Chapter 1363 Brimorion

  The most frequent route from Paris to Versailles is to pass the Sèvres Bridge. After crossing this bridge, you will arrive at Saint Luke.

  On the opposite side of St. Luke’s Palace, there is a small hill named Brimullen. There is a bridgehead on the hill, which together with St. Luke’s guards protects the Sèvre Bridge.

  Prince Eugen made the mistake of placing his reserve team on the other side of the bridge, causing his army to come, and because he couldn't cross the river, he could only watch them wiped out.

  The French certainly don’t make the same mistake. The Sèvres Bridge is named after the town of Cerf, which is famous for making porcelain. The nobles in the old days liked to use porcelain, but the price of porcelain shipped from China was so high that even the nobles dared not use it at will. In the 17th century, there was a small town like Self that imitated Chinese porcelain.

Before Louis XIV, Versailles was only the king’s hunting palace, similar to the Vincennes Forest, only the size of a village. Later, it became a place where nobles from all over France gathered. In the 18th century, there were urban planning, churches, hotels, and schools. The settlements develop to the north, and on the eve of the Revolution, this satellite city of Paris has become the actual capital of France.

  Neither Serf nor Versailles has enough space to build a military camp, but there is a Meudon Forest on the throat between the two, which is opposite St Luke.

François Marie de Breuère, the first Duke of Breuère, was the third son of the Count of Breuiere. He served as the French marshal in the times of Louis XIV and Louis XV, and once Participate in the War of the Spanish Succession. Later, he participated in the War of the Austrian Succession and commanded the French army in Germany, but because he had no guts, the only victory he went was in the battle of Sahai in Bohemia, so he was made a duke.

Victor François, the second Duke of Breuer, was a French marshal during the periods of Louis XV and Louis XVI. He and his father, the first Duke of Breuer, served in Italy in July 1789. After the people of Paris captured the Bastille, Louis XVI ordered him to command the troops near Versailles in the season and serve as Minister of the Army. A few days later, he was defeated and he was forced to go into exile.

After Napoleon sent the exiles back to his country, he passed the committee and met the requirements to return. He is currently living in his previous residence, while his son, Acié Lyons Victor Charles, is studying law at the French Academy. No longer has anything to do with the military.

The barracks built by the second Duke of Breuère was on the east side of the Meudon Forest, in the direction of the Cerf Bridge. He asked the soldiers to chop down the trees in the forest and use those woods to directly cover the wooden houses and wooden houses. Fence.

   Outside the wooden fence of the camp is the cemetery of the citizens of Cerf. Usually, few people come to the village except for sacrifices and sweeps. The guard posts built against the mountains are all there. There are ponds in the forest, and reeds flutter in the ponds, which are the habitat of wild ducks and other birds.

  There are many types of trees in the forest, including oak, beech, birch, poplar, etc., but the largest proportion of these tree species is still chestnut, which is estimated to account for half of the forest.

September and October are the seasons for chestnuts to mature. When Georganna and Granit were looking at the barracks in the forest, they met many citizens who picked up chestnuts. This kind of natural gift is free, and those who pick up chestnuts are dressed. Decent, rich people who come for an outing, but also poor people in rags. Because most of the chestnuts were picked up by women and children, there was no dispute between them. They all carried a basket full of chestnuts on their arms.

  Wild ducks are not allowed to hunt, but they did not say that no traps are allowed. The little boys are waiting for the greedy ducks to bait by the pond. Georgiana couldn't help being greedy. After picking up the chestnuts, she lit a fire by the pond and roasted the chestnuts on a hot slate. Bruna and the two plainclothes who came with them are also divided into some, the soft and sweet freshly roasted chestnut is delicious, maybe it is the fresh air, or the charming autumn colors in the forest, Granny Te's spirit has improved a lot, and he has an appetite to eat chestnut.

  They watched the children catching wild ducks together. The noise of the children added a bit of popularity to this quiet forest. It didn't sound annoying anymore.

  "A beautiful place." Granit said to Georgiana in English, "We can make this a small town."

   "Then I can't control it." Georgiana peeled off a chestnut, and its fruit was golden.

   "We used porcelain for dinner that day, why don't we use gold and silver?" Granit asked.

   "I don't need it." She shook her head, "Napoleoni has a lot of gold, and he has to find someone to look at it. I am too lazy to waste time on it."

  "If you were to be the steward, what would you do?" Granitche asked persistently.

  She glanced at Granit, and he looked at her seriously, as if she would continue to ask if she didn’t answer the question.

"The monarch should entrust others to carry out the things that cause the criticism, and leave it to himself." She said slowly, "I will find a very strict British butler. The butler will watch for me at home. Servant, avoid them from stealing my things, I will reward those who do things seriously."

  He laughed, "It sounds like I am the housekeeper."

   "That's why the king needs you." Georgiana put the chestnut into her mouth. "Addington will be useless after using it. You will be activated again, Diamond Kid."

   "I thought it was your intentional act that day." Granit said with a cold face, "How to throw the teapot on the ground just for the show."

   "Are you scared by Lucien?"

   "I think you were scared." Granit threw a chestnut into his mouth. "He can't compare to his brother."

   "You mean Lucien?"

   "Otherwise who do you think I am talking about?"

   "Lucien's way of terror is not the same as Napoleone." Georgiana reminded "He is a smiling tiger."

   "Did he scare you?" Granit looked at her, nodding her head so much that he meant it for her.

   "It's a family affair." She said dryly, "It has nothing to do with state affairs."

