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16. Cavalcanti

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    After talking about these important things, since it was still daytime and it was not convenient for Charlotte to leave, Charles and Charlotte started chatting and talking, preparing to wait until night before letting her leave.  Because the information Charlotte sent him was very valuable and useful, Charles was also very grateful to her, so he also deliberately tried to please Charlotte, and the two talked quite happily.  Before nightfall, his sister came back from the studio, and the two of them met in the living room.  "Wow, our little sister is getting more and more beautiful!" When she saw her cousin who was getting more and more beautiful, Charlotte happily greeted her and walked up to Fran, "Use  She will become a great beauty in no time!" Compared to the enthusiastic Charlotte, she seemed a little at a loss. She shrank back a little, and then immediately stood behind her brother, looking at him warily.  "Why, how long have you not seen each other, have you forgotten me?" Charlotte was a little confused, "My child, I am your cousin Charlotte!?" Then she looked at Charles uneasily, "  "Charle, have I changed so much?" "This is the first time that Charles has seen Charlotte so nervous. In the past, no matter how much the two of them quarreled, she was very calm and strong.  It seems that no matter what kind of woman she is, the most important thing is her appearance.  "No, she hasn't changed, or she's become more beautiful." Because he was in a good mood today, Charles complimented Charlotte, "It's normal for children to be forgetful. Don't take it to heart. She's just because she hasn't seen you for a long time.  So it's just a bit of acknowledgment. " "So that's it" Charlotte finally breathed a sigh of relief, but still subconsciously smoothed her hair.  "Don't be afraid, little girl." Charles touched his sister's head, and then dragged her in front of Charlotte, "This is our cousin. She used to live in our house and took good care of you. You are like this  How sad it is! Come and say hello to her. "Although Charles had already explained, Fran's expression was still weird, but in the end she couldn't resist her brother and could only say hello to Charlotte in a low voice.  "Hello" Although she was saying hello, it was obvious that she was still a little wary and her eyes were evasive.  Now Charlotte could also see that this cousin, whom she had not seen for a year or two, was somewhat hostile to her, and it was obvious that she did not welcome her.     Why?  When have I ever offended this little girl?  Charlotte was confused for a moment.  She thought about it carefully, but she couldn't figure it out.  When she stayed at Marshal Treville's house, she got along well with the Charles brothers and sisters. After all, she had received favors from others, and of course she couldn't be disrespectful to other people's children.  Moreover, she usually had little contact with Fran, so she really couldn't imagine how she could be hated by this child.  Forget it, never mind.  After thinking for a moment, Charlotte, who had no clue, simply stopped thinking.  Of course she was not happy to be treated like this, but she was not as knowledgeable as a child - God knows what children are thinking.  "Okay, Charles, I won't disturb you anymore. I think it's almost time. It's time to leave." She no longer cared about the child, looked at Charles, and said goodbye to him.  "Huh? Why don't you stay for dinner?" Charles wanted to persuade him to stay.  "No, people talk too much, and I can't stay too long." Charlotte shook her head and refused, then suddenly laughed, "Besides, you are eating with a female insole worker, doesn't that make it clear that there is something fishy about telling others?  ? Okay, let¡¯s have another meal together when we have a chance. Goodbye!¡± Before Charles could say anything else, Charlotte turned and walked out of the room. Charles could only watch her.  The figure disappeared from the door of the room.  Come and go as often as you like, Charlotte always makes him helpless.  "Sir, whatis she here for?" While Charles was still smiling bitterly, Fran asked timidly beside him.  "She came to visit." Of course, Charles couldn't tell the truth to his sister, so he had to cover it up casually, "She has been wandering outside for too long, so she missed us a little, so she came over to see us." "She's always wandering outside.  "It's definitely not a good thing." Fran commented rudely, "You have to be careful about her. I have always thought she is dangerous" "Don't you always remember her?"  Er was a little surprised, "Then why were you so angry just now? She is our cousin." "Even if you are a cousin, if you do something wrong, you have done something wrong." Fran did not give in,But rarely insisting on his opinion in front of his brother, "A good girl will not show off her eyes at a young age. Who knows who she usually sees." "Not everyone lives in the same way." Look.  