Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1305 Imperial Administration and Compromise (Part 1)

If you ask a girl in the 21st century, do you like boys to shave and grow beards, most of them still think that shaving will look refreshing. If you don’t take care of your beard after you’ve grown your beard, it will look very sloppy. The wanderers don’t shave.

  But if the beard is carefully taken care of, it will look very stylish, at least Georgiana is not that difficult to accept a man with a beard.

  Severus doesn’t grow a beard and doesn’t take care of his hair seriously. All this is to save time and do something important to him.

  Peacock Malfoy did not stay, but that was because he wanted to maintain a handsome appearance. Although he spent less time dressing up than Narcissa, he was definitely much more than ordinary men.

  Because of the fun, she helped Severus shave once, but it was not good. He didn't shave it again by herself. Later, she was so self-aware that she didn't shave him again.

  It was a seemingly simple thing, but it was very difficult to actually operate. She would rather choose the magic razor to give Severus as a birthday present.

  Now that Polioni wants her to shave him as a birthday gift, the straight razor in her hand is so sharp that it can easily cut his throat.

But her eyes are like a mirror, reflecting his face that is almost irrelevant to words such as majestic and mighty. If he appears on a university campus, others will treat him as a student or a teaching assistant. Connect him with the term emperor, a term representing feudal oppressive rulers.

  His eyes are like picture frames with only her shadow inside.

  The definition of the word masculine charm, she has always believed that it has nothing to do with vanity. The nobles of the Bourbon royal family not only shaved the beard on their faces, but also had the habit of applying powder.

   Bonaparte was the same as them before he gained power, but he always didn't make good use of it, and he was probably ridiculed by others. Later, he simply didn't make enough for his expedition to Italy.

  But his makeup case is still there, and his shaving supplies are stored in it. She must first wash his face with soap to soften the beard, and then shave it in the direction of the growth of the beard.

  This hand strength can't be heavy, it can't be light. If it is heavy, it will scratch his face, and if it is light, it will not shave cleanly. It is said that someone wrote a booklet specifically for shaving.

  She can only do one way, and she seems to be very rusty. What should he do if he goes out with an unshaven face?

   "Otherwise, I will help you get the mirror, and you will do it yourself." She shaved halfway and gave up.

   "No." Napoleoni held her waist with a weird smile and said, "Go on."

   "Do you plan to spend the day on dressing up? What about your job?" She threatened, "Do you want to be a pleasure-seeking ruler?"

  The ambiguous and tense atmosphere was suddenly shattered.

  He forced himself to wake up from the mist caused by the hot water, asked her to stand up from his lap, and called the male servant in angrily.

   "I can also help you hold the mirror." She protested in a low voice.

   "Get out!"

  So she left his bedroom triumphantly like a successful prank.

  Adding servants means finding something for them to do. Marie Antoinette has many servants, and God knows how much time she spends on dressing up every day.

  She can't bear a large group of people around her, one person holding only one thing in his hand, it makes her feel more uncomfortable than losing her freedom.

  The retired soldiers wandering on the streets are essentially the same as those exiled servants. They lack social survival skills, and the battlefield and court are very special environments.

  It feels wonderful to dominate his life and death at will, but she doesn't want to make people feel that the people who have been with her will end up miserably, and there is nowhere to go without her and the palace.

  She still thinks it’s time to build a greenhouse, but instead of growing roses, it’s herbs from all over the world.

  This is her job, not to mention the fact that it takes a lot of manpower to prepare the nursery. Improving the soil is not an easy job, so that the agronomists can enter the "harem".

  The people who walked out of her are talents that everyone is vying for, just like those servants who have been in the court, they have all become etiquette teachers.

She is not interested in overly cumbersome etiquette, but she also feels that it is disrespectful for people to have no manners. Muggles in the 21st century have long stopped kissing hands. Severus gave him a kiss. The ugly guy shined in front of the Japanese girl.

  She really didn’t know whether it was a coincidence or a fate. The plant is also called "Old Man’s Beard", and this medicine is a herbal medicine from the East.

  Napoleon said that he often had a dream full of romance and epic. She felt that this dream felt that way.

  Her birthday flower is the Welsh poppy, and the flower language is the flower of heaven. He gave the opium wine to the soldiers who had the Black Death, and they finally went to death in a heavenly hallucination.

  Marian Antovette’s small living room is next to the study of the first ruling office. He often stays in it. The ghost of the decapitated queen accompanies him. Death can wake up people who are addicted to hallucinations, but is it true?

  Pomona once despised those nobles who were immersed in entertainment and pleasure, and did not want to wake up from that illusion. I thought they were like people who grew up watching the shadows on the cave as Plato said, and didn't know how wonderful the outside world was.

  Perhaps this concept needs to be changed. What they see is a colorful world and they are unwilling to go back to the cave to remind those prisoners who are still looking at the shadows.

  When she walked to the Hall of Mirrors, she looked at the woman in the mirror.

  Once in the magic mirror of Eris, she saw herself standing with a man. Now she was suddenly not sure what that person looked like and how tall she was.

  In the end, what we love is our own desire, not the person we love.

  As long as she can love her, that person can be anyone.

  How can you forget that man who is so good to you after getting more happiness and satisfaction?

  She is ashamed of her happiness at the moment. The young beauty that human women desire is not what she wants. She even hides it by drinking a compound decoction.

   But without the beauty of the outside, men will not pay attention to the inner beauty of a woman.

