I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 188 Everyone has their own concerns
Count Walstein naturally played a role that cannot be ignored for Mozart and Beethoven to come to the UK.

This diplomat who loves music and plays the piano very well has not been doing his job for nearly half a year.

If it weren't for Xia Qingdai's coming to London and Mozart's sudden illness, he would have left the UK and headed to the Bonn court in Germany where he had a diplomatic mission.

Count Walstein did not come to today's picnic, but the ball was in time.

When he entered the ballroom, the first dance had already begun. There were too many people, and he didn't see Xia Qingdai immediately.

After a while, he saw Xia Qingdai, who was concentrating on the music at the edge of the banquet hall.

Earl Walstein silently stepped forward and walked not far behind Xia Qingdai. He did not step forward to salute until the end of a symphony.

"Good evening, Miss Xia, nice to see you again."

Xia Qingdai turned around and curtsied in reply: "Good evening, Earl. Have you come to Buckingham Palace too? I didn't see you at the picnic."

Count Walstein replied: "I came here during the ball."

Xia Qingdai nodded: "Oh."

After a pause, Count Walls added: "Mr. Mozart has recovered a lot after drinking the medicine you sent. The medical skills of the East are so amazing."

After hearing the news, Xia Qingdai said she was very happy: "That's great. I will go to the house to check on Mr. Mozart's condition in two days."

"Thank you for your trouble."

While the two were chatting, Owen was being pulled into a conversation by friends he had just met at today's picnic party.

He frequently looked in the direction of Xia Qingdai, feeling unable to escape and come over. Seeing that Earl Walstein had been talking and laughing with Xia Qingdai, his expression became even more indifferent.

Because of the diamond auction, the Earl of Grosvenor's house, the cool off-road vehicle and the Lotus House, Owen, like Xia Qingdai, was warmly welcomed in the social circle.

Since Xia Qingdai's identity was fake, Owen took care of many things. Naturally, more people investigated and noticed him.

Everyone knows that he not only owns a villa in the countryside, but also invested in an ocean-going fleet, and even invested in several factories in London.

I heard that there are textile factories that are the most profitable now, and light industrial machinery manufacturing factories that are not very profitable but have huge investments.

For such a handsome gentleman with money, house, land and land, he is naturally very popular in society.

If the old and declining nobles want to maintain their dignity, they need to marry into the wealthy landowning class or even big businessmen.

If Owen's wealth in London could continue to grow and he could marry the daughter of a nobleman, he might have the chance to be awarded a knighthood by the king and promoted to the nobility.

The marriage between a wealthy landowner and a nobleman is a powerful alliance that can push the family to a new level.

From the end of the eighteenth century to the entire nineteenth century, the upper classes in Britain and the United States were pursuing such a win-win marriage.

In England in the 18th century, the interests of the aristocracy and other classes were intertwined, and marriages were common, which was relatively rare in the entire continent.

If an aristocratic woman marries a foreign aristocrat and it is discovered that her ancestors had a disgraceful status such as a banker, she will be despised and ostracized by the local established aristocrats.

Continental aristocrats despised the British aristocracy for being too open and allowing other classes to join in too easily. But in fact, the number of nobles in Europe is much larger than that in Britain, and they are all produced wholesale. Just because Britain defaulted to primogeniture, once the other sons came of age, they had to leave the castle and go out to make a living, becoming priests or officers or something.

Not only did the younger sons not get much property, their status was just that of civilians.

In the UK, getting a title of nobility is not an easy thing. Throughout the eighteenth century, there were no more than 1,003 people in Britain holding titles of nobility.

It was not until the 20th century, when Lloyd George, who was born as a commoner, became prime minister, that he began to sell his officials and titles for resources and money.

For most people in upper class society, pursuing a hereditary title of nobility is a lifelong goal.

But for Owen, the title of nobility is not a big deal.

People who have participated in wars and fought against nature on the sea have experienced the great horror between life and death, and they all take it lightly.

Therefore, he did not feel flattered by the aristocratic girl's favor, and even coldly rejected an enthusiastic gentleman's invitation to dance.

The dance partner whom he rejected in a low voice was the daughter of a grand duke and a branch of the royal family. She had always been arrogant and quite contented.

She happened to overhear the conversation between Owen and his friends, and gave Owen a hard roll of her eyes, feeling very dissatisfied.

Think of her, Helena Wayne, as the daughter of a grand duke, has a distinguished status, second only to the princess, while Owen is just a country squire with two filthy riches. Even if he came to ask her to dance, she would still be reserved and not necessarily agree.

But now, he actually said that he had no intention of dancing with a strange girl.

Listen, is this what a gentleman should say at a ball? Absolutely rude and completely ungentlemanly.

Helena had already made many crosses for Owen in her heart, but maybe it was because the less he cared about him, the more she aroused her desire to conquer.

Watching men compete for her and be jealous of her in social circles is her joy in life.

Helena, a seventeen-year-old girl, is impulsive and vain, and her dignity is more important than love. If anything was detrimental to her dignity, she would be eager to step forward and scratch it.

Of course, Owen didn't know that he had offended a noble lady unintentionally. Today was not his home court, and he didn't want to do any of the dances that were just for fun.

Looking at Xia Qingdai on the other side, she and Count Walstein walked onto the dance floor again and started dancing a new dance. Owen's handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the hand holding the goblet was unknowingly so hard that his joints turned white.

"I know who you are looking at?" the young son of a certain baron who was next to Owen smiled.

Owen lowered his eyes: "What are you talking about?"

The Baron's youngest son raised his glass in the direction of Xia Qingdai and said, "Your cousin is very popular. Hey, they are leaving the banquet hall after dancing."

Owen suddenly looked up and saw Xia Qingdai following Count Walstein, walking towards the unknown depths of darkness.

He immediately raised his steps to follow, and the Baron's youngest son, who had been hanging around him tonight, quickly followed suit.

It's fun to watch, maybe we can see a duel today.

As a young son with little property to inherit, he urgently needs to make some rich friends and find a rich lady to marry. Owen and Xia Qingdai are among the people he likes.

However, he prefers watching the fun than making friends, and he doesn't take it too seriously.