   "I have several friends from Scotland." Granit said, "You can also treat me as your friend."

  She thought about it, but still didn't say.

  She was afraid that Granit knew about Napolioni’s weakness and used it to deal with him, so that Lucien would have an excuse for her to hurt him and get rid of her "decently".

  If it weren’t for Josephine’s overdoing, Lucien would not accept an English woman.

Lucien is not like Napoleon. Women are not his weakness. As for what his weaknesses are, Giorgioanna can’t see clearly. He is not like Napoleon and Louis XVI who will show mercy to women. This is Lucien Bo The terrifying place of Napa.

  Josephine is now being bullied by the Bonaparte family, and outsiders also blame her for the mistake. Who told her to make the mistake first. Is this kind of life happy?

  "Are you happy?" Granit asked.

  "Except for his guilt to my husband, he is very good to me. Sometimes I even hope that Mr. Smith will not come to me." She smiled bitterly and said, "He has always had other women in his heart."

   "What kind of woman can make Mr. Smith remember so much?" Granit asked gently.

   "A woman who sacrificed herself for her child." Georgiana regretted it after she said "You can't tell anyone."

   "How did she die? Difficult delivery?"

   "A bad guy broke into her house. She died while fighting with bad guys to protect her children." Georgiana sighed, "I should resist harder."

   "He forced you?" Granit said in a gloomy tone.

   "I mean, I should resist Napolioni's charm more firmly. Did I put Mr. Smith to shame?"

   Granit did not speak.

   "I'm sorry." She said apologetically, "I actually asked you for forgiveness."

   "Not everyone is in favor of peace talks." Granit said in a calm tone, "It is not the Prince of Wales who sent the horse."

  "Then he had better give another gift, otherwise this misunderstanding Bonaparte will be remembered for a lifetime."

   "Do you have any suggestions?"

  Georgiana began to think, apart from Egypt, what else would Napoleon like?

   "He likes swans very much." She thought for a long time and said, "You can send some more."

   "We have delivered it." Granit stared at her and said, "There is another swan princess."

   Even if it was a compliment, she was very happy to hear it. Which girl didn't dream of a princess?

   "Georgiana." Granit suddenly said, "Could you call me William."

  She was surprised "I don't think it is appropriate to do this."

  "My Christian name is different from his. The Christian name was originally called among friends."

   "I thought we were discussing what to give Napoleone as a gift."

   "He doesn't need it anymore, he already has the whole world, what else does he want?" Granit sneered.

  Georgiana can’t tell.

  Napoleon still needs the love of others. Many people are cursing him to death silently, but he is basically a good man.

   "Let's go back to Paris." She stood up. "The newspaper says there will be an Orionids meteor shower tonight."

   "Aren't you watching with him?"

   "He likes to use binoculars to see other things." She said flatly.

   "That's really boring." Granit said with interest. "How about having dinner together before going to the observatory?"

   "I'm following the fashion too." She said with a smile, "I actually had dinner with the British."

  She regretted it after she said it.

  She said this as if she was French.

  "Pick some chestnuts and go back." Granit turned off the subject, "The British streets are full of chestnuts and nobody picks them up."

"British chestnuts are not edible. The chestnuts are poisonous." Georgian immediately reminded him, "Edible chestnuts and inedible chestnuts must be carefully distinguished. I specifically reminded in the brochure that the chestnut shell is covered with thorns. The horse chestnut is very smooth, the fruit of the chestnut is fluffy, the whole fruit of the horse chestnut is round, and there are seven leaves of the horse chestnut."

   "I really envy the French." Granit said, "They have a forest where they can pick up chestnuts."

  "How do you know that the French don't envy us?" Georgiana said with a smile.

   "Like what?"

   "Poverty relief tax, with this civilian, there is no need to worry about bread, let alone picking up chestnuts in the forest to eat."

  "Are you not going to remind him?"

   "No." Georgiana shook her head, "I think he learned from you."

  Granite laughed.

   "Then we won't tell him."

  "This is a secret, just tell me what I told you before."

  He held out his little thumb towards her.

"how old are you?"

  "This is a contract." Granit said solemnly, "no matter how naive the way it was signed."

  Georgina hesitated for a moment, and stretched out her finger to hook him.

   "Now we have a secret." Granit smiled, "You want to call me William, Georgian."

  She shook her head, "The name William always reminds me of your father."

   "What did you mention him for?" William Pitt Jr. exclaimed pretentiously.

   "How about I call you Thomas? Diamond kid?"

  "Why don't you call me a housekeeper?" Granit said.

  "I prefer butler. It comes from the French word bouteiller, which means the sommelier at the banquet. Guess who is in charge of the wine at the banquet in Greek mythology?"

   "Bacchus?"

   "It is the prince of Troy, Ganymedes, he is as handsome as you."

   "I still like Dionysus." Granit said coldly.

   "Oh~" She didn't know how to continue.

   "Let's go, pick up chestnuts." Granite said happily, really picking up chestnuts.

  Georgiana looked at his back and shook her head. Just when she wanted to find something to hold chestnut, Brunner had already come over with a small basket.

   "Take it, I have already paid." Brunner said.

  "Thank you." Georgiana took the basket. It was too old to be worth any money, and even if it was new, it was not worth 1 franc.

  In fact, compared to eating chestnuts directly, chestnut cakes are more delicious and can be sold for more money. But nowadays, many French families have ovens, and how many people can bake cakes?

  Georgina sighed helplessly. She wanted to eat the chestnut cake that she had eaten on the European train last time.

  (End of this chapter)