"is that so."

What scared the Marquis of Lafayette was that after hearing this, his dear mother did not faint immediately, nor scream, nor was she hysterical... Anyway, he thought there was no reaction, and he thought that the Marquis of Lafayette did not understand what he meant, or deliberately did not understand it - ladies often used this method to avoid embarrassment and facts that they were unwilling to accept.

He waited for a while in fear and fear, and then he realized that the Marquis's calmness was not pretending or unresponsive.

"Oh." she said.

"Don't you... object?" asked the Marquis of Lafayette. You should know that although the British and French had people who married Indians, French merchants were even more keen on being matchmakers on both sides. One side told the Indians that if he married your daughter, you don't have to worry about them lowering the price; the other side said to the French, do you want to see the best fur placed at the entrance of the acquisition station regularly and at the same time, marry the chief's daughter!

There are many engagements reached in this way.

But these French and British were the most ordinary civilians, soldiers at the bottom, or businessmen without wealth. They did not mind the skin color of their wives and daughters, and they were very concerned about the quality of gold coins. The people above didn't care what they were going to do, and sometimes they would intentionally promote it.

But for aristocrats like the Marquis of Lafayette, the significance is very different. In Britain and France, no, it should be said that any monarchy in this era had a clear distinction between classes and marriages that transcend class-unless otherwise would not be recognized - or in other words, the king's concession was recognized only on the legal level, in their class, these illegal marriages were like skinned frogs, naked and without any concealment.

For example, Duke Motmal insisted on marrying an unidentified woman. Even with the king's canonization, the duchess rarely appeared in public and had never even entered the Palace of Versailles. Even if her daughter Madame Montespan became the king's royal wife, people would only call her husband's surname and title, rather than her nominal father, Duke Motmal.

The king's favorite Mary Mancini did not even get the title or salary of the royal wife - although she and the king just didn't care.

There is also the famous "Mrs. Eva, and Baron Ferne. She got the title because she wanted to marry the princess to faraway Prussia. Ferdinand, the eldest son of Cosimo III, was able to publicly pursue her after she obtained the title.

Until now, even at the top of the pyramid, a king still cannot marry a noble daughter below the duke. He can get married. His children, like illegitimate children, have no inheritance rights.

Not to mention that the Indian lady's father was the earl - when it comes to this, the Marquis probably guessed whose daughter this lady was. After all, the two Indian Counts shocked the whole of Paris. She not only saw them, but also talked to them.

But... class alone is enough to make a marriage turn a blind eye to everyone, let alone different races. This is not an ordinary difference. The reddish-brown skin of the Indians is a characteristic that cannot be argued and confused.

The lady glanced at him contemptuously, "I thought it was a man."

"Why do you think so?" Marquis Lafayette, who had also galloped in the fireworks and willow alleys and was undefeated in a hundred battles, subconsciously retorted: "I used to..."

"How was it before?" said the Marquis of the Marquis, "You are not infected with Italian disease, it is God's blessing." She clapped her hands, "But you suddenly settled down as soon as you arrived in Montreal. At that time, I guessed whether you had a loved one, but you never mentioned it to me, so you must be a person who is not easy to say... that," she said kindly: "As far as I know, Montreal had a huge gap in the ratio of men and women before the Irish people began to migrate, and I think you probably wouldn't like those... ladies."

She has seen illustrations and descriptions in the newspapers - I won't say how bad Montreal was in the first few years. Under the difficult living conditions, the fragile little flowers will soon wither, leaving only strong bears and tigers - it's not intentionally despising those respectable mothers and wives, but when you see them, the first thought is this.

All the wandering girls in Montreal are good at setting up tents with bare hands in the snowstorm...

As for the Indians, the Marquis had to admit that she had not expected that she was a person who likes reading and writing, which meant that she would not only focus on her family and children like some women. After the Indian whirlwind in Paris, people were also curious about the beliefs, ideas and traditions of another race, and the wife was no exception.

Indians distinguish each other by tribes. Young men and women often only look for spouses in tribes - because there are often wars between tribes, and even if there is no war, the tribe will migrate everywhere with the bison. When Indians choose their future wives and husbands, women should be healthy and hardworking - this is beautiful. Men should be brave, strong, and good at fighting and hunting.

