Chapter 1292 Treasures of the Kingdom

  If you cause trouble, of course you want to run as far as you want.

  The commotion on the left bank of the Seine did not reach the right bank, and the coachman sent Giorgioanna and Sophie to the Sanctuary of Our Lady of Victory near the Louvre.

  This was built by Louis XIII to celebrate the victory over the Protestants in La Rochelle. He attributed the reason for the victory to the prayer for the Blessed Virgin. It was used as the lottery headquarters and stock exchange during the governorship. On July 15, 1801, the second day of the French National Day, the academic appointment was officially signed, and the church resumed its original role.

  If it were in the past, she must unconditionally support peace, because no matter how bad the peace is, it is also beneficial to women.

  But in addition to participating in profitable wars, men will also participate in unprofitable wars. Such unprofitable wars maintain the morality in their hearts and some things they think can be sacrificed for them.

  It is understandable that the government does not believe in God, but they should not use lottery tickets and noise to tarnish this quiet church.

  This church is famous for its votive objects. The nuns put it up so that it can receive people. Some people put prayer cards on the shrine. In addition, she found some military medals.

  Someone hoped to persuade Sharptal through Georgiana that his hope of receiving the Republic Medal of Honor at the National Day dinner was lost. Sharptal still did not accept it. He still stayed in Rambouillet to preside over the sugar factory.

  His guardian did so badly that the first ruling lord wanted to change her guardian again.

  She didn’t know whether Leon was looking for a fig leaf or for political purposes, anyway he wanted to be casual.

  As the carriage passed by the left bank of the Seine, she subconsciously glanced at the direction of the Eiffel Tower, remembering the last time she walked with another person.

  They had a terrible dinner, but they did a great dance, and then he took her to the hotel.

   Rambouillet’s dinner day was almost the same. She would waltz, but the minuet was terrible. The lord of Rambouillet had to endure it and made fun of her when he returned to the tent at night.

  The tent set up by the pond was very luxurious, not like a military tent at all, and he taught her how to dance in the tent.

  The ending will be the same. It seems that men of their type have so much the same tricks, lack of novel ideas, and are not at all as good at tricks as other young people.

  When the first ruling was awarded the medal, Sharptal did not watch. He walked into the garden by himself, seeming to forget his duty as a guardian.

  Georgiana had to go to her guardian to guard her.

  As a world-class chemist, Sharptal could have taken refuge in the United States during the turmoil in France, but he did not. At that time, other European countries wanted to carve up France. He was forced to get involved in the war. He used his knowledge to make gunpowder and other "powders" used in warfare, so that France would not be under the dual pressure of economic blockade and military blockade, because Missing the necessary minerals and running out of ammunition.

  He doesn’t care who is ruling France, whether it is the Jacobins, the governorship or Napoleon, as long as he can protect the country from turbulence and foreign invasion, he is content.

  Honor is just a foreign object to him, and he values ​​the real thing more.

  As a scientist, he has a very good relationship with the church that represents "superstition". The director of education just established by Napoleon has 4 places, and he also has the qualifications of recommenders. There are several monks in his list of candidates.

Napoleon was a soldier, but he did not intend to build France into a country ruled by warlords. Only one of the four educational director positions was reserved for Domairon, who was once the Brienne Military Academy, which is Napoleon’s alma mater. Teacher, Napoleon is very nostalgic.

At the same time, he also bears a lot of grudges. Politically, his views cannot be disputed by others. One day, he and a few comrades in the country ate in the countryside. During the discussion on the rights of elected representatives across the country, he had a heated argument with a captain. Then he walked back to Valence alone.

On the way, a storm came suddenly, and he had to run under a tree to avoid the rain. After a while, the captain who was arguing with him passed by alone in a two-wheeled carriage, pretending not to recognize Napoleon, and later became Lord Bonaparte. When he reached the peak of power, no matter how many people suggested to promote the officer, he always refused.

  This is very puzzling to many unknown people, because Napoleon has been trying to find the comrades whom Valence knew and put them in a good position.

  Domayron happened to be one of the insiders. He and Sharptal were both members of the Education Reform Committee. The two chatted about it, and then Sharptal told Georgianna.

  That captain was indeed excellent, and there were too many people who recommended him. Napoleon used this person's wrong intentions as a prevarication and said that he would not be promoted. Later, in order to buy food, he turned to Uvral, who was truly unhealthy, to replace Sharptal. At first, Sharptal didn't understand it, but then he figured it out by himself that he was really not suitable for this kind of work.

  Georgiana has only contacted wizard schools and ordinary Muggle schools, and has not yet contacted boys in military academies.

