Harry Potter Morning Light

"good afternoon."

Georgiana, who was "arranging" the room, turned around and found that General Lane had actually arrived.

"Good afternoon." She said politely, "Why don't you go to the meeting?"

"I don't have anything to do there." Lan En said coldly, "I'm not a civil servant."

Georgiana did not know what to say.

"What do you want this room to look like?" Lane asked.

"I want to spread the woolen cloth on the wall, and put a few leather sofas, and add some bronzing plant patterns on the woolen cloth..."

"Sounds like a forest," Lan interrupted rudely. "It's part plants, part animals."

She was so angry that she couldn't even keep her polite smile.

"Actually, I don't like Egypt very much. I prefer to be in a civilized world, with wine, bread, and warm and comfortable beds. But the general likes it very much. He said more than once that the desert has always had a very special feeling for him. Attractiveness, every time he walks through the desert, he is always moved. He feels that the desert is like a vast ocean that can be trampled on. It is because of his imagination that I can face the cruel, barbaric and The long reality."

"Reality?"

"What do you think heaven is like?" Lane asked.

"I thought it was a library," Georgiana said.

"I thought it was a place where we could escape from 'reality'. When we were on the ship, the general promised that we would give each of us six Axie's land when we returned from the expedition, which is equivalent to your six acres. Huangsha, the famous city in the legend is also different from what we imagined, just some thatched huts. At that time, the soldiers joked, "This is the land of Liuaxie for you." We thought it would be better when we arrived at the oasis, but the forest was full of Mosquitoes and bad food. In short, the morale was very low. Later, the general told us a story about the Argonauts looking for the golden fleece. His story was very long and he told it endlessly. Later, in order to pass the time in the legion, the soldiers began to spontaneously rehearse small-act plays. The script was compiled by the soldiers. There was a beautiful and charming Arab girl. She wore shining jewels and golden bracelets, but she was abused by her father. , a French soldier fell from the sky, drove away his vicious father, and rescued the young girl, who, in gratitude to her benefactor, filled the soldier's cap with jewels."

"Why don't you want the girl to promise you with your body?" Georgiana said with a smile.

"The general doesn't allow us to think, he wants us to respect the local customs, we can't harass the local women except the women in the bathhouse."

Georgiana laughed and said nothing.

"The general wore fat Arab trousers in Egypt, and the wool uniform was too hot to wear." General Lane changed the subject. Don't decorate this room like that."

"Okay." Georgiana gave up her plan, "Then what do you think is good?"

"It's enough to be free. The court etiquette of the previous dynasty makes people feel tired."

Georgiana had an inspiration.

"I heard that Bedouins are used to sitting on the floor?"

Lane nodded.

"Then put some cushions on the rug."

"The Arabs also like to tell stories. They also have a collection of stories called "One Thousand and One Nights". The general likes to read it very much."

Georgiana almost wanted to hug him excitedly.

"You're a genius, Lane."

"It seems that I am right to come here." Lan En said with a smile.

Georgiana began to recall the story of "Arabian Nights" with great interest. The most famous stories in this book are the stories of Ali Baba, the Forty Thieves and Aladdin's magic lamp.

Long, long ago, a young man named Aladdin fell in love with a beautiful Arabian princess. She was sitting on the balcony of her boudoir, bathed in the afterglow of the sunset, overlooking the square, and she saw it at a glance. Handsome Aladdin.

Because of the power of the lamp god, Aladdin, a poor boy, became rich beyond compare. He decorated the palace with precious gemstones such as jasper, ruby, etc., which dazzled the king.

The king asked his prime minister, "Tell me, which of the most powerful emperors you have seen in your life built such a magnificent palace with such rich gold, silver and precious stones?"

The prime minister said, "My lord, this is certainly a magnificent palace, but it cannot be built by the most powerful emperor, even if the power of all mankind is concentrated. A building like this can only be built by using magic and witchcraft." to appear."

The king felt that the chancellor's words were due to his jealousy of Aladdin, who took the king and his servants on a tour of the palace and brought them to the top.

The windows of this pavilion will be inlaid with emeralds, rubies and other precious stones, which is so gorgeous and beautiful that it is rare.

However, among so many windows, one was unfinished, and the king asked Aladdin what was the matter.

Aladdin said, "The reason why this window was not completed is because His Majesty was in a hurry to finish the work."

