Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1397 The Favored Girl in Paris (1)

  The old town of Lyon is located on the right bank of the Saone River. It actually looks like Florence, with red roofs.

  This prosperous city in the 15th-17th centuries should have been influenced by the Renaissance, full of Italian style, but the suburbs are full of French castles.

Now that Josephine made such a strong protest, Georgiana continued to stay at Fish’s house to make herself uninterested. So in the evening, Georgiana took the maids and Mrs. Rana to a hotel in Lyon. Up.

  She changed into men's clothing, which would be more convenient, but it was her housekeeper, Gordan, who communicated with the innkeeper.

  Because of the 450 Italian representatives, almost all the better hotels in Lyon were full. Just when she planned to live in the room where ordinary merchants would stay, Mrs. Recamille showed up when the night was over.

She took them to her manor and arranged them very well. In the middle of the night, Godin rode out on horseback. When she returned, she brought two columns of cavalry to garrison outside the manor. The leader happened to be Louis. Major General Narbona Lara.

  These soldiers are not the guards, they are more like borrowed from the Lyon Garrison. Their horses are obviously not as glamorous as the guards.

  The first ruling of Corsica means that in addition to reviewing, it is best not to participate in all social activities Giorgioanna, including his inauguration ceremony of the Chief Executive of the Italian Republic held at the Jesuit Academy.

  He deliberately arranged the inauguration ceremony after the military parade, and what he expressed might be the meaning of force deterrence. Normal women estimate that at this moment, they should worry about what clothes they wear during the military parade and how to dress properly.

  Why didn’t he let Josephine participate in the military parade?

  So Georgiana rode out of the manor early in the morning, and went for a ride to relax.

This time she rode a gray zebra, borrowed from the first ruling horse horn. Many rulers with military backgrounds have many horses. His Excellency Bonaparte is missing a horse and he may not be aware of it. To.

  This excellency once said that Italians are more hypocritical than French, and now Giorgioanna has a personal experience.

  She let the grey zebra gallop on the snow-covered avenue, and not far behind she followed a small group of French cavalry. The city flag of this city is lion and luanweihua, the background color is red and blue, they are fluttering with the cold wind on the top of various buildings.

  She strangled her horse and stopped by a bridge.

  She remembered that Severus once said that when Napoleon first went to battle at the age of 17, he saw a Lyon worker who was hanged by a bridge, and then sighed "Oh my God, this is a revolution."

Will    be this bridge?

  Georgiana looked at the stone bridge in front of her, and couldn't help thinking.

  Napoleon’s gentleness is shown to women. When he laughs, he is graceful and charming, and when he is angry, he is also very shocking, like a mirror lake and thunder.

  He hated Britain so deeply that in order to block Britain, he forgot how much advantage he had.

If you don’t imagine the horror scenes that once appeared here, the scenery of Lyon is still very beautiful and magnificent. Although there is a lot of snow here, the river is not as frozen as the Seine. The gurgling water makes her heart start. Calm, just don't run, the cold wind will make people tremble, it seems that in addition to the woolen suit on her body, she has to buy herself a cloak or coat.

  The winter in Russia is definitely colder than that in Lyon. Soldiers are too thin to wear, even if there is a fire for heating, they will be cold.

  The best way to deal with the scorched earth warfare is to come from a steady stream of local logistics, which is by no means a country that can afford it.

  Louis XIV also has a surprisingly good memory. He will clearly remember which nobles were present, and those who were not present, the nobles worked so hard to please the king, so that they neglected the management of their own territory and gradually lost the right to rule.

  Only manage the construction of Paris, ignoring other places will cause harm.

  A city of 2 million people was nothing in the 20th century, but it was definitely a big city in the 19th century.

  Looking at Lyon after seeing the scale of Paris, I realized that the second largest city in France is actually a small city.

It is difficult to adapt to this huge gap, but Georgiana feels that she can adapt. Hogwarts and Hogsmeade are not as crowded as Lyon. She is in that isolated castle. Having lived for more than 30 years, another old wizard who lives on the tower has lived for more than 100 years. What is the loneliness?

  If anyone listens, Georgiana will advise that young man not to be a white wizard, because the final outcome of the white wizard is to die alone and cannot enjoy the life of a normal person.

  Minerva has also been married once, although the ending is not good.

  However, Hogwarts is the safest place in the world, and it is bliss to live there.

"Hey!"

Georgiana heard a man's shouting, she turned her head and looked over, and found that Sir Merrie was riding a horse, and there was a young man who followed him. He was wearing a bright red British army uniform in the snow. Very eye-catching.

  He looks good, but he has been staring at Georgiana, as if curious about this female weirdo in menswear.

  Georgiana didn’t keep her eyes on him for too long, she looked at Mr. Merrie.

   "Good morning." Georgian greeted him in English.

   "Good morning." Mr. Merrie also said in English, "We meet again, Miss Georgiana."

   "You should call her Madame." Louis Narbonne Lara also said in English.

  This is the advantage of the old aristocratic class. Narbona Lara can also speak German, Russian, Spanish, and Latin. It would be more appropriate to appear on diplomatic occasions with such a translator who understands aristocratic etiquette.

   "Which lady? Mrs. Smith or Mrs. Bonaparte?" the young man in the red uniform said frivolously.

   "Who are you?" Georgiana asked indifferently.

  "Charles Cornwallis II." The young British officer said, "I am the son of the Marquis of Cornwallis who came to Amiens to sign the peace treaty."

   "Are you just a second lieutenant?"

   "And he's still a corps leader, just like Bonaparte." Charles Cornwalli II fearlessly said Napoleon's other nickname-"little corporal leader."

  This nickname is not the same as "Boney". It is intimate and cute, but Charles Cornwallis Jr. doesn't seem to put France's first governor too much in his eyes.

  "Should you not stay with your father?" Georgiana asked.

   "I want to come and see you, what the famous'Cleopatra' looks like." Little Charles looked at Georgiana.

   "You look a little disappointed." Georgiana said with a smile.

  "It's really different from what I thought." Little Charles said.

   "It was the same when they first arrived in Egypt. There is a gap between the legendary famous city and the imagination." Georgiana said calmly, "Did you have breakfast? I'm hungry."

   "Let's go into town." Sir Merrie said.

   "No." Georgiana shook her head, "We were too scornful to go into town."

   "The noise you made last night was not small, did Bonaparte kick you out of the house?" Little Charles said with a sneer.

  "Be careful with your words, young man." Louis Narbonne Lara warned.

  “Sometimes people encounter this kind of dilemma. If you have money, you can’t buy bread. This city once had no food. The situation I encountered was that I couldn’t find a place to live. This made me understand a truth.”

  "What's the point?" Little Charles asked.

"How generous are the people who helped you when you were in trouble, just like the British once rescued the French navy from a shipwreck. I really hope that a gentleman could give us his room last night. Live, where were you then?"

  Little Charles seemed to be choked.

"This is a test of the first ruling. It's a pity that in such a big city, I can't find a knight willing to rescue a woman in distress. On the contrary, many people laugh at me." Georgiana smiled contemptuously. "You wouldn't think it was such a coincidence. Mrs. Recamier will show up at that moment."

   "Put it on." Sir Merrie smiled and took off his coat.

  "Wear more when riding, you don't feel cold." Georgiana did not take the coat, strangled the rein, turned the horse's head, and ran towards the road.

  (End of this chapter)