They maintain a primitive loyalty in their nature. Except for a few tribes, one husband has only one wife. If one party unfortunately dies early, the other party will often use a knife to cut open their cheeks and arms to express grief. Until the wound heals and the scars fall off, their pain will be exhausted by time and they will begin to find a new spouse again.

If the two parties have signed a marriage contract longer and have deeper feelings, the living party will even walk into the wilderness alone - this is almost equivalent to suicide.

The Marquis of Lafayette certainly loved her son very much, and she thought he was cute and beautiful with all her mothers, but in this era and place, when ministers would discuss the king's bed matters like state affairs, the royal lady would be an absolute job, with a salary and ranks - she would have no hope for the moral integrity of any French man.

Including her son.

After five years, she could almost certain that her son was looking at the girl sincerely, but the Marquis of Lafayette had been soaked in the large dye vat of Paris for almost twenty years, and was a regular visitor to the Boulogne Woods. "You know that the ladies of the Indians can use knives..." she asked tentatively.

The Marquis Lafayette had a helpless face, "What are you talking about..."

"I'm talking about the French ladies who cannot wait for happiness in their marriage, then they will seek happiness outside of their marriage, but I heard that the Indian ladies have their own way of dealing with them, and they are said to have learned how to gelding from a very young age..."

"Mother!"

"I'm willing to believe you, son," the Marquis of Lafayette finally put away her joking heart, and she stared at her child intently. "You shouldn't be like your father," but the lady had separated from her husband very early. She stretched out her hands and held his face: "Tell me, what do you want to do."

"I want to marry Xiaoxiao, we will stay in the New World, you are with us."

"Where is the territory?"

"Either give it back to Your Majesty or leave it to your younger brother." The Marquis didn't understand how his mother would show a hint of disappointment: "Isn't this good? Mother, I believe I will not be inferior to our ancestors. I can also leave a vast territory for my descendants, and the little falcon does not have to be ridiculed."

"Oh..." said the Marquis despised and sadly: "My good sir, have you ever asked another person about this marriage?"

The Marquis hesitated for a moment, and his mother immediately understood: "Look back and look at the bookshelf behind you, the twelfth book on the right side of the fourth floor, take it out and take a look."

The Marquis obeyed the order and opened the beautifully bound book. It turned out to be a script, the famous story of Lancelot and the witch.

(Note: That is, the greatest desire of women is to determine their own destiny.)

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"Yes, your majesty, I have different ideas from Gilbert (Marquis Lafayette)." said the Falcon.

"Because your love has not hurt anyone, it does not violate ethics, does not harm morality, nor does it come from a deal of interests and political significance." Louis said, smiling in the curious eyes of the girl, "I have been young, longing for pure feelings, children, I know you, and respect you. The tribe of "oxhorns" follows the monogamous system, men should be loyal to their wives, women should be loyal to their husbands, you are equal in marriage, far better than other tribes, and just for love, far better than French or British."

"But even I can't do whatever I want, especially your marriage with the Marquis of Lafayette is the first... The marriage between Indians and whites will be staring at you countless pairs of eyes. Your marriage may even lead to one or two decrees, becoming a support or shackle for later generations, and the impact may last for hundreds of years."

"Will there be such serious consequences?" Xiaoxiao asked: "Chief, your territory is so vast, but your people have a narrow mind."

"It seems that you are not just eyelid." Louis said: "But the first thing we have to do is go back to Versailles."

Xiaoxiao was a beautiful Indian girl and a brave Indian warrior. It was obvious that not only did his mother disagree with the Marquis Lafayette's approach, but even his lover disagrees. Although the Indians were not very interested in the so-called class, socialization and various unspoken rules, as the Marquis said, they could live in Montreal for a long time after marriage - but for Xiaoxiao, this approach was simply as if retreating without a fight, which was shameful.

"Yes, everyone," Louis said to his ministers and generals in his heart: "One day the people will find that they do not need a king."

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Chapter completed!