I Am a Nobleman in England

Castles without nobles, and nobles without castles, this is a true portrayal of a special class in England today.

Arthur stepped into the gorgeous hall, staring at every detail with burning eyes. Everything was both familiar and unfamiliar. He stretched out his hand and caressed the extremely smooth and shiny stair railings. Arthur had to sigh with emotion. Boleyn Castle is a history of a family that has been reborn from the ashes, survived hundreds of years of blood and rain, and has always maintained the struggle history of the earl.

A circular staircase wraps around the top of the building. Columns, vaults, and surrounding walls are covered with exquisite carvings and paintings. The stained glass in the chapel is even more exquisite in the building. On sunny days, the light shines in from the high windows, and the interior is full of brilliance.

The grand hall is 20 meters high, and the central dome is a typical Baroque architectural style. Without the further development of the descendants of the Boleyn family, the interior of the castle appears empty and lonely, showing its decline after its heyday. However, even so, I can still feel its former glory from these tall and magnificent buildings.

In particular, Boleyn Castle, contrary to the rule that all British buildings face south, faces north. The hall is located in the center of the whole building, covering an area of ​​515 square meters and 20 meters high. The central dome is a typical Baroque style. Its luxurious decoration and gorgeous colors made Arthur amazed in his heart.

No wonder Paul the butler is so proud every time he mentions Boleyn Castle, calling it Hampshire's most precious jewel.

Looking at the leopard, Arthur watched "Downton Abbey" in his previous life, and he was very moved when he saw Highclere Castle. Now it seems that if Highclere Castle is really compared with Boleyn Castle, it is really not interesting.

"Lord!"

When Arthur walked through the long corridor of the hall, the passing maid greeted him with an elegant and reserved smile. Arthur smiled and nodded, and did not stop. Instead, he walked to the long corridor while looking at the paintings of figures and landscapes hanging on the walls end of the corridor.

When he stepped out of the arch, everything he saw made him feel like stepping into a paradise. Surrounded by beautiful gardens, well-trimmed trees, elegant Greek sculpture fountains, and romantic rose gardens, Arthur had a wonderful time. It was a mistake to think that he broke into the world of fairy tales.

"call--"

Suppressing the little excitement in his heart, Arthur took a deep breath. The faint fragrance of flowers in the garden made people feel refreshed. According to the memory in his mind, the current garden of Boleyn Castle is much smaller than it was in its heyday, but he stood in the garden. There will still be a feeling of being unable to see the end at a glance.

"It's really good at enjoying, these evil landlords and old money...but I like it, haha."

Speaking of a real luxury house, in the eyes of Arthur, an ordinary person who regarded luxury supercars as his ultimate dream, not only how majestic the building is, but also how big the garden is. To a certain extent, Arthur even thinks that the latter is more important. important.

Because if the population is not large, it is not necessary to build such a large building, but the bigger the garden, the better, especially if the homeowner does not consider building the house for rent or renting out the land to make money, but just to enjoy the scenery and flowers. Very proud.

Arthur really didn't know how to make complaints about those who let some wealthy landowners try their best to dig up and down the good garden villas, turn them into pigeon cages and dungeons, and concentrate on calculating the building area for private expansion. Don't they feel that , the more it is covered, the more poor it will be?

Strolling in the garden, Arthur glanced back at the castle. To be honest, the essence of the whole manor is the vast garden scenery against the majestic buildings.

The grounds include a wealth of garden areas, including a large formal garden, two lakes and landscaped gardens that adjoin the house, a walled rose garden and a kitchen garden with modern and traditional vegetable varieties Also included in the zone.

Today's rose garden was built in 1975 to commemorate Mrs. Cecilia,

Also named Lady Cecilia's Rose Garden after his cheap grandmother. The garden is full of ancient varieties of roses, such as the roses that were introduced to the UK in 1796 and grew in the Tianchao and foot pots, which is very romantic.

There is a statue at intervals around the garden, and the traces of time can be seen from the mottled color on the surface of the statue. Although it is full of vicissitudes, it still reveals a bit of refinement and elegance.

Every time Arthur passed a statue, he involuntarily stretched out his hand to caress the mottled traces. I have to say that he really liked this manor. He appreciated the appearance of the castle from different angles, and felt its beauty more and more clearly. nice.

Stepping on a thick grass blanket, strolling along the lakeside, the clear water of the lake was wrinkled by the breeze. A group of gray geese are napping or strolling by the lake. When they are happy, they flap their wings, stretch their muscles and bones, or jump into the water for food.

Looking at this picture, Arthur couldn't help feeling that animals live a happy life contentedly, but humans often have to worry about their livelihood. Just like him now, the owner of this manor, the Earl of New Boleyn, had to shoulder all the debts. . .

"Hey! This is really a painful and happy rhythm. Why can't you leave me hundreds of millions of pounds, even if it's a few million pounds? I really want to live the life of eating and dying..."

While breathing the fresh air comfortably and looking at the vast beauty, Arthur didn't forget to chatter endlessly, stepped on the grass, climbed up a small hillside, and saw a wall not far away. Mottled 'Pavilions'. . .

Ahem, well, that's not a pavilion, it's the Temple of Diana.

Because of the relatively high terrain of the temple, Arthur standing in the pavilion overlooks the beautiful surrounding countryside, pastures, woods and the Venus Temple in the distance.

From my memory, I know that this place was used by the manor to store wine, meet guests and taste tea a long time ago. The location of the pavilion is close to the border of the castle, and there is a large field outside. Several cows lowered their heads and gnawed on the grass. , The smell of soil floats in the wind.

Arthur closed his eyes, opened his arms, raised his head slightly, felt the wind blowing around the pavilion, and immersed himself in the scenery like a beautiful picture scroll.

"From now on, everything belongs to me!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, shining with an extremely bright light, slowly lowered his arms, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. At this moment, Arthur threw all the negative information and emotions behind his head, leaving only his heart full of joy. Rejoice and delight.

The footsteps on the lawn became extremely brisk, the predicament is only temporary, he has the memory of the future, he can fight a beautiful turnaround if he messes around casually, not to mention, with such a solid foundation, as long as he overcomes this period In difficult times, he will soar into the sky!