Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1367 Forever Lover

   "Miss, I didn't lie to you." Matilda cried and said, "I went to monitor Mrs. Bernadotte. I am not lazy."

  Sophie looked at Georgiana with nervous expression.

  Georgiana could not describe her feelings in words.

Bernadotte’s wife is Eugenie Dessley Clayley, Napoleon Bonaparte’s former fiancée. “History” says that he took care of Bernadotte a lot because of Eugenie. It seems that the married Christen is still That Christen.

  Who said Napoleon was dedicated! who is it?

   Bernadotte is now a senator, he did not go to the front line, naturally his family will stay in Paris, and Eugenie will also participate on such a big occasion.

  Napoleon has always been nice to his old lovers, not to mention that Napoleon tore up his marriage contract with Eugenie for Josephine.

  He is apologetic, doesn't he?

   "What did she do?" Georgiana said coldly.

   "Nothing." Matilda wiped away her tears. "She is chatting with other ladies."

  Georgiana never imagined that she would end up like this one day.

  She actually resembles a jealous woman, hating every woman who has a close relationship with him.

   Is she crazy?

  Severus has no such problem in this regard, except for Nacissa Malfoy, who will take care of Draco for the rest of his life because of that unbreakable vow. This was no longer the duty of the godfather, it was more like Naxisha had found another father for Draco.

  She was so angry that she had a headache, and then she sat in a chair with Sophie's help.

  Just now she felt deserted while reading alone. Now that her maids are back, she hopes that they will continue to play outside.

"After a while, if the first ruling comes, you will stop him." After regaining some thinking ability, Georgianna said coldly, "I'm afraid I can't control my emotions. I said or shouldn't do it. , I will definitely regret things in the future, and wait until I calm down."

   "Yes." said the maids, and then left her tent together.

  Wait for them to disappear at the door, Georgiana took out a pen and paper, taking advantage of the inspiration not to disappear, to record what she thought of.

  The income tax in the UK is treated differently according to the income situation. The higher the income, the more you pay. This measure is actually very unpopular.

People are actually more willing to spend money on themselves. She plans to divide Sèvre's porcelain into several grades. The higher the income, the higher the grade that can be bought, and it is even the same as that of other royal families in Europe. Of course The price is also more expensive.

  Porcelain is not like a Rolls-Royce car, which can be driven outside to show off, but it is indispensable for ladies to entertain guests.

  Black Rolls-Royce used to be sold only to nobles and politicians, ordinary rich people can’t buy them even if they have money. She wants to use hunger marketing to get rich people willingly to take out silver coins.

  Consumers have different desires. It has been said in the wealth of nations that all these pursuits for wealth, power, and fame actually serve the purpose? In the final analysis, it is to get the love and approval of others.

  Ordinary people also use porcelain. Georgiana herself can drink black tea with a mug, but when used to entertain uninvited guests, it will attract ridicule from the other party. At this time, the hostess needs a set of expensive and rare tea sets to make the other party more knowledgeable.

  The "Wedding of the Century" by Autens and Louis did not make silk wedding dresses popular. Many French people still use linen for wedding dresses.

  There is also the demand for indigo, and it is obvious that the blue wedding dress is still the mainstream.

It is not so easy to stab Behemoth, especially under the influence of Rousseau’s thoughts. The nobles are now surreptitiously. In the old house, ordinary people can't see it at all. If it weren't for her, she couldn't stand it. She didn't want to go to other people's salons to eat for nothing when she only ate bread and couldn't even eat much meat.

Stealing food seems to have become her habit. This may be because the Hogwarts kitchen is too close to the Badger Yard lounge. It is easy to take things from the house elves. It is almost impossible to expect them to look after the house. possible.

   On the contrary, Kreacher stole a set of tea sets left by the hostess before, and did not give it to Sirius, letting him cheap the Potter’s kid. It really looked like a good house elf.

  The plight of the poor will one day lead to the destruction of the upper class. On this point, the upper class will not believe it.

  She read some old-time documents from the materials provided by the British fellows. These documents contain kind but careless language, which is very dangerous.

  She suffered two losses. For the first time, she rescued Pete Pediru who fell in the snow with a benevolent heart. As a result, she killed her daughter, and even nearly died herself.

  The second time I trusted Bonaparte, who looked very decent, and promised him to go to the river to play in the water.

  Actually, she could treat it as a loss that time, just not interacting with him, she is not an unmarried girl, but then it becomes a certain relationship.

  Louis XVI was very careless in dealing with some problems. The sudden increase in taxes only ignited the spark of the powder keg.

  Taxation is mandatory, free and fixed, just like an obligation that a couple must fulfill. If a wife asks her husband for a fee, it will ignite her husband’s anger instead.

  Louis XV’s mistress, Madame Pompidou, was good at making porcelain and created the Rococo style. Men don’t feel distressed how much money they spend on their mistress.

  The difference between the nature of the Arc de Triomphe and ordinary city gates lies in this. The city gate that integrates beauty and practicality is for tax collectors. Why do taxpayers live in such a good place?

  Strong hatred of inequality, passion is the most basic origin.

  Violence cannot contain people who act passionately.

   Among the many ways of inciting people's passion, speech is directly effective. He is also good at debates and speeches. Cicero's speeches are more rational and idealistic, while Adolf Hitler's speeches are passionate. This appeal makes the audience as passionate as him.

  The black wizard Grindelwald is also a passionate person. In contrast, the white wizard Albus has a much gentler personality. He is attracted to the passionate person like Georgiana.

   "Concentrate." She patted her face, now she needs to be cautious.

  The previous agricultural borrowing was a kind but careless policy. It worked in the moral education-oriented East, but it did not work in the wolf-oriented West. The founder of Rome was raised by wolves.