  There may be one. His name is Zhuge Liang. In the Eastern world, he is also a figure close to mythology, so he married a wife who is not good looking.

  He may be the same wizard as Merlin, but unfortunately the monarch he serves is really not good, and there are too few combinations of bright kings and talents together.

   "The Peace of Amiens" was torn by the British because of the "unprofitable" peace, but what is the use of her to allow peace to continue in this world?

   "Miss, a guest is here." Sophie said.

  She turned her head to look at Sophie and the "guest" behind her.

   "This is not a guest, Sophie, he is my guardian." Giorgioanna looked at Bishop Caprala and smiled. "Why are you here so early, father?"

  "The first ruler invited me to come, why would I not come?" Caprala smiled and said, "He intends to resume morning prayer?"

   "Because I want to confess." Georgiana said, "There is a chapel here. Let's go there and talk about it."

  "Do you want to have a secret wedding with the Sun King Louis XIV like the Mante Farmer?" Capra La asked.

   "No, father, that is definitely the most shameful thing in the world." Georgiana shook her head firmly. "Let's go."

"As long as you really want to repent, it doesn't matter where you confess." Caplara crossed Sophie and walked to Georgiana's side. "The difference between you and an ordinary woman is that we come to you, not you go to church to find us. "

   "I can't make a cross."

   "I know." Caplara whispered, "You can treat me as your friend."

   "I feel happy and shameful now." She almost collapsed and said, "I like my life very much, but I can't... I want to fight for the honor of my husband. I am not afraid to die. I..."

"You are in love with two men, and you want them to live together peacefully, just like a man with multiple wives, hoping that they live together peacefully for themselves." Caplara interrupted her. "Peace, Georgiana, you should Think of peace instead of always thinking about war."

   "I hate this!" she gritted her teeth and said violently.

  "Don't refuse the call of God." Caprala said, "Do you want to listen to my sermon?"

   "I will read that book myself." She said coldly, "When will the nuns come?"

  Caprara laughed.

"what's so funny?"

  "Why do you think the Virgin Mary smiles at the corpse of the Son?" Caplara asked.

   "Because she feels that she has a brave son and she is proud of him."

   "That's why I laugh."

   "I didn't do anything worthy of your pride." She said painfully.

  "This is Europa. The heroes will fight for Helen. I heard that a young man proposed to you yesterday. How are you thinking about it, daughter?" Caprara asked like a competent guardian.

  She was confused again.

  She was like a bad woman. She found an excuse to call Napoleon over here and then went to talk to him and talked about love. She didn't do anything serious.

  "Who are you thinking about now?" Caplara asked.

   "Leon," she said.

   "Who is Leon?"

   "Napolioni's mother called him that."

   "I probably know your weight in his heart." Caprala said softly, "Do you want Leon to be the king of Sparta or the prince of Troy?"

  She stubbornly shook her head, "Prince Troy is an incompetent ruler in the eyes of Poseidon. He turned his back in the Trojan War."

   "Daughter, the church does not believe in Poseidon."

   "But Rome has a wishing pool, and the sculpture of the wishing pool is Poseidon."

   "Hahaha." Caprara laughed, "You haven't been to Rome, how do you know so much?"

   "The Trevi Fountain is a famous attraction, I have heard of it."

   "So what about the sculpture of the Virgin and the Child? How did you perceive that she was smiling?"

  She couldn’t answer this question, she couldn’t say that she saw it from the photo.

   "I dreamed of it." She said nonsense.

   "No wonder he will be crazy about you." Caprala sighed and said, "It is lucky to be able to sleep peacefully in your arms."

  "Can you put a copy of the sculpture of the Virgin and the Child in Paris?"

   "I think you need to persuade Honourable Bonaparte not to bring the original work to Paris. You know his character."

  She opened her eyes so incredible.

"You know that a man is willing to get everything for his beloved woman and present it in front of her." Caprala smiled and said, "It's strange, I don't feel angry at all, although his request is very Brutal and rude."

  She wanted to go back and teach him so that he wouldn't want to grab any good things, but she felt that it might be too bold to go back and teach the "emperor".

  "Why not let him sculpt a sculpture of the Virgin in your image?" Caprala asked.

   "Have you seen my Virgin Mary who is so unscrupulous?" she said angrily.

"You just think it is to avoid a little dispute, let him do that." Caprara urged, "If the kingdom of heaven cannot be realized on the earth, just use another method. If the first ruling party has an idea, it must , You are not happy if you let him not finish him."

  She thinks there is something in Caprala's words.

"It’s from you whether Lord Bonaparte will become Caesar or Anthony. It was a good thing to build the canal, but it was questioned because of your identity." A British spy sent to use the wealth of France."

   "It's ridiculous!"

   "It's not ridiculous." Caprara said solemnly, "30 million francs is not a small amount. The war reparations in a country are not that large, and it is enough for the Senate and the Senate to fight over this."

  "Why didn't they make a noise when they took a bribe of 10 million francs from Venice." Georgiana said contemptuously.

   "That's why I advise you to sculpt. The simplest method is often the most effective."

  A woman like her is still a Virgin? She was too shameless to agree.

  "Think about it." Caprara shook his head. "It's incredible. How can such a simple thing be so difficult."

   "I feel the same way." She whispered, thinking about the feel of shaving him just now, she thought she could practice.

  Does he mind if she shaves other men? She couldn't wait to know his reaction.

  (End of this chapter)