Wear it with the house, but I am a black household [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 216 The World of Western Classics 28

In the days that followed, everything looked normal in London. Those who should have dances held dances, and those who should go shopping went shopping.But even Bentley can feel a different atmosphere.

Not to mention the jitteriness, but the faint nervousness still leaked out.

For this reason, Bentley seldom went out, and often stayed at Darcy's house in a daze.

Not only him, Anxi and Darcy are also waiting, waiting for the end of the matter, waiting for the truth to come out.

However, the weather is getting colder and colder, and Christmas is approaching day by day, but there is still no news.

I thought this year would be over like this, and things would be delayed until after Christmas.

However, on this day, Colonel Fitzwilliam came to Darcy's house against the biting cold wind, "Darcy, if the matter is over, you should go back to Pemberley as soon as possible. I believe Anna is waiting for you to go back for Christmas."

Darcy was taken aback for a moment, and then understood what was going on.

Colonel Williams checked it out?Ready to act?

London is about to experience a storm, in order not to be affected, they had better leave immediately.

"Okay, let's go tomorrow morning. I will invite the Bingley family and Wilson to go with me. How about you? Go back to the Fitzwilliam's house, or do you have other arrangements?"

Colonel Fitzwilliam shook his head, "I can't go away for the time being."

Since the last contact with Colonel Williams, his situation has become much better. The tasks assigned to him by his superiors have become more and more important and biased.He's too busy to touch the ground right now to be home for Christmas.

He knew that Colonel Williams must have greeted him, not only changing his situation, but also giving him a chance to show himself.

Fitzwilliam wanted to take the opportunity to accumulate a little more merit and prepare for his future transfer.

That's right, it's a reassignment.

He could see that Colonel Williams probably took a fancy to some of his abilities, so the tasks assigned to him recently were all of the same type, and they were probably tests for him.

If he did well, he might be transferred to the department of Colonel Williams. For him, it was a step up to the sky.

Darcy nodded, "Then be careful. Although this is a good opportunity, you have to be careful."

Fitzwilliam nodded, indicating that he would keep it in his heart, and then got up and left in a hurry without waiting for Darcy to say anything more.

Seeing that he was gone, Darcy immediately wrote two letters and asked the servants to send them to Anxi's and Bingley's homes respectively.

In addition, he ordered people to hurry back to Pemberley and get the steward ready.

Anxi received the letter without the slightest surprise. The turmoil was inevitable, but he didn't know how extensive it involved.What made him curious was, why did Colonel Williams choose to attack on Christmas?

Isn't it delicious during the holidays?

Hey, it's a good festival, I'm afraid some people in London won't be able to pass it.

Anxi thought about what to bring, and found that there was nothing to pack.The servants don't need to bring them, they all have families in London, and it happens to be a holiday, let them go home for Christmas.

Anthy showed up at Darcy's early in the morning the next morning. He had no carriage of his own and was going to Pemberley in Darcy's.

However, Anxi didn't have many salutes. There were only two boxes, one containing her own clothes, and the other was a Christmas gift for everyone.

Darcy is similar, Pemberley is his home, and there is everything in it, so there is no need to bring extra things, only presents to go home.

Therefore, when the two of them sat in the carriage, it looked extraordinarily spacious.

Today's weather is not very good, gloomy, as if it will snow at any time.Such weather is actually not very suitable for going out, but there is no way, the storm is coming, in order not to be involved in it, they should avoid it early.

Because it was too early and the weather was not very suitable for going out, there were not many pedestrians on the streets of London, but within half an hour, they had already arrived at Bingley's house.

At this time, the Bingley family was ready. After seeing their carriage arrived, after greeting each other, they got into the carriage and left.

Snow could fall at any moment, and it was better to get to Pemberley as early as possible.

Along the way, the carriage drove fast, as if racing against time.

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, but when it was an hour before we arrived at Pemberley, there were already snowflakes in the sky, and the snowflakes were huge and profuse, like goose feathers flying in the air.

The snowflakes flying all over the sky give people a sense of urgency, as if if they don't arrive soon, they will be submerged in snow.

But fortunately, there was no rain, and the road surface was still relatively dry, so we could drive normally.

Darcy frowned, and looked at the heavy snow outside the window from time to time, apparently worried about the upcoming trip.

Anxi smiled and comforted, "You don't have to worry too much, you'll be there soon, didn't you already write a letter to Pemberley yesterday, Mrs. Reynolds must have prepared hot water, and when we arrive, everyone will take a hot bath Get rid of the cold, and you'll be fine."

Darcy nodded, "I have asked Dr. John to live in Pemberley temporarily, so that if someone gets sick, he can be treated in time."

