Harry Potter Morning Light

Chapter 1470 "Leather Goods"

All herders know that if there are too many marks of whiplash on an animal's hide, it will not sell for a high price.

Care must also be taken when skinning big cats such as lions and leopards, otherwise the resulting specimens will not be lifelike enough to sell to a local museum.

But there are many traces of whipping on the slaves' backs, and the "master" can dispose of them as he pleases.

Introduced by Talleyrand, Richpons, the general who replaced him in Guadeloupe, also contracted yellow fever and was dying of the disease. He wrote a letter and wanted to return home. There was a heroic resistance by the anti-slavery army. They were threatened by the French army and blew themselves up with gunpowder.

Guadeloupe is also in the Caribbean Sea. Even if Napoleon wanted to withdraw his troops, he would not withdraw to the island of Barbados that Portugal lent him.

There is no slavery in Britain, but the colonies still exist, especially those islands, but most British people don't know this. On the contrary, slavery still exists in the United States because it was originally a British colony.

It is impossible to restore slavery in areas where slavery has been abolished. They have already done things like self-explosion. What else are they afraid to do?
But Bonaparte must also take into account the interests of slave owners and plantation owners. The Poles have clearly refused to carry out the order. If they continue to force them, they may turn against them. After all, most people have conscience.

She is annoyed by this, but she has to compromise, she can only advise Bonaparte that slavery should not be restored where slavery has been abolished, and that where slavery has not been abolished should be considered in the long run, and she will not advise Bonaparte Take British advice to borrow from Baring Brothers.

She still remembered the Suez Canal, and the Pasha who wanted to build Egypt better. After so many laborers died in Egypt, it took force to get back the ownership of the canal.He just thinks about the grand blueprint, but forgets to send labor to build roads, so no one will farm the land, and he will not be able to develop the agriculture he dreamed of. France, which has just ended its turmoil, is not yet free to engage in public affairs without restraint. The point of engineering.

The vast majority of civilians are content with having a job, and compare each other's income. Originally, the steel industry could create a lot of job opportunities, but the current French steel industry is not on a large scale, far inferior to Britain during the industrial revolution.

This shows how much time was wasted by those nobles who held balls in Versailles all day long and didn't care about world affairs.

Annoying, but still had to face it, Georgiana eventually went to St. Luke's Palace, where Josephine lived.

The etiquette here is almost the same as that in Versailles. Many men wore stockings. Fortunately, they did not wear wigs or powder, and wore ceremonial swords on their waists. When they saw Georgiana appearing, they couldn't help but keep their eyes on her.

She smiled at those people, and then went to her office decorated in an Indian style. This time she didn't bring any maids, not even Madame Montesquieu, so she had to make tea by herself.

After waiting for a long time, her first guest appeared. After knocking on the door, Madame Secu from the Women's Association opened the double doors and came in. She frowned like Madame Montesquieu.

"Good morning." Georgiana greeted very "Britishly".

Madame de Secu, holding up her skirt, curtsied to Georgiana.

"Madame," said Madame de Secu, in soft French, "please help those poor women."

"I thought you and Madame Bonaparte were responsible for this."

"It's not enough to just give them bread." Mrs. Secu said sadly, "Many of them are temporary workers. Even a job that costs 8 sous a day is not always available. They have to pay the rent every month, and they have children to pay. Well, I know a lady who owes seventy-five francs in rent and will be thrown out if she doesn't pay."

Georgiana felt it was necessary to build a shelter for women and children.

"There is a vacant house at 25 Cardinal Road, Lemuva. You can go to the Charity Association to collect some of the money, arrange beds and dining rooms there, and give the homeless women a place to stay first." Georgiana thought. After thinking about it, he said, "Military family is preferred."

"I heard that Charles Garnier had a proposal to give 600 francs a year to widows."

"Where did you hear that?" Georgiana said deadpan.

"My husband is in Parliament, and many people think that giving money to widows will increase consumption."

"They may also save their money, and the budget of 3800 million francs is too high." Georgiana said deadpan.

"How about we organize donations?" Mrs. Secu said quickly, "I know many generals are willing to donate."

Georgiana was weighing the pros and cons when the double doors opened again, and the First Consul appeared before her, boots on his feet.

"You must go," Georgiana said to Madame Sécou.

Madame de Secuu curtsied to Georgiana and left the office in silence.

