The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

Prince Albert took a deep breath. In order to prevent stuttering, he spoke very slowly, and said to Vivien Leigh almost word by word: "Miss, I think, respect, yes, human beings, the best, moral character."

Vivien Leigh hadn't figured out the situation yet, so she subconsciously followed the prince's wishes and said, "Yes, human beings should respect each other."

At this moment, Princess Elizabeth said: "Okay, Bod, this is just a naive little girl, don't scare her."

Albert was very proud of his wife, and he walked away expressionlessly: "Of course."

Zhou Hexuan looked at Albert who turned and left playfully. The prince's behavior just now did not have any royal demeanor at all, and he seemed very inferior and narrow-minded.

No wonder when he succeeded the king, he dispatched his elder brother to the backwaters of the Bahamas as governor, and never recalled him for life. As for the reason, the Duke of Windsor's sympathy for the Nazis is an excuse. The most important thing is that the Queen has always loved the Duke, and our King is jealous.

Vivien Leigh was not a fool, she was just too excited and nervous, causing her brain to shut down and lose her ability to think. After Prince Albert left, she finally gradually returned to normal, and said in a daze, "Mr. Zhou, His Royal Highness didn't seem very happy just now."

Zhou Hexuan explained: "He thought you were imitating his stuttering appearance."

"Oh God!"

Vivien Li covered her mouth and exclaimed, anxiously said: "Mr. Zhou, I'm going to explain."

Zhou Hexuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, there are plenty of opportunities."

Vivien Li became more and more upset, and she didn't dare to talk and walk around with Zhou Hexuan, for fear of making any more jokes.

While Prince Albert was talking with other guests, a man and a woman came to Zhou Hexuan. The man smoked a cigar and greeted: "Hi, Mr. Zhou, my name is Louis Mountbatten, Prince Albert's cousin. This is my wife Edwina Ashley."

Fuck, I met another future genius!

This Louis Mountbatten is Lord Mountbatten, the future British admiral, who served as the commander-in-chief of the Allied Forces in Southeast Asia during World War II.

It's just that Mountbatten hasn't made his fortune at this time. He was a communications officer in the Mediterranean Fleet a few years ago. He was recently promoted to lieutenant colonel and returned to China for vacation. Somehow, he sneaked into the prince's ball.

Although Mountbatten introduced himself as the prince's cousin, the aristocrats throughout Europe were related, and anyone who came out could call him a cousin. If you want to know whether Mountbatten is dignified, look at his wife-it's just the daughter of a wealthy businessman.

For a down-and-out nobleman like Mountbatten, unless he is super capable, it is difficult to get ahead. Perhaps it was because of his good relationship with Prince Albert that his later promotion was so fast.

Historically, Mountbatten was transferred to the Admiralty when Prince Albert intended to contest the throne. After Albert became king, Mountbatten was immediately promoted to captain of the navy, and then sent to Alshot's senior commander's study class for further study.

Zhou Hexuan shook hands and smiled, "Hello, Mr. Mountbatten. Why didn't you communicate with those nobles, but came to my side instead?"

Mountbatten raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically, "Those nobles look down on me, they have their own circle."

This is the so-called high society in Europe. Although Mountbatten's great-grandmother was Queen Victoria of England, and his father was a German prince, they have now declined. Mountbatten himself didn't even have a title, and married the daughter of a wealthy businessman as his wife, and he was not a big official in the navy, so it was normal for the upper-class nobles to look down on him.

Zhou Hexuan comforted: "The most noble thing about a person is character, not title."

Mountbatten said with a smile: "In addition to character, there is also talent. They look down on me, and I look down on them too. I prefer to communicate with scholars like Mr. Zhou."

The two were sitting in the corner drinking and chatting, while Vivien Leigh and Mrs. Mountbatten were chatting and laughing together among the ladies. Whether it is Vivien Leigh or Mrs. Mountbatten, they all hope to be recognized by the ladies, which is the first step to step into the upper class of Britain.

Zhou Hexuan asked, "Where does Mr. Mountbatten work?"

"Mediterranean Fleet," Mountbatten said confidently, "I have just been promoted to lieutenant colonel. I believe that in a few years, I will be able to be the captain of a warship."

"Mediterranean Fleet? That's a powerful fleet." Zhou Hexuan flattered him.

Mountbatten proudly said: "Of course, the British Navy is the most powerful navy in the world, and the Mediterranean Fleet is the most important part of the British Royal Navy. If there is another battle in the Mediterranean, I will definitely command the Royal Navy. The German beats his teeth all over the place."

Zhou Hexuan was sweating wildly, once this person bragged, he would even scold himself.

Strictly speaking, Mountbatten is also a German, and his father is still the prince of Germany. If the Second German Empire still existed and Mountbatten's father had not renounced his German citizenship, then Mountbatten could barely be regarded as a German prince.

With the deepening of the chat between the two, Zhou Hexuan found that Mountbatten was particularly bragging, and also a little cynical, as if he felt that his full talent had been buried. This guy is very fond of submarines, perhaps because he served in submarines for the first time as an officer, and he has a kind of nostalgia for submarines like a first love.

"Submarines are very important, just like assassins in war," Mountbatten boasted, "If I were to be the admiral of the Royal Navy someday, I would form a powerful submarine force dedicated to harassing and destroying the enemy." and attack logistics tasks."

Zhou Hexuan smiled and said, "Then I wish you a speedy promotion."

"I believe there will be such a day." Mountbatten said arrogantly.

At this moment, Vivien Leigh and Mrs. Mountbatten came back with ugly faces, and they were sullen and kept silent.

Zhou Hexuan asked: "Mary, what's the matter?"

Vivien Leigh lowered her head embarrassingly: "I'm making a fool of myself again."

Mrs. Mountbatten explained: "When Mary spoke just now, she used some wrong words, which made the ladies laugh."

British aristocrats also swear at people, which is considered normal behavior, after all, people are angry sometimes. But sometimes chatting, if individual words are used incorrectly, even if you are speaking well, it will be considered vulgar.

English can be divided into aristocratic English and civilian English. For example, the mother of the stewardess of the later Princess Kate called the toilet a toilet, and was collectively despised by the upper class because the word used by the nobles is lavatory.

When Vivien Leigh was chatting with the ladies just now, she praised that a pastry was very delicious, and subconsciously used dessert, which caused the ladies to ridicule. Only the lower class would use dessert to represent dessert. The upper-class aristocrats thought that dessert was pudding, and dessert was just a fruit plate, usually served after pudding.

Once the two words are mixed, they will be regarded as uninformed by the upper-class aristocrats, and belong to the kind of country bumpkin who has never eaten dessert.

The repercussions of this situation are so serious that they will almost be ridiculed by the aristocratic circle for a lifetime. Aristocrats can curse "bitch" and "fool" loudly, which is considered normal for laughing and cursing. But it is absolutely not allowed to mix words, as long as you make a mistake, you will be labeled as vulgar.

After listening to their narration, Zhou Hexuan could only shake his head and smile wryly. There is really no way for this kind of class thing.

Mountbatten comforted: "Mary, you don't need to be too sad, those words are just a fig leaf for the nobles, there is no need to take it too seriously."

"Well, thank you." Vivien Leigh was still sullen, she felt that she had messed up the dance.

Soon, several noble ladies came together, and one of them said with a smile, "Hey, isn't this our Miss Dessert?"

Vivien Leigh blushed with embarrassment, wishing she could find a crack on the ground and get in.