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December 31, 1859

It's coming to the New Year.

From the moment he stepped out of the carriage, the young Duke of Gaston Louis de Choisell Plasland sighed softly.

What prompted this young man, dressed in a sophisticated black coat and a woolen hat, to sigh was not only today's date, but also the novelty in front of him.

That's right, at this moment, he seems to be in a wonderful place.

To his right is a wide courtyard, while to his left is a huge garden. The flowers in the garden, except for those in the greenhouse, are of course asleep at this time, but the intricate carvings and balustrades scattered inside, especially the marble fountain carved with the Muse in the middle, are still a novelty to see. In the courtyard, however, there are small houses where servants live, while garages and stables in the garden are far away. On either side of the tall gatehouse are a pair of beautiful gates that allow for vehicles.

Right next to him, male and female servants in well-fitting red uniforms walked around without squinting, and it was the golden ribbon pinned to their uniforms that made the young duke feel the atmosphere of the approaching New Year even more.

And in front of him was a wide stone road leading to the mansion in front of him, and a large mansion stood at the end of the road.

The mansion does not look grandiose, but it is exquisitely constructed, apparently designed by a master, and the white stone building, together with the carvings throughout, exudes the delicate rococo atmosphere of Louis XV.

Although he was not an expert in architecture, he did not know whether such a building was unique or outdated, but he knew that it was necessary to build a mansion of this magnitude in the suburbs of Paris. What a price to pay.

Knowing this, the young duke stood obediently as soon as he got out of the carriage, and waited respectfully.

He didn't have to wait long when a delicately dressed middle-aged woman walked up to him.

"Is it the Duke de Plasland, please?" She asked Gaston in a low voice.

"Yes, ma'am." Gaston hurriedly nodded like the chief servant. Without a hint of arrogance, "Is the lady free now?" I've made an appointment before, but I don't know ......."

"You're lucky that she doesn't have anything else to do right now and will be able to see you soon." The middle-aged woman replied in a calm tone.

"Ah, that's great......" after getting the good news. Gaston, who had always been nervous, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. "Then you can take me ...... now"

At that moment, the gate suddenly opened again, and the sound of horses' hooves reached the ears of two people.

Both of them turned their heads at the same time.

When she saw the emblem on the carriage clearly, some regret suddenly appeared on the woman's calm face.

"I'm sorry. Sir, you may have to wait......"

At this moment, Gaston also saw the carriage clearly.

"Ah, no way, after all, our country is a lady first."

Gaston shrugged. Although helpless, but can only face the reality.

Because...... The owner of this carriage is the one he can only retreat.

At this moment, the carriage slowly stopped in front of them. Then the coachman dismounted and lowered the pedals.

The carriage door opened, and a pink shoe landed on the pedals, and then. A lady in a black fluffy skirt stepped out of the carriage.

She was slender, radiant, and dressed up like the most fashionable lady. Her golden head was also carefully tucked behind her head, and her face was delicately decorated so that she could hardly tell her age - but. The two people here happen to know the answer.

She was Madame de Léoltran, a good friend of the owner. Of course, she doesn't need to make an appointment to visit. And the order of reference is clearly higher than that of Gaston - Gaston himself understands this fact.

"Oh, what a rare day. There are still guests visiting. "As soon as she saw the two people here, the lady raised her eyebrows, and then looked at the young man." Gaston, why did you get here today? ”

"I have something I would like to discuss with Madame de Treville...... "Gaston hesitated for a moment, and replied more vaguely.

"Oh, so I really didn't come at the right time?" Seeing Gaston's reserved attitude, Mary didn't ask, but smiled slightly, "Then I'm afraid you'll have to wait, because I'm going to have to discuss things with the lady later......"

This bastard woman! Isn't it just a little more sleep with him? It's dragged like this!

In an instant, anger surged into the young nobleman's heart.

However, he could only suppress this anger in his heart, and he could not express it at all.

For the relationship between this woman and his eldest brother, the Duke de Kerson, whom everyone feared, was known to be intimate.

"What's wrong? Gaston? As if deliberately trying to make him even angrier, Madame Marie-de-Léoland continued to ask.

This smile and this elaborate outfit are indeed very beautiful.

As a young man who has been in the social world all year round, Gaston certainly knows how hard and hard it will take for a woman to maintain this kind of beauty when she is nearly thirty years old.

She had to wear stiff, shiny "armor" made of flowers, diamonds, silk, and metal every day, and she traveled from place to place until late at night, sometimes until two or three o'clock the next morning. In order for her slim waist to be noticeable, she had to eat very little. In the evening, when you are too hungry to stand it, drink a few cups of diet tea, eat some sweets, eat some ice cream that produces calories, or a few slices of pastry that are not easy to digest.