  After the lack of theocracy, Paris is no longer Paris, but Rome, not even Rome. At least people in that era still worshiped God of War, Jupiter, and Venus.

In a world where there are no gods, people will advertise themselves as gods, and no one will flatter a grassroots. Giorgioanna didn’t understand at first that Spain had only six warships. How could Napoleon show off at her? The French navy has fallen. Six warships can't be repaired to the point?

  Now she understands the reason, no wonder someone would secretly call him your majesty.

   "Use every opportunity in war." Napolioni's voice sounded at the door, "Because opportunity is like a woman, if you meet her today and don't take action, you don't have to hope to see her tomorrow."

  She looked up at the short man in the gray coat.

   "My maid didn't stop you?"

"Who can stop me in France?" he said triumphantly, walked to the desk, and took the book "On Divination" he gave her in his hand. "No wonder I would want to give it to you before Christmas. Up."

  She wasn't in the mood to pay attention to him, but he finally said it to himself.

"I want Trajan's Column, one for Paris and Dijon. For Paris, I want to shape the sculpture of Kleber, and Dijon to make Desai. They both died on the same day. They both died at the same time. He is my favorite and most important person." Napolioni put down the book and stared at her. "On the second day of the Battle of Marengo, I heard the news of Desai’s death, and I moved sadly. No more."

  She didn’t know what to say.

"He left me with two last words. In addition to the bullet not knowing me, he asked his adjutant Le Brun to pass on me. He said, "Go and tell the first ruling. I'm only a pity that I am alive." It's not long, you can't be named in later generations', I think he should have his wish now, how did you think of it?"

   "I saw some sculptures of cavalry in Italy. Those are mercenaries. The mercenaries want to leave traces of their existence, let alone you."

   "Why were you angry just now?" He asked with a good smile.

  She stopped talking this time.

  Napolioni looked down and saw what she had written, and then took it in his hand and looked at it.

   "If you nationalize the Sèvre Ceramic Factory, it will be an income, but you can't run it yourself. Montesquieu said that the monarch must never do business."

  "Who do you recommend?"

   "Do you want to see Eugenie?" She sneered bitterly.

  He laughed and put down the paper in his hand.

  She directly grabbed the book on the table and threw him away, and then sat down in a chair very disappointed.

  He walked around the table and walked behind her, placing his hands gently on the back of the chair.

"We in Corsica have a tradition. If a citizen’s daughter marries a Corsican, the man’s township will give her a piece of land as a gift. I gave you the land of the Mante farmer. The ceremony is finished."

  "This is France, not Corsica."

   "In the future, others will call you "Mrs."

   "Lady Bonaparte means Josephine."

   "As long as you agree, I don't want to hear people call you "Mrs. Smith" and "Countess of Aberdeen"." He said in a cold voice.

   "You'd better not hope for this expedition." She changed the subject, "If that island can't be occupied, change to another island."

   "What did you say to him in Latin?" Napolioni asked.

   "The Latin name for Poison Arrow, we have suffered a lot before." She immediately answered honestly.

   "I didn't say who he is."

   "Today I spoke Latin to Granit..."

  "He not only speaks Latin, but also Greek. There are so many books in the library, enough for the two of you to discuss together."

   "Are you coaxing me or I coaxing you?"

   "What do you think?" He asked rebelliously.

  She endured forbearance and decided not to care about this **.

   "I heard Poitvin say that the Hua Biaozhu has another meaning, do you know what it is?" He said softly.

  Just as she wanted to say that she didn’t know, Caroland’s whispers sounded in her ears.

   "In the eastern buildings, this kind of pillars are called Wang Jungui, and they are said to be soldiers who wish to go home."

  She looked up at the door and found someone peeking in.

   "There is someone outside!"

   "I know, who are you afraid of being seen?" He sarcastically.

  She was so angry that she didn't know what to say.

  He took a beautiful box from his pocket, took out the pearl-sized candy from it, put it in his mouth with a cold face, and then bowed his head and kissed her.

  She closed her teeth as if resisting, but he finally got the sugar into her mouth.

   "What's the smell?" He asked knowingly.

"raspberry."

  "Do you still want to eat?" He raised the candy box in his hand and said.

  She hesitated for a long time, but she was really embarrassed to speak.

   "Just say what you want, how do you usually have the guts?"

   "I'm afraid I can't stand the temptation."

"I would rather try my best to resist than let Britain occupy any place in the Mediterranean. The King of Peace of Spain also thinks so. King George announced that he will occupy Corsica. Spain has turned to us. I love you, but I will never For you to agree to any conditions in the UK."

   "Even if they want to take me away?" she asked back.

   "Then declare war, and I want to fight with them."

  She was silent.

"We have been oppressed by you in France for 600 years. We all attacked Britain without any complaints. Originally, Britain did not expel the royal family, and I did not intend to make peace. Just like Louis XIV expelled the British royal family, because the French royal family was in Britain will always be the victim of France, but since you are willing to betray your chastity and let us make peace, I am willing to try it, depending on whether your homeland is willing to try."

   "I didn't intend to sacrifice to that point for Britain." She held his hand and looked up at him. "I like you very much, Leon."

   "You really don't want Scotland to be independent?" He touched her cheek and said softly.

  She shook her head, "Please protect the British expatriates."

  "I thought that having them with them would relieve your nostalgia."

   "I don't like them very much, just like they don't like me very much." She said calmly.

   "Then you still have to protect them?"

   "That's because we are British."

   Bonaparte was puzzled by her answer.

  "You can understand it as ‘coldnature’."

   "Montesquieu is right, Britain is special." He took another pearl candy from the box, put it in his mouth as before, and then lowered his head to kiss her.

  This time she tasted strawberry.

  It has the same taste as the strawberries she picked in the Alps.

  (End of this chapter)