Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1537 "Mountain" and "Mountain"

Before the Battle of Waterloo, Nathan Rothschild took a large amount of gold to Paris. Under the **** of the French police, he exchanged it from a French bank into a large amount of gold coins such as Louis and Lieve. Childe's transportation network was shipped to Spain.

If these coins that should have been loaned to farmers were the same as those coins, they were not shipped to the farmers, but the banks were shipped to Portugal and Spain, then even if there are no British troops on these two lands, they will be shipped to the English Channel. London on the other side became England again to pay the military expenses of the anti-French alliance.

The countries participating in the anti-French alliance only accept gold. Even if the money is not shipped to London or to Madrid, Spain, they can save their precarious finances. What they get in the hands of French farmers is only bank notes. They may be circulated like paper money until this point. When the scheme was discovered, these banks went bankrupt and they realized that they couldn't make any money. Whoever had the most bank bonds would suffer the most.

  God Respect and Fraternity Society is a new religion, very popular among the bourgeoisie, and has the meaning of confronting Catholicism.

  If the priests tell the believers to instigate, they will rebel like the West and the Provençal.

  Trinidad was originally a Spanish land. Later, Spain lost to Britain in the naval battle of 1797, and then this land was occupied by the British.

  The Amiens Treaty legally recognized this land to the United Kingdom. Has the Spanish royal family been compensated like the King of Orange?

  Although it is incredible, but if Napoleon is reluctant to bear the remittance fee, then the cash will flow into the hands of those who are willing to pay the remittance fee.

  Moreover, he paid the money and had little effect. He might as well issue farmers bank notes, and then take these coins directly to the mint and cast them into new coins.

  The peasants support Napoleon. If the peasants find that Napoleon is untrustworthy and make them go bankrupt, then they may not love him as much as they do now.

  This matter is too risky. Georgiana doesn't know anyone in the banking industry. It is enough to do it once, and it must not become a fixed system.

She hopes that the weather will be smooth in the coming year, but the price of grain will fall after the harvest. What Lange said is to collect grain from farmers at a “balanced” price to supplement the country’s strategic granary. This is also a problem that affects farmers’ income. Bread in peacetime is very important. Cheap, prices will always increase during wars and disasters...

  Suddenly she saw an extra hand on her waist, and she was so frightened that she wanted to draw a magic wand.

   "What are you thinking?" She heard a low voice in her ear.

  That's not Severus's voice.

   "Thinking about loopholes." She replied in a low voice, "Will those coins eventually get into the hands of the Anti-French Alliance?"

  He was silent.

   "You can't drain those conservative banks. Those are reserved for future generations."

  He still did not answer.

  Georgiana thought, this may be why Napoleon was imprisoned. He left a legacy to this country, one is the gold coins in the bank, and the other is a man with a family.

  These people are not forced to be drafted into the army like single men, but they will resist when their homes are invaded, and the gold coins in the bankers’ banks will provide support for the activities.

   "Philippe Stapfel found you?" He changed the subject, rubbing his beautiful hands on her waist.

"Yes it is."

   "What did he tell you?"

   "He seems to wish I could prevent you from annexing Valais." She smiled bitterly and said, "That's impossible."

   "You can try." His kiss fell on her neck.

   "There is no way in Europe to stop you." She turned her head back "Do you think I am capable?"

  He laughed, "This is what I asked you just now, what are you thinking?"

   "Remittance fees." She said solemnly, "You can't save this money, otherwise the money will flow into the hands of those willing to give it."

   "Any suggestions?" He said frivolously.

  "You can ship those coins directly to the mint and give farmers bank notes, but these bank notes must be redeemable, otherwise the farmers will be disappointed in you and turn to other people."

  He doesn’t seem to be listening to her at all.

   "What are you thinking about?" She said angrily.

   "Thinking about how beautiful you are." He said with a glib tongue, "The Alps are just a mound in front of your beauty."

  She wanted to struggle out of his embrace, but instead got into trouble, she didn't move.

  "Tell me the truth about you." He whispered, "We are equal."

   "I can't apologize to him." She said with tears in her eyes.

   "I don't think he will be unresponsive to you." Leon said softly, "No matter how much he loves the dead woman, he won't be indifferent to you."

  She cried even more sadly.

  "It's like air. I usually feel that it is commonplace. Only when I am suffocated can I realize how much I need it." He said with compassion, "This is how people are. Only when they are lost do they understand how to cherish."

