Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1283 Young Master Dandy

  If Napoleon is the kind of attractive person, then Joseph Bonaparte is very handsome, plus his height, is definitely a handsome man.

  As a silk merchant, it is not surprising that he appeared on this occasion. He felt a little more relieved in Georgian, at least she was not responsible for making mistakes.

  After the French Revolution, European men's clothing has undergone tremendous changes. There is no high-end fabrics such as lace, but exquisite tailoring is replaced.

  Napoleon's clothes are mainly high-collar shirts, and Lucien, as a literati, wears a bow tie with a wide tie.

  When she danced at the Paris Opera for the first time, she felt that Lucien’s bow tie looked familiar. Now that she looked at the clothes of the British fellows, she suddenly realized where she had seen it.

  Severus’s collar was not from the Victorian era, but from the Regency era. She helped choose his wide bow tie.

  The men's trousers in the Regency era are made of silk fabric for formal occasions, which is produced in Lyon, France, in addition to Italy. Napoleon wanted to dump silk from France and Italy to Britain, and Britain also wanted to dump low-grade agricultural products such as cotton, not cotton, to France.

In addition, there are clothes, blankets and shawls made of wool. Corsicans did not say whether wool shawls could be accepted, but Giorgioanna thought it was better not to accept them. She smiled and said that she was allergic to wool and declined the gifts from the villagers. .

  These young boys from the upper class of London are very curious about Miss Giorgioanna. After all, Honourable Bonaparte appears very solemn and serious on most occasions. It is hard to see that he also has a hobby of winning wives.

  This is not the same as the British Regent marrying a widow, and he also allowed Georgian to live in the Rambouillet Castle, allowing her to be open to meeting guests, all of which met the "faint king" standard.

  Many people compare Napoleon to Caesar. He also has a little Cleopatra in Egypt, but she has been forgotten, and now no one knows where she is.

  It is a good thing for a businessman to have such a talkable woman in the "harem".

  French people mainly drink coffee, but coffee is not grown in France. The coffee tariff in the colony has been raised in the Trianon Amnesty. If you want to drink coffee, you need to pay more. There are women who drink black tea in the imperial palace, and so can the folks. As for the sales volume, it depends on the negotiation table. In this way, even if wool and cotton lose money, they can earn back in tea. Tea is a hugely profitable industry.

  Although tea picking, management of tea hills, and baking all require labor, slavery has eliminated this cost.

  Anyway, Georgiana entertains the guests with black tea, Lord Bonaparte. There are sugar, cheese and the recently popular "Forest Pie" food on the coffee table. The chefs in the kitchen not only researched the main course, but also researched and invented desserts. The chocolate pecan pie with black tea tastes very good, although not as representative of France as macarons, the British young masters are as happy as they eat.

  She didn’t see the "adults". It is estimated that they are now negotiating with the French customs and anti-smuggling department. The social entertainment she thought was terrible was unexpectedly relaxed. She only needs to hide behind Joseph and keep smiling.

  And Joseph and them talked about the banquet. They were very curious about how the French banquet was played.

  Napoleon Bonaparte was already the **** of war on the battlefield when he was about the same age as them. Only after comparing them did she discover how precocious Leon was.

  There is a lot of difference between children who grow up in trouble and those who grow up in good times.

She thought about her heart alone, and after a while, she realized that someone was looking at her. It was a boy with the same poetic temperament as Louis. He had a big nose like Severus, and his chin had a hollow, but he had no hair. That long, the eyes are brown.

  "Who are you?" Joseph asked suddenly.

  The young man didn't pay attention at first, but it was only when his companion hit him that he realized that Joseph asked himself, and he shifted his gaze from Georgian to Joseph.

   "Wordsworth, sir, William Wordsworth." The young man replied in French.

  "What do you do?" Joseph asked kindly.

   "I am a poet." Wordsworth said.

   "I'm asking you, what is your job? What is your livelihood?" Joseph asked again.

  "His father is a lawyer." A companion replied, "He used to study in Cambridge and was very interested in the revolution in your country."

   "This revolution represents the perfection of humanity." Wordsworth said immediately, "I admire a hero like Lord Bonaparte."

  Napoleon Bonaparte is the "King Killer"...

  Georgiana couldn't help but laugh. She seemed to understand that the poet would come to France.

  She thought that Joseph would ask what works Wordsworth had written, but he avoided the topic and continued to talk about the dance partner with the young masters.

  For the time being, regardless of the character of these noble sons, just looking at the appearance is very good, after all, young people have a big advantage, maybe after this banquet, exotic love will develop.

