Chapter 1452 Visitors and Hosts

For any young lady who wished to become a member of English high society, it was crucial to be introduced to the court.

In upper class society, a girl could only be recognized after being introduced to the court.

Usually a girl who participates in high society social activities for the first time is introduced by her mother. If the girl does not have a mother, she is introduced by a close relative. The bride is usually introduced to the court by her husband's close relatives after the wedding. When a woman is about to be introduced to the court

When arriving, she first needs to take a blank card with her name and the name of the recommender clearly written on it. This card must be placed in front of the living room of St. James Palace by the court minister at least two days in advance, and a recommendation must be placed on it.

Notes from people.

Two days after sending these to the Minister of Palace, the young lady will receive two "Books of Admission" and two red cards. She will also have to arrive at the palace with the two cards just like the previous cards.

One of them was left on the waiting list, and the other was collected by the official at the entrance of the reception hall and handed to the Lord Chamberlain, who then read out the name to Her Majesty the Queen.

The gate of the palace opens at two o'clock in the afternoon, and the queen arrives at the main hall at three o'clock. Every time a woman's social status changes, she must be introduced once. For example, a woman who has been introduced by her mother before marriage will be introduced again when the wedding is held. She

When her husband is promoted, she has to be recommended. If she fails to do these things, she will no longer have the right to appear in the court.

For those who come uninvited without an invitation letter, if they are not very important people, they will usually be received by a protocol officer.

"It sounds terrible." Napoleoni put his head on Georgiana's belly and said with a horrified look on his face.

"It's not over yet." Georgiana looked at the silk canopy and said with a happy smile, "These are daily tasks, and there will be other things when it comes to festivals. That's why I hate palace etiquette and rules so much."

"I heard that Marie Antoinette gave many masquerade balls," said Bonaparte.

"That's why she became 'Queen Marie de Beaulieu'." Georgian stroked his soft dark chestnut hair. "Mrs. Montesquieu introduced the people you expelled from Parliament to me, and I sorted out their opinions.

After I got it, I handed it over to you, and then Josephine helped you do things. She should be very happy now, right?"

He didn't speak.

"I heard that Nelson was on vacation in Naples." Bonaparte said after a moment. "There was a Mrs. Hamilton accompanying him. Isn't this your British style?"

"No!" Georgiana denied immediately.

"I do not gather my inferences from the stars, but I think I am also proficient in astrology, but not for the purpose of predicting the flow of fortune, famine, plague, or the weather of the seasons. Nor can I tell fortunes for short periods of time, pointing out each day.

Hours of thunder, lightning, wind and rain, or divining for the king whether the passage of time will be prosperous or not, according to what I have learned from heaven." He began to recite Shakespeare's poem, which she had returned to him last time, "My magic can only come from you.

Those bright eyes and the constant twin stars are auspicious. As long as you change your mind and are willing to save and pass on, both truth and beauty will prosper with you forever. Otherwise, I will make it clear to you that your end will be the death of truth and beauty."

"Is it too much?" she asked.

"You want me to change my mind."

"You seem to have misunderstood," said Georgiana.

"What did I misunderstand?"

She had wanted to give the story of the Prodigal Son as an example, but she felt that now he didn't want to hear anything about priests.

"You are all the same." Bonaparte circled her navel with his fingers, "The soul is the most precious, and the body is dregs to you..."

"It's a cage." Georgiana corrected him, "I know a man who, like you, thinks death is a kind of eternal sleep, but he is much older than you, you are only 30 years old."

"I'm old." Leon said pessimistically, "How many times did he propose to you before you agreed to him?"

"once."

The lion of the wilderness suddenly sat up.

"just one time?"

"That's right." She said awkwardly, "I originally wanted to say no, but I couldn't bear to refuse him."

"Then how can you have the heart to reject me?"

"You are stronger than him." Georgiana said sincerely, "and I don't want to break my oath."

Bonaparte laughed.

"what's so funny?"

"Some people swear, just like lying, but when I ask some people to swear, it seems to cost their lives. I heard from the governors that there used to be bishops who made the male servants make up themselves to swear, I

I thought they were here to disrupt order."

"They're trying to get away with it," Georgiana smiled, "because they're afraid of going to hell."

"I thought priests only talked about going to heaven." Bonaparte looked back at her and smiled, another charming smile. His nose and mouth were very elegant, full of Greek classical beauty.

"Each pope has a different style, such as crusades and indulgences."

"And the witch trials," Bonaparte added, "don't you hate those priests?"

"Forgiveness and revenge are both difficult paths. My godson chose forgiveness. He gave up pure bloodism."

"Why did he give up?"

"Because he fell in love with a girl."

he asked after being silent for a while.

"Can you tell me why you are so openly opposed today?"

"I just don't want to see you wearing stockings."

"Is that the only reason?"

"Silk stockings are like piano strings. They make a loud sound when touched lightly. I thought what you wanted was peace and order, not intensification of conflicts."

"But a lot of people want to wear stockings."

"Think about it. There will definitely be a lot of carriages on the day of Mass, and not every carriage will be eligible to park in front of Notre Dame. You have to walk through the muddy streets, and your white socks will get dirty quickly. I recommend wearing boots.

Or prepare an extra pair of silk socks." Georgiana yawned. "The lower the status, the farther away the parking location is from Notre Dame. This way you can design the route and Juno can ease the traffic."

His face seemed to light up, and his whole face was glowing.

"My Vesta Virgin, will you help me deal with those stubborn priests?"

"Have you ever seen an unchaste virgin like me?" Georgiana also sat up. "What does Portalis mean by asking me to read the terms of the organization?"

"He said he was against it, because laziness is an original sin." Bonaparte imitated Portalis's breathless tone and said, "He is not in favor of the restoration of the seven-day rest system."

"Let him work at the canal construction site for two days!"

Bonaparte laughed again: "If he can't work for a day, he will die of exhaustion. He is really old."

"When I become the boss who pays wages, I will know how much money the workers will lose if they take a day off." Georgiana said helplessly, "Is there a holiday at the Easter Canal construction site?"

"Of course, let go," Napoleon said firmly, as if ordering to fire.

“How about having the Women’s Guild prepare a little Easter egg for the workers?”

"You want to win people's hearts with this small favor?"

"You just have to do what others haven't done. Regarding Louisiana, you can actually send a team of doctors who can vaccinate there. Many Indians died of smallpox. Do you believe what Jefferson said in his speech?"

He reached out his hand and pinched her ear.

She smiled and dodged, and then he jumped on her.
Chapter completed!