Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1256 Mirror Book

  Pomona noticed that a pompon was tied to Napoleon’s Mamluk sword.

  This pompom is gorgeous, but its function is similar to the stuffed toy on the girl’s backpack in the 20th century. It is just a decorative object. With his steps, the tassels on the pompon slowly sway and look very beautiful.

  Napoleon did not wear his military uniform, nor did he wear his three-cornered hat. He wore a black velvet uniform with golden embroidery on the edges of the clothes, which looked gorgeous and heroic.

  Pomona has never found that the combination of black and gold can be so beautiful. He sniffs while walking, and his shiny boots step on the floor like the mirror of the Tuileries, making a pleasant sound.

He did not go to the big conference hall of the **** meeting, but went to his private study. When the soldier guarding the door opened the door for him, several people were waiting for him inside, those with big bellies or gray hair. The middle-aged and old man bowed to him, he did not evade, and accepted directly, and then he took these people to the small living room of Marie Antoinette next door.

  "Please sit down, gentlemen." He himself took the lead into this famous "haunted house".

  The wealthy people did not dare to enter, but Pomona entered.

   "If you have nothing to hide, you don't need to be afraid." Pomona said with some forgetfulness behind Napoleon.

   Seeing a young woman walk into the "haunted house", and it was still daytime, and the wealthy people also followed in, but they didn't seem to think this was the living room, instead they stood near the door, as if ready to escape at any time.

"This one is our famous French financial scientist Julien Ubrard and Professor Van Leiberg. Although I have not studied at university, these two teachers agreed that I can be awarded a doctor of law. These are famous bankers, so I won’t introduce them one by one. Today I call you all here because I have a task for you."

  "Are you going to let us go to war, General?" one of the middle-aged bankers said with a smile, as if he was making a joke.

"The situation we are facing today is very difficult. Soldiers practice riding and marksmanship in order to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. You learn the financial and legal provisions to fight the enemy in the market. The only difference between you and the soldiers is. The point is that the soldiers will lose their lives on the spot, but you will go bankrupt. It is difficult to have a rising day. The feeling of being a'loser' is more uncomfortable than dying on the spot, right?" Napoleon held his hands behind his back in the small living room. "I asked Jacob to redecorate the palace, but this small living room still remains the same as when the last owner left. It is also the room with the least bloodshed in the entire palace. It was penetrated by shells from the Paris Commune in 1792. There was a wall, and the working class rushed in from the hole. The nobles who stayed here fought desperately with the Swiss mercenaries, and finally they were defeated. In the end, the remaining nobles did not choose to surrender, but killed themselves with their swords. For those rioting civilians, the chivalry system is useless. They will not release those corrupt classes that they believe need to be defeated for ransom."

   "Why is the knight system related to ransom?" Pomona asked stupidly.

  "This is an unwritten rule in the Middle Ages. Even if everyone is familiar with it, the captured noble knight can be released after paying the ransom." Napoleon enthusiastically explained to Pomona.

  She nodded suddenly.

"It’s not feasible to spend money on civilian troublemakers. I think you have heard the recent rumors. Even if you are not killed on the spot, you will be in jail. In the final analysis, as long as people don’t You will not take risks if you are forced to the end of the road. My plan is like this. You guys, buy all the food that arrives at the ports in the UK and the Netherlands. I want to see 45,000 to 50,000 per month. Five thousand quintals of grain was transported into the granary in Paris."

  The bankers took a deep breath, Pomona had no idea at all, she just felt like she was really good.

  "You mean, arrived?" a banker asked in surprise.

  Napoleon nodded.

   "This... how is this possible." said another banker.

  Pomona knew that Britain was also short of food, and food prices were soaring.

  "Do you think it is possible? Professor Ubral." Napoleon said with a smile.

   "There is nothing impossible in your dictionary." Ubral said humbly.

   "If we can't do it, it's because of our incompetence." A banker answered immediately.

  Pomona sometimes had to sigh, these people who have been flattered all the year are really flattering people, but Napoleon seemed very useful, and continued to pace in the small living room.

  "Remember the Miles I told you last time?" Napoleon asked suddenly.

  Others are looking at each other inexplicably.

  "You mean the disciple who accompanied Leonardo to his death in France?" Pomona said in an interface.

  "He is a talent, do you know why?"

  Pomona shook her head, and the others didn’t know what Napoleon was talking about.

"Myers was a nobleman. He served Leonardo loyally for 13 years. Leonardo left part of his inheritance, especially the manuscripts, to him. After Myers died, his son gave him those Leonardos. All of Qi's manuscripts are sold, and they are now distributed all over the world. Da Vinci is very good at writing mirror books. The works created by his students are exactly the same as his. It is difficult to tell which ones are his authentic works and which ones are his students. Do you know what I think he is talented in?"

  Pomona thought for a moment or shook her head.

"It's not his paintings. He does have a certain talent for painting. What I admire is his ability to educate the next generation. His son did not keep these coveted manuscripts in his own hands, but scattered them. , To make Leonardo da Vinci from an Italian genius to the world famous, Jacobin distribution originated in France, last year’s assassination, I put the blame on them, killed some people, exiled some people, these exiles Some people went to the UK like the Bourbon nobles. Many people thought that I would avenge revenge and make the people who took me homeless in the past homeless. Do you think so too?"

   "No, no, no." Everyone was shaking their heads, and some were wiping sweat with their handkerchiefs.

