Chapter 1570 The Treasure of Saint Denis (10)

"Dang Dang Dang..."

When Georgiana emerged from the underground, the church bells began to ring.

The clear and high-pitched bells are distant and solemn, with waves of buzzing aftertaste echoing in the sky and earth shrouded in the sunset.

"The time for evening prayers has come," said Bonaparte to Georgiana. "Do you want to pray?"

Georgiana wasn't sure if this was irony, but she walked to the altar anyway. She didn't make the sign of the cross, but she still clasped her hands and prayed with her eyes closed.

"Ave Maria, gratia plena..."

She opened her eyes and looked back, and found that everyone was standing quietly without speaking. Their eyes were focused on the empty altar at the moment, so no one noticed her actions except for one person.

Canova kept staring at her. His gaze made Georgiana feel uncomfortable, so she turned her head and began to pray again.

Albus, you should really come and see, after the vicar's daughter, there is a witch here who can pray.

After a while, she put down her hands and looked back at Napoleoni. At this moment, his back was facing the light, his face was shrouded in shadow, and she could not distinguish his expression.

The others all left quietly at this time.

"I asked Menou why he didn't send troops to suppress the Portuguese riots on that day," Bonaparte said. "I also asked Pizarro of Venice the same question. He told me that the Venetian army was under the control of Louis XII and Francis.

They were of some use in one life, but now, when all the residents are armed, they can't help at all. Pizarro still chooses neutrality, so I said to Pizarro, okay, since your republic has chosen neutrality

, I also agree, but it should stop issuing weapons to farmers and citizens. I forgave Venice's actions when I was in Italy. When I get to Germany, I will consider these actions a crime that cannot be forgotten. If my soldiers are in

If I am killed on Venetian territory, my baggage is plundered, and my lines of communication are cut off, then the Republic of Venice will also perish, and it will read its own verdict. No one will take my warning seriously. Verona has already done it.

After getting ready, on the second day of Easter, when the bells for evening prayers rang, cities and rural areas rioted at the same time. They killed the wounded who were recovering from illness. General Balan then closed the fortress and fired artillery into the city from the fortress, just like I did before.

They did the same thing, shooting where there were many people, but the crazy people didn't stop at all. Even if the Chiuza garrison surrendered, the armed mountain people still killed them. This is different from a coup, Georgiana,

Do you understand why?"

"This is not a game." Georgiana said expressionlessly. "Even if they know they are not safe, they still won't quit."

"It's revenge." Bonaparte said. "You told me that an Italian randomly selected a target in order to avenge an Austrian family. Even if she is only a woman, can you tell me the name of that family?"

"I can't," she said calmly.

"Why?" he asked.

Because, that is what will happen in the "future".

"This is a story, isn't it?" asked Bonaparte.

Georgiana made no answer.

"The assassin should be a mountain man, like Corsica, there are mountains everywhere."

She couldn't remember who the assassin was.

"When the mountain people knew that we had reached a peace treaty with Austria and that the Victor Division had arrived to support them, their fighting spirit collapsed. They were as crazy as before, kneeling on the ground begging to surrender and accept Balan.

The general surrendered the hostages under various conditions, and order was restored in Veronade. The French army could have used severe suppression methods, but even though the blood of their brothers was still flowing on the soil, the French still did not retaliate.

We only arrested three residents who incited the riots, disarmed the rioters, and sent all the farmers home. I didn’t agree to your and Carno’s farming loan last year, not because I was afraid that it would eventually turn into a South China Sea incident.”

"Do you suspect that I will incite peasant uprisings?" Georgiana asked.

Bonaparte was silent for a while and then said, "I asked you just now why Marseille launched a rebellion rather than a revolution. You know the answer, right?"

"I think so."

"tell me."

"The peasants still need a king, but the city residents feel that they don't need it. Marseille was just one person at that time, but in 1789 it was the entire city..."

"Not just Paris, but also Marseille and Lyon. Do you know the difference between these people?"

"Enlightenment ideas." Georgiana replied, "The countryside is governed by the church, and Enlightenment ideas have not yet reached those places."

"During the Crusades, the monks preached the benefits of the Crusades from the pulpit. I must reconcile with the church. Even if the Pope has no authority among atheists and urban residents, he can still call on a group of people in the countryside at any time.

Army, I think you wizards are really wise and are not those people who play with candles to curse people, can you help me?"

