Saint Lily has a deep understanding of human nature. She knows that no matter how approachable she is, she will not erase the awe and fear in the hearts of these civilians, because for decades, this level has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow. Only high-level rule will alleviate it.
The uneasiness in their hearts.
“God so loves the world!”
Rather than getting these civilians to stand up, Saint Lily knew what excited them more, so she cast a magical spell.
Whoosh!
As Holy Lily waved his hand, a golden halo exploded at his fingertips, and then expanded, covering half of the street. All civilians present were affected.
With the divine healing aura surrounding them, the civilians immediately felt their bodies warm, as if they were basking in the sunshine in the afternoon, and felt extremely comfortable. Especially the middle-aged and elderly people found that all the hidden illnesses and fatigue on their bodies had disappeared, and they felt relaxed as if they were two years younger.
Like ten years old.
They only experienced this feeling of health when they were young.
"Thank you for your gift, Her Majesty the Holy Lady!"
Some civilians with sharp tongues flattered loudly, but most of them still knelt on the ground with their foreheads pressed tightly against the floor. It seemed that this was the only way to express their respect.
Margaret turned her head and saw that everyone else was kneeling, so her knees subconsciously bent.
"Aren't we friends?"
Downton grabbed La Traviata.
"But...but..."
Margaret didn't know what to say and was sweating profusely.
"Your father is fine!"
Holy Lily cast another magical spell on La Traviata's father, and his injuries immediately healed visibly to the naked eye.
This miraculous scene made the common people marvel, and they also began to envy this guy's good luck. His daughter was just a flower seller. How virtuous and capable, she actually became friends with Her Royal Highness the Saint!
The stepmother quickly raised her head, glanced at Downton, then lowered her head again, thinking about the relationship between her daughter and them.
"Use this money to do some business, stop gambling, it will ruin the whole family!"
Downton handed the money to Margaret. The last sentence was addressed to her father.
The man nodded hastily. In fact, he was stunned. He had no idea what Downton said.
"I can't take it. You've already given me a lot of money!"
Margaret refused.
"This dead girl!"
After hearing what her daughter said, the stepmother wanted to strangle her to death. That was fifty thousand gold coins. If she could get it, she would be able to live comfortably for two or three years even if she didn't work.
"Take it!"
Elaine was also trying to persuade her that fifty thousand gold coins was not even pocket money for herself, let alone Downton, who had a full pocket.
"No, no, I can't ask for your money, I will work hard to make money!"
Margaret still refused. Her pride did not allow her to do this.
"All right!"
Downton shrugged his shoulders and stopped pressing.
"Uh, sir, let me keep such a sum of money for Margaret!"
Seeing that the gold coins in her hand were about to fly, the stepmother couldn't wait any longer, so she rushed over, snatched them from Downton's hand, spat on her fingers, and prepared to count them.
"Mom, how could you do this?"
Margaret looked anxious and wanted to get the money back.
"Stop fighting, just give it to Auntie!"
Downton stopped Margaret.
"You have to be nice to them!"
Elaine curled her lips. Since he said he would give it away, his brother had no intention of asking for the money back. Otherwise, how could this middle-aged woman grab the money from his hand with her hands? It was ridiculous that she even spat on her hand.
money.
Elaine knew that when this philistine woman did this, besides counting the money, she was also worried about paying it back. After all, the big shot would definitely not want a golden ticket that had been stained by the saliva of a commoner.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"
The stepmother hurriedly thanked her.
When the neighbors came back to their senses from the shock of the magic, they saw this scene. They couldn't help but feel envious and jealous. Looking at the thick stack of gold tickets in the stepmother's eyes, their eyes were about to shine. You know how hard they worked.
After working for a month, the income is only a few dozen gold coins.
"Hey, aren't you very powerful? Find her a job!"
Lorraine came over and poked Downton on the waist. She felt no psychological burden in making such a request.
"Lorraine!"
Margaret was shy and felt ashamed of herself.
"Elaine?"
If it were in Frankfurt, it would be a matter of just one sentence, but in Saint Laurent, Downton would have to ask Elaine.
"Let me make the arrangements." St. Lily interrupted, "Do you like the work in the monastery? Although it will be very tiring, the salary is also very generous."
"luv't!"
Before Margaret could say anything, the stepmother nodded hurriedly. Working in a monastery was equivalent to a civil servant. In addition to salary, there were many additional benefits. No matter how many people tried their best, they couldn't get in.
"Mother!"
Margaret almost cried.
"For so many years, you have been volunteering at Our Lady's Monastery every week. For this reason alone, you are worthy of respect and worthy of this job!"
Saint Lily said, "As long as you are kind-hearted, you will be rewarded!"
The common people accepted the lesson with an open mind and promised to do more good deeds.
"She is worthy of being a saint. She obviously acted for the sake of personal gain, but she did it as a matter of course. No one could find any excuse not to tell others, and she also taught others a lesson."
