Chapter 1214 Parisian Women (1)

"good afternoon."

Just as Pomona was leaving the study, a woman suddenly stopped her.

There comes the women's war.

Pomona wanted to pretend she didn't hear anything and leave. She had never been good at such sticky things, but obviously the mistress of the palace felt that she had disturbed the pie she had worked so hard to make. Hathor said, dealing with the greedy cat

You must use a stick to teach you a lesson, you cannot hide.

"Merlin's beard, how long do you want it for! Severus!" Pomona whispered through gritted teeth, and when she turned her head, her face immediately put on her time-honored giggle.

This is a woman's special skill.

"Good afternoon," Pomona said sweetly.

"I am the companion of the First Lady, Madame de Remissa, my husband is the secretary of the First Consul, and this lady, you are..."

"Nobody." Pomona continued Mrs. Deremissa's words. "Please don't pay attention to my existence."

Mrs. Dremissa, who was affectionate, cold, and difficult to get along with at first glance, suddenly smiled.

This is another special skill of women.

"The First Lady is holding an afternoon tea party, please come with me."

"Can I say no?"

Mrs. Deremissa still kept smiling, as if Pomona had told a joke, then turned and walked in front of her.

"Obviously not!" Pomona looked up at the ceiling of the Tuileries Palace. The oil paintings here were very mottled and far less gorgeous than those in the Louvre. She didn't even feel like complaining to God.

The Tuileries Palace was the last residence of Marie Antoinette, who was guillotined after she and Louis XVI failed to escape from here.

Although she was named Queen at that time, she was monitored by countless maids and staff. However, the royal family always knew some secrets that ordinary people did not know. The secret letter she prepared for her escape was eventually found in a secret room.

It is said that being Napoleon's secretary is a hard job, and few people can do it to the end. It is not known how long Madame de Remissa's husband can do it.

Before they had gone far, Pomona heard roars with a Corsican accent coming from the study room just now, and she didn't know what those people had done.

One of the privileges of nobility and royalty is that they can have beautiful gardens that are not open to the public.

Although the smell of the Seine was not good at this time, and there were various foul-smelling floating objects on the river, there were still many citizens wandering around the Tuileries Gardens.

The Louvre Museum, which is adjacent to the Tuileries Palace, is currently open to the public as a museum. Because the scholars who went to Egypt with Napoleon have not yet returned home, the Louvre Museum exhibits mainly the trophies he collected from Italy.

Josephine's afternoon tea party was held on the second floor of the future Denon Pavilion of the Louvre. She was accompanied by not only the wives of French officials, but also the wives of the Russian ambassador.

She is easy to recognize. She is a standard Russian woman. She was slim and sexy before getting married. After getting married, her figure quickly gained weight. Her silk dress could hardly contain her body.

Her laughter carried a Russian boldness, which was completely different from the slender and charming French girls around her. Looking at them, Pomona missed the Beauxbatons girls so much.

The reason why Russia withdrew from the second anti-French alliance so quickly was because during the war, the land occupied by Russia in Italy was stolen by its ally Austria. The Austrians always wanted to annex Italy, so when the Russians were surrounded by the French, Austria

Instead of helping, the French made a secret agreement to annex Rome and Naples.

Paul I was furious about this and withdrew from the anti-French alliance. In addition to Austria, Britain also stabbed Tsarist Russia in the back and annexed Malta. In fact, Malta has always had a close relationship with Russia. Although they are far apart, they

I have always considered Malta to be my own land.

People suspect that Paul I was assassinated by the British because Paul I withdrew from the anti-French alliance. Napoleon immediately showed his favor to the Russians after seeing them withdrawing from the alliance. He not only released the Russian prisoners, but also issued new military uniforms and uniforms to each soldier.

The leather boots allowed them to "return home in fine clothes", and it was impossible to tell that they had returned home after a defeat.

After the death of Paul I, his son Alexander I ascended the throne. From the portraits of father and son, we can see obvious differences. Paul I still retained the dress of the Bourbon royal family, wearing a wig and silk coat, while Alexander I had already

Put on the Prussian military uniform.

At present, the relationship between France and Russia is not good. That is because Paul I died not long ago. Alexander I is suspected of being the murderer of his father. The situation in Russia is unstable, but sooner or later this "European gendarme" will be hostile to Napoleon.

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She didn't like this kind of hypocritical occasion. Maybe some people would like this kind of hidden drama, but Pomona was more willing to spend her energy on reading the secretary Napoleon snatched from the Holy See.

