Chapter 219: Fashion Spokesperson (4K)
Just as the young man was wondering which competitor this gentleman estimated to be making trouble and was about to coax him out, the perfumer, who had been staying behind and observing the movement here, saw this and hurriedly said, "David! β
He stepped forward and pushed the young man away: "Go over there and take a look, this gentleman is a connoisseur, just let me receive it myself." β
Then the perfumer smiled and asked, "Are you from Paris?" Or further, did you or your father ever serve in the imperial court? I heard the smell of cheese mentioned it once by my Mr. Rubin, and not many people know about it! β
To Arthur's surprise, the other party asked questions in French, but since the other party had such preconceived notions, Arthur didn't mind showing off the coping skills he had learned from Vidocq.
And if you want to play a good Frenchman, the main purpose is to grasp the unstoppable momentum.
It's like the joke that the Britons often say: what is the difference between the French and God? The difference is that God does not consider himself a Frenchman, whereas a French man thinks he is God.
Elder also often ridiculed Alexandre Dumas, who was going to float up when he farted.
Arthur deliberately slowed his tone, slightly raised his chin forty-five degrees, and said, "Really? I don't think it's a secret, there should be at least three people in my acquaintance who know about it. β
"Three?" Hearing this, the perfumer became more and more humble: "Can you take the liberty of asking, which three people are you talking about?" Maybe they're long-term customers too. β
Arthur tugged at his collar and said angrily, "An old lame, a little fool and a big fat man." β
When the perfumer heard this, he pondered for a while, but after thinking for a long time, he only guessed one of the answers, and the perfumer cautiously asked: "Dare to ask you, the old lame man in your mouth ......"
Arthur pretended to be impatient and shook his hand: "Perrigor's." β
The perfumer was immediately in awe, and he exclaimed, "Sure enough, it is Monsieur Talleyrand!" β
"This gentleman!" Arthur raised his cane and feigned angry accusations, "Are you suggesting that I am insulting the wise and wise Monsieur Talleyrand as an old lame?" β
"Of course not." The perfumer waved his hand, and while he took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat, he explained: "Of course you have no such meaning, how dare I destroy your great friendship with Monsieur Talleyrand?" β
"You are the one who insulted Mr. Talleyrand?" Arthur snorted: "When I go to the embassy another day, I have to talk to him about it!" β
"Don't, don't!" The perfumer hurriedly dissuaded: "Sir, I have no disrespect for Monsieur Talleyrand. Truth be told, when I studied perfumery with Monsieur Rubin in Paris in my early years, I always admired Monsieur Talleyrand! β
Arthur Diao: "Really? You say you revere Mr. Talleyrand, is there any evidence? β
Seeing that Arthur didn't believe it, the perfumer hurriedly added: "Of course, of course I have proof!" I know Mr. Talleyrand's experience so well that I ask everyone about him every chance I get, dreaming of one day being able to be like Monsieur Talleyrand in the banquet salons of high society. You must have known that Monsieur Talleyrand was so obsessed with Madame StaΓ«l and Madame de Recamier that she could not find the north, and that the two noble and beautiful ladies were still jealous of him in the salon. β
Well? And a windfall?
Arthur pulled his throat and asked, "Is there anything else like this?" β
When the perfumer saw that he was interested, he smiled and told the story: "Of course, that was more than thirty years ago, when Monsieur Talleyrand was still young. He had gone to Madame Stele's salon, but he was caught by Madame Recamier at the banquet, and almost the whole party revolved around her.
Madame StaΓ«l was so angry that she asked Monsieur Talleyrand directly: 'If Madame Recamier and I both fall into the river, who will you save?' β
At that time, everyone thought that Monsieur Talleyrand must be in trouble today, after all, this problem has been bothering men for centuries, but Monsieur Talleyrand is undoubtedly groundbreaking on this issue. β
"What did he say?"