  Different countries will have different customs and habits. Curiosity will make both men and women take the first step. It is better to have a good-looking appearance than to look annoying.

  She seems to understand the purpose of these brats coming to France.

The maids from the Grand Trianon were very beautiful. Napoleon liked these blonde and slender girls. The eyes of those princes would occasionally look at them. She suddenly hoped that Napoleon could see one or two maids, so she You can hate him.

  He hoped that she would take good care of the wounded soldiers, and also repaired the canal to improve the water supply problem in Paris, although the canal was to realize the Rome of his dream.

  He is a man who loves cleanliness, but he does very dirty work, but there are some tasks that must be done by someone, just like someone must go to shovel the dung mountain outside Paris.

  When he was only 30 years old, he wanted to retire. Others’ age was when they were starting a career, but he didn’t seem to be talking nonsense.

The original purpose of clothes is to conceal the body, but in the end, people aroused curiosity, wanting to see what the body looks like underneath the clothes. The Greeks advocated not wearing clothes, which put an end to imagination. Bonaparte's figure Not perfect, there are moss on the body.

  But he knows that Shakespeare’s poem is not easy for a pragmatic French dictator.

  It would be painful for a person who studied literature to look at physics, and it would be painful for a person who studied physics to read poetry, but he at least went to see Shakespeare and realized the hint of her dressing up as an oil painting.

  She felt that she was appreciated as a work of art, although the one who admired her was a robber.

"What are you thinking?"

  She blinked.

   "What are you thinking?" Napoleon Bonaparte asked again.

"How did you come?"

  "What are you thinking?" He asked again.

   "Say okay first, you can't laugh at me."

  He nodded.

   "Light! Light! Don't be obsessed with the angle." She learned the way she was when she commanded the painter at St. Luke's Palace last time.

  He understood at once "Do you want to play again?"

   "Do you want to see that picture? Except for the Mona Lisa." She said "I hate that woman."

   "Can I ask why?"

   "She attracted your attention, are you still hanging her in the bedroom now?"

  He sighed, looking in a bad mood.

   "Something happened?" Georgiana asked.

  The last time Leon suddenly appeared during the tea party, and all the accompanying guests had left. This time he drove the guests away.

   "The Pope's envoy was kidnapped." He said blankly, "Did your husband do it?"

  She opened her mouth in surprise.

   "And that kid just now, what are you staring at him for?"

"what?"

   "What Joseph told me, are you also an unruly woman?"

  She thought for a while, and suddenly understood.

   "I like dead poets." She patted the back of his hand and said, "I won't be like other girls, because a love poem will forget about it."

   "He is not handsome, why are you staring at him?" he asked reluctantly.

   "You first say you are not angry."

  He endured a bit, and nodded with a flat mouth.

   "Mr. Wordsworth looks like Severus."

  The Corsican who promised not to get angry immediately stood up.

"If the banner in a man's heart is not easily shaken to make you respect, then women don't dislike the poor and love the rich, shouldn't they also deserve your respect?" Georgiana said boldly, "You didn't abandon Josephine just because you became great, I Nor can we abandon Severus because there is a better choice."

   "Even if you say that I won, I'm still upset. It's so important to come first?"

  She thought of Joseph and the story in the Bible. Jager used a strategy to take away Esau’s birthright. She originally thought that the eldest son's right was not a big deal. After the hereditary system collapsed, the eldest son's right was also abolished. The second and illegitimate children can also have the right to inherit part of their father's estate.

  What if she met Napoleon first instead of Severus?

  Maybe she will turn a blind eye to him just like the women who have no eyesight.

  There is often a Maxima, but Bo Le does not often have it. She is not a Bo Le. Maybe there is a big man in the future among the young people just now.

   "I think I am a good person." Georgiana said, "I don't want to continue to fall."

  "Do you think I want to?" He asked rhetorically.

   "Your brother looks good."

  "Can you stop talking about this topic?" he said almost imploringly.

   "What do you want to talk about?"

  He was stunned.

   "I can pretend to be a portrait, you just look at me and don't say anything."

   "Can you pretend to be Maria?"

  She doesn't feel like a Virgin, she is a light-year away from the Virgin.

  "Have you ever been to Rome, have you seen Michelangelo's Virgin and Child?"

   "I have seen it."

  "I saw a work imitating that sculpture in the Golden Palace in Venice. Although it looks like a god, I don’t feel the charm of the original work."

   "Have you been to Rome?"

"No."

   "Then how do you know the charm of the original work?"

   "Have you been to Frankfurt?"