Seeing his sister slander and slander Charlotte like this, Charles was a little unhappy.  "I know she did something wrong, but she is our relative after all, and she is by no means a frivolous person, so don't think too much. We shouldn't maliciously speculate on others behind their backs - especially you.  , You can't do this, you are a good boy." After being scolded by her brother, Fran didn't dare to say anything anymore. She lowered her head, seeming a little embarrassed.  "Well, you are right, sir, II know I was wrong." In her brother's eyes, she is an unsophisticated child. She doesn't know why her brother is so obsessed with the so-called innocence and cuteness, but since he wants to see  If you are like this, then you are naive, and you really shouldn't slander others behind their backs.  "It's okay, there's no need to admit your mistake, it's just a small thing." Charles laughed again, "Okay, let's be happy, it's time to get ready for dinner." "Then she comes to our house now, really just to meet  Are you just meeting relatives?" Fran suddenly asked as Charles was preparing to go to the restaurant.  "Don't you have any other plans?" "Yes, of course." Charles replied without looking back, "What else could there be?" He didn't notice his sister who was following him silently.  , but his eyes stayed outside his pocket, resting on the half-exposed handle of the pistol.  You are lying to me because of her.  The innocent child thought to himself.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ As night fell, the brother and sister¡¯s dinner ended as usual, and just when Charles was about to go to the study to read, the servant suddenly sent a letter  Letter from the Count of Monte Cristo's house.  Charles opened the letter immediately.  The letter was written very briefly - the count said that he had a new young man introduced by his friend. He was a nobleman from Italy. He admired the prosperity of Paris very much and hoped that he could help introduce him so that he could enter Paris.  In today's social scene, after all, young people know their preferences best.  "A noble from Italy?" Ciel's expression suddenly became very exciting.  If he hadn't received the news just sent from Charlotte, Charles might not have felt anything was wrong. After all, these days, all the aristocratic children in Europe want to come to a fancy world like Paris to enjoy themselves. But now, the situation  It's different Is the person I want to introduce a young Italian aristocrat, or an Italian gangster?  Ciel sneered in his heart.  But now is not the time to break up with the earl. Charles decided to remain calm and treat everything as if nothing had happened. He would do whatever the earl asked him to do.  ¡°Anyway, in this day and age, how much difference can there be between nobles and robbers?  With this thought, Charles rushed to the Earl's house early the next morning.  The earl quickly had someone take him to his study on the second floor, and this time, in addition to the earl, there was another young man inside.  This young man, who looks to be in his early twenties, has a yellow hair that just covers his ears, a fashionable brown mustache, black eyes, fair skin, and looks like he has not experienced any hard work since he was a child.  Also very tall.  At this time, the young man was lying casually on a sofa, tapping his leather boots lightly with the gold-headed cane in his hand, feeling relaxed and relaxed.  He is dressed luxuriously and fashionably. Packaged with all kinds of fashionable gadgets, he is almost the same as those young men in the Paris social scene. His whole body is full of that flashy and frivolous atmosphere.  However, his eyes were different. The dark pupils scanned every corner of the room alertly. When Ciel came in, he immediately looked over Ciel, showing the owner's alertness.  And those scattered eyes, unconsciously showing a sinister and vicious air, revealed that this young man was definitely not someone to be trifled with.  This guy really looks like a noble, Ciel thought to himself.  "Count, yesterday you said you wanted to introduce someone to meis that him?" After greeting the count, Charles got straight to the point.  "Yes, this was introduced to me by a friend of mine." The Earl nodded, "He hopes that this young man can get rid of his previous unlucky experiences and find his own happiness in this city."??Oh, then he is really in the right place!  Ciel shrugged, "There is nothing missing here except happiness."  As long as a person is willing to search seriously, he will definitely find it.  " "My name is Andre Cavalcanti.  "At this time, the young man also stood up from the sofa and respectfully extended his hand to Charles, "You are Mr. Treville, right?  "Although he is quite reserved on the surface, there is a hint of envy in his behavior unconsciously. "Yes, it is a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Cavalcanti.  