I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 461 Things change and people change

Chapter 461 Things change and people change
The next day, Xia Qingdai and her brother went to visit again with the newly bought fruits and a Chinese knot. However, this time, they were turned away. They pressed the doorbell for a long time but there was no response. They had no choice but to leave in disappointment.

But what they didn't know was that behind a window on the second floor of the castle, there was a pair of familiar eyes silently watching the two of them leave.

Xia Shanglu looked back with a sense of something, only to see the curtains of the castle fluttering in the wind.

"What's wrong, brother? What are you looking at?" Xia Qingdai asked Xia Shanglu who suddenly stopped in confusion.

"Nothing." Xia Shanglu shook his head, took out a newly bought orange from the bag and gave one to his sister, "One for me."

"Oh."

Compared to Xia Shanglu's disappointment, Xia Qingdai was fine, after all, she had seen what she wanted to see yesterday.

In the afternoon, the two flew to Hampshire to visit another castle that Xia Qingdai wanted to see.

Before seeing the castle in London, Xia Shanglu had no curiosity about Xia Qingdai's love for castles, but now he couldn't help but ask her why she chose these two.

Xia Qingdai naturally couldn't say that these were all her eighteenth-century houses, so she just perfunctorily said, "I saw recommendations on the Internet and I think these castles are beautiful."

"Really? France also has castles. Why did you come all the way to England? Is there really no other reason?"

"Then what is the reason you want me to tell you? Didn't you tell me to choose the tourist destination?"

Xia Shanglu didn't know what answer he wanted, so he stopped asking.

After getting off the plane, Xia Qingdai realized that Fucui Villa was much harder to find than the castle in London. After all, the castle in London had the landmark building of Buckingham Palace as a guide, but Fucui Villa was not that famous.

Two hundred and thirty years can change a lot of things. The town of Ifra is no longer what it used to be. It may be an exaggeration to say that the world has changed dramatically, but it is absolutely true that "things are different and people have changed".

Fortunately, Hampshire is still Hampshire, and Yivra is still Yivra. Although the Xia brothers and sisters went to the hotel to check in first, they saw that it was still early, so they opened the map on their mobile phone and took the subway and taxi to find the place.

All I saw along the way were tall buildings, but the mountain was still the same mountain, and the lake was still the same lake. I finally arrived at the same small town as before.

However, the originally narrow streets in the town of Ivra have long been widened, and the low houses on both sides have been transformed into tall buildings.

In the past, Ivra was just a small town with a sparse population, but now, looking around, it has become a prosperous city, and there is no trace of the countryside.

"Sister, didn't you say that this is a British countryside? It doesn't look like it. Are we in the wrong place?" Xia Shanglu raised his eyebrows as he looked at the noisy streets. "Your guide is not good."

"It shouldn't be wrong. Let's go and take a look."

Xia Qingdai took her brother and walked along the map, stopping and starting, and asked several passers-by who looked like local natives in standard London English. As a result, they gave four directions: east, south, west and north, which looked unreliable at first glance.

"How can these British guys just say such things without thinking?" Xia Qingdai was really dumbfounded.

Xia Shanglu laughed and said, "I saw a video online before complaining about foreigners' love of giving directions. It seems to be true." Just as he finished speaking, someone came to ask them for directions.

After apologizing to the other party, the Xia family siblings looked at each other and smiled silently. It is said that in Europe, people like to ask Oriental faces for help the most. It seems to be true. Oriental people don't know, but at least they won't give you blind directions.

"Let's just follow the map." Xia Qingdai decided to trust the map. Although the map was full of English labels and did not overlap with the names of the manors in the 18th century, it was better than asking passers-by for directions.

Fortunately, hard work pays off, and Xia Qingdai finally found the forest that she had photographed from Mr. Anderson based on her feeling.

More than two hundred years have passed, and the forest is still a forest. It has not been transformed into a high-rise building. It seems to have become an urban oxygen bar.

"Yes, it's here. There should be an ancient castle further ahead. Let's go and take a look." Xia Qingdai breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"Okay, you lead the way." Xia Shanglu had no purpose, he just followed his sister. Their step count this afternoon almost exceeded 2.

Passing through the forest, the chimney of the ancient castle was vaguely visible. Xia Qingdai pointed happily ahead: "Brother, look, we are here, the ancient castle is in front!"

Xia Shanglu looked in the direction of her finger and saw the ancient castle among the mountains. Suddenly, he thought of a question: "Is the castle open to the public? I have come all the way here, so I can get in, right?"

"I don't know. You'll know when you go up and ask."

Xia Shanglu glanced at his sister and said, "You have planned this trip very well."

"Hehe!" Xia Qingdai smiled mischievously without making any excuses.

Fucui Villa is no longer what it used to be. The pastures, farmlands, orchards, and oak forests have all disappeared, leaving only a bare castle.

The two men walked forward. The iron gate of the castle's front yard was wide open and there was no guard guarding it, so they walked straight in.

As I walked through the garden, I finally met an old white man who was loosening the soil.

"Who are you? Tourists? International students? Are you here to visit the castle?"

"Yes, we are tourists from China. We have come here to visit. May we go into the castle and take a look?" Xia Qingdai asked.

"I'm very sorry that I can't meet your request. The owner of the castle has gone to London during this period, and the butler is not here either. Without their authorization, I can't take you into the house for a tour." The white man shrugged and spread his hands at the two of them regretfully.

"Oh, that's such a pity. Then may I take the liberty to ask for some information about the owner of the castle? I heard that this was once the territory of the Owen family, right?" Before coming here, Xia Qingdai had prepared herself for not being able to get in. She was not too sad about being rejected at this moment and started chatting directly with this man who looked like a farmer.

"Oh, yes. What a surprise! Do you also know our Owen family?" The white man laughed. "I'm the gardener here. Although I can't open the gate of the castle for you, if you like, you can enjoy the gardens in front and behind the castle."

"Okay, thank you." Xia Qingdai thanked the other party and asked, "Is this the only castle left around here? I read historical materials before coming here. There were several manors here in the 18th century. There was also one on the other side of East Lake, right?"

"Maybe, I'm not sure. But now there is only this castle left." He showed a proud expression when he said this, "You know that not all descendants are able to keep the family business."


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