Harry Potter Morning Light

If Bonaparte had to choose between Paris and the frontiers, he would definitely choose Paris.

Georgiana thought as she dressed and went downstairs.

The Treaty of Commerce in 1786 dealt a big blow to the textile industry in Paris. The factories did not have enough orders to start work, and the unemployed workers had no income to buy bread.

However, as she predicted before, if the tariff barriers are increased, first of all, tariffs will be reduced, smuggling will increase, and the transportation of goods through formal channels will decrease, and shipping will be affected.

When she came to the lobby of the hotel, there was a person waiting for her at the stairway, it was Ludrell.

"Good morning, ma'am," Luderer greeted her.

"Good morning, sir." Georgiana went to the ground floor. "Why are you here?"

"The First Consul told me that it would be my job today to be with you," Luderer said.

"Where has he been?" Georgiana asked.

"Where are you going?" Luderer asked.

"I'm going to the pier..."

Before she had finished speaking, Luderer laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Georgiana asked.

Luderer motioned for Georgiana to go first.

She couldn't understand these French people, and took Philier and Figel to the carriage in front of the hotel.

This section of the road is not far, because the hotel was originally at the pier, and the carriage stopped beside the Pomona.

She bought a good deal at Rouen, and besides what had been disposed of at Borbec, some was brought to Le Havre and carried on board.

Yes, she spent a lot of money on a whole set of mother-of-pearl furniture, and arranged the boat like a suite, and it seemed that she had a lot of foresight.

She also bought some salted butter, a Breton specialty that farmers put in butter to avoid the salt tax.

There were some simple furniture on board before, but she didn't throw them away, and it was on that simple-looking long table that Henry Petty told her many things.

She peered out the porthole, trying to discern where the silt lay in the mouth.

She had heard before that tariffs are closely related to railways. In other words, tariffs are directly related to public utilities. Napoleon said that even if the flushing lock room is useful, it needs money to build, and this cost cannot be afforded by any individual. affordable.

"What are you thinking?" Luderer asked.

"Money." Georgiana looked away from the sea. "Did the First Consul say who will pay for the construction of the sand flushing chamber?"

"I think you may have to get used to it." Luderer said helplessly, "Napoleon is used to only giving orders and not asking about the process."

"What?" Georgiana asked in surprise.

"You saw it when the Saint-Martin Canal was built last time. Sometimes he will go his own way and act according to his own point of view." Lecrere sat down at the table. "The first characteristic of his selection is to be loyal to him, and then It's a personal ability."

Georgiana shook her head helplessly.

"There are still some people who have not given up the democratic and moderate government established in the United States like Washington, and some people who are trying to restore it. They even think that the final result of the Great Revolution should be an enlightened despotism."

"Have you heard what's going on in America?" Georgiana sat down opposite him.

"He guessed that you would come to the pier today. When the peace treaty was signed, the people of Malmaison stopped to work and hugged each other. This peace was hard-won. When everyone was immersed in the joy of peace, you seemed very 'gloomy'……"

"I spoil everyone's fun?" Georgiana interrupted him.

"It is precisely because peace is hard-won that we have to take care of it carefully. Napoleon said that people in the wild age were very stupid. They could sacrifice everything for money. Richard the Lionheart defeated Saladin..."

"It was Saladin who let Richard go." Georgiana corrected.

"He managed to reach the shores of Europe, but he fell into the hands of others, betrayed by the duke of Austria, and he is remembered only for felonies, and Bolander was the only one of his subordinates. People were loyal to him, but his people loved him and sacrificed a lot to set him free."

Georgiana felt compelled to review the history of the Lionsheart investigation.

"You got him under his spell, and if you're really a spy, I have to say, you're very successful," Luderer said.

"I'm not a spy." Georgiana frowned.

"It's a very reasonable reason to use him to get revenge on your husband," said Luderer. "Is he willing to be used like that?"

Georgiana did not answer.

"The only defense he can have against you is not to sink in the ocean of your charms."

"Oh, hell." She couldn't help shouting.

Luderer shook his head with a smile.

"Tell me, how can the flushing gate be repaired." Georgiana asked, "This is a public water area, not the business scope of the canal company."

"Aren't you emotional at all?"

"Not now." She shook her head. "Now is not the time to be emotional."

"You're more of a monster than he is," Luderer said, staring at her.

She thought of Albus, who only won because he was always right, and whose own death was part of the plan.

"A port is a sailor's haven, give him some tenderness," said Ludrell.

"I'm not gentle enough?" she said in disbelief.

"I've seen English women too, and they're not all like you."

She is angry.

"Do you know what's on the other side?" Ludrer pointed to the other side of the river and said, "That's Honfleur, a famous art and dating site. I think you should know that France is a romantic country."

"You don't even know..." She was so frustrated that she didn't know what to say.

"Let's go, we've seen enough of this ship, let's go to the opposite side." Ludrell stood up, "Don't you want to breathe some fresh air?"

"I thought of Polina," Georgiana said. "She stayed on board the whole time."

"Don't mention it." Ludrell said, "Napoleon's classmate, Jablonovsky, who was the same age as him, also died in this war. His mother was British, but his nationality was Polish. It's a hybrid."

Georgiana froze.

"She later took this half-breed to marry a Polish nobleman who treated him as his own and sent him to study in Brennes. So I tell you, don't mention it, it will ruin everyone Mood, especially now, didn’t you just say, now is not the time to be emotional.” Le Borel sighed, “Let’s go.”

Georgiana rose obediently.

She glanced at the cabin she liked very much, and left with Luderer.