"Don’t make such mistakes. Since you are in this country, you must understand that patriotism is the common touch point of the Jacobins. We are different from the Girondists who put money in their pockets. For this country, we You can make any sacrifices and contributions. If you love this place, love this terroir, to what extent, people in this country also love you to what extent, no matter where you are, those Jacobins exiled in England Different from the royalists, they want to return to power again. They are fighters and spreaders of revolutionary ideas. They will not have **** with the British king. They will overthrow the British nobles like the Bourbon royal family. If I send them like this Going out, they will definitely be regarded as dangerous by other countries, but if they become the target of persecution, they will be able to lurch smoothly. Before you leave, they are ready. The UK is holding a "Bread and Blood" campaign, local farmers Foreign grain imports are being boycotted. The grains that have arrived at the ports of the United Kingdom and the Netherlands are now waiting for you to harvest. I will give you 2% of the total amount of goods received as a commission."

Napoleon raised two fingers, and the bankers were as excited as if they had taken crazy drugs. Pomona didn't know how much the money was. Anyway, she was a woman and was born insensitive to numbers, but she knew one thing, Napoleon's. Those two index and middle fingers do not represent love and peace.

  He is too cunning, and too popular. Foreign grains will reduce the price of local food. This is uneconomical for farmers who have made a lot of money because of the skyrocketing food. Of course they will resist.

As for the workers in the cities who cannot afford bread, there are also state relief funds. Although banknotes can be printed indefinitely, they must have enough food. In order to solve this food gap, the British had to grow potatoes and then have grains. France, late potato blight, and the Great Irish Famine.

  Napoleon said that the British cabinet is the worst management system in Europe. In fact, those Irish people don’t have to starve to death, nor are they forced to emigrate to the New World because they have nowhere else to escape. But who said that the power of Britain is a profit-seeking businessman.

  For the sake of profit, some people can take risks and ignore the law, and of course they will not see life and death.

  Use money to buy back the grain that was shipped to the UK and the Netherlands. Can their ship transport the grain back to France, or even Paris? Even if there is no British navy, there are still pirates, and the French naval fleet can now **** them.

  When the bankers left, Napoleon approached her affectionately and sat next to her.

   "How did I behave?" He smiled flatteringly, as if waiting for her compliment.

   "Your fleet is gone, how do you get the food they bought back to Paris?"

  "This is not a question I am thinking about. What I told them was that they had to see the grain in the Paris granary before they settled the money. They were incompetent if they couldn't do it. That was what they said."

  Pomona sighed. Do people only do things for profit without regard to the consequences?

  Even if she reminded her, no one would listen, they were all caught in Napoleon’s spiritual magic.

  "Are there really ghosts in this world?" Napoleon asked, "Josephine said she felt that Marie Antoinette's soul was here."

   "Of course there is." Pomona pointed at the intersection of his head, eyes and nose, "She is there."

Napoleon thought she was telling a joke, but she really saw it. Marie Antoinette looked straight at the back of Napoleon’s head, her head on her neck, unlike Nick who was almost headless. Connected to a layer of skin.

   "Buy at a high price and sell at a low price, but you will lose a lot of money. How do you get it back?"

"Just now Julian Ubrard has been interested in Burgundy vineyards for a long time. After the Revolution, all the vineyards in the hands of nobles were confiscated and auctioned off to individuals. I gave him the money and he had to return it to me. And you have to think from another angle. We are not at a loss. It is best to suppress this kind of thing. I don’t want to be exhausted by the constant uprisings like Justinian." He kissed her lips. "At night, let’s How about going on?"

  "You should be temperate, my lord."

   "The call is wrong."

  She still thinks that title is too difficult to say.

   "I can't beat him in this way?" Napoleon said a little frustrated, "Time is so important to you?"

  "In addition to his childhood, he gave me his whole life, and he almost died on the battlefield. We have experienced many things together, you..."

  "It's still too young to understand, right?" Napoleon said coldly.

  "He is my ear of wheat. I can't see a bigger one and lose it."

   "Then what are we?"

   "I have a common ideal with you." She touched his hair, the touch is softer than expected "I hope more people have a happy and peaceful life."

  "What about my happiness?" He stood up excitedly.

   "You still have Josephine, she still loves you, and she finally came back to find you."

   "That's because she thinks I have a better future than that kid."

   "There are children, Otense and Eugene, you must also consider them." Pomona said tiredly, "The interests of children are above all else."

  He seemed to have heard a funny joke.

"I have met many women, they all want me not to betray them, but you want me not to betray Josephine? It was her, who betrayed me first!" He pointed to his chest and said word by word, "I am here. When I met her in the brothel, I thought I could change her so that she no longer likes to play so much and to be a law-abiding woman..."

"Don't insult her, you are insulting your past feelings." Pomona interrupted. "She waited for you in a wedding dress in the city hall for six hours. You know how humiliating it is for a social celebrity like her. ?"

  "Do you know the humiliation I bear!" He yelled furiously.

   "I know that my husband is experiencing it now. He used to go astray because he was humiliated."

   "I know." He smiled weirdly, "Actually I can send Lucien to Italy to collect food. Do you know why I use this trick?"

"you think……"

  "It's all because of you! Go to **** peace, I will accompany you to fight!" He yelled excitedly, "It was you British who disturbed us first, so now we disturb you too. See which of us is finished first!"

  After he roared, he walked out of the small living room, and then slammed the door of the study room with a "bang".

  "Don't listen to him." Marie Antoinette said in French with a German accent, "he wanted Britain to expel the nobles in exile."

  "Why are there ghosts in the world of ghosts?" Pomona asked in confusion.

   "Who told you that this is the world of ghosts?"

  Pomona is too lazy to talk to this ghost who can’t distinguish between reality and illusion. She now needs to find a place to sort out her mind.

  Then she remembered her new guardian, he was the Lord and Patriarch, right?

  (End of this chapter)