Only by insisting on these without relaxation can we maintain such a delicate and weak beauty in the social arena, and can we ...... Continue to be pampered by him.

"Oh, nothing, we young people are naturally patient." Gaston bowed slightly, replied respectfully with a smile on his face.

It was his elaborate imitation of the smile, and the famous smile of the Duke of Kerson, which was carved out of the same mold - gentleness. Cold, emotionless, but polite.

Since the death of his grandfather, Marshal Count Laporta, he was a teenager and took refuge in the Treville family according to his grandfather's will. He also started as soon as he came out of the mountain. He followed the Duke of Kerson and became one of his cronies.

True, he was an admirer of the Duke of Kerson, who wanted to imitate him in almost every move. In the eyes of the Duke of Prasland, that person can be said to be a kind of blind idol.

This adoration does not just come from the fear of him that has arisen from years of contact. It came from admiration for him - in the eyes of the young duke, the image of the Duke de Kerson was almost the image he wanted to be: intellectual, gentle, humble. Far-reaching scheming, as well as ...... When necessary, he is ruthless and strong-willed.

Because he worshipped that idol, even his mistress, Gaston did not want to be too offended.

"Monsieur de Plasland, you are still too young, so sometimes you may be a little unreasonable, and it is not your fault......" Mary still had that faint smile on her face. But there seemed to be some stinging harshness in his tone, "However, I still have to tell you." Sometimes you try to be more mature, but it can backfire......"

Gaston's expression froze suddenly.

After a moment, a helpless smirk appeared on his face. "Ah, I'm sorry, but I didn't mean to be disrespectful to you......"

"It doesn't matter. Young people, it's normal to have a bigger temper. It's not good to keep everything in your mind......" Mary smiled and shook her head, signaling that he didn't need to explain. "I was just joking with you, so let's go see Fran first. It's my sin to keep a young man like you waiting! It's just, please, be a little quicker and make your poor friend wait a little less, okay? ”

Gaston looked at Mary in amazement, but nothing could be seen in her smile.

Isn't this lady completely unreasonable...... With this in mind, Gaston bowed to her again with relief. "I'll leave it all up to you, ma'am."

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Under the leadership of the chief steward, the two nobles entered the mansion.

As promised, Madame de Léoland went to the chamber to wait, while the Duke of Praslan continued to walk along the thick carpet.

Although it doesn't look grand on the outside, when you come inside, you can unexpectedly feel a sense of wealth and luxury.

The intricately carved doors and windows of Parisian designers and workers' doors, as well as the ceilings of medieval or Venetian palaces, the wooden closets with the appearance of paintings, the polished marble floors, the faithful reflection of the candlelight on the gilded candelabras, the tassels and draperies everywhere, and the heavy furnishings proclaim the wealth of the owner in various ways, can be called the temple of modern capitalism.

In the center of the temple is a throne-like seat that rises above the ground, and this seat is covered with gold leaf and inlaid with some colored gemstones, so it shines with a different kind of light.

Wrapped in these bright lights, a woman in a fluffy white court dress was sitting upright in the middle of her seat.

At first, Gaston could only see the small feet in brown tweed high-tops.

Although these feet were wrapped in silk socks, the slender shape could be seen, and the feet were trembling slightly, revealing the owner's bored mood at this time.

Gaston's gaze slowly slid upwards, and then he saw the target of his visit.

The golden show is scattered on his shoulders like a waterfall, his beautiful facial features are white and slightly red, and his blue eyes are looking at him. Her expression was very calm, like a smile but not like a smile, in this unclear smile, the innocence of the girl and the elegance of the woman were perfectly unified, which made people's hearts ripple. And underneath the face, the graceful figure wrapped in a dress and the neck with a slight hint of skin hue from the embroidered crepe collar will also attract anyone's attention.

And her slender white right hand was holding a wooden folding fan at this time, playing absentmindedly.

If the lady de Léoland was already beautiful, the lady in front of her was even more beautiful, as if she had become a work of art in her own right.

Trying to suppress the tremor in his heart, Gaston bowed respectfully.

"Ms. de Treville. Following the appointment, I came over, hoping not to keep you waiting. ”

As if the ice had melted, a smile appeared on her face that was both cheerful and reserved.

"Gaston, you don't have to be so restrained in front of me." The lady's voice was soft. I can't tell the age, "Came to me today, is there something wrong?" ”

"Hmm...... Actually, ma'am, I'm here to ask for your help. "Gaston didn't get drunk on the sound, but kept his sobriety as he should." I'm having some trouble right now......"

"Haunted?" The lady's expression was a little more serious, and she looked at Gaston curiously. "What's the problem?"

"That's ......," the Duke bowed again to his beloved Lady Treville, and explained to her in detail.

