloland, and she specially prepared two sets for today's date.

It is a pity that whether it is one set or two, they are destined to abhor the cumbersome aristocratic etiquette today.

I don't have enough dresses......

The unbridled snickering of the maids who brought them to the guest room to change their clothes deeply pierced their pride, and Siegfried's usual gentleness and tolerance closed the puncture without leaving a trace.

In the guest room, they were actually prepared with brand new dresses, and in order to prevent the pre-prepared dresses from not fitting properly, Siegfried even prepared for them to be modified on the spot by the tailor who had a high degree of skill.

Once again, Zilnede felt Siegfried's glittering nobility.

Can such a person really lie?

Should I follow his request?

Pursue...... Miss Emily?

Feeling extremely apprehensive and uneasy, Zilnede changed into his gown and sleepwalked under the umbrella where the tea party was spread.

With that warm smile on his face, Acharin stretched out his hand to him from afar: "Blue is indeed a match for you, my friend, and with this kind of charm, even the most reserved lady will fall into your handsomeness, I am convinced of this." ”

Zilnede nodded, and the moment he looked down, he realized that the maid had prepared a navy blue bow tie for herself.

"This ...... It's too out-of-the-box. ”

"For someone like me who has no experience in the military, this color naturally jumps out. But you have iron and blood on you, and the bow tie is like a high condensation of the supremacy of the French seas, and I seem to smell the saltiness of the sea breeze. ”

"You're wrong."

"I'm not lying," Acharin shook his head with a smile, "Come on, my friend, ladies are always slower to change, and we have time to get back to your most confident posture." ”

Zirnede hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Nallo, I ...... I really ......."

"Don't doubt, don't hesitate. Miss Emily is an angel from the Lord to the mortal world, and I love her, but I love my country even more. Acharin stretched out his index finger and tapped his lips, "This is what I owe you, you don't need to have any doubts." ”

"But you clearly said that you love her, how can I ...... virtue?"

"Are the soldiers of France as squirming as you?" "I love her, yes, it's true love, I'll probably only meet it a few hundred times in my life, and I treasure it." But I did something wrong after all, a rare love and the future of a good soldier? As a French child, I knew what choice I had to make. ”

Listening to those earnest words, Zilned's eyes lit up.

"Sir, do you really think Miss Emily is so important to me? I cherish my feelings with you and I am worried about ......"

"You don't know France." Acharin interrupted him softly, "Dignity and seniority, there are countless unbreakable barriers in the French world, cruelly dividing people into three, six, nine, and so on. Mr. Captain, your family history will be the biggest flaw in your resume, in fact, it may already be. ”

"But Miss Emily is not the heir to the title, and even if I marry her, it will not change my life, but will hurt you."

"Marry her?" Acharin frowned in surprise, "As you say, just marrying her won't change anything. But you can become rich, once you become a family member of the knight, a local real power, and an ordinary nobleman in France, which will help you cross the gap between the common people and the nobility, and pave the way for you to become a general. ”

"Becoming...... Checkmate? Zilned's face flushed, then darkened, "But I think Miss Emily has fallen in love with you......"

"A girl's feelings are as changeable as the weather in the Caribbean, and Aini's hazy affection for me will not affect you. You have to remember that men fall in love with their eyes, while women fall in love with their ears if they are in love. ”

I seem to have heard that before...... Shakespeare? ”

Acharin patted Zilnede on the shoulder: "The most French Englishman, he also said that the coldness at first will make the future love more intense, and if she pretends to be angry with you, it is not because she hates you, but because she wants you to love her more." ”

"Sir......" Zilnede was completely lost in the gentle words of Acharin, "what should I do?" ”

"Go and meet her, do everything you can, and charge bravely. I've got everything ready for you, you just have to hold on to it. ”

"Yes! I went! ”

Seeing Zilned's rushing back, Yacharin folded his fingers, raised his head and glanced at the air-like Lorraine behind him.

Lorraine smiled slightly: "It seems that it is really important to read more. He had heard Shakespeare, but he didn't seem to know that Shakespeare had said something else. ”

"What?"

"My love is like a mansion built on someone else's ground, because I have seen the wrong direction of status, so that my hard work is in vain......"

Yacharin raised his eyebrows with interest: "The merry ladies of Windsor? ”

"In a word, stop pestering me! I'm not your gallows, what are you hanging by my side for? The things of love are all arranged by God himself, money can buy land, and marrying a wife can only rely on luck. Lorraine tilted her head and put her hands on her heart, "It seems that Mr. Captain is not only lacking in brains, but also lacking a little luck. ”

"What a pathetic man."

"May your Lord bless him......"