The perfumer smiled and replied: "Monsieur Talleyrand said: 'Madam, you are so great that you will surely swim!' This answer made everyone laugh, and look, look...... If I had half the ability to speak with Mr. Talleyrand, I would have become the royal perfumer long ago. β
When Arthur heard this, he took out a small notebook from his jacket pocket and wrote down two sentences.
The perfumer was stunned by his movements, and he wondered, "What are you doing here?" β
"Nothing." Arthur spoke, "I, like you, have always been interested in the interesting stories of Monsieur Talleyrand. But I don't have a good memory, so I always have to write it down. I'm going to tell the others about it at the next banquet. β
The perfumer didn't say much about it, but he was still interested in the other two people Arthur had just mentioned: "I don't know what you just said about the little fool and the big fat man are ......"
When Arthur heard this, he only raised his eyebrows and warned: "How can you insult an emperor and a world-class writer like this? β
The perfumer was stunned and said, "Wenhao, I don't know which one you are referring to, but isn't the emperor a dwarf?" β
Arthur was so confused by his off-line answer that he didn't know how to answer, and after a moment of silence, he picked up a bottle of perfume on the container and asked, "Do you have more arsenic in the perfume in your store?" β
"Arsenic? No, no, no, we don't add that thing to our perfumes, that's what we use in creams. β
After that, the perfumer didn't dare to snub this unknown guest anymore, he hurriedly invited him to the VIP area on the second floor: "I'm afraid the goods here won't get into your eyes, you better go to the second floor to have a look, the goods there are all the best." β
Arthur walked to the second floor, halfway down, and didn't forget to turn around and order, "Is Mr. Riddle here today?" I went to look for him on Jemmin Street, but the people there told me that he had moved here to work. I like the cologne he concocted. β
"Ahh You're looking for a riddle. The perfumer breathed a sigh of relief, and he replied with a smile on his face: "Then you can have some tea on the second floor first, he has a date this morning and will come here to work in the afternoon." β
Arthur nodded slightly, turned around and went up to the second floor.
He had barely popped out of his head on the second floor when he heard a familiar voice in his ears.
He followed the voice and looked at Disraeli, who was chatting with someone over tea in the tea lounge area on the second floor.
The smile on the face of the recently proud editor of "The British" was almost overflowing, and sitting across from him was a well-dressed man in a fuchsia Rudangort jacket that covered his calves, beige close-fitting trousers, and a dark black waistcoat with a simple shirt with a lapel.
Disraeli smiled and complimented: "Mr. Blummell, I really didn't expect to meet you here, I thought you, the royal dress consultant who led the menswear fashion in London, would only be seen in Savile Row and Benjamin Street." β
Brummel put down his coffee cup and smiled on the corner of his mouth: "If you are shopping for morning dresses, leather shoes and other things, it is definitely better to go to Savile Row and Jieming Street, but in terms of perfume, it is obviously more representative of Regent Street and Bond Street." β
Disraeli asked, "Really?" But I heard that the royal family's royal perfume is not Flores at 89 Jermyn Street? β
"Perfume is a matter of personal preference."