Later, Aladdin came to the princess while the king was chatting with the prime minister, and he told her what happened. Later, the king came to ask the princess why the window was not repaired. The princess said as Aladdin said, and later The king decided to find someone to fix the window himself, so he called some jewelers and craftsmen.

After the windows were repaired, the king took his courtiers, the princess, and the prince-in-law to eat in the restaurant. It is within the power of the Persian emperor."

Napoleon stayed in Venice for a while, and learned the Venetian tax on windows.

Georgiana looked at the window in front of her. What would be the effect if the window was changed into an Arabic style and decorated with church stained glass?

She also wanted to put on a lot of Arabian lamps, and maybe there was a lamp god hidden in a certain lamp, which just provided the subject matter for his stories.

"What color do you think the walls should be?" Georgiana asked Lane.

"Which story did you choose?" Napoleoni asked her.

She froze for a moment.

"I just arrived." He smiled faintly.

"You're not happy?" Georgiana asked.

"Which story did you choose?" asked Napoleoni.

"Aladdin."

"I don't have a Genie to help me," he went on listlessly.

"You think Aladdin is lucky?" she asked rhetorically.

He stared at Georgiana.

"I'll tell you another story. A young woodcutter once found a bottle under a tree. There was a little man in the bottle. The little man said, 'Good boy, let me out'. The child I opened the bottle, but the villain in the bottle turned into a giant. The elf asked the boy, what do you want in return, and the boy said I don’t want anything. The elf said, then I’ll strangle you. Said, I don't believe that you are so big can get into such a small bottle, you go back and I see, I believe what you said, and then the elf went back as the boy said, the boy immediately put the bottle back Re-corked, at this time the elf begged and said, I will not hurt you, and promised to give the boy a lifetime of wealth, so the boy decided to take a risk, he opened the bottle again, let the elf out, and the elf gave the boy a piece of cloth , as long as you wipe it with it, the steel will turn into silver. If you use this cloth to wipe the wound, the wound, the wound will heal. The boy wanted to test whether what it said was effective, so he cut a wound on a tree, and then The wound was healed, and the elf thanked the boy for his freedom, and the boy thanked the elf for his gift, and the two parted amicably."

"Sounds like a happy ending," said Napoleoni.

"The boy released was a devil. You should have heard such a story. Humans signed a contract with the devil. The devil promised human conditions, such as giving him endless wealth in his life, but human beings will become slaves of the devil after death. Aladdin enjoyed all the glory when he was alive, but he will become the slave of the lamp god after his death, so do you still envy him?"

Napoleon blew a frivolous whistle, "Then you still plan to decorate the reception room like this?"

"I want you to be happy," she said softly. "Lan just told me that sometimes he wants to escape reality, too."

"Are you sister Dina Sad? How do you know so many stories?"

"Who is Dina Sad?" she asked warily.

"In "Arabian Nights", the sister of the storyteller Scheherazade." He smiled happily. "You don't know who she is?"

"I don't see as closely as you do."

"Tell me another charming story, dear." He took her hand and walked into the cafe-like reception room. "I want to lie on your lap."

"No problem." She said generously, "I heard Hortans said that you like to tell ghost stories, do you want me to tell one too?"

He laughed and shook his head.

"why not?"

"I like to scare people with ghost stories, especially women. If you tell me ghost stories, I'm afraid it will be me, witch."

"I actually saw Marie Antoinette's ghost in the Tuileries," said Georgiana. "Are you afraid?"

"Josephine was afraid. She ran back to Malmaison to live. She said that Marie Antoinette asked her why she slept in the bed that belonged to her?"

"Are you afraid?" she continued.

"I want to sleep in the royal bed, and no one can stop me," said Napoleon coldly, "and I will find a way to live forever."

She was silent for a while and said, "I think I want to hear what troubles you encountered today instead of listening to me tell a story." She said dryly.

He found a sofa, sat Georgiana down, and lay down on her lap, crossing his arms and looking angry.

"Sies said he wanted to resign, I really dare not let him go!" Napoleoni growled in a low voice, "He has caused troubles repeatedly, but he is lucky so far. He should go to Notre Dame de Paris to burn incense and candles. "

Georgiana shook her head.

Napoleon didn't care about Georgiana's expression at the moment, and began to talk incessantly. The voice was sonorous and powerful, as if he was arguing, and he didn't know if he was as fluent as he was now when he and Sies were quarreling just now.