   "I am not a Sabine woman, England will not be merged into France." She added.

   "I know." He turned her over. "You can form an anti-French alliance, and I can also form an anti-British alliance to fight against British trade hegemony."

   "I can't do this!"

"Not everyone in the Portuguese is as stupid as the royal family. They hope that the arrival of France will bring them reform." He fiddled with her hair softly. "The bourgeoisie in Lisbon is not a fool, and Spain's industrialization and social structure are similar to Portugal. The level of urbanization is higher than that of Portugal."

  She blinked.

  "Where is the bourgeoisie in Porto?" she asked.

  Napoleon had a weird expression, "They hope to catch up with foreigners in eating toast and milk tea."

  She couldn't help but smile.

"When I was an officer with nothing, reading was my only pastime." He rubbed her arm. "I frugalized, handed over my salary to Louis, and let him go to school. I think his education is our brothers. I’m the most hopeful of him, but he doesn’t seem to want to be the father of that child."

   "Do you want to adopt Otense's son?"

He paused. "The vast majority of booksellers in Portugal gather in Lisbon. Unlike Porto, where pigs run around in the market, young people in that country are a little ambitious and choose to immigrate to Brazil and the United States. These liberals expect France to be able to Bring them new land ownership, new laws, and overthrow the feudal system. Their industrialists also think that we can help them get rid of British imported goods."

   "You want to talk to me, a British woman said that the Portuguese want to follow you French in revolution and drive away the British?"

  He smiled and kissed her, and pressed her to the desk.

  Perhaps seeing the owner being "attacked", Georgianna's short-legged cat jumped on Bonaparte's back, stretched out its paws and scratched his face.

His face was almost scratched, and he stared at the "bad cat" that he always gave him the best dried fish. After doing bad things, it ran away, and Georgiana couldn't help but laugh again. Up.

  He looked back at her.

  "You can try, maybe I can really not want Valais."

  She looked up at the "king".

   "I heard that you had a secret agreement when you signed the Amiens peace treaty?"

  He smiled and said nothing.

  "You can also make a secret appointment with the Swiss representatives." She reached out and stroked the golden embroidery on his coat.

  "About what?" He bent down like a cow being led by the neck.

  "Bank." She whispered, "Digging a secret vault in the Alps. User information is absolutely confidential. Only the code and password. Bank staff must abide by the confidentiality law. No user information is allowed to be leaked regardless of whether they are working or resigned.

  "What if the account code and password are lost?" he asked.

  "Customers' deposits are bank currency, and they have to make them feel profitable before they can really look at you." She whispered, "The explosion of the vault digging will cover up the explosion of the Simplon tunnel."

   "I had no intention of treating the Simplon Tunnel as a military secret." He leaned down again, "I want Milan and you."

   "I want to go to Venice more." She stared at his gray eyes. "I want to dance with you in the most beautiful living room in Europe."

  "Are you inviting me to dance?"

   "Severus invited me three times, but I never promised him. Later that year he went to the prom alone." She trembled, "Do you remember? The first time I saw you..."

   "Venice is now in Austrian hands." He interrupted her with indifference.

   "This is a stupid idea, isn't it?" She gasped hard and said as if she could not breathe, "So I said it is impossible for you to give up Valais."

   "What are you thinking about now?" He asked in a very calm voice.

"In the eyes of the world, which one is more glorious, Jinshan or Snow Mountain?" She asked the military strategist who had conquered the Alps twice. Are all guessing what is thinking on the other side of the mountain?"

   "Who is that general?" Napoleon asked.

  She regained consciousness a little, and felt that she shouldn’t have said the name of General Wellington.

  "Please don't tell anyone..." She pleaded a little arrogantly.

  He directly picked her up and took her to the bedroom next door.

  There should have been another newlywed couple there, but now they are in Spain.

  Not long after the two disappeared from the study, a gold coin rolled from the desk to the ground, making a clinking sound. The front of the coin was the profile of Louis XIV.

  Although they are all gold coins, and they all contain gold, British soldiers will not accept gold coins with Napoleon's profile, especially when they are about to fight a war to defeat him.

  Does not occupy the top of the snow-capped mountain, but is conquered by women, will Caesar be respected by soldiers?

  What kind of stunner in the world can make heroes worship?

  When the candlelight is swaying, someone sees Louis XIV on a gold coin, and someone sees a smart beauty. Which one is more charming?

  This is really a difficult puzzle.

  (End of this chapter)