King's Landing in France

Chapter 12 As a decent man in Paris, naturally there should be a maid

The butler led An Ning to the empty building on the side of the Royal Palace.

"This was originally the residence of the servants of the Royal Palace. Recently, because the Duke has reduced the number of servants, it has been left unused." The housekeeper introduced to An Ning, "The bedding is all new, and there is a bathtub in the room, but we need you You have to fetch water from the first floor to take a shower.”

An Ning nodded: "Understood, I can take care of myself."

"There are also clothes. We have already provided a set of change clothes to put on your bed. You can change it yourself after you wash up. But you still have to figure out what to do with your clothes in the future. After all, the clothes in the Duke's Mansion may not be suitable for you. size."

An Ning: "Okay, I will go to the street to buy some suitable clothes for myself."

The butler bowed slightly: "Then I will take my leave first. A maid will come to clean your room every day. Please tell the maid if you need anything."

An Ning suddenly became excited: a real maid!

But after thinking about it, this kind of maid is usually an aunt, and it is unlikely that there will be a young and beautiful blue-haired maid in anime.

The butler left soon after taking his leave, leaving An Ning alone in the room.

He came to the window and opened it forcefully.

Outside the window is the street that surrounds the Royal Palace. The street is full of traffic and everyone is in a hurry.

Children with satchels shouted loudly on the street: "Come and see! The Affair Collection of Her Highness the Queen! The latest volume! You can take it home for only three sous!"

An Ning was taken aback. Didn't he expect that someone would sell the queen's little yellow book on the street? Has the imperial power been so majestic in this era?

He leaned out of the window and looked over at the children selling, only to see many children dressed in the same clothes coming out of the building next door with large satchels on their backs.

He took a closer look at the signboard of the building next door: Green Emerald Printing Bureau.

Well, it turned out to be the Queen's Affair that was printed here!So the spread of this thing is driven by the Duke of Orleans behind the scenes?

While An Ning was observing, several people had bought brochures from the peddlers, and the yellow copper coins were happily put into the pockets of the children.

At this moment, the child saw An Ning poking his head out on the second floor, and shouted to him, "Sir! Are you interested in the queen's affair?"

An Ning touched her pocket, took out three copper coins and threw them down.

"Thank you for your patronage!" The child jumped lightly and threw the booklet rolled into a stick up to the second floor.

An Ning picked up the booklet, opened it and quickly browsed through it, and found that compared with the little Huang Wen of later generations, this book was too clear.

——If you need money, you can write pamphlets to the Duke to discredit the royal family!
But right now, An Ning doesn't need much money. He still has 550 kroner as a mission reward waiting to be claimed.

An Ning threw the queen's little yellow notebook casually, turned around and went to the first floor to fetch water for herself.

Ten minutes later, An Ning drank the warm water in the bathtub, then took off her clothes happily and lay down in it.

The exhaustion of this journey was suddenly aroused, he leaned against the edge of the bathtub, and almost closed his eyes and fell asleep.

An hour later, An Ning finally got out of the tub after taking a bath, wiped off a little, and started to dress.

At this moment, there was a loud noise on the road outside, and people exclaimed.

An Ning ignored the half of the clothes, and hurried to the window to look outside.

It turned out that some cargo had fallen from a wine wagon.

On the ground was a shattered wine barrel, and the wine in the barrel was scattered all over the ground.

Pedestrians who smelled the wine swarmed up and drank from the ground desperately.

The groom who drove the carriage roared: "Stop! This is the viscount's wine! Go away!"

The groom shouted and raised his whip, and beat the snatchers desperately, which only aroused more violent resistance, and people rushed into the wagon, throwing more wine barrels off the wagon.

Groom: "Stop it! Lord Viscount will hang you bastards!"

As a result, a strong man snatched the whip from the groom's hand, grabbed the groom's collar with his thick arms and lifted him up: "This is Paris! It's not even the turn of a viscount to be domineering!"

An Ning looked at this strong man carefully. He didn't wear noble chaps, but a pair of patched black trousers. His upper body was a dirty linen shirt.

An Ning guessed that he should be a worker in a nearby handicraft factory, an ordinary Parisian freeman.

Later generations will use "san-culottes" to call them.

The sans-culottes threw the coachman out of the cart, and the townspeople swarmed up and snatched all the viscount's wine, pushed the barrel off the cart and smashed it to pieces, and then gulped the wine inside.

An Ning was on the second floor, watching all this happen.

The Royal Palace should also be considered the core area of ​​Paris, and this kind of thing happened.