It turned out that as a close confidant of the Duke of Kerson, since the Duke was appointed Chancellor of the Exchequer by His Majesty the Emperor, the young Gaston became a director of Crédit Paris. With the duke's affairs busy, he became the de facto head of the bank.

Because of his youth, Gaston wants to use actual results to defeat everyone's doubts, and Gaston, who is young and vigorous and has a backer, does not take the other "decay" of the bank in his eyes at all, and implements the business strategy he learned from his idol on his own, bent on getting a higher evaluation in his heart.

In the early days, his business was really smooth. High-risk investments also reap the rewards of high profits.

However, just when he was deeply proud of his success, the sudden change in the direction of the political wind gave him an indescribable blow.

Just this year. At the insistence of His Majesty the Emperor, France went to war with Austria and Austria, and financial markets were in turmoil.

If that were all there was to it, it didn't matter, but in the middle of the year, the most fatal blow struck - because of a disagreement with His Majesty the Emperor on domestic and foreign affairs. Duke Kerson resigned abruptly.

As one of the duke's assistants, Gaston knew what a blow it was.

The crackdown soon spread to the economic level. And because of the excessive pursuit of high profits, Gaston's side was also the first to face a crisis - he fell into the dilemma of a weak capital chain. Although it is hard to support, the situation is already dangerous, and if there is no way to save it, I am afraid that it will not be long before the difficult situation of Credit Paribas will become a fact known to everyone in the market.

Ms. Tréville, who was seated, listened quietly with one hand on her jaw until finally she asked in a low voice.

"In other words, you are facing a financial problem with Yan zhòng? If that's the case, wouldn't it be better if you went to my brother? ”

A hint of pain flashed across Gaston's white face.

"Don't worry, Gaston, it's not your fault, it's just that the current situation is too bad." The lady's voice was still very calm, as if to comfort him, "My brother thinks so highly of you that he will not blame you for such a trivial matter, and besides, you don't need much money. ”

I just don't want to look incompetent in front of him...... The young man sighed inwardly.

All these years, the Duke of Kerson had been teaching and leading him, like a brother and a teacher, but in front of him, Gaston did not want to fail.

Although the lady said that "there is not much money", it is a huge amount of capital. And because of this, he came to this lady.

Since the death of Marshal Victor de Treville, Duke of Kerson, who had inherited the title, the Duke of Kerson, had separated from his sister, and everyone in high society said that the Duke was so fond of his sister that he even gave more than half of his family property to the Lady of Tréville when the family was divided - and in the eyes of those close to the Duke of Kerson, such as Gaston, this rumor should be entirely true, and even too conservative.

In other words, the lady de Treville in front of her was one of the owners of the vast business complex that the Duke of Kerson had founded and fostered, and at the same time, naturally one of the richest people in the country.

Whether it was on the duke's side, or on the money's side, he had to give the lady the utmost respect.

"Madam, I beg you not to sue him, this problem is up to me, and there is no need to bother him." Gaston's tone became more deferential. "I just want to ask you, for my sake, to give us a financial support from the bank. I can assure you that this money is by no means a gift without returns, but an extremely wise investment. As long as we can get such a fund, we can survive this most difficult time, and we will all get better when the time comes! ”

The lady looked at the young man silently.

Right in front of her, the young man stood tall, and his tone carried the certainty and unquestionability that is peculiar to young people.

- It's just like my brother back then.

"Yes. It's okay, it's a little money. The smile on her face remained the same, "When do you want it?" ”

In the young man's heart, a burst of ecstasy surged in an instant.

At this moment, the lady in front of her was like a goddess. Full of love and beauty.

What a wonderful man!

"If you could...... The sooner the better......" he replied in a trembling voice.

"Oh...... Is the sooner the better? The lady groaned, and after a moment raised her head again, "Well, I'll raise money for you in two days, and you can confirm the payment then." ”

"That's wonderful, ma'am, I'...... I really can't put into words how grateful I am to you. ”

A feeling of being saved made Gaston collapse a little. Although he tried his best to control the situation. But sweat was pouring down his forehead.

"It's so cute, young man~~ Okay, cheer up. It's the New Year, don't be so sad? ”

"Hmmm! Thank you! Thank you! ”

"Still," said the smile on the lady's face, "you don't have to work so hard, do you?" After all, you are the inheritor of an old family, and you can live more easily. ”

After hearing this, Gaston lowered his gaze. Frowned imperceptibly.

He hates to be regarded by others as "a fool with an empty title, who only deserves to stay at home and enjoy himself". And this lady inadvertently touched this taboo.

However, what made him most uncomfortable was that. Even if he was stabbed by her, he couldn't fight back.

At this time, his heart was only grateful.

