Harry Potter Morning Light

A few afternoons ago, Georgiana had met Louis and Stephanie by the pond with the swans.

Today, in almost the same place, she had to meet with the director of a large transportation company, Gaston Anthony Martin.

Longer ago, when she was a schoolteacher, she would help children with employment counseling, and characters like the director of the Bonafort Transportation Company were among the roles she needed to handle carefully.

But now, the other party has to serve her carefully.

After the Orange War, Portugal and France signed a peace treaty. The Portuguese prime minister who was in charge of signing the peace treaty at that time shirked all kinds of excuses when signing the peace treaty. In the end, Napoleon let France sign a 20 million war indemnity. Now this money is reserved by him and plans to use it. To fix the road.

Lyon also has military camps. In places with rugged mountain roads like the Alps, a fortress is a layer of defense. This is a road with dual purposes for both business and military.

Just like the horses she entrusted the transportation company to buy from the Austro-Hungarian Empire, these horses can be used to transport food and military rations. Transactions such as war horses are hidden among the large number of civilian horses purchased.

Nowadays it is fashionable for young people not to wear hats, wigs and powder to show their natural hair. The person introduced by Madame Leoncourt was a short middle-aged man wearing a big three-cornered hat. Seeing this middle-aged transporter, Georgiana realized that the 30-year-old Napoleon was actually an "old antique".

"Miss Georgiana." The middle-aged man took off his hat, bent his back towards her, and revealed his slightly protruding hair.

At this time, she remembered that the First Consul of France had very thick hair, but she was very worried that sooner or later he would be like this middle-aged man with his excessive brain and hair. At that time, he might not be as sexy as he is now.

Some men are sexy because of their muscles and body. Napoleon’s sexy is because of his big head. The route he will build has been planned. The road on Seni Mountain is the top priority. This is in charge of engineers. She was in charge of the road to Mount Neverl.

In a sense, it was his boudoir bliss. For the vast majority of people, Paris is Paris, and they definitely don't associate it with Rome.

The handsome man with the Greek nose had deep and charming eyes, through which he seemed to be able to see a magnificent city...

"Miss." Sophie tugged at her arm.

Only then did Georgiana realize that she actually asked the guests to salute all the time.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was distracted." She clutched her forehead and said as if waking up from a dream.

"I understand." Gaston Martin smiled and put his tricorn hat back on. "I was once young, too."

For a moment she was embarrassed.

"I brought you a present." Martin took a box from his coat pocket.

"I can not accept……"

"I heard from His Excellency Leon Kuhl that you don't accept other people's things easily, but this gift is extraordinary." Martin opened the jewelry box, and on the black velvet surface was an emerald brooch in the shape of an olive branch." When the French army entered the territory of the Pope, a notice was issued that the French army would abide by its various principles, protect religion and protect the people. A symbol of peace and a certificate of protection, His Excellency Napoleon holds a sword in his hand, and you should hold an olive branch in your hand. This is the first thing I think of when I think of giving you a gift. I hope you can accept it. If It is an honor and a blessing to me that you wear it on a regular basis."

"You can really talk, Mr. Martin." Georgiana admired.

"Then do you accept this gift?"

"Thank you for the gift." Georgiana asked Sophie to take the olive branch brooch, and then walked to the table by the pond and sat down.

The crisp air and cool breeze cleared her mind a lot, and she found herself liking the place.

"So where do we begin?" asked Mr. Martin.

"You must be a well-informed person, why don't you tell me about your experience?"

"I hear you are a bold woman. Are you really not afraid of the First Consul?" asked Mr. Martin.

She tilted her head.

"When the French army entered the Papal States, it encountered resistance from Corley. He had commanded the army of Piedmont. He knew who his opponent was. He took a good position on the high ground in front of Ancona and sent his 3,000 troops. was placed there, but when the French army appeared on the horizon, he and the rest of the Austrian officers found an excuse to flee. The Roman army held a strong position, and General Victor sent a messenger to the Romans to advise them to surrender. , while the negotiations were going on, the French and Italian armies outflanked the position to the left and right, and surrounded the Romans. The French entered Ancona without firing a shot, and without encountering any resistance. My caravan passed by, see At such a scene, I think it can only be described as a miracle. Later, the general did not slaughter the city and released all the prisoners. I have never been as proud of being a French as I was at that moment. A man who can hold a heavy soldier Miss, you are not afraid of a man who is about to flee at the wind, I am curious where your courage comes from?"

