Crossing the Continent in the Eighteenth Century

() After dinner, the sun hanging over Constantinople reluctantly set, and the moment we walked out of the restaurant, the entire Constantinople was bathed in a halo.Walking back to the Thalia Theater again, my family's attendants were already waiting there early.I handed them the extra tickets I bought, and asked them to invite the attendants of the Literary Girl's house by the way.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the church bells rang one after another, and it was time to enter the Grand Theater.

The literary girl is very excited and very restless.It was the first time for her to enter the public auditorium, and she was full of freshness to all strange things.After she watched with piercing eyes yet another waiter passing by carrying theater snacks, after a few times she stopped talking.I called a waiter and asked him to buy all the snacks from the waiter.

"My parents said it's indecent to eat these things in the theater, and it's not something aristocrats should do." The person who most wanted to eat snacks was the first person to stand up and criticize my behavior.

"But aren't your parents here? And I believe that no one here will tell. Right." I took the large and small plates from the waiter, grabbed something at random and put it on the plate. mouth, and then passed it to the artistic girl sitting beside her.

"Really! Forget it, then I will do what I can."

As the most reluctant noble lady, the plate stayed with the literary girl for a long time, and it was handed over to Hans by Frederick just before the start of the play.

The play "Hypocrite" tells the story of a rich man blinded by his beliefs who let a religious liar cheat at home for food and drink, and was cheated of all his family property, daughter's marriage and almost being cuckolded.Being cuckolded is a matter of principle that uncles can bear but aunts can't bear, so the rich man got angry when he was beaten on the left cheek and turned to the right cheek.Well, there is only one wife, how could she find another one to cuckold her!But because the rich man once told the religious liar the political secrets related to his worth and life, even if he found out the truth, he could not redeem the fact that the religious liar had successfully stolen his family wealth and cheated the marriage contract of the rich man's beautiful daughter.But what is more desperate is yet to come. The religious liar has revealed the rich man's secret.The tragic fate awaiting him would be decapitation.

Just when I thought the whole plot would turn into a tragedy because of this, the **** unfolding began!The king, who had never been talked about from the beginning to the end, actually appeared. The king was very wise and realized that the religious liar was not a good person, so the gods descended to see the whole incident, and the guards sent did not arrest the rich man, but arrested the religious liar!

Happy ending.The whole process, I was completely absent-minded.Leaving aside the plot of whether [high] chao or [high] chao, the picture alone is not as good as those Hollywood blockbusters in my memory.

The chug of "Saving Private Ryan", the huh huh of the "Lord of the Rings" trilogy, and the biubiu of Star Wars, who wouldn't excite this show with less than ten actors from beginning to end.Moreover, the main purpose of my coming here is to talk to the literary girl after this, not to watch.

A waste of time and a waste of life?

kinda.

But a good hunter, who does not have a good patience.

The show is over, and it's finally my turn to stretch out my fangs to the literary girl!Cough cough cough, I'm not putting on a tail act, I want to face the wall crookedly!

The bustling crowd poured out of the five gates of the Grand Theater. Frederick took Hans away under the pretext of relieving himself, leaving me and the literary girl walking down the steps surrounded by attendants.

Since Frederick is so witty, I'm going to get into the topic: "Miss Pennywise, it's getting late, I'll take you to the place where the carriage is parked, and then you can go home."

The literary girl was stunned in a daze. I walked several meters, but she didn't come down.I dare say that my retreat-for-advance development is different from what she imagined.

"I haven't told you what I want to talk to you! Did you forget, I have something to talk to you after the meeting!"

She came up from behind with a somewhat flustered voice.

"No, if you don't say it, I know what you want to say. My answer is, no."

Several servants stopped the servants of the literary girl's house and separated the crowd with them.

The literary girl opened her mouth in astonishment. She wanted to speak several times and didn't know what she wanted to say. There was no way. For a little girl like her who hadn't experienced much in the world, my face-changing speed was so fast that she was not even mentally prepared. !

"But you didn't even listen to what I said, how could you refuse!" Penny Weiss' eyes were filled with tears, and his mouth was pouted, as if tears were about to gush out in the next moment.

"Anyway, the answer is the same. Is there any difference if you say it or not?" I asked.