At this moment, the Paris police appeared whistling.

The sans-culottes who snatched wine and wine scattered all at once, leaving only a mess of carriages and smashed wine barrels.

The police just blew their whistles to disperse the crowd and didn't take the time to arrest people.

The groom had already had most of his clothes stripped off. He stood up and yelled at the police: "I demand their arrest! This is the viscount's wine!"

The leading policeman patted the groom on the shoulder: "Say to your master, welcome to Paris."

An Ning curled her lips and muttered, "Welcome to Paris..."

It seems that in this era, the law and order in Paris is not good.

Thinking of this, An Ning put on the replacement clothes provided by the Duke.

There was a bronze mirror in his room, and An Ning went to the bronze mirror to look carefully at himself in the mirror.

— and a white wig is missing.

The Duke did not provide a wig, probably because the Duke's servants felt that a cobbler's son would not need a wig, such an aristocratic thing.

An Ning could only simply comb her hair and tie it into a small braid.

In this era, Europeans all wore braids, which was exactly the same as in the Qing Dynasty.

After getting dressed, An Ning decided to go out to collect her mission rewards—a total of 550 crowns!
As he opened the door to go downstairs, he almost ran into a maid head-on.

The moment she saw the maid, An Ning froze for a moment.

He always thought that the maid who came to take care of him must be that kind of aunt, but he didn't expect the Duke to send a girl who looked like a teenager!
The girl had brownish-blonde hair, most of which was covered by a French maid's puff cap.

There are slight freckles on the girl's ruddy face, but this does not prevent her from being a beauty.

Seeing An Ning, the maid saluted respectfully: "Mr. Frost, the housekeeper arranged for me to take care of your daily life. If you need anything in the future, please tell me directly."

An Ning: "Uh... they actually sent such a young maid..."

The girl frowned: "Why, do you think I'm young and afraid that I won't be able to serve you well?"

——No, no, I'm afraid you're serving too well, okay?
An Ning: "No, no, I definitely didn't mean that. It's good to be young, it's good to be young."

The girl asked with a straight face, "Are you going out?"

An Ning nodded: "Yes, I am going to go out."

"Come back tonight?"

"Come back of course!"

"Then I will make your bed and leave the door open for your return. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

An Ning: "Wait a minute! What should I call you?"

"Usually you can just call me maid or 'hello'."

—Is this some kind of humor?

An Ning: "This is not good, my name is Andy Frost, please tell me your name, Miss, so I can call you conveniently."

"Fanny, Fanny Gray."

An Ning: "Annie? Your name is very popular..."

"Fanny! Can't you pronounce the VA sound?"

"Of course, of course I will. Fanny, I remember." An Ning paused, and in order to quickly get over the embarrassment, he continued to ask, "Fanny, I have a question, where is there a bank nearby?"

"A bank? Do you want to exchange coins or deposit and withdraw money? If you just want to exchange krona silver coins on your body for sou, just go to the bridge and find a Jewish merchant."

An Ning thought for a while, and replied, "I'll go to the bank where the money was deposited and withdrawn first, and then go to the Jewish merchant to exchange coins."

Fanny: "Then... maybe I can't tell you clearly as a person who just came to Paris. I will report to the head maid, and then I will show you the way."

An Ning frowned slightly—why did it feel like a countryman was despised by Parisians just now?

After the maid pulled up her skirt to salute, she turned around and went to ask the head maid for instructions, and An Ning was left where she was.

That's right, his master is the Duke, and he is just a guest living in the Duke's house, so there is no need for him to be too polite to him.

An Ning curled her lips, and suddenly thought, when the Great Revolution broke out and she made a name for herself, she wondered if the maid's attitude would change.

——Just wait and see, when I show a wave of future people's skills of sitting on the fence and become a great nobleman of the revolution.

While An Ning was thinking wildly, Fanny came back: "Let's go, Mr. Frost. The head maid asked me to take you to buy some clothes that fit you in addition to taking you to the bank. Are you... rich? "

An Ning really wanted to find a time to answer that she had no money, and see how the maid behaved.

But before he could speak, the maid continued: "Forget it, the head maid will send someone to notify the tailor that serves the Duke's house. After all, you are the lady's benefactor."

It seems that the clothes thing has also been resolved.

"Are you going to walk, or take a cab?" Fanny asked again.

An Ning: "Is it very far?"

"A bit."

"Then take the public carriage."

"Then you wait here a moment, I'll rent a carriage." Fanny curtseyed before turning around and leaving.

(End of this chapter)