She began to remember.

"He's not a bloodthirsty guy who kills for fun," Georgiana said. "If I don't give him a reason to hurt me, why would he hurt me?"

"But many people in Italy say that the First Consul is a devil. I don't know if you have heard of Pavia."

"I know that the fear generated by rumors is sometimes more terrifying than the truth. Leon is just a person, and he still has many bad habits. I think it is more difficult to adapt to his bad habits than to be afraid of him."

"Could you tell me what are Monsieur Bonaparte's bad habits?" said Mr. Martin, laughing.

"Let's keep him a little secret," she said, smiling. "How is Mr. Leoncourt's work going?"

"The reality is very different from what he imagined. The large farms in the Lower Seine have been dismembered, not to mention the farmer model he imagined." Mr. Martin said, "Most owner farmers still have too little land to carry out rotation farming. , land rents are increasing, the burden on tenant farmers is increasing, and the number of people working odd jobs from rural areas to cities is increasing. Peasants from Alsace, Lorraine, and Rhine regions emigrated to Russia under the pretext of poverty. Now the first ruler is building roads and fortifications on the border, Temporarily prevented them from moving out, but after the completion of these projects, the fate of farmers is still a problem, and I am afraid that compulsory measures will be taken to prevent them from moving out.”

"Why did they move away?"

"Military service. In addition, Louis XVIII was in Russia. There were quite a few peasants who were loyal to the king. Even those who were not so loyal to the king were bewitched. What good ideas do you have for winning these people?" Mr. Martin asked.

This is the relationship between the "concubine" and the foreign ministers. Napoleon must be worrying about this matter now. They have communicated in advance, and when the king asks, they can cooperate with each other and win the support of the king.

She never dreamed that she would have a day of "fighting for favor". Josephine was also surrounded by a group of people representing overseas colonies. Napoleon was about to send troops, and his "balance" might be tilted to that side at any time.

Damn emperor, polygamy to hell.

She originally had a husband who spent all his time with her, but she was out of her mind, and she was willing to be the "second wife".

After that Polish woman joined, is there a third lady, and even a fourth and fifth lady.

"If they want to leave, let them go. Those who are forced to stay are here, but they don't have a heart, and they may help the enemy deal with their own people." Georgiana said angrily coldly.

"And do you wish to go, or to stay?" asked Martin.

The topic has become less interesting.

"Land reform can't be completed overnight, so be careful, is there nothing else?"

"On the question of customs duties, the Fuehrer intends to allow duty-free transit of cotton from Naples and the eastern Mediterranean coast on that trade route, and levy taxes on raw silk exported to Austria and Switzerland."

"Since he has made up his mind, let's do as he says."

"Miss, what I want to tell you is the head of state's trade protection issue. He is so partial to the French, which is very unfair to other people who submit to France." Martin said, "Trade is a kind of non-military war, which can be achieved through non-military means." Occupy the hearts of people in other countries, as you said before, if the hearts are gone, some people may still help the enemy deal with their own people."

"He's a bigot."

"That's why I want you to say that you also have magical powers."

Georgiana shook her head. She would rather face another army of big-headed hairy monsters than attack the "fortress" in Napoleon's heart.

"This is the crux of the head of state's European policy. He does not consider the European market, but considers the interests of France. If his continental system is really to be built, this hurdle must be broken. You have to think about it carefully. ’” Gaston said.

"You don't look like a businessman at all."

"Then what do you think a businessman should look like?"

Georgiana shook her head.

"I heard that the head of state is going to distribute candy to the soldiers, how about I add some more?" Gaston said, "I just shipped a batch of soap from Marseilles, so that the beggars can take a comfortable bath."

"There's nowhere to bathe them." Georgiana smiled slyly.

"We can collect donations to build a Roman bathhouse."

"How could it be fixed in such a short time?"

"You leave this issue to us to consider, you just need to make him happy." Gaston said with a smile.

"I think the people in the church will be very unhappy, and there is no place in Paris, so it is difficult to find a source of clean water. I heard him say that he plans to build a new city to accommodate those beggars. How about this new city starting with public baths?"