Charles pretended to be calm and held the other person's hand, "Please rest assured, if you are the earl's friend, then you are also my friend. I will do my best to let you have fun here."  happy.  " "That's great.  "Andre Cavalcanti nodded, with a smile on his face, even a little flattering. "My father believes that in order to get the most useful help, it is best for me to make friends with the children of famous nobles in Paris. Now it seems that I  I have achieved my goal, thank God.  "Although he deliberately wanted to appear solemn, he could not get rid of the frivolity. "The Cavalcanti family is one of the most prestigious families in Florence, with an ancient and noble lineage.  "While Charles was still doubtful, the Count of Monte Cristo seemed to help the young man explain intentionally or unintentionally, "And Andre is the heir to a branch of this family.  This branch has always lived in the city of Lucca near Tuscany and is a prominent local family.  " "Oh, that's really awesome!  " Charles replied with a smile. "Logically speaking, Andre should have lived the life of a lord like his ancestors, dedicating his time and knowledge to the territory and its people. However, sometimes things always happen.  Something unexpected will happen.  "The Count continued to explain to Andre calmly, "During his childhood, there was a bandit group who colluded with his ulterior tutor and abducted him, causing his life to go through a nightmare.  stage.  "    "Oh, God!  "Ciel opened his mouth in surprise, and then looked at Andre Cavalcanti with great sympathy, "This is really unfortunate.  " "Yes, that's unfortunate.  "Andre Cavalcanti blinked, and then sighed sadly, "These shameless people kidnapped me for ransom, depriving me of everything I was fully qualified to enjoy, and making me unable to do so.  They live a life that is like living in hell. What is even more despicable is that they also put my father and mother into painful suffering I will never forgive these sinners!  " "Then why did your father find you again?  "While Andre was still sentimental, Charles asked coldly. "After Andre was lost, his father, Marquis Bartolomeo Cavalcanti, never gave up looking for his only son.  Years of hard work have yielded no results, and he was almost desperate But suddenly one day, he finally received a letter saying that the gang who abducted his son were willing to return him, but they had to get a large amount of money.  money as ransom.  The Marquis did not hesitate and ordered the money to be sent to the border of France and Piedmont, and finally got his son back.  "Before Andre could answer, the count gave an explanation. "That's it" Charles let out a breath, and then looked at Andre with relief, "God will still care for you after all, my  friend.  " "God's favor came a little late, but it was still timely.  "Andre Cavalcanti sighed again, "The gangsters who abducted me from my father always intended to sell me back to him. All they wanted was a ransom.  In order to maximize the benefits of their transactions, they need me to preserve my social identity and value, so they have always been willing to give me the proper education.  In ancient times, slave owners in Asia Minor often trained their slaves to be grammar teachers, doctors, and philosophers so that they could be sold for a good price in the Roman market. That's exactly what those kidnappers did to me.  " "In this day and age, kidnappers are also talking about professional ethics.  " Charles kept nodding, seeming to be very happy that this new friend finally came to an end. "Looking on the bright side, even though you suffered so much before, at least you are free now and can usher in a new life.  Live like a young master of the Cavalcanti family.  " If the Count of Monte Cristo had said this before, he would have believed it 30-50% of the time, but since Charlotte's message, to be honest, he has refused to believe a word. "  "Kidnapped" is the excuse, then it will be much easier for one person to play the role of a noble. Heraldic pedigrees, family history, and life experiences, which require long-term supplementation (actually useless) of noble knowledge, can be completed.The whole earth was covered. ?????????? Isn¡¯t the Count just completely deceiving people?  Ciel sneered inwardly.  He now believes that Andrei Cavalcanti should be the bandit and desperado who followed the count from Italy to France.  But the question is not whether he believes it or not, but whether he is willing to believe it - and at least for now, he is willing to believe it.  He is willing to cooperate with the count in this play.  "This is also the result I want most." Andre's expression was full of eagerness. "I want to get back the lost life and make up for it doubly. Whether it's to numb myself or indulge myself, in short, I  "I can understand this, and I am willing to help you." Charles nodded again, "But, friend, I also want to remind you that you are looking for something in Paris.  