Chapter 1292 National Treasure

If you create trouble, of course you can run as far as you want.

The commotion on the left bank of the Seine did not spread to the right bank, and the coachman took Georgiana and Sophie to the Basilica of Our Lady of Victory near the Louvre.

This was built by Louis XIII to celebrate his victory over the Protestants in La Rochelle. He attributed the victory to the Blessed Virgin Mary. During the Directory, it was used as the lottery headquarters and stock exchange. In July 1801

On the 15th, the second day of the French National Day, the special agreement on academic affairs was officially signed, and the church resumed its original role.

If it were in the past, she would have supported peace unconditionally, because no matter how bad the peace was, it would be beneficial to women.

But in addition to participating in profitable wars, men will also participate in unprofitable wars. Such unprofitable wars maintain the morality in their hearts and some things they think they can sacrifice for.

It is understandable that the Directory does not believe in God, but they should not pollute this peaceful church with lottery tickets and noise.

This church is famous for its votive offerings, so the nuns tidied it up so that it could receive people. Some people put prayer cards on the shrine. In addition, she also found some military medals.

Someone's hope of persuading Chaptard through Georgiana to accept the Medal of Honor of the Republic at the National Day dinner came to nothing. Chaptard still did not accept, and he still stayed in Rambouillet to preside over the sugar factory.

He did such a bad job as a guardian that the First Consul wanted to change her guardian again.

She didn't know whether Leon was looking for a fig leaf or for political purposes. Anyway, he was free to do whatever he wanted.

As the carriage passed by the left bank of the Seine, she subconsciously glanced in the direction of the Eiffel Tower and remembered the last time she took a walk with another person.

They had a bad dinner but a good dance, and then he took her to the hotel.

It was similar on the day of Rambouillet's dinner. She could dance the waltz but was terrible at the minuet. Rambouillet's lord tolerated it and only made fun of her when he returned to his tent in the evening.

The tent set up by the pond was very luxurious, not like a marching tent at all. He also taught her how to dance the minuet in the tent.

Later, the ending was the same. It seemed that the tricks of men of their type were very similar, lacking novel ideas and not as good at playing tricks as other young men.

When the First Consul presented the medals, Chaptard did not watch. He walked into the garden by himself, seeming to have forgotten his duties as a guardian.

Georgiana had to find a guardian to take care of herself.

As a world-class chemist, Chaptard could have sought refuge in the United States during the unrest in France, but he did not. At that time, other European countries wanted to carve up France, and he was forced to get involved in the war and use what he had learned to

The knowledge of manufacturing gunpowder and other "powders" used in war would prevent France from running out of ammunition and food due to lack of necessary minerals under the dual pressure of economic blockade and military blockade.

He didn't care who ruled France, whether it was the Jacobins, the Directory or Napoleon, as long as he could protect the country from falling into turmoil and foreign invasion, he was satisfied.

Honor is just a foreign thing to him, he values ​​real things more.

As a scientist, he had a good relationship with the church representing "superstition". There were four places for the Director of Education newly established by Napoleon. He also had the qualifications to recommend people, and there were several monks on his candidate list.

Napoleon was a soldier, but he did not intend to build France into a country ruled by warlords. Only one of the four education directors was reserved for Domeiron. Domeiron was once the Brienne Military Academy, Napoleon's alma mater.

Teacher, Napoleon is very nostalgic.

At the same time, he also held grudges, and his views on politics could not be disputed by others. One day, he and several comrades were having dinner in the countryside, during which they discussed the rights of national elected representatives. He had a heated argument with a captain.

Later he walked back to Valence alone.

A storm came suddenly on the way, and he had to run to a tree to take shelter. After a while, the captain who had just argued with him passed by alone in a two-wheeled carriage, pretending not to recognize Napoleon, and later became Bonaparte.

When he reached the pinnacle of power, no matter how many people suggested promoting this officer, he always refused.

This is puzzling to many people who don't know what's going on, because Napoleon has been trying to find comrades whom Valence knew and placed them in good positions.

Domailon happened to be one of the insiders. He and Schaptal were both members of the Education Reform Committee. The two chatted about the matter, and then Schaptal told Georgiana.

