Chapter 2046 "Watchtower" (4)

The lamp made by Fresnel at the second industrial fair was installed on the horse-shaped sculpture at the entrance of the tent. The light it emits and its volume are of interest to many people, but it is the size required to be applied to the lighthouse. There is still a certain gap. According to estimates, it will probably be as tall as a person, which is dozens of times larger than the finished product made by Fresnel in the Royal Glass Factory.

The treasures of the British Museum’s town hall include the Rosetta stele and the Portland vase. The method of making the Portland vase is a gem-relief technique. The dark glassware that has just been made and has not been cooled is immersed in white molten glass. In the form, it is called a relief-like decorative pattern.

  Fresnel did not consider mass production when making the test products. He assembled the ring prisms one by one according to the position and angle he calculated. Anyway, Mr. Turner is very optimistic about his invention, but making prismatic teeth is indeed not a simple process.

  Paris is never lack of novelty. In an exhibition, someone showed a crystal skull. It is said that it was made by the Maya thousands of years ago. It possesses mysterious power, but Mr. Turner found that it was made of a grinding wheel.

  He did not expose the liar, but he also broadened his new thinking. He and Fresnel had a feeling of being too late to meet each other, and Fresnel also ran out during class to find a lighthouse suitable for his newly invented lens with Turner.

  Fresnel hasn’t graduated yet. His behavior is a kind of absenteeism, but Georgiana didn’t accuse him. She had already accepted the lesson. These students are the “adults” who hate preaching the most.

  The two of them chatted behind, while Georgiana was chatting with Maria Edgeworth. She didn't mention too much about her novel, instead she talked about a duchess. The duchess was a lady of the earl before marrying the fifth duke. They met during the social season. The two soon fell into a fanatical love. The duchess satisfied all the wishes of the duchess, even Including going to Paris, which was not very safe during the Revolution.

  At that time, many aristocratic furniture and oil paintings were snatched from their houses by ordinary people for auction. The newlyweds bought a lot of good things.

At that time, the duke’s castle was an old, gloomy, and medieval cemetery. It didn’t feel young and fashionable at all. The duchess decided to rebuild it to look like she liked. For this reason, the duke had to sell several villages. Only then has enough funds.

   "He really sold the ancestral property?" Georgiana couldn't help exclaiming.

   "He really sold the ancestral property." Maria said with a smile, "just to build the home of their dreams."

  Georgiana couldn’t help but think of Rana. In order to build a new home for him and his new wife, he also embezzled the military expenses of the Guards.

  He didn't tell the truth at first, saying that it was the brothers who wanted to buy good things, so he spent more money, and asked Georgiana to help intercede, don't transfer him away.

  These people are all comrades-in-arms, and they have been bullets together on the battlefield. This kind of "trivial matter" is nothing to worry about.

  Napoleon still sent him to Antwerp to replace the smuggling mayor.

  "Don't you understand?" Maria asked.

   "What?" Georgiana asked inexplicably.

   "He loves her very much." Maria said, "Men are not as smart as you think."

  Georgiana is even more inexplicable.

  Maria looked at Georgiana and shook her head, "Where does Bonaparte have a crush on you?"

  Georgiana realized it, but she didn't feel much happy.

  She was "spoofed" by a young man who could be her son, and she really saw a ghost.

   "He asked you to organize a party, can I participate?" Maria asked, "For the sake of reminding you."

  "Don't you doubt his motives?" Georgiana asked.

   "I don't understand, what do you mean?" Maria frowned and asked.

   "Nothing." Georgian said no more. For example, Napoleon just pretended to be peaceful, but actually wanted to learn from Caesar to conquer Britain.

   "Did he write you a love letter?" Maria asked.

  "Do I have to answer this question?" Georgiana asked.

   "I think you should remember that this is an interview." Maria said with a smile, "I heard that France's first governor was still a poet, and he wrote a lot of love letters on the battlefield to Josephine."

  Georgiana's face dimmed suddenly.

  The letters written by the French to their families were all seized by the British and published, including Napoleon’s "love letters on the battlefield". If Josephine received those letters...

