The sparkling, dim street lamps cast a blurry brilliance, and the long street illuminated is like a dream passage to the land of fantasy.

"You're a waste of time to wander around like this, I know the best places to have fun, and I know where the most beautiful dancers are. ”

The coachman showed an ambiguous smile that all men understand, jumped out of the carriage, and went to help Downton, "There are some neighborhoods where it's not safe to be at night. ”

"Take me to the slums!"

Downton shook the driver's hand and stepped into the carriage.

"What?"

The coachman thought he had misheard, until Downton repeated it, and his expression became weird, as if he was looking at a pervert with a special fetish ~good~

You don't go to the Moulin Rouge to see the dancers, even if you can't find a nightingale hanging under the street lamp to solicit customers, what the hell is it to go to the slums?

"Do you want to go?"

Downton frowned.

"Let's go!"

In the spirit of being a bastard if you have money and don't make money, the coachman went on the road, but he still kindly reminded, "Noble lord, it is a crime to buy slaves privately in London, if you want a young ~ prostitute, you have to go to the slave market." ”

Although Downton is disguised, the clothes on his body are not gorgeous, but the workmanship is definitely a master, you must know that this kind of clothes are more difficult to buy than Chinese clothes, indicating that people have private tailors, and that temperament, at first glance, it is a person who has been in a high position for a long time and gives orders all year round.

He is definitely not the kind of poor ghost who lives in the slums and wears good clothes and goes out to be abducted, he must go to buy and sell slaves, after all, those people are often poor and can't eat, selling children and daughters is the norm, and some women will even come out to be wandering warblers.

Downton was silent, admiring the night view, and from time to time a carriage passed by. On it were decently dressed nobles and flamboyant women, and at first glance they were going to a feast.

The coachman is very good at being a man, and after seeing that the persuasion is ineffective, he begins to introduce the scenery of the slum, and also reveals some precautions during the process.

As soon as the carriage turned onto a street in the southern part of the city, the light immediately dimmed. The roads are broken and bumpy, the street lights are broken a lot, and the pedestrians wandering the streets look very unkind.

Creak!

The coachman parked the carriage at a dark junction, "a total of six silver coins." ”

"No need to look for it!"

Downton popped out a gold coin, which swirled and rubbed against the air with a humming sound.

Click!

The coachman bit it and was overjoyed, if it weren't for the fact that this place was too dangerous, he really looked like he was waiting here and pulling this high roller one more time.

Downton Walk. More and more surprisingly, unlike those common slums, there is no disgusting smell in the air here, and there are no dilapidated tiled houses and littered garbage, but rows of neat huts, although narrow, but enough to see a family of four live.

In order to save the oil for the lamps, the women borrowed street lamps. The laundry and sheets are toilfully washed and delivered to the guests tomorrow. So they have to be busy until late at night, but they are used to the mountain of work.

Life is not easy, and some children are also helping.

Seeing Downton passing by, some of the women stopped what they were doing, got up and bent down. The attitude is respectful.

"Did you recognize the wrong person?"

Downton did not respond.

"Big brother, give it to you!"

A little girl, under the watchful eye of a group of playmates, ran up to Downton, holding a small clay dragon in both hands and handed it to him.

"Thank you. It's beautiful!"

Downton smiled and touched the little girl's head, took the little dragon away, took out a gold coin, and placed it in her hand.

"This ...... This is a gift for you...... No...... No money!"

The little girl stammered, bowed, put down the coin, turned and ran away, and the playmates immediately came up and chattered something with her.

"Who do they think of me?"

Downton pondered and waved his hand at the little girl, "You all come here!"

A bunch of kids came running like pugs.

"Master Lowe!"

One of the elders shouted out a name that Downton was unfamiliar with.

"This is for you. ”

Without explanation, Downton took some snacks from the war space and handed them to the children.

No one answered, but from the sound of them swallowing saliva and the look of hope, Downton knew that they wanted it very much.

"Eat, it's Xiaolong's return gift!"

Downton said sorry to that Lowe in his heart, and hit the road again, with several more little tails behind him.

"It's too late, go home!"

Downton didn't dare let them follow, even though they were familiar with the environment.

"Young Master!