The captain was indeed excellent and recommended many people, but Napoleon used the excuse that this man had a bad intention and refused to promote him at all. Later, in order to buy food, he replaced Shapta with the truly evil Uffiral.

Er. Chaptal didn't understand it at first, but later he figured it out that he was really not suitable for this kind of work.

Georgiana has only been exposed to wizarding schools and ordinary Muggle schools, but has never been exposed to boys from military schools.

She didn't pay much attention to what Chaptal said later. She just imagined the boy from the military school hiding under the tree in the storm, staring at the "enemy's carriage" as it drove away with hateful and jealous eyes.

She is an old woman who is almost fifty years old, but she loves fantasy at heart like a 15-year-old girl.

She imagined what would happen after she drove a two-wheeled carriage and stopped in front of the military school boy who was taking shelter under a tree, and kindly gave him a ride.

Would he say thank you to her arrogantly and turn around and leave, or would he wait under the tree for her to drive by again in her carriage.

She touched the medal left by an unknown person on the shrine, and her mood returned to calm again, although she did not hear the choir singing in this place.

"what's on your mind?"

The nun at the church asked with a smile.

"An arrogant and rude boy," Georgiana said with a smile.

"Who is he to you?" Mammy asked knowingly.

"My dream girl." She said with a silly smile.

"What does he do?"

"A soldier."

Grandma was slightly surprised.

"It's not because I fell in love with his uniform," Georgiana defended.

"Then what do you like about him?"

There were many thoughts in her mind.

"I just like it." She finally concluded, "It's a pity that he is engaged in a very bad profession and has to get his hands dirty, but he is a very clean person."

"You are also very clean." Mammy stroked Georgiana's forehead. "Come on, pray with us."

She shook her head and refused.

“You don’t have to be a Caesar to know Caesar, and you don’t have to be a believer to know the Church.”

"Georgina."

She turned back and looked at the person standing at the door calling her.

"Follow me." The military school boy in the rain said to her firmly.

"I'm leaving first." She waved goodbye to her grandma.

When she came closer, the boy from the military school immediately grabbed her hand and started running with her, as if he was hiding from the rain.

She didn't know where he was going to take her, but she was willing to go anywhere.

In the end, he just took her out of the church, and when they got to the street corner, he started kissing her.

The weather in summer is really unusual. It was sunny and cloudless just now, but now it's pouring rain.

It was definitely more comfortable indoors with a roof, but the rain was like a wash, washing away all the dirt on their bodies.

It was as if she was still a girl and he was still a boy.

When the kiss ended, she tasted blood, maybe her lips were bitten.

He put his forehead against hers and closed his eyes as if enjoying it.

"You are my treasure," he whispered.

She thought of Albus's epitaph, and then she thought of another wizard.

"If you take something from someone else, you have to give it back."

He looked very unhappy.

She thought of that captain. No matter how good he was and how many people tried to persuade him, the Corsicans would not promote him if they said they would not, so she stopped talking about this topic.

"I want to see the Crown of Thorns," she said. "Is it still at Notre Dame?"

He stared at her like an elegant deer.

"Do you think it should be returned to the Holy See?"

"Of course we will stay in France!" she replied quickly. "The divine right of kings will not be allowed until we return to the dark medieval times."

"Girl, thank you for avenging us." Bonaparte said politely.

"I still think revenge will cause more problems." She pressed against the wall uncomfortably. "Can you step back?"

He kissed her again, this time teasingly.

Before she could get carried away, she pushed this shameless thief away.

"What are you thinking! This is a church!"

"The groom can kiss the bride at the wedding. I didn't make a mistake." He said arrogantly, looking particularly annoyed.

"Don't hate them. They are also trying to survive. I think that soldier has his own problems. How could he easily give up the life given by his parents?"

"I will tell them when they come back. I will add one more line to the escort's orders. Suicide is equivalent to running away from the battlefield and accepting defeat."

"What about those who drank the opium wine?"

"They chose not to drag us down." Napoleon said calmly. "They died in peace and sweet dreams. They will go to heaven."

"How about a Mass for those who died in the Patriotic War? I think they deserve it."

"I will speak to the Archbishop."
To be continued...