Anxi chuckled, "You're still careful."

Darcy didn't say anything, but knocked on the window, signaling the driver to speed up.Finally, after 10 minutes, they arrived at Pemberley smoothly.

As soon as they arrived, everyone was surrounded and entered the guest room, where hot water was already prepared.

It can be seen that even if Darcy, the master, is not around, the housekeeper still arranges it in an orderly manner.

Anxi took a comfortable hot bath, and the maid brought the food, which was freshly prepared and still steaming hot.

Even if he didn't feel cold, it was extremely comfortable to eat such a hot meal in winter.

After eating, Anxi asked the maid who cleaned up, "Does Mr. Darcy have any explanation?"

"Sir, let the guests have a good rest, and I will inform you to go down after the dinner is ready." The maid replied.

Anxi nodded, let them go down, took a book by himself, and half-lyed on the bed to read it quietly.

Because of the gloomy weather, there was not enough light in the room, so candles were needed.

Hearing the whistling wind outside the window and the crackling of candles, the firelight reflected on the book, showing the faintly fading handwriting, made Anxi feel a rare comfort.

Although Darcy and Colonel Fitzwilliam had been walking around to investigate, his mind had never been idle for a moment.

Now, away from London, and away from right and wrong.

No matter what the final result of this matter is, it has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't need to care about it anymore, and he doesn't need to take it to heart.

Turning over a page of the book, Anxi let his mind go empty, and entered the wonderful world in the book as he understood the text.

As time passed, the scenery outside the window was gradually covered with snow, and the pages of the book had already been turned halfway. There was a knock on the door, "Mr. Wilson, have you rested? Dinner is ready, sir, let me treat you Go to the restaurant for dinner."

Anxi withdrew her thoughts, put away the bookmark, and put the book on the bedside table casually.

Get up, tidy yourself up, open the door, and go down with the maid.

The dinner was as sumptuous as ever. After resting for most of the day, everyone had recovered, and chatted at the dining table in full swing.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but none of them talked about London, and the most talked about was about Christmas arrangements.

How big a Christmas tree needs to be prepared, whether to hold a dance, whether to invite the neighbors around, and what Christmas gifts to expect, etc.

Mr. Darcy didn't say anything, just listened quietly, but it was Bentley, maybe to relieve the previous anxiety, or maybe to make up for the lack of communication before.

At this time, he showed great enthusiasm, "Hey, Darcy, you must not refuse me. Christmas must be a lively party. It is best to invite all the neighbors around to hold a grand party." dance."

"Then see you dancing with beautiful girls all over the place?" Anxi joked with a smile.

The men sitting here, Darcy and Anxi, are not people who like to dance. Mr. Hurst has a round belly and is lazy. He only likes to drink and play cards, and he doesn't like to dance.

And ladies, Anna is a young girl not yet in the season, not eligible for the ball.Miss Bingley is proud and looks down on country people, but she doesn't want to dance with the men around her.Even if the Derbyshire country seemed to her a little better than the rest, country was country, and no nobility was imparted to them by their proximity to Mr. Darcy.

Mrs. Hurst is better, but she prefers the gentlemen and ladies in London, who are of the same class as herself.

So if there is a dance, only Bentley can have fun.

Hearing this, Bingley's smile drooped suddenly. That's right, except for him, no one here likes prom.

At this moment, he wished very much that Colonel Fitzwilliam was there, and the cheerful Mr. Colonel would certainly agree with him.

Unable to see his listless look, Darcy wiped the corners of his mouth, then put down the napkin and said, "Everyone must have made arrangements for Christmas. We didn't invite in advance, so it's not good to make people embarrassing by sending out invitations, but after that , could have a dance in Pemberley, and invite the neighbors to come and attend."

Immediately, a smile appeared on Bingley's face again, and he asked Darcy about the neighbors around him with great interest.

Darcy regretted it for a moment. He shouldn't be soft-hearted when he saw that Bingley was unhappy, but he had already said his words, and he couldn't go back on his word.

This man, Bingley, would be brilliant if given a little sunshine. He kept pestering Darcy all night, talking non-stop, so that Miss Bingley, who wanted to talk to Darcy, couldn't intervene.

Such a lively day lasted for many days, until Christmas passed and the news from London came.

Because Colonel Fitzwilliam is in London, their news has been sent in a steady stream, but the colonel himself is also on the periphery and knows only a limited amount.

That is to say, when the dust was about to settle recently, I learned a little bit of the inside story.

Although it was only a little bit, it also surprised Anxi and the others.

At first they thought they had guessed the truth, but in fact, they were far from what they had imagined.