Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 2441 "Sheep" and "Wolf" (2)

After the redistribution of public land in France in 1789, there was a wave of baby boomers, and even the farm laborers got land, which improved their miserable lives, and because there were no more lords and nobility, there were no more land annexers. People yearn for a happy and comfortable life.

At the same time, some small farmers and day laborers left the countryside and migrated to the cities, not only because of the attraction of urban wages, jobs and new lifestyles, but also because the old system that locked serfs firmly in the past had collapsed. If the children of serfs want to inherit their parents' things, they must stay at home. If this rule is not followed, everything from their parents will be taken away by the lord.

  Cities, especially cities like Paris, attract many people, which may be the reason why Jeanne did not choose to leave after cheating, but continued to stay in Paris until the paper could not cover the fire.

  Apart from Paris, the rest of the world is in the countryside. How could she be used to living in Versailles?

   After changing her clothes, Georgiana calmed down a little. Human memory is very imperfect, and it is easy to be forgotten and misinterpreted, so props like Pensieve are needed, so that you can witness the situation when the crime happened, just like watching surveillance video.

   Gossip is out of control, and although they are not necessarily all false, it cannot be ruled out that someone has done it on purpose. For example, after the necklace incident, there was another rumor on the market that Queen Marie and Jeanne conspired to defraud the Archbishop of Rohan.

  When everyone is spreading rumors, some people will take the rumors as true, and they don’t even think they change their confessions to be consistent with the rumors. The Gongjie scouts are not only diligent, but also time consuming. They must collect confessions from various sources before the rumors spread, and then cross these confessions.

   Probably heard the footsteps of Georgiana, Langenhofen, who was waiting in the lobby on the first floor, turned his head and looked at Georgiana on the stairs with a little surprise.

She knew that this outfit would surprise him, and it was estimated that he would not see it in Brussels or even other countries. The men's clothes she brought had been modified by Bertin and the gold scissors tailor she found, and it had become neutral. Pin the amethyst lotus brooch she just bought, but unfortunately she is not tall, but she does not intend to pass on high heels, but wears boots that are more convenient for walking on the mud.

   "I'm sorry to call you so late, Senator." She said in a pretentious manner, walking down the stairs. "Is it safe to come here?"

   "It doesn't matter." Langenhofen said calmly, "I believe no robber dares to attack the police."

   "You can just send the chief of police, why come in person."

   "Actually, I have something else to discuss with you." Langenhofen brought up his briefcase. "Let the police handle the work of the police."

   "Matilda!" she shouted.

   "Yes, ma'am!" Matilda responded from upstairs.

   "Go make a pot of tea and bring it to the living room."

   Then she went with Langenhofen to the place where his wife had been received in the morning.

Soon after they were seated, the Duchess of Rushfoucault brought them steaming tea with the maid herself, and Langenhofen took a silver jug ​​from her jacket pocket and poured a little brandy into the tea. , drink it hot.

   "Add some more wood to the stove," said Georgiana to the Duchess of Rushfoucault.

   "Yes, ma'am."

   answered Alice's mother, but it was the maid who came in with her. After the fire in the fireplace was well up, the servants all withdrew, leaving only the former Duchess standing in the corner.

  Langhenhofen glanced at Duchess Rushfoucault.

   "Just say it." Georgiana said calmly.

   "We have come up with a plan for the maintenance of the Brussels Boulevard." Langenhofen took a stack of papers out of his briefcase. "We can fund it from the postage."

   "I don't think it's worth the trip yourself," said Georgiana.

"This is what our agronomists came up with. We can change pigs from free-range to captivity, and use sugar beet residues as pig feed. The detailed plan is in the report, but this involves a problem. ." Langchenhoffen paused. "We need agricultural protection tariffs."

  Georgianna looked at Langenhofen without touching the document.

   "Not to France, but to the Netherlands, especially meat, I think you also know how much cheaper beef is than pork."

   "If you export pork to France, you will know that the price of pork will soon rise again because the supply exceeds the demand." Georgiana said.

   "Pigs are not like cattle and sheep. They only have one litter. Besides, they eat everything and can stay in the pigsty all the time without grazing on pastures. Have you been to St. Giles Parish?"

   "What?" said Georgiana.

"I don't think you've been there, even though you're English," said Langenhofen. "It's where the lowest Irish people in London live, and they're in all sorts of professions, a lot of them boxing and fighting, and so on. It attracts a lot of gamblers, and they also raise pigs where they live, usually in the backyard, sometimes downstairs, with a large family living in a single room supported by dirty wood."

  Georgianna was speechless.

"They do everything, so Londoners think the Irish are taking their jobs. There's an open space there, where they usually fight. The Irish and the English often fight there, and the police are often asked to organize. I don't think so. I don't want Belgium to be like this."

   "You don't welcome the Irish?" asked Georgiana.

   "It's predictable, ma'am, I've been a lawyer for the Brabantine insurgents, but I also know how desperate they are to go home."

   "What do you want to say?" she asked patiently.

   "Don't treat us as a colony," Langenhofen said, "or give us the justice."

   "You think I can call the shots?" asked Georgiana in surprise.

   "You signed that document..."

"I don't want to sign it!" she shouted angrily. "I don't know how angry he will be, but how do you say 'the price of these people's lives is to make the bad people change their ways, not to entertain the public', you Do you think I am that kind of person?"

  Langhenhofen sighed.

   "Then why did you sign?"

  Georgianna did not answer.

   "I heard that you passed by the town of St. Nicholas, and the people there welcome you, why?" Langenhofen asked.

   "I need time to think about it," said Georgiana.

"This is our condition. If we can agree, it is not impossible to implement a beet sugar factory." Langenhofen said, "The poor and the rich must satisfy their appetites, although whether it is wine or sugar, it is harmful to the body. It's no good."

   "You sound like a doctor."

   "I was originally a doctor."

   "What about your brother, why doesn't he go out to practice medicine?"

   Langhenhofen did not answer.

   "I should take him to those parties less." Henry said with some remorse, "because he took mysticism seriously."

   (end of this chapter)