Harry Potter Morning Light

The Louvre has two libraries.

A mirror gallery built by Louis XIV. It used to be the secret room of Louis XIV's bedroom. Since 1722, it has been used as the conference room of the French Royal Academy of Painting and Sculpture, and then became the library of the academy.

The other is located near the Marley Atrium.

No matter how friendly she was, it was impossible for her to sleep in a public place like the school library.

The second floor of the library on the other side of the atrium is now used as an office area, where the offices of the Ministry of Antiquities of Ancient Greece and Egypt and the Art Committee are located. Passing through the art exhibition area, you will reach a double staircase. Follow this double staircase You can reach the library, where all the thousands of tons of books that Napoleon looted from the church are placed.

Other people's wedding nights would never be like theirs, but the groundbreaking ceremony wasn't a wedding, so she could only console herself with it. This was her punishment for abandoning her legal husband and choosing to be the concubine of a young man who was rich and powerful and young enough to be her son.

She wants to sleep, today is an exciting day for her, besides, she has to meet two big people tomorrow, she needs to maintain strong energy and clear mind. So she unceremoniously occupied the office of the ancient Greek antiquities department.

Matilda is Sophie's former classmate and an old aristocrat. The former aristocratic lady is now very skilled at making beds and the like. The Great Revolution changed the fate of many people. In the past, the women of the Bonaparte family also worked as a washerwoman.

"Georgianna, someone is looking for you." Caroline said to her in an "equal" tone.

"who?"

"Can you find some more maids?" Caroline said impatiently.

"Who is looking for me?"

"He's waiting for you in the meeting room."

"this late……"

Before she could finish speaking, Carolan left directly.

"Miss Lestrange thought we would live in the Tuileries." Matilda said softly, "I'll decorate her bedroom later."

"What a wayward lady." Georgiana said angrily, put down the quilt in her hand, and went to the meeting room to meet the guests.

When she came to the big conference room, the Cavalry Inspector Dawu was walking up and down in the conference room, and two soldiers stood upright beside him.

"What's the matter with you so late?"

"Excuse me." Davout bowed to Georgiana, and then waved his hand, and the two soldiers strode over, one left and one right to support her.

"What are you doing?! Let me go!"

She was ignored at all.

"Caroline!" she cried.

This time her irresponsible bodyguard finally appeared, and she stood in front of the male soldiers.

"Where are you taking her?"

"How can we let the bride and groom live in two different places on the wedding night." Davout said to Caroline, "I will send my wife to see the general."

Caroline stepped aside and let the door open.

"Have a nice evening," Coroline said unemotionally, waving behind her, and Georgiana was taken away from the Louvre by kidnapping.

Davout prepared a carriage for her, with cavalry waiting at the front and rear. After Georgiana was forced into the carriage, the coachman immediately let the horse gallop. on the street.

The city defense team seemed to have been greeted in advance, and they opened the city gates all the way to let them go. They quickly left the city of Paris and drove to the suburbs.

Georgiana felt that she was not like a bride at the moment, but rather like a packaged gift, which was used by Davout to curry favor with her superiors.

Who let him go wrong.

If Napoleon hadn't reacted quickly today, he might have been assassinated successfully, and he would have become the second Caesar.

Georgiana really couldn't imagine that she could still remain sober and calm at this time. She took out the cold letter. How could it look like a newlywed husband wrote to his wife?

She couldn't think of how to reply to the letter, maybe it would be better to take this opportunity to talk in person.

She lay down directly on the sofa of the carriage and took a nap, thinking that they would definitely call her when she got there. In the rickety carriage, she vaguely remembered the scene when she was taken to Paris from the countryside last time. It was a serious-looking middle-aged man who came to pick her up.

When she got to the canal, she refused to get out of the car, and Bonaparte didn't go forward to open the car door. It turned out that the middle-aged man opened the car door for her and asked her to get out of the car.

Napoleon was wearing that famous gray overcoat and tricorne hat that day, and he looked like a character in a movie.

Hathor only reminded her to be careful of the sofa, not the canal, and besides, he looked decent then, younger than she was, but more like a brother. When she walked on the stone pier by the canal, in order to prevent her from falling, he kept holding her hand, as if protecting her.

