Chapter Seventeen
In the early morning, after the bell in the Baron's room rang, I quickly left the dining table and brought a pot of warm black tea to the Baron's bedroom on the second floor.
The baron usually drank the first cup of tea in the morning in bed, then he walked down to the Chuáng shop, and I served and dressed.
This is actually a very embarrassing process because I asked Billy, and Billy told me that except for the coat, the Baron never needs anyone to serve him to change his clothes. But now, the baron took off his pajamas and stood naked in front of me...
I still remember the first time I served him like this, he suddenly asked me: "Did you see it?"
My face flushed, and I froze in place while clutching my clothes. What's the problem? What did I see? What does he want me to see?
Maybe it was because my blushing was too obvious. After a while, the baron was flushed too. He coughed and said, "No... uh... did you see my back?"
I realized then that the baron asked about his hunchback.
The baron was a tall young man, but unfortunately, his back was curved, not very serious, but it was clear at a glance. In an aristocratic society where appearance beauty is above all else, the appearance of the baron undoubtedly brought him endless gaze and contempt.
I don't know why the baron asked me this way, because he had never asked this question in his previous life.
I replied falteringly: "Yes...yes, my lord...this...this..."
The baron smiled, did not say much, just stretched out his hands to me.
I froze for a while before reacting, and hurriedly unfolded the shirt in my hands to help him put it on.
Men's shirts are generally made of cotton or silk, usually white, longer than the knee, and sleeves are lantern sleeves made of lace. The trousers are tights with white socks on the outside. Finally put on the belt, vest, and coat.
Pull out the lace from the neckline and cuffs, arrange them properly, use a small broom to smooth out the folds and dust on the shoulders, and finally put on the ring and necklace, and a gentleman can be considered as a successful one.
Since then, I have served the baron to change clothes every day.
The baron is not uncomfortable. When I help him put on his pants, he often breathes shortly, and then his face turns red. And I would be embarrassed ten times, because in the previous life, the Baron never was like this. Even if he meets naked, he will be very calm and not so abnormal.
As the time we spent with each other increased, I began to realize that maybe I had never known this person before, and I was disdainful of understanding in my previous life, or that the baron had never revealed himself in front of me.
Later, I learned about the baron's story sporadically from the servants.
The father of the baron is also the younger brother of Viscount Bruce. As the second son of the nobleman, he not only did not inherit the title, but was also driven out of the manor by his eldest brother, and he did not even get a half-penny inheritance.
But the baron's father was very tough and wild. He followed the fleet to sea and became a crew member. Relying on his status as a nobleman and fierce battles, he won countless feats. Finally, with a battle in the Kingdom of France, he was made a baron..
He later married an aristocratic woman and gave birth to Oscar.
It's a pity that this baron is uneasy about a peaceful life. He always goes to sea with the fleet and does not go home all year round. So the wife at home began to feel uneasy in the room and had an affair with the beau outside. She never cared about Oscar, she loved banquets more than her son, even if his son was sick, she didn't care. And it was this serious illness that caused a lifelong disability for the young Oscar.
Later, when the baron died in a shipwreck, Oscar's mother took the lover back home without dignity. The two adults took all of the family property and spent extravagantly. When Oscar grew up, he had almost nothing but a baron title.
Oscar did not go to college, but he did not read a lot of books, and he also read a lot of his father's experience overseas all the year-round. He is very business savvy and knows to seize opportunities, so he started sailing trade step by step by investing in textile factories and mining farms.
Many people say that Baron Oscar is a speculator. He makes a fortune by investing alone. But without a good vision, it is difficult to be a speculator.
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Spring is the time for all things to recover, and the nobles and lords should also enjoy the glory brought by the goddess of spring.
So when the peasants were plowing in the spring, the nobles also started hunting in the spring.
Although Baron Oscar is a man with a very indifferent life, he also likes hunting very much.
Today is the day when Lord Baron decided to go hunting. When the sky was still dark, the servants had already started chuáng to prepare for hunting.
The kitchen began to cook gān food for hunting. The groom saddled the horses and drove out the hunting dogs. The servants put on walking boots and handed out shotguns and ropes.