  "He gave me a manor and a boat." Georgiana said, "There are also countless jewels. Let me think, what else?"

   "Freedom." Maria said, "My father's friends think this is the degenerate atmosphere in France, and his daughter is forbidden to read and read."

   "Unbelievable." Georgiana stopped walking in surprise. "Which century do we live? Are we in the Middle Ages?"

  "You may have heard of the small group my father joined. I think they feel more like wizards, commanders of the elements, builders of time and space."

  Georgiana opened her mouth wide in surprise.

  "Is this a joke?" Georgiana asked after a while.

"No, my father is such a person. He has been experimenting with horse-drawn carriages, roads, and farming practices in Ireland. He seems to want to change that place. He doesn't even comment on him in the accident world." Maria sighed, "Very Sorry, I just said that I am a novelist in such a triumphant tone."

  "Do you think the Irish are behind themselves?" Georgiana asked.

   "You are very different from what people say." Maria said.

   "Oh, what do people say about me?"

   "Except for your blue eyes, nothing is the same." Maria stared at Georgiana and said.

  "Do you think they will be disappointed after seeing me?" Georgiana asked.

  "Are you really gay?" Maria asked.

   "If I say no..."

  "Then why did you become Bonaparte's mistress?" Maria asked before she was finished, "You don't really care about the things he gave you, do you?"

"how do you know?"

   "Showing off is not what you just said, and, I thought..." Maria paused, as if to sort out her words, and then said, "He doesn't oppress you like I thought."

  Georgiana remembered the issue of divorce and women’s property in the Civil Code.

   "He has a lot of things that are different from what you think." Georgiana said.

   "You don't feel that you are drifting away from the mainstream society composed of many people. You have to rely on Bonaparte to have everything you have now."

   "Yes, I think so." Georgiana must answer for sure.

  Maria was a little frightened.

   "I know what you mean." Georgiana sneered, "Do you think I'm a weak woman?"

   "Aren't you?" Maria asked.

   "You may have heard the rumor that witches are always living in isolation. Unless human civilization returns to the Middle Ages, you can't burn me to death in the name of witches and homosexuality." Georgiana said with a cold face.

   "Well, let's change the topic. Do you think it is normal for the children of your charity organization to be able to read and read without working?" Maria asked.

   "Of course not." Georgiana said confidently, "But this is the privilege I enjoy next to Napoleon, isn't it?"

  Maria opened her mouth in surprise.

   "I know that some people use the name of charity to make those children child labor." Georgiana replied calmly, "But with me, the same thing will not happen."

   "But I have been to the shelter you run, why are those people spinning?" Maria asked.

   "Always find something for the children."

  "Do you think they are playing?" Maria asked incredulously.

   "After class, yes." Georgiana said.

  Malia shook her head, "We live in different universes."

   "I agree." Georgiana frowned. "I don't believe that nothing will be rewarded for nothing."

   "You are too naive, even if you give everything, men will still discard you." Maria provocatively said, "Do you think Bonaparte will love you forever?"

  "Are you saying that when I am old and faint, he will find a younger one?" Georgiana said with a smile.

   "Isn't Josephine a lesson for you?" Maria asked.

  Georgiana could not find a word to refute.

  "I understand why you want to escape, but consider Bonaparte as your home..." Maria shook her head slightly.

"Have you ever heard such a word "God listens to peace"." Georgiana asked "Before the opening of the drama, this word will first enter the audience's eyes, and after the end of the song, the word will remain in your field of vision last. , It means that if God hears it, it will give peace and happiness."

   "I don't think peace and happiness are bestowed by God." Maria said, "It's a human, Georgian."

"That name was what he called me, and I refused to tell him my real name at the time." She said proudly. Factors help."

   "What are you talking about, ladies?" Mr. Turner asked with a smile.

  Georgiana and Maria stared at each other, and no one ignored him.

  It’s a pity that there were no women boxing in the 19th century, otherwise they could put on their gloves and have a good fight.

  It’s really late to see each other.

  (End of this chapter)