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0每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。少年达达尼昂独闯巴黎，与三位火枪手结为生死兄弟，为守护王后荣誉历险伦敦，以"人人为我，我为人人"的誓言书写传奇。
To become a musketeer, you need three things, a sword, a brave heart, and a secret code
D'Artagnan set out with only the first, never knowing the other two were waiting for him
D'Artagnan climbed onto his old yellow horse, bid his mother farewell, and left Gascony behind
His father had given him a sword and a letter of introduction
He was heading to Paris, to become one of the king's musketeers
The young man cracked his whip, ambition hidden in the rising dust
He stopped at the town of Meung, where he ran into a gentleman in black
The man mocked his old horse, laughing without restraint
D'Artagnan drew his sword and charged, only to be knocked to the ground with a single blow
His sword broke in two, and the letter of introduction was stolen
Covered in mud, the young man gritted his teeth and rose to his feet
He'd never forget that face, that mocking laugh
The man was Rochefort, the cardinal's right-hand man
D'Artagnan went to see Monsieur de Treville, captain of the musketeers
Without the letter, the captain was only half convinced
Then through the window, he spotted Rochefort and bolted out the door
He crashed into Athos, hurting the man's wounded shoulder
He bumped into Porthos, tearing off the fake golden shoulder strap
He ran into Aramis, scattering a pile of manuscripts across the floor
All three men challenged him to a duel, all at once
The first duel was set in the monastery's backyard
His opponent was Athos, cold as ice
Just as D'Artagnan drew his sword, the cardinal's guards stormed in
Porthos and Aramis arrived as well
Three duels turned into a fierce battle, three against five
The young man turned and stood with the musketeers
The four of them fought together and drove back the cardinal's guards
That day, they became brothers in arms
All for one, and one for all
Four swords crossed together as one
D'Artagnan rented a room in Paris
He met his young and beautiful landlady
Her name was Constance, the queen's personal maid
The queen had secretly given her diamond studs to the Duke of Buckingham
The cardinal learned of this and set a trap
He asked the king to throw a ball for the queen
And demanded she wear the diamond studs to the event
The studs were far away in London, and the queen was helpless
Constance came to D'Artagnan in tears, begging for his help
Without a word, the young man saddled his horse and set off
He'd ride to London, to bring back those studs
Athos and the other two joined him on the journey
The cardinal's men hunted them down, laying ambushes along the way
Athos was shot and collapsed at a roadside inn
Porthos was trapped in a post station
Aramis was wounded and left behind to recover at an inn
Only D'Artagnan kept running, racing toward the port of Calais
A woman was hot on his heels
Her name was Milady, the cardinal's secret weapon
She was beautiful as a serpent, with the brand of a fleur-de-lis on her wrist
She caught up with him, pretending to be friendly
D'Artagnan saw through her trick, and crossed the sea that very night
Milady's men reached the harbor, but the ship had already sailed
D'Artagnan arrived in London, and rode straight to Buckingham Palace
The duke recognized the token, and handed over the diamond studs
Two of the diamonds had already been stolen by the cardinal's men
The duke had them restored overnight, with new diamonds set in place
D'Artagnan took the studs and rode back to Paris
He changed horses, but never stopped, riding day and night
On the night of the ball, the young man burst through the palace gates
He placed the studs in the queen's hands
Twelve diamonds, not a single one missing
The queen wore the studs, and appeared at the ball in all her splendor
The cardinal was speechless, his plan had failed
The queen smiled at the young man
Constance wept in the shadows
Milady was imprisoned in an English castle
She pretended to be pious and repentant, winning the trust of her guard
Felton set her free, and even agreed to assassinate the duke for her
The Duke of Buckingham fell in his own palace, his robes stained with blood
Milady fled back to France, and hid herself in a convent
She found Constance, and offered her a cup of poisoned wine
Constance drank the poisoned wine, and died in the young man's arms
D'Artagnan's eyes turned red, he drew his sword and charged into the night
The four brothers reunited, to hunt down the serpent woman
Aramis disguised himself as a priest, and listened to her final confession
Athos revealed the proof of his former wife's crimes, every word a blade
The executioner swung his axe, the fleur-de-lis stained with blood
The four stood in silence by the river, their swords had tasted revenge
D'Artagnan knelt down, and received the commission
Even the cardinal had come to recognize his courage
He was made lieutenant of the musketeers
That old sword, had finally found its home
He looked up, Athos was smiling at him from across the street
Porthos raised his glass in the tavern, Aramis closed his bible
Four swords, four hearts, one city of Paris
