The Sin of Ludwigs

Caroline barged in rather rudely.

When she walked into the living room surrounded by a group of maids and low-ranking female servants, I just woke up and was sitting on the bed with the quilt in a daze, and then they came in without notice—usually, this It's how the superior treats the inferior.

If Beatrix is ​​the graceful and luxurious beauty, Caroline is the kind of glamorous and flamboyant. Even when she first walked in, the first thing people noticed was not her The arrogant gesture of fanning, but the diamond necklace around her neck that shone brightly in the dimly lit room and the jewelry bracelet on her hand studded with rubies, emeralds and diamonds—two of Caroline’s Each had five bracelets on each hand, and if they were sold, I believe the proceeds would be more than enough to buy a small well-run plantation.

"Miss Ludwigs Franchemon Edmund," Caroline announced haughtily after breaking into my living room, looking at me condescendingly, "by the count's orders , From today until you return to Frigou Manor, I will be your etiquette teacher during this period."

After she finished speaking, a servant beside her stood up and repeated her words quite loudly: "According to the order of the Earl, from today until we return to Frigu Manor, during the period , Miss Caroline de Dutiere will be Miss Ludwigs Franchemon Edmond's etiquette teacher!"

I sighed silently, and estimated that this point is the end time of the dinner. I guess Earl Ian came up with such a whim while eating dinner.

And I haven't eaten anything since I ate some toast in the morning!

"My teacher was Mr. Aldolphe de Charre in Paris. His achievements in etiquette teaching are well-known all over the world. I don't think I need another etiquette teacher."

"The earl's orders are not allowed to be disobeyed, Miss Edmund, you just need to obey. Now, get off your bed and tidy up your clothes!"

After Caroline finished speaking, the male servant repeated loudly again: "The Earl's orders are not allowed to be disobeyed, Miss Edmund, you just need to obey!"

I was stunned for a moment, and it was Mary who pulled me off the bed, said "Miss Edmund, please let me fix your clothes" and pushed me to the dressing room.

When Mary put on my belt, I lowered my voice and asked her: "I don't remember any French family with the surname de Dutiere. Is she a descendant of nobility?"

Mary curled her lips: "That's what she said herself. It is said that her name didn't have the word 'de' in the first place, and it was added when she came to the earl."

I sighed: "Then her demeanor is quite 'virtuous'."

The word "Germany" between the first name and the last name has always been a symbol of the French nobility, but in recent years I have also heard that some French bourgeois class who were lucky to obtain huge wealth due to the changes of the times dare to openly declare that they are not on the stage The lineage comes from a certain nobleman, so the word "virtue" that only nobles could have in the past is added to their surname.Ludwigsburg also has this kind of phenomenon. If a person who does not have a real noble blood and claims his own title of nobility, if he does not have strong financial resources, he will usually be regarded by the real nobles as an unstable factor in the circle. to repel.

And after he finished speaking, he had to ask his servants to repeat it again to show his authority. This behavior is also a typical French aristocratic style, and only high-ranking nobles will do this.I've only ever seen two people do it in Ludwigsburg - one is the Grand Duke of Württemberg and the other is the high-ranking Bishop Richelieu, the former because of the authority of the supreme ruler of the Grand Duchy of Württemberg As a result, the latter is because his old man's ears are actually not very good.

So, to encounter this kind of style again in such a place far away from Europa, and it comes from a person who is not aristocratic, it is really ridiculous-ironian!

"Miss Caroline has always been like this. She likes to bluff people with the Earl's orders. She has always been displeased with Miss Beatrix." Mary gritted her teeth, as if she was quite aggrieved by certain things, " Just because our lady is more talkative in front of the Earl, hmph, let's talk about it if she has the ability to take care of her group of people!"

"It's good to know this kind of thing in your heart, don't say it."

I warned Mary in a low voice.

"I know!"

Just at this moment, someone knocked on the door: "Miss Edmund, have you changed yet? Please come out quickly!"

"Wait a minute!" Mary called out.

Now that I knew that it was Beatrix's enemy who came, and that the visitor was not kind, I simply let go of all my tweaks, and walked out with the attitude that a lady should have.

Anyway, as Beatrix said, just treat this as a long-term costume party. Since the Earl doesn't consider whether I want to or not, then I don't need to consider whether they will be rejected by me. I realized that as for the dignity of the so-called nobility and a man - many times, certain things are like waste paper, and they must be thrown away when they should be thrown away, especially when life and death are at stake. This principle does not only apply to the noble circle.

