I Am a Nobleman in England

"Ha ha."

Holding the newspaper in his hand, seeing his own words clearly printed on the newspaper, Arthur couldn't help but feel happy at this moment. To be honest, there is no author who doesn't want to see his work printed into a book. Publishing is the biggest dream of every author, including Arthur, an author who has been in the world of online literature in his previous life.

This has nothing to do with money, or the grades of online and physical books, or the status of online authors and traditional writers, it is just a feeling.

The moment of realization is naturally happy, and there is no need to hide it.

The butler Paul who was standing aside was also very happy, "Earl, you have used words to accurately display the operating rules of the upper class before and after World War I. Whether it is exquisite clothing or table manners, after reading it, people can't help but feel that this is the most important thing." It's called refined living."

"Hehe, is that right? Thanks for your explanation. Without you, I wouldn't be able to describe it so accurately." Arthur thanked the housekeeper Paul with a smile. This is the truth.

The butler Paul shook his head with a smile, expressing that he did not dare to take credit, and then sighed softly: "The aristocrats in England have really fallen completely. You know, until 40 years ago, the aristocrats were still the cover characters of the high-end British fashion magazine "Hello!" , has now been replaced by a star.

Only when noble families have wedding banquets, scandals or divorce property disputes, some British media will be more interested. "

Arthur didn't care about this. After all, he had never seen the scene at the peak of the aristocracy, so he didn't have so many feelings. However, the butler Paul experienced that in 1998, the Labor DANG passed a bill depriving more than 750 hereditary aristocratic councilors of The seats and voting rights of the House of Lords abolished the privileges of the House of Lords, a hereditary aristocratic system that had lasted for more than 600 years. At that time, except for the boos of the members of the upper house, there was no sound in the quiet House of Lords.

Since then, the so-called British nobles have completely withdrawn from the power center of England.

The British aristocracy really began to decline, and it has to be traced back to the World War II period. The culprit was the big boss at that time. Cigar Hill, who was also a noble class, had a much higher death rate in the war because of the honor of the nobles. Any other class, and every time you inherit a title, you have to pay a large amount of inheritance tax. Cigar Hill raised the inheritance tax to a height of 98.5% during World War II. Quite a few noble families continue to pay inheritance because family members continue to die in battle Taxes, and finally declared bankruptcy, impoverished, and even the maids could not afford to hire, the original noble lady had to take care of her own livelihood.

After World War II, the aristocrats were completely squeezed to the margins of British politics, society, life and history.

This is also the reason why all the British aristocrats hated Cigar Hill in private, even hated him even more than the Gong Dang who canceled the seats and voting rights in the House of Lords.

Aristocratic privileges are no longer, and family background is not so important.

"Actually, it's nothing. Talent is more important than title. We are all middle class now." Arthur smiled and said two of the most famous words uttered by the two prime ministers.

"Yes, now, everyone thinks that nobility should be the middle class." Butler Paul also shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Talent is more important than title...hehe." Arthur patted the newspaper in his hand with a smile, and winked mischievously at the housekeeper Paul.

"Hehe." The butler Paul also swept away the haze on his face, and smiled happily and gratifiedly, with bright lights shining in his eyes, and said with a proud tone and a gorgeous British accent: "Your talent must be They will be amazed!"

Arthur chuckled and shook his head. He understood the mood of the butler Paul, and he also knew that there were many pairs of eyes staring at Boleyn Manor with sarcasm, joking and gloating in places he couldn't see. After all, there is a dead heir, who is not favored, that's for sure.

The world is so realistic, when people are in trouble,

It has always been a lot of trouble, and giving charcoal in the snow is mostly a story!

Arthur really doesn't care, doesn't care about these good, evil, or even indifferent eyes, and has no psychological burden at all, because he knows better than anyone else that as long as he succeeds, a person is perfect, and whatever he says is perfect. Yes, even farting is delicious. . . . . .

Because the winner is not condemned, no one has the capital to condemn the winner. As long as they succeed, no one will pay attention to the muddy water behind the success, the shady filth, and some are just fanatical pursuits.

However, now is not the time for Arthur Boleyn to be complacent. After all, he has only taken the first step, and he is still far away from success!

After finishing the afternoon tea, he suppressed his complacency and continued his writing career.

After he posted two more chapters of "Fifty Shades of Gray", the plot has unfolded, and the relationship between the characters has gradually improved. Interested, there have been more than 1,000 comments on the post, and the number of views has exceeded 50,000.

Arthur sighed again, the humanities are really a shortcut! Standing on the shoulders of giants, it is easier to succeed!

Crackling——

The long-term coding experience has allowed Arthur to practice fast blind typing skills. However, it is a pity that he typed Chinese characters before, but now he has switched to English. Although he has received everything from his predecessor, he can still make up for the amount of English words. , but it is temporarily impossible to correct his subconsciousness, the expression of Chinese characters will first appear in his mind, and his fingers will subconsciously tap the keyboard. . .

As a result, he tapped the keyboard frequently, but his typing speed was extremely slow.

"It seems that I have to add a new course..." Arthur muttered helplessly while pressing the delete button. He had to find an English dictionary to 'research'. Later, he found that his predecessor's English spelling was so weak to a heinous level, so he could only find a way to make up for the lack of words he felt day by day, and cultivate the habit of switching English contexts.

"Beep--"

He stopped typing on the keyboard, picked up the phone on the table, unlocked it, and checked. The message was sent by Long Ma, and a photo of her after makeup was attached, which was taken by her backstage on the theater stage.

"Honey, it's my turn to play in a while, and I'm really excited..."

Seeing the joy and excitement expressed between the lines in the message, Arthur laughed very unkindly. Those who didn't know it thought that Long Ma was playing the heroine. However, the truth is that she is just a walk-on, wearing Maid outfit, a maid without a single line.

Arthur took his mobile phone and began to send her words of encouragement and praise. If he said it face to face, Arthur might be a little embarrassed, but typing across the screen, ROU chatting about sao, he is not afraid, women, when in love , even if it is out of tune and shameless, she will listen to it as the most beautiful love story, and she will like it very much.