Chapter 55: He complimented me on how cute I am (please follow me!)
The culture of this world is filled with content related to faith.
The belief in the Seven Righteous Gods spreads throughout the continent, and the Trisur Empire officially supports two churches, namely the Church of the Sun and the Church of the Moon.
The rest, such as the Sect of the Stars, the Church of the Red Apple, the Historical and Ritual Association, the Hailing Regiment, and the Madman School, although allowed by the empire to preach within the territory, are restricted and controlled in all aspects.
So much so that the most common belief among the people of the empire was the sun and the moon.
If they have reverence for Granny Moonlight, then they are extremely fanatical about the sun.
The sun represents the empire.
The literature of the Thrisul Empire was also deeply influenced.
"I don't like the sun."
Rebecca whispered.
"So I think literature is too boring. It is all about praising the sun, without any new ideas...
Moreover, the sun often makes me so hot that I am sweating every time I wear a dress and go out! ”
The old housekeeper had a sensitive hearing and moved his ears to capture Rebecca's words word for word.
He couldn't help but raise his brows, and the wrinkles on his forehead deepened.
Binoz knew that Miss Rebecca was usually a little too lively, but he didn't expect that she was also a little deviant.
Although not all aristocratic circles are believers in the sun, belief in the sun is politically correct.
The Sun King doesn't care which god the people below believe in, and others have no right to comment.
But for a noble, believing in other righteous gods is not conducive to integrating into the group, and may even be implicitly ostracized.
"What does Miss Rebecca like?"
Chen Lun put down his books and teaching materials and asked with a smile.
"I like the moon! I have told my parents many times that I must believe in Grandma Yueguang, but they don't agree."
Rebecca looked a little frustrated.
She raised her head and looked at the black-haired young man in front of her, her eyes showing a trace of expectation.
"Mr. Jack, can you write me a poem about the moon?"
Coming!
Chen Lun snickered secretly.
He deliberately guided Rebecca in order to do something that would leave a deep enough impression on her mind.
It can be seen that the Viscount Pompeii and his wife value this daughter very much. As long as she insists on being a tutor, the probability of staying is very high.
"Of course, Miss Rebecca...
Composing poetry is the most basic quality for a literary researcher. ”
Chen Lun gently caressed his chest and lowered his head slightly.
Binoz sneered secretly and almost spit on this shameless guy.
Although Miss Rebecca is playful, as a noble, she still has the ability to appreciate art.
Not to mention that the Viscount Pompeii and his wife are here, do you really think that you can pass the test by just making up two poems?
This will only make Miss Rebecca and the Viscount and his wife look down upon her, and their initial dislike will directly turn into disgust.
Shasha...
Chen Lun took the expensive pen from Rebecca's hand and started writing on the paper.
Smelling a hint of fragrance, he finished writing the poem happily.
Complete it in one go, without any pause.
Rebecca stared at this handsome man with all her attention, and there were just stars in her eyes.
"God, he's so good-looking, and..."
She reluctantly moved her gaze away from Chen Lun's face and placed it on the paper, her eyes gradually widening.
"——He quietly sheds the light, filling the valleys and jungles, and my soul once again eliminates all worries.
He also sent his gentle eyes, illuminating my dreams, like a grandmother’s doting eyes, watching my destiny..."
Chen Lun closed the pen cap and put the pen down gently.
This poem is taken from Goethe, the playwright of the old age, and Chen Lun slightly adapted it to fit the world view here.
"This poem is so beautiful... Mr. Jack, does it have a name?"
Rebecca asked curiously, her cheeks reddening.
""To the Moon"."
Chen Lun replied with a smile.
Rebecca couldn't put it down holding the paper, and suddenly whispered with some embarrassment:
"Mr. Jack, could you write on it 'a poem for Rebecca'?"
Chen Lun smiled.
He took the paper, picked up the pen and wrote another sentence at the end:
"——To the lovely Miss Rebecca, may Granny Moonlight watch her forever."
Rebecca held the poem with uncontrollable joy on her face.
He praised me for being cute!
Really! ?
At this time, Viscount Pompeii and his wife, who were walking, "accidentally" walked nearby. Noticing her daughter's nymphomaniac look, Madame Pompeii secretly thought something was wrong.
"Rebecca? Rebecca!"
She called twice before Rebecca woke up.
The blond girl immediately became dignified and straightened her hair that was sticking up under her white soft hat.
Madame Pompeii walked quickly to the housekeeper and asked a few questions in a low voice.
Binoz whispered, and Madam Pompeii's expression became strange.
"What's wrong?"
asked Viscount Pompeii.
The lady immediately told her husband what had happened, and the viscount couldn't help but be curious.
Is this guy writing a poem that fascinates Rebecca so much?
"Rebecca, let's see what great poetry Mr. Jack has written."
"No!"
Rebecca immediately refused.
The Viscount Pompeii and his wife were helpless, and the Viscount had no choice but to say:
"If we don't know Mr. Jack's level, we can't trust him to teach you, Rebecca."
"I don't care!"
"..."
Viscount Pompeii took a deep breath and decided to use the method he used to deal with his daughter.
"Then you should pay Mr. Jack's weekly salary yourself."
"!?"
Rebecca was stunned for a moment, then wanted to stand up and argue with her father, but forgot that her leg was still in a cast.
"Ah!"
She tilted her body and fell to the ground.
Chen Lun suddenly stretched out a hand, gently grabbed her wrist, and then slowly helped her back to the chair.
The whole process went smoothly, calmly and without being rude, and it was done right to the point.
Before the Viscount Pompeii and his wife and Butler Binoz could even scream in surprise, Rebecca was already out of danger.
"Please be careful, Miss Rebecca."
Chen Lun said softly.
"Well...thank you."
Rebecca looked at him blankly, then nodded.
Viscount Pompeii and his wife breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Chen Lun.
Before Rebecca could recover, Madam Pompeii took the piece of paper away from the table. She held it in her hand and read the words on it with her husband.
The pleasing font writes a poem about the moon.
"This..."
After reading it, Viscount Pompeii felt that it was slightly ridiculous, but he could not criticize Chen Lun for blaspheming the moon god.
Madame Pompeii, on the other hand, nodded repeatedly, with a cheerful smile on her face as she pondered.
"Kelly, what do you think?"
the viscount asked tentatively.
"Great, but I think it would be better to change Rebecca's name to mine...
Ah, I mean, the poem is just average and not worthy of Rebecca.
I think you understand, Pompeii. ”
Madam Pompeii coughed slightly and said with a normal expression.
The Viscount's face suddenly turned dark. Thanks to the beautiful lady - Lian Yan for her 2 monthly passes!
I love you so much()
(End of chapter)