Brummel recalled: "It is true that the first King George IV preferred Flores, but our current Majesty Wilhelm still prefers to use French perfumes, and he is very fond of all kinds of fashion items originating from France. I privately suspect that this was influenced by his illegitimate ex-wife, actress Dorothy Jordan, who was not recognized by the Royal Marriage Act, after all, Mrs. Jordan's penchant for French style is well known. You may not know that our King even has to use French during his endless and boring after-dinner speeches. β
When Disraeli heard this, he couldn't help but grin: "Is Your Majesty's speech so bad?" β
Brummel pouted: "There are also those who like to listen to him, such as His Majesty's Royal Navy Attendants, they all say that listening to His Majesty's after-dinner speech always makes them feel younger." His Excellency Gambier, who had just been promoted to Marshal of the Royal Navy, also praised: 'After all these years, His Majesty's speech is still so vigorous, and every time His Majesty gives an after-dinner speech, he brings back the memories of when he served with His Majesty in North America, and the tone and expression are almost the same as when His Majesty the King walked up and down the deck and shouted at everyone to turn the rudder.' β
Secrets from the royal family always piqued the interest of the British, and Disraeli was no exception, and he smiled and asked, "Your Majesty's taste is not always so bad, is it?" β
Brummel joked: "If it were compared to his brother George IV, His Majesty's fashion taste would certainly be far inferior." However, if it is compared to what the parliament expects of him, then the performance of His Majesty the King is still far exceeded. His Majesty likes to drink a little wine and make an occasional speech to show off at most, but he is not very messy about political proposals, and he is able to accept the opinions and requests of his ministers, and govern the country as everyone expects. As far as I know, at least the Duke of Wellington and our Prime Minister, Earl Grey, are quite satisfied with His Majesty. β
Disraeli laughed and said, "Don't the people of London like him too?" He was much more popular than his predecessor, King George IV. Although in his early years, he was a wealthy son who spent a lot of money and owed a lot of debts, but since marrying Princess Adelaide from Saxony-Meiningen, he relied on Princess Adelaide's thrift to keep the family, his debts were quickly paid off, and now he has become king. When he was crowned before, didn't His Majesty still want to cancel the entire coronation ceremony and save some money for the country? The British public was cheering for him. β
Hearing this, Brummel took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Benjamin, don't mention this." The Lords of the House of Lords took great pains to persuade him to accept the coronation, but even so, the grand banquet at the end of the coronation was cancelled by his order, and the cost of the entire ceremony was directly reduced to one-tenth of the cost of the coronation of the previous king. Because of this, the hard-line conservative Excellencies of the Tories Party directly scolded and declared that they had to boycott this country with only a half-pulled crown. If it weren't for the Duke of Wellington, the Lords would probably start to shake their faces at the coronation. β
Disraeli asked, "So there's anything else going on?" But I saw that at the coronation that day, His Majesty was not very happy, the coffin of the former king was placed there, and before the funeral was over, he talked loudly to his friends. After his coronation, he boarded the parade carriage with his navy-red face, and stood happily on the carriage waving to the citizens of London who welcomed him. The public liked him so much that he felt like a sailor he could meet at the West Indies. β
When Brummel heard this, he hurriedly raised his hand and motioned to Disraeli to stop: "Enough, Benjamin, don't say it again, this is too much to affect the dignity of the royal family." But what you said is also reasonable, the current King has his own advantages, thrift, hobbies are not very expensive, at most is to drink some wine and brag. And since the coronation of the new king, His Majesty has appeared in public much more times than the previous king. The former kings preferred to live in luxury in Windsor Castle, while His Majesty William preferred to walk around the city and docks of London, just like Louis Philippe, who had just been crowned in France, and I heard that Louis Philippe liked to pass the time by the Seine in Paris with a small parasol. β
Disraeli also sighed: "It's not easy to say, how many years has Britain not had such a king who is liked by the people?" The general public liked him, the Royal Navy liked him, and the Duke of Wellington recognized him, so the Army liked him. In this way, I'm afraid that only those who can't see the half-pulled crown don't like him, right? β
Brummel took a sip of his coffee: "But it is a pity that all the Lords who do not see the half-drawn crown are sitting in the House of Lords, and His Majesty has complained to me more than once, and he thinks that the self-righteous men seem to have treated him as if he were air." β
Hearing this, Arthur walked up with a cane, and he greeted with a smile: "Benjamin." β
Disraeli saw Arthur and hurriedly got up with a smile and introduced, "Ah! Arthur. Come, Mr. Blummell, let me introduce you to Superintendent Arthur Hastings of the Metropolitan Police of Greater London, do you know Hastings Detective Books? That's his work too. β
This month's monthly pass is a bit fierce.,Seven thousand monthly tickets in a blink of an eye.,Then there's a plus tonight.,But it's estimated to get midnight or early morning.,Everyone get up tomorrow morning to see it.γ
(End of chapter)