Groom's Troubles Goblin's Melancholy

Someone once said that the styles of ladies' skirts are always changing with the pace of fashion, dazzlingly fast, and the only thing that can catch up is the rising prices in Leighton City.

The price of goods in Leighton City has been high all year round, and poor people mostly just look at the things in the shop windows.They are as self-sufficient as possible, and when they are not enough, they go to the small market at the gate of the city to purchase.Farmers in nearby towns will transport surplus vegetables and fruits to the market to sell, as well as handmade products and second-hand goods.

"What do you think of this?" Jelena asked John, picking up a slightly scuffed brass mirror from the grocery stand.

"..."

Compared with Elena's enthusiasm for groceries, John seems to have no thought at all.He was not good at communicating with people, and now he looked worried.

Originally, today was a rest day, and when there was no quarrel, he would spend the whole day hanging out with Sol.

Those cold green eyes looked at him playfully and enthusiastically from time to time, never indifferently.John began to regret that he had promised the maid to come to the market with Saul without making it clear.

Elena also found it very boring, and John didn't say a few words on the way to the city gate. She deeply suspected that she was exhausted that night to have the illusion that John was a good man.

"Why don't we go back." John finally expressed his thoughts honestly.

In fact, it was still early, but Elena nodded in agreement. "Well, at this hour, you can also take the cheap mail truck back."

The cars used by the post office to transport mail often have a lot of space left, so they also carry passengers.

"Since we're going to go, let's go to the post office and have a look before we go." Elena remembered that she didn't do much shopping in the town today, and felt a little reconciled.

John had no idea what to see at the post office, but he followed it anyway.

They walked to the nearest Tuta post office.Walking not far from the post office, I saw a carriage parked in front of the post office, with a bright red sign on it, it was a postal van delivering mail.

The messenger service that was once only used by the royal family can now be used freely by ordinary people. Even ordinary people like Elena can feel the changes in the world without knowing it.

"Maybe one day we will be able to live like nobles!" She joked cheerfully.

"Perhaps, but the lives of nobles are not as comfortable as they seem." John said seriously.

"You haven't been a job before, how do you know it's not comfortable?" Elena, who has been disappointed all the time today, curled her lips unhappily, "Don't tell me you don't want to live a noble life, otherwise why would you secretly wear the master's clothes and go out to play?" ?” She finally lowered her voice, but John still looked around in panic.

No one paid attention to the two of them on the road, but John was still in a cold sweat.He quickened his pace, hoping that Elena would leave as soon as she finished reading.

Tuta Post Office is one of the earliest postal processing offices authorized by the Queen and has a long history.

In front of the door is a simple and dignified Doric-style Roman column. On the iconic dark green door frame, you can see fine cracks in the wood paint, but it does not look dilapidated, but adds an approachable friendliness.

Probably due to the rest day, there was only one staff member on duty in the post office. When he heard the bell on the door, he raised his head and saw that there were two ordinary people entering the door. They didn't greet them warmly, but just nodded friendly.

The post office is not big, and after looking at the few envelopes for sale in the window, Elena stood by the wall and thought carefully about the meaning of the jargon written on the bulletin board hanging on the wall.

"Can you read, Elena?" John wondered.

Elena nodded, shook her head again, and explained: "My father taught me to read the Bible when I was young, but I still don't know many words."

After reading it for a long time, I really couldn't figure out what was written on it, so Elena gave up.She looked back at the set of dark brown walnut letter racks behind the counter, on which the letters waiting to be mailed were placed in a certain order.There are several packages waiting to be picked up that seem to have been neglected for many years on the top shelf, and there is also a beautiful landscape painting among them.

"As expected of the old post office, it's really elegant, even the office space is so uniquely decorated." Elena murmured softly.

"Hahaha, miss, this is not a painting, it's a letter. Since there was no envelope to fit it, I just mailed it like this." The post office clerk picked up the painting and turned it over for Elena to see.

Sure enough, I saw the address and recipient written on the back of the painting.

They all lamented that this was really an exquisite and special letter. At this time, the bell at the door rang again.

The post office clerk looked up and immediately his eyes lit up, and he quickly put down the painting in his hand and greeted him, "My lord!"

John turned his head when he heard the sound, only to see that it was none other than the Earl Sol whom he was thinking of.He suddenly panicked, tongue-tied and didn't know what to say.

The staff of the post office came forward to say hello, "Your Majesty's visit is really splendid! Why do you come to send the mail yourself?"

"Today is a rest day, and my secretary is also on vacation." Saul said succinctly.

Saul actually had to do the banking himself today, and he stopped by the post office to deliver the official letter and the reply to the invitation card.

"So that's how it is, we will definitely deliver it to you first!"

Saul nodded, dropped the letter and walked away expressionlessly.

"My lord didn't see us?" Elena, who didn't even have time to say hello, looked surprised, "Looking at the way his eyes are higher than his eyes, he's too arrogant! I expected him to give us a ride with kindness." Woolen cloth."

John's face was livid, and he wasn't sure whether Saul hadn't seen him, or was deliberately ignoring him.