  He stopped talking.

"I saw the Virgin smiling." Pomona said. "Normal women would cry when their son died, but Maria was smiling. I wondered why she had such an expression, and then I came to a conclusion. ."

  She pinched his Greek nose "Because she has a brave son."

   "Do you want me to die like him?" he said fearfully.

"That was not what I meant."

   "I was just thinking what would happen without you? I will definitely not be happy, but I will be much simpler than now."

   "I know." She held his big head "If I didn't touch love, I would be a lot easier."

   "Josephine always tells me death, do you want to tell me death too?"

  For an ordinary girl who loves luxurious life, Napoleon’s world is indeed terrible.

  "How about a drink?" She said boldly, "Let us get drunk."

  Napoleon said nothing, as if he did not agree with it.

   "Sophie! Bring us some wine!" she shouted outside.

   "Are you a drunk?" He rubbed the bridge of his nose and smiled.

   "I used to have a drink with a girl while watching the scenery of Venice. She later caused me a lot of trouble."

"What's up with her?"

  "She said that I missed my mouth. My husband knew that I wanted to get a divorce. Later, we were going to explore a place. He knew that I was the kind of person who would remain calm at a critical moment. Before leaving, he said he agreed to the divorce.

  He gradually opened his eyes.

   "We went through life and death, but we didn't have a divorce. I was divorced and had an affair. I was really a terrible woman." She smiled and shook her head, "I don't pretend to be a Virgin, think about other things."

   "I'm only responsible for admiring, you can think about it slowly." He sat on the sofa where the brother-in-law was sitting, and put his riding boots on the coffee table, looking very arrogant.

   "I can be your mother at my age, Leon, I don't think I can give you a baby." She said softly, "Please don't bully Josephine that much."

   "I know you have a sense of measure, and soon we may send troops again." He said indifferently.

   "Prussia?"

  He shook his head.

"Milan is a very rich city. The walled city is good and the food supply is sufficient. The Austrian emperor sent a prince there to be the governor. However, although the Austrians have ruled there for a long time, except for a few nobles, they are among the people. Don’t let people stay, because they have a gloomy personality and rude behavior. Grand Duke Ferdinand is neither likable nor respected. Everyone condemns him for being greedy for money and fortune, and his reputation is discredited. We are very popular in that place. Freedom and acceptance The respected French people all over the world are bringing glorious peace to all of Europe." He smiled and rubbed the tip of his nose. "I need to build a road to Milan. This road is very difficult to build. I have to hollow out the Alps. Money alone is not enough, I still need a slave."

  She suddenly remembered the pardon of Trianon Palace that the young masters just said.

   "You want to send troops to the colony?"

   "You have also benefited from Britain, why are you so serious?"

   She sighed and realized that the big head in front of her was not a savior.

   "Do you think I am dirty?" He stared into her eyes and said.

"I chose the truth instead of happiness. The things you said made me realize that my affair is a trivial matter, and Severus will forgive me." She smiled and shook her head. "In fact, the adventurous place we went to It is also related to the French. During the Spanish Throne War, an army got lost while rushing to the battlefield and broke into a maze designed by a dark wizard in the Alps. They killed the monsters inside."

   "Why do I think you are making up a story?"

   "I also think you are making up a story. If you want a slave, you can go to the British to buy it. Why do you have to play?"

   "I don't want to defile your soul anymore." Napoleon said wearily.

"We wizards also have slaves. Such slaves are called house elves. Most elves choose to obey. Even if someone wakes them up and asks them to fight for freedom, they treat those people in a bad way, for example, not cleaning them. health."

  Napoleon smiled.

   "Do what you think is right, Leon, true equality between people may only be in the presence of God, but before Judgment Day arrives, you must first go and get the Pope's envoy back."

   "I hope he can insist on the divorce." He whispered, "Why doesn't he insist on it?"

  She couldn’t answer this question.

   "You were not awake when I got up. In addition to what I said just now, I still want to tell you that I had a great time last night. Did you feel happy?"

  She still did not answer.

   "You don't need to tell me the answer." He smiled, put his leg off the coffee table, then stood up and said, "Because I can feel it!"

  She was so angry that she wanted to curse, but she still didn't say anything.

   "Miss, do you want more wine?" Sophie said timidly, holding the bottle.

  She looked at this beautiful girl with a horrified expression, which is not the case in the 21st century.

   "Come and walk with me," she said.

   "Should I call someone else?" Sophie asked.

   "No, just me and you." She took Sophie's arm. "It's better to be simple."

  (End of this chapter)