Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 2244 Fierce Frenzy (4)

  Some shadows can be seen at the junction of the sky and the sea, which looks like a land. She squinted to see if it was England.

   "You can try a telescope." Richard said to Georgiana, "if you really want to see clearly."

  Georgianna looked at what he was holding. "Is this the Belgian food you found?"

   Richard smiled and handed her the french fries and mussels in his hand.

   "Others say we're a food desert, let's see how they make fried potatoes?"

  Georgianna looked at the french fries in her hand. It was eaten with sticky mayo, and the mussels were cooked in white wine with a strong aroma of wine.

   She took a sip, and the taste was good, but the potatoes were too hard fried, and the salt was a little too much.

   "I heard it was your idea." Richard said suddenly.

"what?"

   "Raise orphans with beer taxes."

   "Oh, that wasn't my idea, it was Queen Catherine's." Georgiana said quickly, "I just heard that Belgians love beer."

   "Why not bring Bordeaux wines to Belgium?" Richard asked.

   "I don't think they like it." Georgiana mused. "The Dutch and the Germans love beer."

   "Have you ever thought that wine merchants feel like they've been abandoned? Wine is blessed wine."

   "I know," said Georgiana indifferently. "But when they complain about refusing to pay the charitable entry tax, I think they have forgotten what kindness is."

   "How do you know the brewers won't be like them? Do you think the Tartu brewers really agreed to the system because of orphans?"

  Georgianna looked at him.

   "That's just an excuse, but it needs a buffer when the conflict becomes irreconcilable." Richard took a bite of the French fries. "Well, it's too hard and too salty."

  Georgianna was so angry that she ate a mussel and opened it. The sand inside was not cleaned up, and she almost vomited.

   "The next trip, you will be the protagonist." Richard picked out a less firm fries and dipped it in mayonnaise. "The First Ruler is your foil."

  Georgianna woke up suddenly.

   "No wonder he told me to keep Leclerc in mourning," she muttered.

   "It may be a political purpose, or it may be that he really wants to mourning General Leclerc, don't think about him too complicated." Richard said.

   "Then why did you become my guardian? And he agreed." Georgiana asked rhetorically.

  Richard smiled and looked at the sea.

Georgiana wanted to remind him that if Napoleon lost at Waterloo, as in history, all the British people who had contact with him would be suspicious, including even the Prince of Wales, Georgiana couldn't remember what they sent, but It was this kind of polite exchange of gifts that got him attacked.

   "You're a fool," muttered Georgiana, taking another bite of the French fries.

   "Can I ask, why did you leave your husband? I have heard many versions of the legend, but I want to hear the truth from you."

   "You can't." She said angrily, thinking the fries were terrible, but she didn't want to waste food.

"There is always someone who talks and judges others. I have been married four times, and my current wife is one year younger than my daughter. If I care what others say, I will not marry her." Richard De paused, "You told me just now, don't let your daughter become someone else's mistress."

   "It's strange how you persuade people." Georgiana looked at the red-faced Irishman.

   "You are also very strange." He said not to be outdone, "Who would leave the husband who gave you a happy life and become someone else's mistress?"

   "You won't give up until you get the answer, right?"

   "Don't underestimate the spirit of exploration."

  Georgianna looked at him fiercely.

   "Imagine yourself facing those rappers." Richard said fearlessly. "You'll be grateful to the First Regent for ending this trip early."

   She sat still, while Richard continued to eat Belgian fries dipped in mayo.

"I think it's easy to hate a person. Someone told me that he and the woman before him have passed, but I always feel that she is there." Georgiana said, "Love needs a broad mind, and my heart is not so broad. ."

   Richard sighed.

   "Today Lyon told me to buy Rembrandt paintings to compensate me, but I think he still doesn't understand the meaning of those paintings."

   "Lyon? Oh~" Richard suddenly realized "this is your nickname."

   "No, that's what his mother called him." Georgiana explained dryly.

   "Look, gossip never goes out of style." Richard smiled and had to eat a bite of fried potatoes.

   "You guys are single-minded, you all like young and beautiful girls." She teased "Severus is different from you, he has always liked Lily."

   "Who is Severus? Mr. Smith?" Richard asked.

   "That's right, it's him!" With hatred, Georgiana kept stirring the fries in the mayonnaise. "He has never forgotten his first love."

   "Can you tell me who told you that he and the previous woman have passed?" Richard asked.

   "Another woman we were friends for a while, and her son was my godson," Georgiana replied.

   "What is the basis of her judgment?"

"For some reason, she visited 'Mr. Smith', who was living with 'Wormtail' at the time, and Wormtail was the culprit who indirectly killed Mr. Smith's first love. She judged that Wormtail was still alive, If Mr Smith was really in love with his first love, Wormtail would be dead."

"Do you believe?"

   "I believed it," she said sadly. "But everyone is saying he still loves her, so I'm not sure if I should believe it."

   "Do you want my advice?" Richard asked.

   "What do you want to say?" asked Georgiana.

   "Believe what that woman said, and you said it yourself just now. It's easy to hate someone, and it takes a broad mind to love someone. Do you think Mr. Smith is an open-minded person?"

   she recalled.

   "What was he doing?" Richard asked.

   "On a mission." Georgiana replied.

  Richard's eyes flickered, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Is he really a spy?"

  Georgianna did not answer.

  Richard looked at the sea and shook his head and sighed.

   "He was involved in another war, he had already retired, and we came to Europe on our honeymoon," Georgiana explained immediately.

"You know what Pete called you? He called you Lady 'The Earl of Aberdeen'." Richard looked at Georgiana "I can see he has you in his heart, don't break his heart. "

   She was a little stunned.

   "It doesn't seem right to say that. If Napoleon's army really crossed the strait, we would be the poor one." Richard laughed madly.

   "What's so funny?" she said resentfully.

   "Do you know the name of the Archbishop of Dublin? His name is Troy."

   (end of this chapter)