But the post office is so small, and there are no other customers.He could not believe that the master had not seen him and Irene.The only explanation is to ignore them on purpose.

Sol has never been a snobbish eye to the people in the fief, but always takes care of those tenants who are in trouble.The arrogance just now must be because he was angry.

The more John thought about it, the more anxious he felt, the bitterness in his chest was boiling, he couldn't listen to what Elena said at all, and he didn't even know how he got on the postal carriage and returned home.

After arriving home, because he didn't send Elena home, John was talked about by his mother all night.

He didn't say a word, just lay down on the bed with his head sullen, but had no sleep all night.

The next day, John went to work without even eating breakfast.

Only by concentrating on taking care of the horse's work can I calm down a little.

"John!"

John, who was feeding the horses, was taken aback, and turned around to see the housekeeper frowning at him.

"Master is calling you. Go to the study and wait for him." John nodded and walked towards the house with a slow pace.

The butler looked at him, feeling puzzled. This honest groom didn't look like he would cause trouble, but the master kept calling him every day, and he didn't know what was going on.There was also the unknown maid, the butler shook his head, really not knowing what the nobleman was thinking.

When John arrived in the study and saw that Sol hadn't come, he fidgeted and paced left and right, looking at the thick and solemn wooden table, he couldn't help thinking that this was the place where he and Sol first joined together.

He was so distraught that he couldn't figure out how to face Sol, when Sol opened the door and walked in.

He didn't greet John, just sat down at the desk and flipped through the documents without saying a word.

The stiff atmosphere made John breathless, and he didn't even dare to look up Saul's eyes.

After a long time, he finally worked up the courage to look up, only to find that Sol was not looking at him at all.John also felt a little uncomfortable. Finally, he couldn't help but said: "Master, if there is nothing else, I will go out first."

"Didn't you say that I should be called by my name when I'm alone?" Sol put down the document in his hand, paused for a moment before looking up at him, "If you have a new love, you don't even bother to call your old lover's name?"

John's face darkened, and he asked hoarsely, "...what do you mean?"

"Why, aren't you going to confess to me?"

"I don't understand what needs to be confessed?"

"Ha, do you dare to say that you didn't have a private meeting with a woman behind my back?"

"I didn't!" John pleaded loudly, Saul's attitude was like interrogating a prisoner, and the word private meeting hurt him even more.

"I still said no, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"It was on the street, aboveboard, and I didn't do anything dirty! You should rest assured that I am not a gentleman, and I am not qualified to participate in the duke's messy banquets."

Sol panicked for a moment. He didn't expect that the matter of deliberately going to the Duke's party to make John jealous would be brought up at this time: "I said that was just to tease you! I didn't do anything with them."

Talking about the memory of that time, John felt a pain in his heart, and he made a fuss for a while, but in the end he was perfunctory by Sol with passionate sex.He recalled the grievances at that time again, and all the depression in his chest burst out.

"That's not fun at all. I'm done with your games. I'm going to promise Elena to go to town because she saw my outfit and I had to say yes so she wouldn't say it. It's because Putting on that suit that doesn't belong to me and acting like a clown!"

"It's you who agreed to a private meeting with other women without consulting me. Can you blame me?" Sol waved his hand vigorously to emphasize his position, but his tone had weakened.He had never seen John lose such a temper, and it seemed that there was a reason for him to meet the maid on the rest day, and his anger suddenly disappeared.

"Isn't the master wanting to see me wearing gentleman's clothes so much because I'm dissatisfied with my class? In this case, isn't it just what you want me to associate with people of the same class?" John expressed the resentment in his heart.

"Nonsense, I just want to see you in all kinds of ways! I didn't send you into the arms of women." If possible, he even wanted to see John put on a prostitute's revealing dress, but Saul felt that it was not right at this time. It's better to say.

He turned the topic to the direction he was anxious about: "But you, why don't you have any intention to get close to my class? Don't you plan to maintain a long-term relationship with me?

John was silent.

Although he was brazen in front of the Viscount at the banquet, it was just that he was unwilling to think about more realistic issues.

But now it seems that it is time to clarify.

John seemed to have exhausted all his strength to wipe out all his emotions, and said in a calm voice without any ups and downs: "My lord, it's impossible for you not to get married and not find an heir."

Sol stood up and said excitedly: "Why not, for your words, I can never get married, and even give up my property!"

But John didn't say anything when he heard it, he just bowed his head in silence.Saul couldn't help asking sharply: "Or can I not get your love if I don't have property?"

"Don't talk crazy, it's not my problem. There are still so many people in the territory counting on you..." John faltered.

"They're counting on a generous lord, not necessarily me!" Saul asked himself, but he didn't know how to persuade John, and he became more and more anxious: "You are planning to fight with that Let the maid get married!"

"Of course not. Don't be unreasonable anymore!" John also fell into chaos in a hurry.

Saul's statement was too fantastical, downright terrifying.John felt trembling just thinking of that possibility, and Saul actually thought of that step for him.

"Then it seems that there is only one way, isn't it?" Those green eyes flashed with determination.

The word "breakup" flashed through John's mind.

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