She also closed the door when she left, which was really thoughtful and thoughtful.

"What were you talking about?" he said in a rough voice.

"Talk about women's shelters, and organize fundraising." Georgiana automatically felt that she walked to the sofa where he was sitting. "I also think that sending money to women can promote liquidity and allow other industries to follow suit."

He took her hand and made her sit on his lap, and then he put his nose to her chest, inhaling her scent, as if he was going to "eat".

She allowed him to relax for a while, then straightened his head with both hands, forcing his eyes to be on her.

"Don't take the money the British give you, no matter how badly you need it now." She said seriously. "How are you talking with the Jews?"

"Not yet." He said meekly, "What do you think of those two houses?"

"I'm going to use Scotch College as a women's shelter, just decided." She pinched his Greek nose. "I haven't figured out what to do with the apartment of the Duke of Burgundy?"

"You don't plan to build a school?"

"I think the school should be built away from people, like the one I used to have."

"I think so too," he said with a smile. "I'm going to build a cavalry school in Saint-Germain, and I'm going to build a school for non-commissioned officers in Fontainebleau."

"I don't want to be the principal of Condorcet Middle School." She said seriously, "Being the principal is exhausting enough."

His hand stroked back and forth behind her, "I'm tired too, how about we rest for a while?"

"Didn't you just rest at lunch time?"

"When I first arrived in Paris, I studied astronomy for a while. How about we go to the planetarium to see the stars tonight?"

She thought about it "Didn't you say you don't need a telescope to look at the stars?"

"I really haven't used it." He touched her thigh. "I've only seen astrology charts."

"Then we shall be returning to Paris," she said softly.

"The stars can be seen anywhere, how about the house in the Grand Trianon Palace? I put a warship in it."

"Who do you think I am?" she said sternly.

"Your appearance fills my heart." His eyes were shining, and he said nervously, "Being separated from you makes me feel like a thirsty person in the desert. Seeing you is like seeing an oasis."

"You agreed to withdraw the troops?"

He sobered up a little and didn't answer.

"Find an excuse to shirk?" She asked again.

"Maybe the water in this oasis was poisoned." He said dully, and let her go.

"No one wants to be a slave, Leon, you can say that you have no intention of restoring slavery. It is a lie told by Toussaint Louverture for his own ambition." Georgiana said calmly, "To Santo Domingo and the slave citizenship of Guadeloupe, as French overseas departments."

"Why don't you tell me when I want advice?" he said sullenly.

"I think this is what makes me annoying. I don't speak sweet words to make people happy. Instead, I remind others to be restrained when they are happy." She gently pinched his ears, "But I still hope you can win, I I want to see the different world you create."

He looked like he was about to cry.

"I know that men sometimes need to be forced, such as what Diodora did when Chastiny wanted to escape, but this time I don't think it can be done. Those officers who surrendered are using the expeditionary force to eradicate dissidents for Dusan. You Let me take care of those widows, I'm doing it, have you protected your soldiers?"

"What do you think is going to be done?" he said calmly.

"In addition to Guadeloupe, France also has a colony in Martinique, which was returned to France by Britain according to the Treaty of Amiens. Slavery on this island is still preserved, and no slave rebellion has occurred. If you keep the news, an expeditionary force can go there to rest, and the slavery there can still be temporarily maintained." Georgiana said, "But you have to let those slave owners understand that this is the general trend, just like the restoration of the Bourbon dynasty is impossible. , I walked all the way just now, I thought I was in Versailles, you can’t let Marie Antoinette’s headmaid do whatever she wants! For God’s sake, silk stockings are for women.”

"They are free to wear what they want." Bonaparte asked her to stand up, and then stood up himself. "I only wear boots when I am riding."

Georgiana looked at his boots.

"Want to kiss it?" he asked sarcastically.

She pursed her lips, but didn't hit him.

The man's face is also leather, and it is too thin to withstand a beating.

So he stomped his feet hard, as if the soles of the shoes were his toes.

Instead of continuing to tease her, he smiled sarcastically, turned and left.

"Bastard." She muttered under her breath.

"Remember to wear stockings," he said loudly before opening the door to leave. "I don't like seeing women wear boots."

She stared at the door that opened and closed, and threw things on the table casually, but of course no one hit it, it was a waste of effort.

(End of this chapter)