The god of cheapness sighs.
"Margaret, it's getting late. We're going back too. We have time to play together!"
Elaine waved towards La Traviata.
When the luxurious carriage and the knight behind it left the long street, the originally silent neighbors immediately became upset.
"Margaret's family is going to be lucky this time."
"As expected of a nobleman, I will give you 50,000 gold coins as soon as I ask for it!"
"I'm so close to the Saint, I'm so happy!"
The neighbors talked a lot, feeling that life was simply full of drama. There were also many bad gamblers in the urban areas. If they lost 50,000 gold coins, the whole family would definitely be ruined, and the wife and daughter would definitely be sold to a brothel. Some neighbors felt that Margo
The Lite family couldn't survive today, but unexpectedly it took a turn for the worse.
"How do you know Her Majesty the Saint?"
"What is the relationship between that man and you? Why should he help you?"
"What are their identities? Why are they escorted by royal guards?"
The commoners gathered around Margaret, asking questions. Their faces were full of gossipy and curious expressions. They could not recognize the family crests of ordinary nobles, but they were definitely familiar with the family crests of the royal family and wealthy families.
"I'm going to make dinner!"
Margaret didn't want to answer and ran into the room.
"Didn't you ask me to introduce Master Martin to Margaret? I'll go ask you tomorrow!"
The woman who was working as a maid at Martin's house came out and talked to the stepmother.
"Does Martin deserve it? My daughter is going to marry a big shot. I have known for a long time that she is destined to be a noble lady."
Normally, the stepmother would show off before leaving, but today she couldn't care less. She wanted to quickly ask her daughter where those people came from.
"Bah, what the hell, I don't know who begged me a few days ago to intercede with Margaret and send her to the Martin family as a maid!"
The woman was rejected. She couldn't help but cursed when she saw her stepmother twisting her butt and leaving.
"They don't need it anymore. Although Martin is a nobleman, he is in a state of poverty. How can he be like this guy who just gave away tens of thousands of gold to others!"
"Yes, that young man is obviously a friend of Her Royal Highness the Saint, so he is definitely not an ordinary person."
A group of aunts muttered and dispersed, but what happened at Margaret's house tonight was destined to become the talk of the street.
"Who is he?"
The stepmother rushed into the kitchen angrily, and as a habit she wanted to pull her daughter's ears, but she remembered that things were different now, so she held back.
Margaret didn't want to say anything at first, but she got tired of being asked, so she said something.
"What? Chancellor of NATO? Hand of the King in Frankfurt? How big an official is that?"
The stepmother screamed and looked at her husband. She was a farmer and didn't know this.
"Besides the king, the king has the greatest hand!"
My father quickly explained.
"Goddess above, do I also have a chance to become a noble?" The stepmother sighed and grabbed her daughter's shoulders, "You must work hard to marry him!"
"mom!"
Margaret was ashamed to death.
"Even if you don't think about us, you still have to think about your brother. Yes, I'll give you the money to buy some nice clothes and cosmetics to make him fall in love with you."
The stepmother drew two golden tickets and gave them to her daughter, but when she saw the amount marked on them, she was reluctant to give them up. She snatched them back and picked the one with the smallest denomination and gave it to her.
"Mother-in-law of the Hand of the King, haha, that sounds good. Then I will have a chance to attend a high-class banquet, right?"
The stepmother left the kitchen and muttered as she walked, "I want to buy a luxurious carriage and hire many servants. I will eat one bowl and pour another bowl every day."
Fortunately, this woman didn't know that Downton was the actual person in charge of Frankfurt, otherwise she would have fainted with excitement. After all, in her opinion, the King's Hand was already unimaginably noble.
"elder sister!"
The little boy who had been hiding ran over and hugged his sister's leg, "Are you hurt?"
"No, sister will buy you meat tomorrow!"
Touching her brother's head, Margaret smiled happily. Raising him up was her biggest wish in her life. Marrying Downton? She had never dared to think about it.
"Where do you live? I'll take you home!"
After dinner, it was already dark, and Downton had to send the two girls home.
"It's such a wonderful night. It would be such a waste to go home and sleep now. How about going to the garden?"
Lorraine suggested.
"Then go to the Holy Court. You probably don't know that the Holy Crown Lily is the most beautiful under the starry night!"
Saint Lily ordered the coachman.
"All right!"
Downton didn't expect that the saint would actually agree. A person like her should be very busy at ordinary times, but she actually stayed with him for a whole day.
"Ah, can I go?"
As the place where the Miracle Saint was born and grew up, the Holy Court ruins on Versailles Street are the most famous tourist attractions in Saint Laurent. However, it closes at seven o'clock every day. Even members of the royal family are not qualified to ask for the door to be opened. Because of this habit,
It was passed down from the age of saints.
"Of course!"
Saint Lily is the current saint. Her extraordinary and noble status allows her to go anywhere in this world.
