Harry Potter’s Morning Light

Chapter 2481: Regent Bucks

   Chapter 2481 Regent Bucks

   The bare-handed boxing of the 18th century was a little different from the boxing of the 20th century with boxing gloves.

In fact, let's put it this way, before the British boxing overlord John Broughton formulated the new rules of the game in 1743, it was a "fighting arena". The contestants could not only grab, bite, tear, etc., but also fell to the ground on the other side. Then continue to pursue until the opponent dies. The rules set by John Broughton did not allow fighters to hit any part below the waist, and they could no longer hit fighters who fell to the ground, but even so the death rate of black market boxing was still high.

  The female boxing ring is better than the male boxing ring, because most of them don't think about how the female boxer is playing. Charlotte's lace gloves are bandaged hands. She is not injured. This is similar to the French army. They have leggings under their boots. This makes it easier to march, not only to keep the calf from being sore and tired, but also to prevent swelling and pain. , and sometimes can also play a role in fixing the bones.

She won't ask for trouble to challenge a heavyweight male boxer. Even if she wears a bandage, her strength is still unable to penetrate the opponent's thick muscle tissue and make the opponent feel pain. There is an innate relationship between men and women. It's a big difference, but as a professional boxer, it's still very easy for her to break two or three ribs with one punch.

After Charlotte "showed her iron fist" in the public, the strange mutterings around her suddenly became much quieter. Georgiana covered her face with a folding fan made of shells, and then Charlotte said. Putting on the gloves, he regained his "lady" appearance.

   Everyone in this world has different talents, such as Mrs. Emma Hamilton, but her previous experience was bumpy, if she hadn't met Glenwell, she didn't know what she would have become.

Charlotte is not as pretty as Emma, ​​and she didn't even show any talent for boxing when she was a child, but she has a younger brother, and the children who play with him often laugh at him, and one day she bumps into him and beats him down. , one of whom is also the grandson of a boxing coach.

  The kid went back and complained, intending to let the boxers be his fighters. Later, his grandfather found out. Charlotte beat him again in front of his grandfather, and then she was trained as a boxer.

   "How did you meet the count later?" Georgiana asked with interest.

   "You don't want to hear about Emma?" Charlotte asked.

   "I can ask this later, you can tell me yours first," said Georgiana.

  Charlotte hesitated for a moment, then began to tell the story of "Hell's Gate" in her unique narrative style.

"Hell's Gate" is the nickname of Richard Barry, 7th Earl of Barry Timor, which means that there is no prison he has not stayed in except Hell. He is the son of Charles Barry, 6th Earl of Barry Timor, Inherited at the age of three, his mother left him in the care of a Berkshire vicar before he went to find his "new world".

But by the time Richard was 11, his mother had also died, and his grandmother had paid £1,000 to send him to Eton College, where he learned to race horses and gamble, and by the time he graduated at 16, he He even has a racehorse of his own.

One year during school holidays he took two brothers and friends to "visit" their teacher, Mr. Wargrave, a pack of demons that plagued all the horses for miles around, not only whipping them and making them whine in the middle of the night , and to scare the villagers into drawing patterns on their bodies, pretending that it was caused by the devil.

  The villagers were not fooled or severely punished, because they organized the garden party with money and generously provided prizes, and the oddly painted horses just became the eye-catching mark.

  At the age of 18, Richard "grew up" and began to dream of owning his own theatre, and it was the most gorgeous and beautiful in the whole of England, but the money needed to build such a theatre was not something that an earl could afford.

   His first thought was to build a stud farm. Richard was slender, tall, and fast. Not only was he good at swordsmanship, he was also an excellent rider. He often rode his horse to win, but this plan soon changed.

   He hired 4 Indians in scarlet uniforms trimmed with silver and buttons to be his horse servants, while he himself appeared in public in his most elegant clothes. This included a series of theatre events, banquets and hunting, during which the four footmen would blow the French horn for him.

   Once he hunted a deer, then he met a friend of the prince, and Richard started attending dinners and theatres where the Prince of Wales was present.

   Soon he became a member of the "brotherclub", in a sense Fox acquiesced, not what the King and his wife and all British citizens would like to see.