"I finally understand why the Führer likes you so much." Martin said cheerfully, "If I have a daughter like you, I will be blessed too."

Georgiana shook her head, what's the use? She is not yet a victim of polygamy.

And she doesn't want Napoleon and Josephine to divorce, just like she doesn't want Severus to forget Lily. What's more, she herself is the ear of wheat they want to pick up. This kind of fate is like being cursed.

Perhaps Martin thought he had made a slip of the tongue, and began to talk about customs and customs that had nothing to do with work. The Italy he talked about was really interesting.

Later he brought up the military academy in Italy, where the guard of honor was trained, which had to be selected from the local aristocrats and bourgeoisie, who could be used as hostages to a certain extent.

Since they are hostages, why not bring them to Paris?

Georgiana wasn't stupid enough to ask that question.

Napoleon's distance from becoming emperor can be seen from Gaston's attitude, he almost said the word "Your Majesty".

Whether Leon wants to go to the republic or the monarchy can only be decided by himself, and Georgiana can't say anything, and she doesn't intend to influence him in this regard.

Few men were smart enough to make her feel inferior, even if he was a Muggle.

Merlin is just King Arthur's "sage", but Grindelwald and Voldemort want to rule the world by themselves, they don't have the kindness of Leon at all.

A cheesy way of saying it is the demeanor of a king, no matter how young actors act, they will not be able to perform it.

If power is a man's best perfume, Napoleon didn't just wear it, he was a fountain.

"what's on your mind?"

She was frightened to death by the sound.

Sophie, the maids, and Gaston Martin all retreated, and there were only the two of them left by the pond, and of course the swans in the pond.

The lord of Rambouillet in civilian clothes without a three-cornered hat stood by the lake like a young poet.

But he didn't read a love poem to her, and the two of them stood stupidly, not knowing what to say.

"In addition to chocolate, I would like to add a piece of soap and a towel made of muslin, so that they can take a bath and spend the National Day comfortably." She thought for a while and said.

"Do you know why your pamphlet was not printed?" Napoleon said, "Lucien's pamphlet has been printed. In the countryside, you only have the right to use public pastures and passages, as well as the right to pick ears. The forest is closed."

"I know that prey in the forest is the lord's prerogative to hunt." She pouted.

"Your kindness has shaken the interests of many people. They still can't find a reason to refute you. I told them that they decide what price they want to sell for these god-given foods. I will ask people to collect the price list and look at them. The price of conscience. Louis XII waged many wars and did not tax his subjects because of his chronic frugality, but I would now like to offer you a generosity, can you tell me what you want?"

"How about building a gazebo in this place?" She said casually, "I can read a book in it even when it rains."

"No problem." He immediately agreed. "What style do you want?"

"Call some architects, your technical school isn't finished yet."

"How about having a daughter for me? I think she's as sweet as you are."

She's twitchy.

"I've been thinking about you all morning, have you ever thought about me?" He said affectionately.

"We're disrespectful to Josephine by doing this. Let's pitch a tent here."

"No problem, you will live in the tent with me when we march and fight, and you can get used to it sooner."

"I don't want to see war crimes," she said with awe.

"That's why I'm taking you with me." Napoleon said calmly, "I'll see who dares to show off his spoils in front of you."

"I'm afraid, and I may not be able to do that."

"With me by your side, what are you afraid of?" He came over and grabbed her hand, "You have to be stronger, stronger than you are now."

she cried.

"I hope you are happy." He said softly. "I'm sorry for that man, but France needs you, and he shouldn't have you all to himself."

"You want me to be a public place?"

"No." He shook his head. "You are the mother of my children. I have a large family to take care of. I keep those children fed. You keep them clean and good habits. It's like Rousseau said men and women work together. "

She frowned. "Why do I feel so weird?"

He smiled contemptuously. "There is a woman who fashions herself as a woman of the new era, surrounded by a group of admirers."

"who is she?"

"Mrs. Stahl, every guest who comes out of her salon is a crusader against me."

"She slams you as a dictator?"

"She asked me what kind of woman I like the most, and I told her at the time, the woman who can bear children the most."

Georgiana was expressionless.

"That was when "On Population" was published in 1798, before I met you."

"I still don't feel happy." She said coldly.

"That's why I hate her," said Napoleon Bonaparte through gritted teeth. "If she's gone, she'll never return to France."