When the first ray of sunlight shone on the ground in the early morning, everyone was already waiting in front of the castle gate.
A baron in riding attire appeared. He was wearing a light gray tight-fitting robe, leather boots on his feet, and a saber at his waist. The baron does not need to carry a shotgun. I am responsible for his shotgun because I am his personal servant. All his personal belongings are kept by me, including his favorite shotgun.
The brigade set off, and today there is only the baron riding a horse, and the others are following them on foot. When they reached the depths of the woods, the hunting dogs began to search around, driving away the rabbits or wild animals hiding in the grass. Others searched the forest quietly. It was the season of jiāo. If you are lucky, you might encounter deer or antelope.
I started loading the Baron's shotgun. The shotgun was loaded with one shot.
Put gunpowder first, then gravel, then put iron bullets, and finally compact it with a long iron handle. This set of actions is time-consuming, so after handing a shotgun to the Baron, he has to reload the next gun immediately, and there is almost no time to observe the surroundings.
Suddenly everyone held their breath, a hunter quietly made a gesture, and soon we saw a single deer.
The young deer was on a hill not far away, trying to cross a cypress tree that was crossing the road to drink water by the stream.
It's a pity that the deer fell into a pool of blood before it came close after a few shots.
Cheers were heard around, and the two servants led the hounds to carry the dead deer.
The baron took a new shotgun from me and said to me, "It's going well today. You did a good job of loading it."
Now almost every job I do, he will praise me a few words, I don't know what it looks like in the eyes of other servants. Because the baron is a very silent person, he seldom talks with others on his own initiative, let alone praise his servant frequently.
I always answer: "My lord, you passed the award." I said it so often that I was blushing and embarrassed.
Gradually, the hunting team dispersed.
I always follow the baron, and the baron seems to want to go deep in the woods.
An old hunter reminded him: "My lord, it's still early spring. The soil deep in the woods has just begun to melt. It may be dangerous."
The baron thought for a moment, nodded, and just about to turn around, who knew his love to ride Tyra neighed.
Tyra raised the premise and screamed loudly. The Baron held the reins tightly and tried to control her, but Tyra became more and more irritable.
"No! The horse was stung by a bee!" someone shouted: "Quick! Help the adults hold the horse!"
I was shocked in a cold sweat, but rushed up without thinking about it, and grabbed the horse by the rein.
Tyra can't calm down at all, standing in front of her is very dangerous, maybe her horse hooves will puncture your stomach in the next second.
"Tara, be quiet, be quiet." Baron Oscar tried his best to control the horse. When the situation was not good, he immediately shouted at me: "Owen, let go! Let go!"
I can't let go of the rein. If I let go, the Baron alone can't hold the horse, and he might be thrown off the horse by the Crazy Horse. This is not a joke. Many people have broken their necks because of this.
Fortunately for the Baron and I, Tyra did not really go mad, and after several comforts, she finally calmed down.
I wiped the cold sweat from my head, stroked Tyra's cheek and said, "Good boy, good boy."
The baron jumped off his horse and pulled me in a panic: "Are you okay?"
"No, no, are you okay?" I asked back.
Soon we were surrounded by hunters who came quickly. After confirming that no one was injured, today's hunting operation ended.
The baron's horse was frightened, and the baron was almost injured. The servants who followed to go hunting today were all reprimanded by the butler.
Of course not including me. The butler praised my heroic behavior and said that he would definitely praise me.
In fact, I have been a little confused since the incident.
I didn't expect it to be so bold at the time and rushed directly in front of the frightened horse.
This is too careless. Maybe if I am not careful, I will be trampled by the horse. But that's what I did, and my head rushed up.
I think I can't let him die in front of me.
In the past life, I betrayed him and killed him. In this life, as long as possible, I am willing to sacrifice my life to make up for my apologies to him, even though he doesn't know anything.
But now, the baron stood before me and suddenly confessed to me.
His expression is serious, and my reflection is in his brown eyes.
I heard his low and dull voice.
He said: "I... I accept you... You shouldn't do such dangerous things..."