In just a short while, Caroline's people had already changed the living room. She sat proudly on the couch, and a group of people surrounded her like butterflies and bees surrounded by flowers.

Caroline looked at me critically from head to toe: "Oh my god, your manners are really terrible, the way you walked in just now is like a wild girl from some country! How can you show such a bad manner? Can appear in front of the Earl!"

Before I could refute, another female servant next to me spoke up: "I can't blame her, I'm afraid she doesn't even know how much she looks like a duck walking! Look at her skirt, it's even wrinkled into a ball of straw It's outrageous!"

The women laughed together as if they had heard a funny joke.

I looked down at myself, and I didn't think there was anything wrong. Mary had just smoothed out the wrinkles in the fabric for me, and it didn't look like straws—unless my definition of "wrinkle" was right with them." The definition of "wrinkle" is not the same.

"Your Earl's decision is very wise. You really need someone who understands etiquette to teach you well."

Caroline snapped away the Spanish fan in her hand, and came to such a conclusion.

"So can you give me time to finish dinner first, and then come to listen to your discourse?"

After hearing my words, Caroline raised her eyebrows in surprise. Her eyebrows were drawn thin and long. Under the candlelight, she showed a kind of arrogant irony that can only be understood but cannot be expressed. .

I often see this kind of ridicule when dealing with some nobles. Many times, an expression, a look, or even a tone of voice can easily express the contempt, disdain, etc. emotions they want to express, not only without using words Express, and even perfectly express their true thoughts while speaking quite nice words.

To put it bluntly, based on my personal experience, the more high-ranking aristocrats, generally speaking, the more gentle and humble. In the words of Viscountess Edmund, "I can't wait to put my family crest on my forehead, and tell its history three times when I meet someone."

"Look what I heard? Dinner?"

With an extremely exaggerated aria, she asked the female companion beside her: "Did I hear you right? Did she really say that?"

The maid beside her giggled coquettishly.

"It's the first time I've heard someone ask for dinner by themselves!"

"Any lady knows that if you want to maintain a perfect body, you must never indulge your gluttonous nature." Caroline reprimanded me in a condescending tone, "Even the teachings tell us to control our diet. It appears that you have practically no idea of ​​the character and education of a lady."

Well, it looks like my dinner is gone, I'm grinding my teeth.

"So a lady shouldn't eat at a dinner party at all. Perhaps I'm too slow to find such a perfectly temperate lady."

"Obedience is the most basic virtue, Miss Edmund!" Caroline stood up, "You don't even have the most basic manners, and I will correct your mistakes one by one. Now, starting from the learning of walking manners, you even You don’t even know the basic etiquette when walking!”

"I don't think there's anything wrong with my manners..."

Caroline tapped her fan on the palm of her hand. Immediately, two tall and strong maids stood out from the group behind her. Each of them was at least two times as wide as me. Mama Gigigne for a group of children.

"Learning to be obedient is your first priority, don't make me repeat it a second time, Miss Edmund." Caroline said proudly, "Start your training now, remember, all you need to do is to obey and obey. "

I really wanted to refute, but looking at the two maids who were only close to writing the word "unkind" on their faces, I still swallowed what I wanted to say.

Holy Virgin Mary, I never thought that after becoming an adult and inheriting the title, I would have to be taught etiquette one day!Even my real tutor of etiquette, Mr. Charles, has a reputation for being strict, and he is not so troublesome!

Caroline's so-called teaching can be called nitpicking, and the more time goes by, the harsher her judgment becomes.

"You can't look directly at the person opposite! Show the obedience that a lady should have!"

"The eyes are wrong."

"Help her hold this position and practice for 10 minutes."

"The stride is too big, each stride must not exceed six inches!"

"I have never seen such a stupid person."

After more than two hours of "practice", Caroline knocked on her fan impatiently and contemptuously made this conclusion.

I didn't want to quarrel with her because of repeated practice again and again, and I suddenly became angry. If I didn't consider the two maids who "assisted" me, I'm afraid I could really quarrel with her.

It wasn’t until the servant’s message came from the door that I finally understood why Caroline disliked me more and more—“training” me was not her goal at all, someone who gave the order to “train” was hers target, and since he hasn't come to see her "results" for so long, Miss Caroline thought she had done nothing.

"Lord Earl, Lord Baron Robert, Lord Baron Fred to—"

With just such a briefing, I was fortunate enough to witness an excellent change of face.

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Skipping dinner is a bad habit, good kids don't learn it

I'm different, I overeat dinner (not to mention good boys)

Thanks to the little cute fairy shadow for sending me the fish food ~pen refill~