When the sunlight shone into the bedroom, the old man turned his body in a hazy way, and just wanted to steal a half day of leisure, but suddenly his nose continued to stir, and he always felt that he smelled a fragrant fragrance, which was so long and so sweet, and the old man inhaled hard: "Whew~" I only felt that all my internal organs were resonating happily, so I had to open my eyes, half-sit up from the bed, first tighten the silk nightgown, lift the blanket that was covered, and then turn my head like on the left-hand side, and sure enough, I saw a cup of steaming and fragrant black tea on the bedside table carved with cumbersome patterns.

"This kid. The old man muttered, then picked up the black tea, first blew the hot air with his mouth, and then carefully took a sip, with the "grunt" sound of the Adam's apple, his face couldn't help but show a satisfied smile. "Really, so well-behaved and sensible, it's really hard to get motivated. The old man muttered to himself.

"Wow. With a bang, as the dark red gauze mopping curtains left their posts, the bright sunlight suddenly filled the not too large bedroom. I saw colorful points of light reflected on the walls all at once. A large bed made of unknown wood was surrounded by a dark red veil, on the left was a silver lampstand just an arm's length from the bed, and on the right was a cabinet of black tea that had been drunk. Opposite the bed was a large closet with double doors, and near the window was a wooden table with a stack of parchment paper and a quill on it.

The old man hummed a brisk song and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, because the current glass texture is not very pure, so in front of the old man is a Gothic glass mosaic window. Sunlight shines through the glass mosaic windows to create colorful spots of light in the interior, which is beautiful.

The sun was shining outside, and the old man looked into the distance, only to see that the spire of the Gothic church in the distance was towering into the sky. From far and near, the surrounding buildings reflect the luster of the stone in the sunlight, and the dappled light and shadow on the ground are like these heavy stone walls unscrupulously showing off their long history and glory days.

Ever since the old man heard a certain news somewhere, he has been in a subtle state of gain and loss. Now although the mood is very comfortable, but the old man still tries to restrain himself, when the smile dissipates from the corner of his eyes, the old man sat at the desk, turned out a piece of woolen paper, and carefully wrote and drew on it with a pen.

"Ever since I came to this place where my grandfather's friend is, the old man seems to have been in a good mood. Little Peter sat on a wicker chair with a copy of "On the History of Architecture" on his lap, and thought to himself.

Looking around, the courtyard was overgrown with unknown flowers and trees, and the path made of stone alternated in a regular pattern, like a ball full of arms waving its arms to its heart's content. Little Peter was deep in the courtyard under a stone gazebo in the center of the courtyard, and his long black hair fluttered gently in the breeze.

"However, it's also true, this place is so majestic and magnificent, and there is inadvertent luxury everywhere, and if you change it to someone else, someone else will be very happy. ”

Little Peter couldn't help but think about it in his mind again, this building is in the shape of a hollow zigzag, in the middle is the central courtyard where he is now, surrounded by a variety of precious flowers and trees, as well as arty rattan chairs and pavilions. It is surrounded by historic buildings made of stone carved with unknown patterns.

"I heard the old man say, this is an earl's mansion, is the earl so luxurious?" Little Peter secretly wondered in his heart, although he had been living here for a few weeks, little Peter still felt that a kind of fear in his psychology was slowly amplifying, as if there was a monster lurking around him and wanted to swallow himself into the dark abyss.

"Phew, I'm not fit to live in a place like this. Little Peter finally looked around and nodded vigorously.

After having breakfast with the old man, and just about to clean up with the plate, little Peter found that the manservant standing behind him had already taken the lead, and the maid on the other side immediately served a cup of coffee. Little Peter couldn't help blushing, carefully took the coffee with both hands, lowered his head and looked directly at the dining table and whispered, "Thank you." ”

The maid stared at little Peter and smiled, gave a skirt salute, and slowly stepped back. Little Peter's face turned red, his mouth muttered, and his hand drew a few crosses in front of his chest before he relaxed slightly. The old man kept looking at little Peter, and when he saw such a performance, he couldn't help pouting again and again, sighed a few times secretly, drank the mellow coffee, and then got up to leave.

In the study, the old man said to the middle-aged man who was lucky while playing chess: "I found that that stinky boy doesn't seem to be suitable for this kind of life." ”

"After all, I'm just in contact, so I'm in a hurry. The middle-aged man twisted the chess piece in one hand and said casually while thinking.

The old man threw the chess pieces in his hand, "No more." He got up and paced back and forth, his face full of unhappiness.

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes up, the corners of his mouth skimmed, put down the chess pieces and leaned back, most of his body curled up in the single sofa, holding his cheeks with one hand, waving the other hand indiscriminately, tilting his head and staring at the old man and saying, "I have been waiting for so many years, why are you in a hurry now?"

"You know, you know. The old man waved his hand again and again, and his voice was hurried and a little sharp: "There was no hope before, you know, I don't know where the road ahead is, now it's different, it's different!" As he spoke, he clenched his fists hard, his voice was high-pitched and passionate, and the expression on his face was faintly hideous: "It's different now, you know, the times are changing, and if you can't keep up, you'll fall from high above and be trampled on in the mud." Do you understand?" the old man roared as he stared at the middle-aged man with red eyes.

The middle-aged man tugged at the neckline with his hand, looked at the old man with sharp eyes, exhaled a long breath, and said in a calm voice: "Then what do you want?"

"What do I want? Hah, what can I do, I'm alone, you know. The old man was so soft that he was in the sofa, and his eyes were blank and muttered: "I don't have much time, I can feel it, I'm just worried, worried about him, he is still so well-behaved and sensible, it is rare that his nature is not bad, he is a good seedling." ”

"The nature is not bad, it means kindness, don't you know, in the imperial capital, kindness is the biggest sin. The middle-aged man wiped his eyes with a smile, and then said, "Moreover, it is useless for us to be anxious, I guess that kid is unwilling, he dreams of being a priest." After saying that, he spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

"Be a fart priest!" The old man stood up from the sofa at once, his face turned red with anger, and he roared again and again: "He is still so young, he doesn't even know what a woman is, so he runs to be a priest!

"Now it's called the Pope. The middle-aged man sighed helplessly and handed a cup of black tea to the other party.

The old man slumped in the sofa, beating on the armrest with one hand, covering his eyes with the other, and after a long time, he said weakly: "Yes, now it's called the Pope." Hehe, Pope. After saying that, he waved his hand, "I think we need to have a good talk with him, it's time, we all know it." He took away the hand that covered his eyes, squinted at the chessboard on the coffee table, and said slowly.

"Times are different, and someone has to make a choice, either sacrifice or succeed. A deep voice echoed in the study.

"We have done this, not asking for anything else, only for future generations to live better. ”