Georgiana shook her head.

"Why?"

"It's hard for most people to distinguish magic from magic. Leon, I don't know if you have heard of the story of Charlemagne when he was a child. In this church, there is also the remains of a saint. When Pepin planned to put the Saint

When Bishop Germain was buried, his wooden coffin could not be lifted, and people thought it was the ghost of Saint Germain who was giving warning that the tax collectors were raking in money in the territory of the church."

Bonaparte laughed: "When we get here, the peasants want to cancel the tithe tax."

"Pipin agreed to the request of the stranger in the crowd. Not only did he want to arrest the tax collectors, he also gave a few additional farms to the church. You cracked the trick of using a glass to make the Virgin Mary cry. Then

Can you now decipher the reason why the coffin of Bishop Saint-Germain cannot be lifted?"

Bonaparte said nothing.

"Bishop St. Germain wanted to abolish slavery, and the sarcophagus of St. Geneviève appeared at this time..."

"Stop talking." He suddenly interrupted her.

"This is a revelation." Georgiana said, "Slavery is harmful to the soul and morals. The final defeat of Rome was directly related to the slave rebellion."

"No baby will choose to be independent." Bonaparte said, "If a child chooses to run away from home, there is only one ending for him. The United States is a teenager, although confused, but full of vitality. They still have hope to grow up. I can't convince them.

William Pitt Jr. Believe me, but I hope you will believe me, no matter how much the French want to take revenge on you Englishmen, I will not let them do what we encountered at Vespers on your civilians and

The wounded take action."

"Isn't it because you want to wear the British crown like Edward III?" Georgiana asked.

"I think this is the difference between us and countries ruled by business oligarchy." He said arrogantly, "We still care about credibility."

Georgiana smiled.

"It's almost winter, and grave digging and corpse robbing will start to be rampant again." Georgiana said with a smile, "It is precisely because of the lack of this layer of restraint that science can develop rapidly. Leon, as you said, you can't do this, and you can't do that."

If you can’t do it, what else can you do?”

"You want to dig a grave?"

"I just couldn't control my curiosity and used magic in the church. I know a ghost. He used to be a monk. He used magic to treat diseases for the people." She paused and then said, "Some people say curiosity is

The driving force that drives mankind forward. I thought that too much curiosity would lead to trouble. I also hope to save my marriage. I still love Severus. I shouldn't be curious about you."

He didn't speak.

"You are very different from the person I know." She whispered, "Especially the first time I saw you wearing a sword. You seemed like an adventurer then."

"Bold actions are often necessary, but actions must be carefully planned. If I don't have these, people will have reason to say that I am not worthy of ruling." Napoleoni pointed at her with his hat and said, "From this perspective, I

An adventurer indeed.”

"Is the retirement thing your promise or did you lie to me?" Georgiana asked.

"You will leave at any time, how do I know?" He looked at her confused and confused, "I don't know whether I should trust you or not."

"Don't trust anyone blindly." She said immediately, "This will give others the opportunity to control you."

"That's right, genius advice." He said sarcastically, "This is the root cause of your marriage going to the grave."

Her eyes widened.

"You are different from ordinary women. Aren't you afraid of such a terrifying basement?"

"You are not afraid, why should I be?"

"We are all veterans who have experienced ten years of war." Bonaparte said, "I don't even know whether it is the grave or you that is more terrifying."

She smiled.

Boys always like to show off in front of girls. Even if they are afraid, they will not show any timidity to avoid being looked down upon by girls.

"You have a beautiful smile." Bonaparte stared at her and said, "Have you noticed that it is you who chooses us now, not us who choose you? We are like boys at a ball trying to impress you.

"

She opened her mouth.

"He loves you, please believe this." After saying that, he put on his hat, faced the sunset like a hero, and walked out of the dilapidated church.

In fact, there is another genius on the other side of the ocean. He was once a Frenchman, and he also smelled of gunpowder all over his body.

It is a pity that whether they are scientists who make gunpowder or artillerymen who use gunpowder, they are engaged in professions that drink blood and get fat.

So what exactly is happiness?

"Leon!" Georgiana shouted before he walked away, and he turned back.

"If he doesn't come to me, I will stay with you." She said loudly, her voice echoing in the church.

He smiled and stretched out his hand towards her.

Georgiana trotted over, took his hand, and walked toward the sunset together.
Chapter completed!