  Later, when Sharptal said something, she didn't care much. She was patronizing the imagination of the cadet boy who was hiding under the tree in the storm and staring at the "enemy carriage" with hatred and jealousy and went away.

  She is almost fifty years old, but she loves fantasy in her heart like a 15-year-old girl.

  She imagined what would happen after she was driving a two-wheeled carriage, stopped in front of the cadet boy who was hiding from the rain under the tree, and kindly picked him up for a while.

  He would say thank you arrogantly, then turn around and leave, or wait under the tree for her to pass by again in the carriage.

  She stroked the medal on the shrine that she did not know who left it, and her mood once again returned to calm, although she did not hear the choir singing in this place.

"What are you thinking?"

  The mother of the church asked with a smile.

   "A arrogant and rude kid." Georgiana said with a smile.

  "Who is he from yours?" The grandmother had to ask some knowingly.

   "My dream girl." She said with a smirk.

   "What is he doing?"

   "A soldier."

  Grandma was a little surprised.

   "I didn't fall in love with his uniform." Georgiana defended.

   "Then what do you like him?"

  There were many thoughts in her mind.

   "Just like it." She finally concluded, "Unfortunately, he is in a terrible profession. He has to get his hands dirty, but he is a clean person."

   "You are also very clean." The grandmother stroked Georgiana's forehead "Come on, pray with us."

  She shook her head and refused.

  "Knowing about Caesar does not have to be a Caesar, I understand that the church does not have to be a believer."

   "Georgiana."

  She turned her head and looked at the person standing at the door calling her.

   "Come with me." The cadet boy in the rain said firmly to her.

   "I'm leaving now." She waved goodbye to the grandmother.

  After she approached, the cadet boy immediately grabbed her hand and led her to run, as if hiding from the rain.

  She didn't know where he was going to take her, but she was willing to go wherever he went.

  As a result, he just took her out of the church, and when he reached the corner of the street, he started kissing her.

  The weather in summer is really abnormal. It was clear and cloudless just now, but now it is raining heavily.

  A roofed room is definitely more comfortable, but the rain is like a baptism, washing away all the filth on them.

  As if she was still a girl, and he was still a teenager.

  When the kiss was over, she tasted blood, maybe her lips were bitten.

  He put his forehead to hers, and closed his eyes as if he was enjoying.

   "You are my treasure." He whispered.

  She thought of Albus' epitaph, and then she thought of another wizard.

  "You have to return something from someone else."

  He looked very unhappy.

  She thought of the captain. No matter how good he was or how many people persuaded him, the Corsicans said that they would not be promoted, so she stopped talking about this topic.

   "I want to see the Crown of Thorns." She said, "Is it still in Notre-Dame de Paris?"

  He stared at her like an elegant deer.

  "Do you think it should be returned to the Holy See?"

   "Of course I stay in France!" She quickly replied, "Unless we return to the dark medieval era, we will allow the monarchy to be granted by the gods."

   "Girl, thank you for revenge for us." Bonaparte said politely.

   "I still think revenge will cause more problems." She was uncomfortable against the wall. "Can you step back?"

  He kissed her again, this time with a provocative feeling.

  Before being confused and infatuated, she pushed the shameless little thief away.

   "What are you thinking! This is the church!"

   "The bridegroom can kiss the bride at the wedding, I made no mistake." He said arrogantly, looking particularly begging.

  "Don’t hate them, they are also for survival. I think that soldier himself has a problem, how can he easily give up the life given by his parents.

   "I will tell them when they come back. One more item will be added to the escort's order. Suicide is tantamount to fleeing the battle, willing to be defeated."

   "What about those who drank opium?"

  "They choose not to drag us down." Napoleon said quietly, "They die in peace and beautiful dreams, and they will go to heaven."

  "How about holding a mass for those who died in the Great Patriotic War? I think they deserve it."

   "I will talk to the archbishop."

  She didn’t know what to say.

   "What's wrong with you?" He smiled badly.

  Her mind is blank.

   "You can say, kiss me, the lover of my dreams." He coaxed to her.

  She raised her hand and slapped him.

  He was not angry, and even closed his eyes with some enjoyment, and shouted towards the sky, "Thank you, God, I love you."

  She didn’t bother to deal with this lunatic again.

  As soon as she was about to leave, she was caught by her hand. He picked her up, laughing and spinning in the rain.

   "Let me down quickly!" She threatened fiercely.

  But someone is unmoved, and continues to go around, as if he suddenly had supernatural powers.

  (End of this chapter)