   He is a heavy gambler. Before he made his fortune, he set up gambling everywhere. He used to reward people who dared to eat cats all over London. He also borrowed a lot of money, including the most notorious "Black Dick", but it all went unnoticed after he met the Prince of Wales, and he even borrowed £60,000 from Jews.

   "Oh~" Georgiana gasped in exaggeration, Edgeworth frowned.

   "Don't worry, this money is not used to repair the theater of his dreams." Charlotte waved his hand, "It is used to repair the manor in his domain."

During the French Revolution, many European aristocrats chose to sell their art and furniture at low prices. Richard also followed suit and bought in at this time. The Prince of Wales was actually very interested in designing buildings, so Richard built it in his hometown. He bought a personal theater and renovated his manor "by the way".

  Who would say a theatre designed by the Prince of Wales himself is bad? To turn his little theatre into a "Royal Theatre", he threw gala dinners and plays one after another, light cakes each worth 20 pounds, and invited London's outstanding and amateur actors to perform, Various performances and fireworks continued throughout the summer, and locals could participate for free, and the small theater became a topic of conversation in London the following year.

   But this year, he did not do the same tricks as last year. The Count was going to hold a one-week masquerade party. Not only that, he also simulated a court to punish the wild and out of control guests.

   "Sorry...what?" Georgiana asked in confusion.

   "Maybe we can organize a similar celebration," Edgeworth said.

"That's not a real court," Charlotte said. "It's not a prison sentence, no, there's a cage where the 'patrol' who is in charge of maintaining order will put people in, release them after a trial, punish them Content…"

   "I don't think we need to know the details," Edgeworth said again.

  Georgianna looked at Charlotte, Charlotte silently said "wild", so she understood what this so-called "punishment" was like.

At that time, boxing and hand-to-hand combat had just become fashionable, and the Earl soon became an avid spectator and gambler. However, just like playing horse racing before, the Earl had a boxer named "The Tin Man". He didn't really have a tin man. , but was huge and muscular, and Charlotte's fist slammed on him with absolutely no effect.

In the second year of the party, in addition to the masked ball and the court, there was also a boxing show. The Earl set up a gambling game in the "George and the Dragon" inn, with a prize of 25,000 pounds. Many people heard the news, including "The Champion" Watson and Charlotte.

"Hell's Gate" has been mixed with thieves and gangsters in London all the year round, and likes to lure a stranger into his "prank". Many people know this, and Charlotte also heard about it, but that year It was a masquerade, and she didn't recognize who the man in the stag mask was.

  Charlotte said that the Earl has fine skin and tender flesh. His skin is indeed sensitive. Only the most delicate, silky and cold silk will not make his skin red...

   "Cough cough."

  Georgianna looked at the man coldly and found out that it was Diroc, so she kept silent.

"Everything was fine except he made a gamble with me as a target, the Tin Woodman I was talking about was not just his boxer but his bodyguard, anyway Watson didn't win the money and I didn't beat him up. to him."

  Georgianna watched her expression carefully, she had a smile on her face.

   "You don't need to pity me." Charlotte smiled at Georgiana. "I haven't slept with someone like him."

   "You're incomprehensible, Miss Goulding," said Georgiana, rolling her eyes, feeling her brain spin.

   "So do you," Charlotte said. "By the way, I heard he's planning to build his dream theatre in London. Guess where?"

  Georgianna suddenly widened her eyes.

"This is impossible…"

   "Charles Cross," Charlotte said firmly. "I heard there's a bar there, and there's a lot of weird people coming and going."

   Charlotte's voice just fell, when there were rapid footsteps behind her, Georgiana turned her head, and found that it was a wet messenger.

   He handed a note to Di Roc, and Di Roc looked at Georgiana with a strange look on his face.

   She jumped up, walked over to Diroc and looked at the note.

   Not about Napoleon, but nothing good either.

   "Go and invite Mr. Lestrange into my lounge," said Georgiana.

   "No bishop?" asked Duroc.

Georgiana ignored him and took her seat again. The people who were whispering after seeing her gaffe just now watched her cautiously, as if they had become detectives and wanted to see something from her face. Clues.

   (end of this chapter)

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