Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 2052 Drink of Victory (2)

  Georgiana received a large bouquet of roses, which should be pink roseeden from the variety.

   Although she didn't know who gave it, she still put it in a simple country farmhouse.

  In fact, Napoleon could not treat himself so badly. Boulogne-sur-Mer also has an old town with many comfortable buildings in it, but this farmhouse is very close to the military camp, and you can watch the progress of the fortifications on the mountain at any time.

  She may not be able to change some things, but at least she can change some things within her capacity. At least the farmhouse with flowers does not look so dull anymore.

She has seen Miss Desert Luo’s lounge before, which is filled with all kinds of flowers. Basically, female stars who are a bit famous and have their own independent lounge will receive many similar gifts, but there are no famous little actors. Make-up can only be done in the busy backstage. The existence of those huge bouquets is not only jealous, but also a hindrance.

  It takes more than solid singing skills to become famous. Talma has been singing Caesar, but the actresses who played his opponents have changed one after another. They appeared briefly like meteors, and then disappeared without a trace.

  At least, Grassini got a lot of gems from Napoleon, which can guarantee that she can spend her life carefree without spending too much time.

"Wow!"

   "Oh!!!" Georgiana held her thumping heart, and then glared at the guy who had startled her.

   "Why did you come back at noon?" she asked.

  "You didn't read the note I gave you?" He asked back.

Georgiana remembered the note she burned, and the person who wrote the note was teasing the rose she placed on the table. Then he looked at her again, and then smiled deeply. .

   "What are you laughing at?" She asked unhappy.

  He reached out and grabbed her, letting her sit on his lap.

   "I'm sorry, I left you out the past few days..."

   "You don't need to be like this, I can understand." She said simply and neatly, "Besides, I'm glad you indulged me in hosting a banquet."

  He looked at her quietly with gray-blue eyes.

   "I know that there is already a magnificent church of Our Lady in the old city, but I still want to build St. Pierre church." She pinched his nose, "You know what a woman wants to do must be done."

   "I don't want religion to affect the army too much."

   "I know, but there are many believers in the soldiers, you have to meet their needs in this regard." She said.

  He looked like he didn’t want to continue the discussion.

  "Have you heard of Ko Long Bang?" she asked.

"Who?"

  "A missionary more than a thousand years ago, he was regarded as a patron saint by Belgian winemakers. His anniversary is November 23. It is precisely this opportunity that we can hold a banquet in Belgium."

  He laughed, "Have you not done enough?"

"I thought you wanted to hear about this saint's deeds." She continued without waiting for his answer. "St. Columbon was born in Ireland and worked in a monastery when she was home. He came to Europe as a missionary at the age of 49 and saw Frank. He was shocked by the conditions of Gaul under his rule. He began preaching in Burgundy and later founded the Anne Gray Abbey. His teachings were imitated in many monasteries in the Northern Alps in the early Middle Ages. At that time, many monasteries banned drinking. Any alcoholic beverages, including wine, can be seen at weddings in Ghana. Saint Columbong allows the nuns and monks in the monastery to drink beer, but they do not drink freely, but according to the strict rules of the monastery. Once the monks wasted beer, they would be punished. One day, when the monks were having dinner, a servant went to the cellar to fetch beer. He opened the stopper of the barrel and heard St. Columbon calling him. The servant immediately passed by. Forgot to put the stopper back, the servant hurried back to the cellar when he was surprised, but a drop of wine was not spilled from the barrel, and it was still full."

  He continued to look at her quietly.

"There is another story. St. Columbon built a lot of monasteries in Burgundy, and when he saw people working hard in the fields, he invited them to share a good meal, but those poor people only had two breads and some beer, so they couldn’t hold the luxury at all. So Kao Longbang said to the sky, “Lord, you fed 5000 people with 5 breads, please make these beer and bread more like this.” So a magical thing happened and everyone was full. He also got twice as much bread and beer as before. In addition, he had seen people use beer to sacrifice to Odin during the trip, but the angry Odin overthrew the keg."

   "Why would he do that?" Bonaparte asked.

   "It may be because Odin is not satisfied with the tribute, and the villagers also understand which **** gave beer to the common people." Georgiana whispered softly, "What do you think of the saint I chose?"

  He smiled.

   "You still love to tell stories."

   "How about you tell me a story?" She rubbed the buttons on his uniform with her fingers.

   "I have a better idea." He kissed her as he said. The pink rose just blocked the sight of the prying eyes at the door, and of course no one came to ask them when they had lunch.

  She had a fairly relaxing afternoon, but at night she slept alone. As compensation, her room was filled with pink roses the next day.

  She didn't know where he went. Maybe it involved military secrets. Anyway, she pretended to be nonchalant. Besides continuing to prepare for the armistice banquet, she also went to visit the old city.

The winding city defenses actually do not hinder the growth of wall-climbing plants such as roses and roses. The walls of ancient Rome and the Middle Ages have become "gardens", surrounded by row upon row of houses, and there is not much gunpowder and war. The traces left.

  But she believes that if necessary, there will be gun barrels sticking out from these houses, and they will keep firing outside.

  In the legendary story, Cleopatra can eat 10 million Sestars for a meal because she put her pair of priceless pearl earrings in vinegar and drank it in one gulp.

  She definitely tasted sourness.

  Wine is auctioned at sky-high prices every year. Some wealthy people don’t drink it, and those who buy it and drink it don’t really care about its taste.

  What they enjoy is the feeling of drinking hundreds of thousands of dollars in one meal, and those hundreds of thousands can make many ordinary families live for a long time.

  It’s his own business to spend his money. A failed investment may lead to bankruptcy, but it is precisely because of excessive squandering that the Gunter family has not fallen to that point in Voldemort's generation.

  For those who are eager to save their lives with money, they have seen other people squandering wantonly, and it is impossible for them to remain calm. Generally speaking, a married man will be stable, but he also bears the responsibility of supporting his family. His whole family is hungry, and some people are living a life that "everyone admires".

  There is a cartoon in which Louis XVI drinks a bottle of dirty wine.

  At that moment, the holiness is no longer holy. When people trample on it, it is not only easy, but also feels extremely relaxed.

  Someone will rush into some people’s homes, looting their wine cellars, and get drunk.

  Is this happiness or happiness?

  Not all good things make people feel happy, but Georgiana really likes these pink roses blooming under the blue sky.

  They are so beautiful and made her feel comfortable for a while. So she told Matilda that she would arrange roses in advance whenever she went to any place in the future, unless it was force majeure. This could be regarded as her little special hobby after removing her hobby of collecting expensive items.

  (End of this chapter)