Chapter 210: Marseille at Night

At night, Marseille is a veritable city of charm, and the water in the distance may be a deep blue (yīn), but a bright moon spreads silver threads on it, lighting it up. Her reflection (shè) on the sparkling undulating sea surface is like a diamond falling into the deep blue sea, exuding dazzling brilliance.

The Clari sisters' ball villa is not on the beachfront, but on a hill outside Marseille, on a gentle slope on the rolling hillside, on which a brightly lit classical-style luxury villa building sits.

With its intricately carved Greek-style marble balustrades, bright, wide glass windows, and a ballroom modeled after the Hall of Mirrors at the Palace of Versailles, mirrors not only make the space look spacious, but also allow dancers to admire their beautiful dancing and learn from their mistakes.

There are also bright red silk curtains depicting patterns in gold thread, which hang from the top to the ground from the top to the ground, hanging from the window almost three or four meters high. It sways gently in the breeze outside the window, like a waterfall made of bright red roses, and it is the ultimate in luxury! All of this is a sign of how rich and generous the owner of this place was, and how high his status once was.

If he hadn't known that the owner of this place was a silk merchant, Han Xing might have thought that the owner of this place was a duke or even His Majesty the King!

Even if it is said that the princess Han Xing lives here, I believe it, this luxurious furnishings, there are even peacock feather fans from India, incense, and blue and white porcelain in the style of the Celestial Empire! It was not a small vase or a teacup, but a serious enamel vase, and there was more than one, a full four, half-man-tall large ones, which were placed in the four corners of the hall as decoration.

What made Han Xing linger the most was the large terrace outside the dance hall, which was hundreds of square meters, not only planted with flowers and trees, but also a section of Greek-style columns, antique, with the same style of railing carved from marble, it simply made people feel like they were in the ancient Greek and Roman eras.

The edge of the terrace overlooks the entire Marseille district, and it can be said that it is a panoramic view, which is Han Xing's ideal residence! The sea in the distance, shè (shè) under the moonlight, the dark sky and the dark sea not only bring a trace of oppression to the beautiful scenery in front of you, but reflect the colorful buildings and starry lights in the city of Marseille!

That's a feeling called warmth, otherwise why would people compare home to a "warm harbor"? Only sailors who were once on the sea (shēn), nibbling on salted fish and hard bread, sleeping in a simple chuáng made of canvas, and huddled in the narrow, musty bilge deck would experience this warmth. Of course, a wanderer away from home can feel a similar way...

A ship sailing in the vast sea, isn't it an island? There is no future ahead, no land far away, everything is just unknown. Maybe you live in a high-rise apartment, maybe you live in a bungalow or a small bungalow in the countryside, or an old-fashioned residential building with mottled walls, but your homes all have one thing in common – (shēn) is on land!

The roots of human beings are on land, no matter how much we clamore to conquer the sea, but few people will really regard the ship as their home, at most they live on the ship, but when they sleep on the ship, the ship is still moored in the harbor?

Han Xing can be said to have a deep understanding of this feeling, he has eaten sand in the desert, spent nights and nights on the sea, and he always longs for a city in front of him, even if it is just a land with people, to be able to see the light of the lighthouse, to have a decent small restaurant, to serve himself a sumptuous dinner in addition to salted fish, bread, and bean sprouts.

Only in the boundless sea will you realize that the things you have pursued all your life, the wealth, power, and knowledge that you are proud of, are actually worthless when they are divorced from human society!

It's like "Titanic", which of the people on it is not a social elite, a pillar of the country, a talent, or a million-dollar (shēn) family, a brick can knock down two multimillionaires, a billionaire, but in the end, most of them don't end up with a fish? Their rich (shēn) family and monstrous power have not been able to win them even a glimmer of life!

It turns out that human beings can become so small in front of nature! Who can impress a hungry shark with wealth? Who can use power to create a lifebuoy? Or let others give up their only chance of survival?

Perhaps Richard III never said "a horse, a horse, exchange my kingdom for a horse!" Such a stupid statement, but Shakespeare's intention is indeed right, let you be a prince and general, when it comes to despair, what is more important than the chance of survival?

"It's so beautiful! This place is so luxurious, it's like a royal palace! Han Xing looked at the luxurious and beautiful Clarley family villa in front of him and exclaimed.

"Cut! Bumpkin! In my head, I heard the cold snort of Louis XVI and Marie and his wife.

"You're not jealous that people are richer than you, are you? This place is much more luxurious than your Tuileries! Han Xing said to Louis XVI sourly.

"Richer than me? Are you kidding me? How can a mere silk merchant be richer than a king like me? I don't know how many villas of this grade (tào) there have been, and I can't count them! Louis XVI said with pride and pride.

"If I'm not mistaken, you seem to have been a 'minus second generation' since you became king, right? Proper negative equity! Han Xing hit the nail on the head.