"Yes! Even if the answers are the same, if I try, at least I know that I have worked hard, and at least I will have no regrets in this life. But I don't even have the chance to try to convince you, and I will regret it for the rest of my life!" The literary girl pursed her lips and said in a low voice, she is not fighting alone at this moment! ! !Damn it, I was actually looking at Aunt Qiongyao's sneaky figure with her head and tail invisible!

Look up to the sky!The sky is blue and black, it seems that tonight is not the night of the legendary Nine Stars Lianzhu, it scared me to death!

"You are very stubborn." Calm down, as expected of a literary girl with a background in literature and art, her fighting power is astonishing!

"It's called persistence!" The literary girl wrinkled her nose with a very dissatisfied expression, "But no matter what, I am very happy today, thank you."

I know what I played this afternoon, it wasn't me who made you happy.Smiled slightly: "Really?"

The literary girl with a dark heart squinted at her, and in the next second, she went out with a blushing face and hurriedly followed me: "Although you make me wait for a long time, I am very upset, but if you don't The message you brought to my house, it is impossible for me to come out at night, let alone enter the theater at night."

The girl is very smart... I smiled and paved the way for the girl with an undeniable smile: "It's not too late, it seems that your family's tutoring is very strict."

"No." The literary girl walked up quickly and stopped in the middle of the road. She said seriously, "It's not just my family, it's us. We noble ladies are very strict in discipline. We must pay attention to our image at all times, It's impossible to do whatever you want like you boys! Of course, your small circle may be an exception."

The literary girl retreated from the front to walk side by side with me with a single leg turn: "What do you usually do in your free time to cultivate your emotions? I mean, what recreational activities do you have? Hunting? Falconry? fishing?"

"It's pretty much the same. But we're usually busier."

"What are you busy with?"

Busy learning about mass murder and arson... In short, that's not something that literary girls want to touch: "What do you think?"

"You are so pitiful." The literary girl didn't leave, her eyes were not much different from those of seeing abandoned kittens and puppies on the street, "A person's life should be like a rainbow, colorful and colorful. But you , as if there were only monotonous black and white."

The literary girl told me a lot of things about her, most of them were in Dione, and there were also things about going wild in the Seres Plain and fishing along the coast.After careful consideration, literary girls are no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.

"You also said that there are only black and white monotonous colors in my life, but you have shared so many happy memories of yours, why aren't you afraid that I will be jealous because of this, and strengthen your determination?"

"No, if you don't mind, let me be your friend, and I can share my happiness with you. Why don't we make an appointment, and I'll take you to Dione Street."

The corner of the literary girl's lips curled up, and she revealed her trump card with a smile, very cunning... She actually wanted to convert me into her camp.This girl... When she grows up in the future, she will definitely be a disaster for the country and the people.However, he was still a little green and immature, squinting at the pair of snow-white little pigeons, coughing, coughing, and quickly looked away.

"You are very smart, but as I said, it's useless. Maybe it's just like what you said, I only have black and white, but my black is very deep. Even if there is color added, it will make black Cover it, the white color is very white, no other color can be allowed to show, and I know you hate me, so why bother?"

The literary girl was irritated by my last "Why bother", she was so angry that I was the one who didn't give her face the least in her life, stomped her feet, and she said angrily: "Then you don't necessarily have to Dione Street is to be demolished! Don’t think I don’t know anything! Our empire is so powerful, with hundreds of thousands of troops! The Asia Minor Peninsula has always been the focus of the empire’s garrison. The Alpathian Mountains are used as a barrier, and the fortresses along the way are extremely strong. Even if someone declares war on our empire, they will not be able to hit Constantinople all at once! On the sea, Crete and Rhodes have always been The fleet of the Imperial Navy is stationed. If an enemy really defeated the Imperial Fleet and the garrison in the west, what if you really built a battery of gun towers and fortresses in Constantinople? How can this thing alone block it? enemy?"

"You are very knowledgeable, you should know some history?" I glanced at the excited literary girl, I was a little surprised by her knowledge, and said lightly.

The literary girl put her hands on her shoulders, gave me the back of the head, and stopped whispering: "What do you want to say!"

"In 1206, nearly half of Constantinople, which claimed to never fall, was destroyed by the Western European Crusaders. Do you know why?"