"You're right," he said, barely holding back his emotions after a moment, "but...... I still want to contribute more to myself, to the Tréville family, ma'am. ”

"Poof......" Ms. Trevil covered her lips with a fan, "Well, thank you for my brother, my lovely friend." ”

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After the young man had left the mansion, Madame Marie-de-Léoland came to her friend.

"Seeing that he was so cheerful when he left, he looks like he has received a New Year's gift from you?" She asked, smiling, and walked over to Fran. "Oh, our young people are being tortured like this."

"Well, yes, it's already like that, how can you not help...... Isn't that too pitiful? Fran still retained the gentle and sweet smile she had just now, and gently played with the fan. Although it is a bit reckless, but after all, he is still his own person, so he can't just die and not save him, right? ”

"Look at what you said, as if you didn't make this trend......," Mary laughed dumbly, and then reached out and stroked her gold, "Is it not because you are in this predicament?" ”

"Can't you say that?" Fran raised an eyebrow, "I wasn't targeting him, I just accidentally affected him...... However, don't really say it, he's still a bit tough, and I think he'll definitely get through it. Young people, it's normal to suffer a little loss now, and you'll know what to do in the future. ”

After a pause, she looked up at Mary again, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about him, what are you running here for today?" ”

"Why can't I come and see you?" Mary asked with a smile.

"Oh, I can't talk about you all the time!" Fran laughed helplessly.

The two of them talked and laughed, and for a while they all seemed to be back to the way they were when they were studying in the studio, completely lacking the reserve and maturity they had just now in front of the young Duke of Prasland.

"Okay, no kidding, I just came here to see you guys on New Year's Day." After laughing for a while, Mary regained her dignified demeanor.

"Me? Of course I'm fine, but I've been a little bored lately, so if you have time, stay with me. Fran replied in a low voice, and after a moment, that mischievous smile appeared on her face again, "As for the other one...... Hmph, you're here today, your Alice is so naughty now, people don't know what to do, I can't control her! Hurry up and take her away, or you're going to make a big fuss! ”

Say it's my child, it's obviously not yours, do you use me to hide people's eyes? If I really took this precious girl away, would you be willing? Mary couldn't help but sneer in her heart—but she certainly wouldn't say it.

"It's normal for children to be naughty, isn't there?" She sighed quietly, "Mariana isn't just as naughty?" I can't control running around all day, I'm annoyed with her! ”

"Hey, these kids are all demon kings, and they came here just to make us sad!" Fran said hatefully, as if she didn't know she had grown up as a child. "Sooner or later, we will give them their birthdays, and they will never be grateful!"

Although the words were said so harshly, the glint in her eyes and the hidden smile made the sentence unconvincing.

"Okay, let's not talk about that." The smile on Mary's face slowly faded, "Fran, I heard that Mr. said that he was not here during this time, and entrusted you with everything to deal with?" I'm sorry for you in the future......"

After hearing this, Fran couldn't help but feel a little gloomy.

"What's so hard about this, you guys help me anyway. I only wish he would come back soon......" she said, her face becoming even more ugly, and she held the fan in her hand tightly, "I can't spare Bonaparte anyway, not a single one!" ”

"Well, we can't spare them!" Mary nodded.

"Shall we go see him tomorrow? He must have been in a bad mood lately and needed more comfort. Fran said suddenly.

"Huh? But...... He's always at home. ”

"So what?" Fran didn't care, "I want to see my brother, what right does she have to stop me?" My brother is going to Austria soon, can't I spend more time with him before then? Hmph, did she really think someone wanted to see her? ”

A sneer appeared on Fran's face, "Besides, no matter how unreasonable that guy is, I don't think anyone will dare to stop me." It's been Christmas for me, and no one dares to stop me. ”

"......" Mary was speechless, this is also true, who can stop you.

"Okay, don't mention her, it's a disappointment." Fran waved her hand, then turned to look at Mary, "Mary, I'm going to pick a dress later, you can look next to me, I'm going to pick the prettiest set of the past." It's rare to pass once, but you can't make people see a joke! ”

"Well, of course," Mary nodded in response, deciding in her mind that she must choose a random dress as soon as possible, "I dare say you'll be so beautiful that everyone will be dazzled!" Bao Zhun Er made Charlotte mad! ”

If she were to choose one of the hundreds of fancy clothes, God knows how much time it would take. Mary herself had just as many clothes, so she naturally understood the power of it.

"You always say it so nicely." Fran slowly rose from her seat, a perfect smile on her face.

"So...... Let's go. (To be continued)

PS: The timeline continues with the Christmas special.

Last time, a lot of people shouted that they couldn't stand it, so this time it will be all positive energy...... Congratulations to everyone on the New Year.

A family is to be neat and tidy...... The most important thing is to be happy......

There is no meat drama, and the New Year should be said lightly~~~

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