I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 181 Invitation from the Royal Palace
Xia Qingdai opened the bedroom door, and a soothing piano sound came from the music room next to her.

Needless to say, the one who can play such a beautiful melody must be Irving.

In this era when nobles are all night owls and most like to sleep in, Owen, as a country squire with nothing to do, wakes up earlier than chicken every day. No wonder he is only nineteen years old and has already experienced so much in life. He really has not wasted his time.

Xia Qingdai felt that her upper-class status limited Owen's musical attainments.

Otherwise, with his ability to play the piano, he would have left a name in the history of music.

Leaning against the door of the music room, quietly watching Owen playing the piano, and listening to the sound of the piano that penetrated her soul, Xia Qingdai's mind came to the talented musician she was going to visit today.

Even someone as powerful as Mozart cannot live a comfortable life relying on his own talent. Except for a very small number of geniuses, most people seem to have their destiny decided upon from birth.

In this day and age, there is no group of people willing to pay for an artist’s talent. The nobles who had the ability to praise Mozart had little respect for musicians.

There may not be much difference between playing the piano and playing cotton in the eyes of the nobles. They both serve them.

Today's artists, from painters to musicians, all rely on nobles for survival, just like the swing painting Xia Qingdai bought.

The most representative painter of that era, most of his paintings were not elegant, just to cater to the preferences of noble ladies.

And someone like Owen, who is a member of the upper class himself, naturally disdains relying on the sound of the piano to please anyone.

His music was played only for himself, and most of the time Xia Qingdai heard his music was in the morning when everyone was still asleep.

Even at private dances, Owen rarely sat in front of the piano. In the social arena, those who need to decorate themselves with the sound of the piano are ladies who cannot go out to work and can only rely on marriage to maintain a decent life.

Compared to other gentlemen, Owen seemed very taciturn. He is neither keen on dancing nor addicted to playing cards, and often just acts as a bystander.

Even so, he never seemed out of place. Because his piano sound, dancing skills and card skills are all top-notch, he is the best among a group of people, and he has a strong sense of presence when playing.

Thinking of this, Xia Qingdai couldn't help but smile like an aunt.

He, the chosen villain, is indeed outstanding. When she was a child, she didn't have the various dolls that her classmates had. But when she grows up, she can raise such an outstanding little person. It makes her happy to think about it!
Perhaps noticing Xia Qingdai's smiling gaze, Owen stopped playing the piano and turned his head to look over.

In the soft morning light, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in mist, and he was so handsome that he looked smoky.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

The two looked at each other, Owen stood up and bowed politely, and Xia Qingdai responded with a standard curtsy.

She is now a well-mannered lady and looks very presentable.

After the ceremony, Xia Qingdai walked up to Owen and touched the keys with a smile: "I'll play a song too. If I play something wrong, please correct me."

Owen smiled lightly: "Okay."

He gave up his seat, but Xia Qingdai patted the empty seat on the piano bench and said nonchalantly: "Just sit next to me. It doesn't matter. It's very empty."

This long piano bench is more than enough for two people.

"Okay." Owen sat down calmly, his snow-white face seemed to be a little red, but his expression was still very calm and nothing unusual.

The two spent at least an hour playing the piano and talking about music together in the music room. It wasn't until Gerald walked to the door of the music room that the silence between the two was interrupted.

"Mr. Owen, cousin, an invitation letter has been sent from the palace."

"Invitation, palace?" Xia Qingdai reached out, took the perfumed invitation handed over by Gerald, opened it and took a look. It was an invitation to a picnic in the afternoon, from one of the princesses of the present King George III.

Xia Qingdai asked Owen: "Do you know this signed Princess Charlotte?"

Owen said calmly: "I've heard about it, but I haven't had the pleasure to meet him."

Seeing that Xia Qingdai seemed completely confused, Owen continued to explain: "Princess Charlotte is His Majesty's eldest daughter. She is twenty-five this year. It is said that she is very dignified and virtuous."

"Oh, let's get to know each other in the afternoon." Xia Qingdai smelled the faint perfume on the invitation, as if she could imagine the beautiful appearance of the princess who wrote the invitation.

Xia Qingdai was a little surprised at this invitation, but not surprised at all.

After all, her Lotus Tower carriage is truly top-notch in terms of attention-grabbing, so it's not surprising that she was noticed by the royal family.

After collecting the invitation, Xia Qingdai smiled at Owen and said, "After playing for so long, are you hungry? Come on, let's go down and get something to eat."

Xia Qingdai is very interested in cooking delicious food.

Especially in the 18th century, no matter how much she ate, she still wouldn’t gain weight. She still didn’t want to eat freely!

Owen smiled slightly: "Okay."

As a result, as soon as the two of them walked down the stairs, they saw a strange young lady with steam all over her body coming to the door.

Xia Qingdai was more curious as to who came to the door early in the morning.

When I walked up to him and asked, I found out that it was Connie's former tutor in London.

This is meeting a brave female job seeker from the 18th century!

This time when they arrived in London, the tutor Owen hired for Connie did not come with him.

Speaking of which, it's not that the tutor doesn't want to come. Unfortunately, before going out, her mother fell ill and she needed to go home to take care of her.

In this era, getting sick depends on your own constitution and resistance. It is difficult to rely on a doctor.

Ancient Western medicine is not the same as modern medicine. Ancient Western medicine generally consists of bloodletting, enema, and inducing vomiting, which is much worse than traditional Chinese medicine.

Therefore, whenever you are sick, you cannot take it lightly.

After all, she studied with a tutor for a period of time. Before she left Fucui Villa, Xia Qingdai gave her some universal probiotics and isatis root granules.

Neither of these will go terribly wrong and may not cure the disease, but they can improve the flora in the body, clear away heat, detoxify and fight inflammation.

In short, it will not be less effective than the herbal medicines prescribed by doctors in this era.

Although Connie would most likely not follow them back to Fortress, Owen did not fire the tutor and instead gave her a paid leave.

When Xia Qingdai returns, she will continue to have classes with her.

Unlike the generosity of the Fortress, Lawyer Henry will naturally not pay the tutor a paid leave.

During the time that Connie was away from London, the London governess had no source of income - because she had found no new patrons.

That's why she was so shameless that she took the initiative to come to her door the day after she heard that Connie was back in town.