A petite girl in a maid's outfit shouted, ran out of a fork in the road, and when she saw Downton, it was like seeing a savior, and she ran over with great joy, pulled him up and left, "Hurry up, there's a bad guy." ”

After only three long streets, Downton could already hear the men cursing as they pulled a woman and tried to take it away.

"Let her go!"

The maid scolded coquettishly, as long as the young master was there, she was not afraid of these people.

"This noble lord, it is only natural to repay debts, you won't hinder us, right?"

The man who led the group had a scar on his face, and his tone was humble, looking at Downton without a trace.

"Master Lowe, I don't owe them any money. The girl who was dragged away saw that the scar man took out a contract, and quickly clarified, "I went to be a dancer, and I didn't promise to be a prostitute~girl!"

"But you're not wrong with an advance of twenty gold coins, right?"

This method is used too much, even if it goes to court, the scar man can get out of the way, so he has no fear.

"How much she owes you, I'll pay it back for her!"

In the face of a group of low-level people, Downton also disdains to use force.

"I'm afraid it won't work!"

The scar man was very depressed, it stands to reason that he can get money, and he will make a lot of money, but this girl is asked by a viscount, and he can't afford to offend.

"What? My gold isn't worth much?"

Downton frowned.

"This is Viscount Uncor's business. ”

Scar Man was lifted backstage.

"What the hell?" Downton was impatient, "you either take the money and get out of here, or die here, and as for the viscount, go back and tell him, if you are not convinced." Just go to the Golden Tree House Hotel and find me!"

"Humph!"

The little maid crossed her hands on her hips and snorted, "Don't leave yet?"

"It's a total of one hundred and fifty gold coins!"

Scar Man decides to compromise.

"Don't give it to them, I don't owe that much money. ”

The girl was in a hurry.

"Leave it alone!"

Downton pulled out two golden tickets with a hundred-dollar face value and handed them to Scar Man, just as he reached for them. Downton grabbed him by the neck.

"If you trouble her again, I will extract your souls and pour them into the mechanical puppet, so that you will not be able to survive or die for the rest of your life!"

The upside-down spider pattern in his left eye flashed, and when the scar man came to his senses, Downton was gone.

"Boss, are you alright?"

"Why did you let that wronged man go? I saw that he still had a lot of golden tickets in his wallet, and it was a big fat sheep. ”

"That seems to be Master Lowe. Let's not mess with him, he has a good reputation in the slums, and he paid for the construction of those houses. ”

Minions are talking nonsense. There was a kid who lived in the local area couldn't help but mutter, he didn't want a good person like Lowe to suffer.

"Alas, I'm going back to the countryside and begging for a living in the city, it's too hard. And I've left my wife and children behind for too long. ”

The scar man didn't dare to tell his subordinates. His clothes were soaked, and he really felt death looming around him at the moment Downton told him, but he didn't know that it would be extravagant.

"Go, kill them. The most painful way to die!"

Beyoncé crouched on the roof of a bell tower, watching everything through the eyes of darkness, and when Downton left, she commanded her men.

It is blasphemy for a lowly human being to dare to take money from a servant of God. The most cruel punishment must be given.

"Young Master!"

The girl was terrified.

"Don't talk about it, take this money to help emergencies, don't go to places like taverns, and find a serious job. Downton interrupted the girl's thanks, "If you want, go to the Golden Tree House, someone will arrange a job for you." ”

After the girl left with a thousand thanks, the maid immediately screamed and hugged Downton's arm, "Young master, I adore you so much, you have saved a person's life again!"

"Are you sure you're right?"

Downton teased.

"Admit that you are wrong?"

The maid tilted her head, blinked a pair of beautiful eyes, looked at Downton for some reason, and stood on tiptoe, reaching out to touch his forehead, "No fever?"

"It's fine!"

Downton shook his head, unable to communicate with the stupid maid.

"Young master, it's time to go back, otherwise let the housekeeper know and he will scold you!"

The maid chattered about what had happened in the night, and pulled Downton into a carriage.

"Shouldn't it be a trap?"

Downton was curious about that Lowe, how similar the faces must be to make so many people admit their mistakes?

The carriage whirled along, and at last stopped in front of a quiet mansion, where there were only two or three servants, and judging by their attitudes, they knew that Lowe was very kind to them on weekdays.