She and these palace women are not from the same world, and this is just a dream of Napoleon. Why should she pretend to be herself to deal with it.

However, she remembered something the Death God Priest once said.

Since nature made her a woman, she must learn to live with women's values ​​and morals.

'Just think of it as an extracurricular practice.'

She thought to herself, standing there calmly, being left to dry.

Mrs. de Remissa bypassed a group of women chatting with small fans, walked to Josephine, whispered for a while, and then withdrew.

Entertaining guests is the basic duty of a hostess. Being ignored is a very rude behavior, especially in front of the wife of a foreign ambassador. But considering Josephine's mood at the moment, Pomona can understand it.

"So...you are Miss Georgiana?" Josephine asked Pomona dignifiedly and politely after taking a sip of the rose-scented afternoon tea.

"No, I am the woman in red." Pomona said, secretly hoping that Josephine would not be so angry that she would order the female companions to take off her clothes.

She doesn't want to do anything to the delicate beauty, but only if others don't mess with her.

"The woman in red?" Josephine asked confused.

"It's like Rosie, which used to be a name for people with red hair and is now a name," Pomona said.

"you are British?"

"I was born and raised in England."

Josephine was keenly aware of the unfinished words in her words.

"your parents?"

"My father is French and I don't know who my mother is."

"This is really strange, usually the father is unknown." The smile on Josephine's face became more sincere, as if she felt she had won.

"It's really hard to find a man these days who doesn't care about a woman's background and her infertility. My husband is one of them." Pomona stared into Josephine's eyes and said, "Maybe it's because he is a teacher and reads

It’s because I’ve read a lot of books.”

The smile on Josephine's face stiffened.

"Please forgive my accent. I don't speak French very well, so I may not be able to convey what I mean." Pomona smiled. "Besides, our two countries were still hostile before we submitted the peace treaty, so even if I say sweet words to you, I don't mean it."

"Britain and France want peace talks?" the Russian ambassador's wife asked Josephine in French with an accent. "Is this true?"

"We women should stay away from politics." Josephine said to the ambassador's wife, "Women in the previous dynasty were too involved in politics. The new government is different from the previous dynasty."

"I don't think so." The Russian ambassador's wife said in a rough voice like a man, "Our Queen Catherine made Russia a great country. The reason why your country has become such a mess is because they are all idiots.

"

Roar, polar bear~

Pomona peeked at the palace ladies whose faces changed instantly, looking forward to their counterattack.

Should I continue to act pretentious, or should I lose all my sense of education and start cursing.

"We've almost rested enough, how about we continue shopping?" Josephine said to everyone with a smile. There were already wrinkles at the corners of her eyes when she smiled.

The first lady took the lead, and others stood up one after another. The Russian ambassador's wife had some difficulty standing up because of her fat body. Pomona went over to help her.

"I hate rococo dresses." Pomona said to the ambassador's wife. "You have to wear tights to wear them. That thing is enough to be used as a murder tool."

"You like liberalism?" the ambassador's wife continued in a rough voice.

"Freedom only belongs to men. When have we women ever been free?" Pomona wanted to imitate the ladies just now and cover her face with a fan, but she found that she did not have such a prop.

"Yes, they can leave their homeland at any time and study abroad. I can only travel with my husband." The ambassador's wife added, "When will we women be able to decide where to go?"

"I believe it will happen in the near future." Pomona held the ambassador's wife's thick arm and continued to watch the exhibition at the Louvre like good sisters.

Such thick arms are so reliable, they can push those weak-looking French women down with just a push, just like playing a ten-pin rolling game.

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Severus raised his head from the pensieve, because his back was turned to everyone, and no one could see his face.

But no one dared to speak, the magical pressure coming from him was too terrifying.

After a while, he found the signed document signed by Napoleon from his coat pocket, then tore it up and burned it with a blazing flame.

"You burn this file. If we run into trouble later..."

"We will solve it ourselves." Severus interrupted Gong Saiyi, "The French are unreliable, and so are the French ghosts."

"Did you get what you wanted?" Nadia asked.

Severus looked at the dagger in his hand. It was different from the dagger of Pharaoh Camos. It was made entirely of gold, and there were red blood-like traces on the blade, just like the blood stains left after a recent sacrifice.

"You win." Gong Saiyi said.

"No, I didn't." Severus said, staring at the lapis lazuli sculpture. "We must destroy it."

"As long as you leave the Louvre, you don't have to worry about the magic disappearing. You don't have to do that," Gongsei said.

Severus laughed.
To be continued...