Prince Albert took a deep breath, and in order to prevent stuttering, he spoke very slowly, and said to Vivien Leigh almost word by word: "Miss, I think, respect, yes, human, the best, morality." ”

Vivien Leigh hadn't figured out the situation yet, and subconsciously said according to the prince's meaning: "Yes, human beings, we should respect each other." ”

At this moment, Princess Elizabeth spoke up: "Okay, Bo Rong, this is still just an ignorant little girl, don't scare her." ”

Albert gave his wife a lot of face, and he walked away expressionlessly: "Of course." ”

Zhou Hexuan looked at Albert who turned around and left playfully, this prince's performance just now really did not have any royal demeanor to speak of, and he looked very inferior and cautious.

It is no wonder that when he succeeded to the throne, he sent his brother to the poor country of the Bahamas as governor, and he was never recalled for the rest of his life. As for the reason, the Duke of Windsor's sympathy for the Nazis is an excuse, and the most important thing is that the Queen has always loved the Duke, and our King is jealous.

Vivien Leigh is not a fool, she is just too excited and nervous, causing her brain to shut down and lose the ability to think. After Prince Albert left, she finally gradually returned to normal, and said in a daze: "Mr. Zhou, His Royal Highness the Prince didn't seem to be very happy just now. ”

Zhou Hexuan explained: "He thought you were imitating the way he stuttered. ”

"Oh God!"

Vivien Li covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Mr. Zhou, I want to go over and explain." ”

Zhou Hexuan smiled: "Don't worry, there is an opportunity." ”

Vivien Li became more and more upset, and she didn't dare to talk nonsense when she followed Zhou Hexuan, for fear of making any more jokes.

Just as Prince Albert was talking to the other guests, a man and a woman came to Zhou Hexuan's side. The man smoked a cigar and greeted, "Hello, Mr. Zhou, my name is Louis Mountbatten, Prince Albert's cousin." This is my wife, Edvina Ashley. ”

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This Louis Mountbatten is Lord Mountbatten, the future British Field Marshal, who served as Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces in Southeast Asia during World War II.

It's just that Mountbatten has not yet made a career at this time, he was a communications officer in the Mediterranean Fleet a few years ago, and he has just been promoted to lieutenant captain and returned home on vacation, and somehow got into the prince's ball.

Although Mountbatten introduced himself as the prince's cousin, the nobles of all Europe were related to each other, and a random cousin could be called out by a cousin. If you want to know whether Mountbatten is noble, look at his wife - it is only the daughter of a wealthy businessman.

A down-and-out aristocrat like Mountbatten is difficult to get out of the way unless he is super capable. Perhaps it was because of his good relationship with Prince Albert that he was promoted so quickly later.

Historically, when Prince Albert intended to compete for the throne, Mountbatten was transferred to work in the Admiralty. Upon Albert's accession to the throne as king, Mountbatten was immediately promoted to the rank of Captain and subsequently sent to the Alschot Senior Commandant School.

Zhou Hexuan shook hands and smiled, "Hello, Mr. Mountbatten." Why didn't you communicate with those nobles, but came to me? ”

Mountbatten raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Those nobles look down on me, they have their own circles. ”

This is the so-called high society in Europe, and although Mountbatten's maternal great-grandmother was Queen Victoria of England and his father was a German prince, it is now in decline. Mountbatten himself did not even have a knighthood, and he married the daughter of a wealthy merchant as his wife, and he was not a big officer in the navy, so it was normal for him to be looked down upon by the upper nobles.

Zhou Hexuan comforted: "The most noble thing for a person is character, not a title. ”

Mountbatten smiled: "In addition to character, there is talent. They look down on me, I look down on them, and I prefer to communicate with scholars like Mr. Zhou. ”

The two sat in the corner drinking and chatting, while Vivien Leigh and Mrs. Mountbatten laughed and laughed and gathered among the noblewomen. Whether it was Vivien Leigh or Mrs. Mountbatten, they all wanted to be recognized by the noblewomen, which was the first step into the British upper class.

Zhou Hexuan asked, "Where is Mr. Mountbatten in office?" ”

"The Mediterranean Fleet," Mountbatten said confidently, "I have just been promoted to lieutenant commander, and I believe that in a few years I will be able to be the captain of a warship." ”

"Mediterranean Fleet? That's a mighty fleet. Zhou Hexuan patted his ass with his hand.

Mountbatten said proudly: "Of course, the British Navy is the most powerful navy in the world, and the Mediterranean Fleet is the most important component of the British Royal Navy. If there was another battle in the Mediterranean, I would definitely command the Royal Navy and beat the Germans to the ground. ”

Zhou Hexuan sweated wildly, once this person blows up, he will even scold himself.

Strictly speaking, Mountbatten is also considered German, and his father is still the prince of Germany. If the Second German Reich still existed, and Mountbatten's father had not renounced his German citizenship, Mountbatten could barely be regarded as a German prince.

As the two chatted deeply, Zhou Hexuan found that Mountbatten was particularly braggadocio and a little cynical, as if he felt that his talent was buried. This guy likes submarines very much, perhaps because he served in submarines for the first time as an officer, and he has a kind of nostalgia for submarines like a first love.

"Submarines are very important, like assassins in war," Mountbatten boasted, "and if I were to be the Marshal of the Royal Navy one day, I would build a powerful submarine force dedicated to the tasks of harassment, destruction and logistics." ”

Zhou Hexuan smiled: "Then I wish you an early ascension." ”

"I believe there will be a day." Mountbatten said coaxingly.

At this moment, Vivien Leigh and Mrs. Mountbatten came back with ugly faces, and the two were sullen and did not speak.

Zhou Hexuan asked, "Mary, what's wrong?" ”

Vivien Leigh bowed her head crampedly: "I'm making a fool of myself again." ”

Madame Mountbatten explained: "Mary had just spoken in a way that made the ladies laugh at her. ”

The English aristocracy would also explode and curse, which was considered normal behavior, after all, people have times of anger. But sometimes in a chat, if you use a few words incorrectly, even if you are speaking well, it will be considered rude.

English is divided into aristocratic English and civilian English, such as the stewardess mother of Princess Kate in later generations, because she said that the bathroom was a toilet, and was collectively despised by the upper class, because the word used by the nobles was lavatory.

When Vivien Leigh was chatting with the ladies just now, she praised a pastry as very delicious, and subconsciously used dessert, which attracted a burst of ridicule from the ladies. Only the lower classes would use dessert to represent dessert, and the upper class aristocracy considered dessert to be pudding, while dessert was just a fruit bowl, usually served after pudding.

Once the two words are mixed, they will be regarded by the upper class aristocrats as uninformed, belonging to the kind of hillbilly who has never eaten dessert after a meal.

The impact of this situation was so severe that it was almost ridiculed by aristocratic circles for the rest of his life. Aristocrats can shout "bitches", "idiots", which is considered normal playful and angry. However, it is absolutely not allowed to mix words, and if you get it wrong, you will be labeled as vulgar.

After listening to their narration, Zhou Hexuan could only shake his head and smile bitterly, there is really no way to do this kind of class thing.

Mountbatten comforted: "Mary, you don't have to be too upset, those words are just a fig leaf for the nobility, there is no need to take it too seriously. ”

"Well, thank you." Vivien Leigh was still sullen, and she felt like she had messed up the ball.

Soon, several ladies came together, and one of them smiled and said, "Hey, isn't this our Miss Pastry?" ”

Vivien Leigh's face turned red with shame, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.