Returning to happiness is a very simple thing, but it also costs a lot of money. " "Don't worry about that," the count suddenly interrupted, "The Marquis of Cavalcanti is a very rich man, and Andre.  He is his only son, and he is definitely willing to sacrifice a little money for Andre's happiness. He has entrusted Danglars Bank to open an account for him, and he can receive five thousand francs every month, which is his pocket money.  Money. If there are any other expenses, I can also support him. After all, he was introduced by my friend." When he heard this number, Andre's eyes lit up, and he obviously didn't expect it himself.  There is so much pocket money to use.  "Yes, my father has arranged for me an allowance of 60,000 yuan a year." Andre said this number with a greedy expression that could not be concealed, almost hungry. "I think this should be enough."  " "According to ordinary standards, this is enough money," Charles smiled, adding a little bit of ridicule, "But if you live it like the count, I'm afraid that fifty thousand won't last a few days.  "At that time, you still have to ask the Count for support." "Of course I can't compare with the Count." Finally, Andre was a little shrewd, so he woke up immediately, and then flattered the Count.  He is my great benefactor. Why should I trouble him? Sixty thousand francs is enough for my expenses. I am very grateful to my father. He is really good." "This respectable father is older than France.  Most fathers are much better." Charles was still smiling. He couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or a mockery. "Most of the fathers here are misers. They regard their sons as prodigal sons. No matter how rich they are, they still have a lot of money.  He refused to give them a single rich man, forcing these playboys to have no choice but to make a living by gambling and defrauding women. How many evils have they committed? Andre, I am so lucky for you that you have such a person.  Good father, those people will be jealous of you after hearing this.¡± At first, Andre was still laughing, but as he listened, he felt more and more uncomfortable, so his smile turned into a dry laugh, as if he didn¡¯t know what to say.  How to answer questions about your father.  "Okay, Andre, you go and have a rest first. You have just been rescued and are not mentally stable yet. You need more rest." The count waved his hand coldly, signaling the other party to leave.  Andre was finally relieved, and he immediately said goodbye to Charles and the count and left.  "I'm afraid this young man will make you laugh, Charles." After Andre left, the Earl smiled, and then looked at Charles, "Although he is still educated, and his words and deeds can still catch people's eyes,  But after all, he has been away from society for these yearsso he still has a lot to learn. If something embarrassing happens for a while, please don't tell anyone." "Don't worry about this, we will.  We have been together for so long, Earl, you should be able to see that I am not a person who likes to embarrass others." Charles replied calmly, "I can understand the pain he suffered due to his childhood.  Man, it¡¯s too late for us to comfort him, so why should we make things difficult for him? I just hope that I can help him find something happy in Paris and help him recover a little bit from the losses he has suffered over the years. " "In Paris, it should be easy to find something happy.  ." The Earl still smiled, "You just need to let him play in various fun places. Is the money his father gave him enough for his expenses? " "I understand, Earl."  nodded.  "But everyone has different hobbies. Do you know his hobbies?" "I'm not sure about this. I said he was just introduced by a friend of mine. I received him based on my trust in my friends.  "I don't know much about his life and hobbies." The Earl gave an answer that surprised Charles, "But I think those are the hobbies of young people, right?  ¡±  Did you end the relationship so quickly?  It stands to reason that it shouldn¡¯t happen, right?  "If Andre was a subordinate of the count, he should try his best to help cover it up. Why did he suddenly sever the relationship?  Charles was confused for a moment.  But it was hard to ask these questions now, but he had a vague feeling that this Andre Cavalcanti must have some unknown and secret background.  "To be honest, I'm not very professional when it comes to having fun, but I have some friends who can guide him. They are professionals." Charles made a promise.  Then, as if he thought of something else, he raised his head and looked at the earl again, "By the way, you just said that this young man was introduced by a friend of yours. Which friend was it?" "Lord Wilmore  ?¡± This is the second time Charles has heard this name in two days.  Is that the nobleman from England?  ¡°Interesting, it seems that this British guy is very important to meet.
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