Louis XVI was suddenly dumbfounded, and Shao Qian smiled awkwardly and continued: "Hanchel, you must know that the real rich man is not luxury, but low-key connotation!" If you want the kind of dazzling method that looks simple, but when you meet someone who knows how to do it, you can see the unusual way at a glance, that is the correct way to show off your wealth! ”

"For example, every painting in the Tuileries is the work of a famous artist, and if you take out any one of them, you can sell at least a thousand francs!" Louis XVI said with a little pride.

"It's boring!" Han Xing yawned. If he could see Louis XVI's face, he would find that this old man had a black line on his face at this time, and he was very helplessly covering his forehead, a posture of going to hit the wall.

"I'm really playing the piano to the cow! This guy's appreciation of art is really low, which is outrageous! Louis XVI muttered without tears. This is the tragedy of low-key showing off wealth, just like the mountains and rivers meet bosom friends, before Boya met Zhongzi, the people around him thought he was playing cotton······ If it's not that his piano skills are too poor, it's that the people around him don't appreciate the level!

"Let me tell you this, the furnishings of the Tuileries Palace look plain, but in fact none of them are simple, let's talk about the curtains! It is also a fine silk, and it is thickened, and the workmanship is first-class, and there is absolutely no flaw to be found, and every other day it has to be taken down to incense, which is many times stronger than here! Louis XVI said helplessly.

"Your windows aren't as wide as they are here!" Saying that, Han Xing also compared the size of the taller window.

Louis XVI had no choice but to say: "Please, the Tuileries Palace is not my reign!" It is a work with a long history, the power of the whole country of France, and countless skilled craftsmen! At that time, it was not fashionable to have such wide floor-to-ceiling windows, well! ”

"Joseph, when do you think Desilei will come out?" Napoleon made a rare change out of a (shēn) military uniform, changed into a (shēn) black tuxedo, and tied a bow tie with a white silk scarf at the neckline. It seemed to be too tight, causing him to feel slightly uncomfortable, so he stretched out his finger and tugged at it.

Joseph combed his brown hair meticulously, his smooth chin without a trace of stubble, his hands behind his back (shēn), his leather shoes polished brightly, and he spoke with a humble smile, a posture of a famous son.

At this time, he stroked his hair and said eloquently: "Women, the longer they wear makeup, the more they value you!" That's a good thing, be patient! ”

"Yes, it's the so-called 'women are pleasing to themselves'!" Han Xing followed and said.

"It's been an hour and a half! I feel like my bottom half (shēn) is numb, damn tight (shēn) pants, it's going to kill me sooner or later! Napoleon quietly pulled off his tight white trousers, stomped his feet, and vomited bitterness.

"Yes, you owe a lot of your failure at Waterloo to your shēn pants! The British deserve a medal of honor for your tight (shēn) pants! It played an even more important role in the Battle of Waterloo than the unworthy Duke of Wellington. If it weren't for it, you wouldn't have hemorrhoids and wouldn't have been able to explore the battlefield yourself! Han Xing said with a smile in his heart.

"Hanschel, what you just said about 'the female guard pleasing herself' is an oriental saying, right?" Joseph raised his glass, took an elegant sip of red wine, and then asked as he shook (dàng).

"Yes, it means: a woman will dress up deliberately for the sake of a man with a heart (ài)!" Han Xing said with a smile. Joseph showed a sudden realization (qíng), and also recited it twice in Han Xing's tone, apparently, the "little Count of Bonaparte" had learned a new (qíng) to please his future daughter-in-law.

While the three of them were talking and laughing, the band suddenly began to play the harp solo, an instrument derived from ancient Greece that really has a romantic magic, and together with this beautiful night scene, compose a perfect romantic serenade.

And the two beautiful women, Julie and the sisters Desirée, the owners of this villa, also appeared to the sound of a beautiful harp, and they walked up the staircase of the magnificent red carpet in high heels.

A beautiful woman on the left wears a red dress with bold (luǒ) exposed lotus arms and pink shoulders, a low-hanging neckline that exudes a piece of light, and the creamy skin reflects the luster of the person under the light. The black curls were casually draped over the two plump and rounded balls, and the tightly bound (xiōng) clothes outlined a (yòu) human curve, and she (rè) (qíng) was unrestrained, like a blooming rose. Let people (qíng) not self (jìn) want to reach out and pick (xie, second tone).

"Oh, my Julie!" Joseph looked at this beauty with a dejected look, and the beauty gave him a flying kiss, and the little Count Bonaparte suddenly flew into the sky as if he were a ghost, and the wine in the cup was poured on his trousers. Needless to say, this beauty must be her sister Julie!

A beautiful woman on the right has a fair, immature face under her soft and beautiful blonde hair, wearing a light blue princess dress, which is different from the one on the left (rè) (qíng) unrestrained, but like a budding flower bone, with a hint of shyness and youthfulness, a pair of pitiful blue eyes, flashing with a little starlight, as pure as an angel. Cautiously taking lotus steps, with a little shyness, let my sister take her hand and step forward.

With the appearance of the host, this dance party has finally officially begun!