If it hadn't happened later, she would have liked that date a lot.

When she was half asleep, she was pulled up suddenly, and before she could realize what was going on, she was covered by something covering her face. In the darkness, she felt like she was lifted into the air, as if being trapped People picked up.

She was so shocked that she lost her ability to think, and she forgot to scream, only the crisp sound of her boots on the marble floor could be heard in her ears.

After about a minute or two, she heard a knock on the door, and then she heard Napoleoni say "Come in" lazily, and the door was opened.

She was put on the ground, and then the cloak covering her head was removed, and a bit of hair was shaved off. Napoleon, with spiky hair, was looking at her in surprise.

He was wearing a white shirt and his uniform was casually draped over his shoulders. A short-legged stray cat was napping by the stove in the study.

"I wish you both a pleasant night." Davout bowed humbly, and then left Napoleon's suite with his soldiers, closing the door behind him.

"Lucien once suggested wrapping me in a blanket and they sent me to you." After looking at each other for a while, Georgiana said coldly, "I think it was Davout's impromptu idea just now. How deep is Caesar's poison?"

"Come here." He stretched out his hands towards her, and she passed obediently, and he let her sit on his lap, while she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Did you really ask Godan to deliver a message just now?" She asked after enjoying a moment of silence.

"You mean Poitvin?"

"Otherwise you thought it was the Minister of Finance?"

"What did he say?"

"I love you." She said in a tone that was not affectionate at all, without any ups and downs in her voice.

"Did he tell you?"

"It's my maid Sophie."

He laughed.

"I told her not to sleep with Godin unless he proposed." Georgiana said grimly. "Young girls now."

"I heard you summoned Karno?"

"That's right."

"What did you tell him?"

"The seeds are about to be sown. I want to lend money to the farmers to let them resume farming, otherwise it will affect next year's harvest. There are also those draft horses that I use to plow the land. You will order the people in the mine to return them. Give me."

"I can't believe that such a thing has to be reminded by a woman."

"Karno said that to start an agricultural company, it needs to raise 1.2 billion yuan."

"That's his usual style," said Napoleon icily. "Large quantity wins."

"you're not feeling OK?"

He didn't speak.

"Do you think Caesar's death can really save the Republic?" He said after a while.

"Are you still afraid?"

"They used swords, not daggers," he said irresponsibly, "and they attacked from the front, not from behind."

"You mean your old classmate?"

"Caesar was wearing a fuchsia robe that day, decorated with gold embroidery, just like my short cape." He held her waist with both hands "You remind me to be careful and wear a sword, I listened Yours, Caesar didn't listen to the fortune teller and didn't bring a sword, so he died and I lived."

"You want to celebrate?"

"Those who support the Assassins feel that Caesar abused his power and was one of the most evil people ever killed. These conspirators are liberators, using the clause of the "Twelve Tables Law" of 'the crime is rewarded', Do you think other Romans still supported Caesar, thought he was a great man, tried to protect all Romans, but was murdered by those around him, who do you think is right?"

"Do you know how Socrates died?"

"Yes, drink poisoned wine."

She glared at him.

"I don't like to read novels, but you make me like a character in a novel." He pinched her ear affectionately "There are many people who say you are the Cleopatra of England, before Roberts Pierre said that since the revolution, there have been two chaotic parties in France, one pro-British and Prussian, and the other pro-Austrian. The two combined to oppose the Republic and deal a severe blow to the pro-British and Prussian party, but the pro-Austrian The Party must destroy it."

"Someone thinks you're pro-British?"

"Do you think I look Anglophile?"

"You first tell me what you think of Robespierre."

He looked into her eyes and smiled.

"what's so funny?"

"The wedding gift of Josephine and I was a letter of commission from Barras. You said Josephine was my benefactor, and you also think I relied on her to get into the commander?"

"I don't know . . . I realize I'm stupid," she said pitifully.

He started to smell her.

"Talk to me," she said softly.

"Later." He said in a rustling voice, hugged her horizontally, and walked towards the bedroom vigorously.