"No need for a late-night snack. ”

After letting the maid step aside, Downton walked into the study, and was greeted by tall bookshelves crammed with books.

"It's very wide!"

Homer teased, up to the dragon language, elven language, down to the lizardman language of the side door, the underground fish-man language, there are dozens of language books.

This is definitely not a façade because it is all annotated.

From the most popular novels and opera picture books to obscure philosophical books.

"Oh my God, Finnegan's Wake, Heidegger's Being and Time, don't tell him he can understand it!"

Homer's exclamations rose one after another, and when he finally found a stack of manuscripts with various data and words written on them, he was completely convinced.

On the windowsill of the study, there is a quaint bronze lookout, and next to it is a white paper, a ruler, and it looks like Lowe is calculating the position of a certain star.

Downton sat down, looked through the manuscripts, and got to know a person, naturally starting with his words.

The maid burst in with a doughnut in her mouth, and when she saw her master reading, she hurried away on tiptoe, knowing that her master hated it most than anything to disturb him at such moments.

Some of them were fascinated by it, and it wasn't until the third day of the day when the maid came in with breakfast that Downton came back to his senses, and looked out the window, his eyes couldn't help but be a little sour.

"Young master, it's time to eat. ”

Breakfast is very simple, a glass of milk, two slices of bread, plus an egg, just to afford these books, Lowe is worth a lot of money, but his breakfast is so simple, it can be seen that he lives a more disciplined and simple life.

Waited until midnight, but Lowe didn't show up.

"Master, it's time to go back, someone sent an invitation!"

Beyoncé appeared and got down on one knee to say goodbye.

"Good!"

With a sigh, Downton pulled out a piece of letterhead, apologized, wrote some thoughts, and got up to leave.

When the bell of Li Min's arrival drifted from the distant bell tower, a tall young man appeared in the study without warning, as if he had always been there.

The sound of footsteps slowed the young man's fingers across the spine of the book, and finally stopped at a book with a red cover.

"Thus did Zarathustra?"

The young man chuckled, looking at everything in the room in its original condition and in its place, and couldn't help but feel a lot of affection for the uninvited guest.

Book lovers, even if they are bad, are not much worse!

"Young Master!"

The girl was wearing a white nightdress, holding an angel puppet in one hand, standing in front of the door, she rubbed her eyes vigorously, but she was still sleepy-eyed.

"Go to sleep!"

The young man picked up the letter.

Now in London, with the coming of midsummer, the situation is strange, and various forces are ready to move.

Western Earth is a continent of divine supremacy, but in Britannia, it is above the imperial power, because the great Queen Madeleine, expelled the oracle and completely shattered the shackles that had been strengthened on the people.

Here, the Holy See is more like a kind of mascot, a kind of spiritual comfort, and the people are more willing to solve problems with their hands than to pray to some god.

Therefore, in the royal court, the power of the Holy See is weak, and it is replaced by the Queen, the Iron Mask Prince, Black Charlie, and the Celestial Princess.

The power of the queen was unquestionable, and she stood tall above her, looking down on her three heirs fighting.

The iron-masked prince lives in a simple house, and hates these intrigues the most, so he is the weakest, and Black Charles has the support of the military, especially the Knights of the Garter, so that his combat effectiveness is the strongest, and the imperial prime minister, as well as the robed nobles of the council, are standing behind the eldest princess.

Because of Madeleine's existence, the Bretons did not have too much prejudice against women in power, but hoped that another Rose of the Demon Palace would appear and restore the glory of the Cinchback Dynasty.

This period of palace infighting, which lasted for several years, finally came to an end at the prince's ceremony.

The first to send an invitation to Downton was Princess Freya, who invited him to a dinner party, and whether it was an olive branch or a Hongmen banquet was to be determined.

"Nervous?"

Sissi and Elaine were also along, and they watched Downton be silent, not knowing what they were thinking, so they asked.

"Nervous about what?"

Downton asked.

"That princess, it could be your sister!"

Sissi glanced at Elaine, and it was self-evident that Freya was a blood relative.

"I only have one sister!"

Downton's words made Elaine smile and hugged his arm hard, but then she began to complain again, she didn't want to be just a sister. (To be continued......)