Chapter 2046 "Watch Tower" (4)

The lamp made by Fresnel at the Second Industrial Exposition was installed on the horse-shaped sculpture at the entrance of the tent. The light it emitted and its volume interested many people, but it was far from the size required for application in a lighthouse. There is still a certain gap. It is estimated that it will be as tall as a person, which is dozens of times larger than the finished product made by Fresnel at the Royal Glass Factory.

In addition to the Rosetta Stone, the most treasured treasures of the British Museum are the Portland Vase. The Portland Vase is made using a gemstone relief process, which involves immersing a freshly made dark glass vessel that has not yet cooled down into a white molten glass liquid. Among them, the relief-like decorative pattern is called relief.

Fresnel did not consider mass production when making the test product. He assembled the annular prisms one by one according to the positions and angles he calculated. Anyway, Mr. Turner was very optimistic about his invention, but the manufacturing The edge teeth are indeed not a simple process.

Paris is never short of novelties. At an exhibition, someone showed a crystal skull, which was said to have been made by the Mayans thousands of years ago and possessed mysterious powers. However, Mr. Turner discovered at a glance that it was made of a grinding wheel.

He didn't expose the liar, but he also expanded his new ideas. He and Fresnel had a feeling that they had met each other late, and Fresnel also ran out during class to find suitable materials for constructing his newly invented lens with Turner. The lighthouse.

Fresnel has not graduated yet, and his behavior is considered truancy, but Georgiana did not blame him. She has long accepted the lesson. These students are the "adults" who hate preaching the most.

The two of them chatted in the back, while Georgiana chatted with Maria Edgeworth. She didn't mention much about her novel, but instead talked about a duchess who was getting married. Before the fifth Duke, she was the daughter of an earl. They met during the social season, and the two soon fell into a passionate love. The Duke fulfilled all the Duchess's wishes, even including traveling to the country during the Revolution. Very safe Paris.

At that time, many nobles' furniture, paintings, etc. were snatched from their homes by common people and auctioned off. The newlyweds bought a lot of good things.

At that time, the Duke's castle was an old, gloomy cemetery full of medieval garbage. It had no youthful and fashionable feel at all. The Duchess decided to rebuild it and build it into the way she liked. For this reason, the Duke had to sell several villages. Only then enough funds were collected.

"Did he really sell his family property?" Georgiana couldn't help but exclaimed.

“He really sold his family property,” Maria said with a smile, “just to build their dream home.”

Georgiana couldn't help but think of Lannes. In order to build a new home for him and his new wife, he also embezzled the military expenditures of the Guards.

He didn't tell the truth at first, saying that he spent too much money because his brothers wanted to buy good things, and asked Georgiana to intercede not to transfer him.

These people are all comrades-in-arms and have taken bullets together on the battlefield. Such "little things" are not worth mentioning.

Napoleon still sent him to Antwerp to replace the smuggling mayor.

"Don't you understand?" Maria asked.

"What?" Georgiana asked inexplicably.

"He dotes on her very much." Maria said. "Men are not as smart as you think."

Georgiana was even more confused.

Maria looked at Georgiana and shook her head, "What exactly does Bonaparte see in you?"

Georgiana suddenly realized it, but she didn't feel very happy.

She was "spoiled" by a young man who was old enough to be her son. It was really a ghost.

"He asked you to organize a party, can I attend?" Maria asked, "for the sake of reminding you."

"Don't you doubt his motives?" asked Georgiana.

"I don't understand, what do you mean?" Maria asked with a frown.

"Nothing." Georgiana said nothing more. For example, Napoleon only pretended to be peaceful, but actually wanted to imitate Caesar and conquer Britain.

"Has he ever written a love letter to you?" Maria asked.

"Must I answer this question?" asked Georgiana.

"I think you should remember that this is an interview." Maria said with a smile, "I heard that the First Consul of France was also a poet. He wrote many battlefield love letters to Josephine."

Georgiana's face suddenly darkened.

These letters written by French people to their families were seized by the British and published, including of course Napoleon's "battlefield love letters". If Josephine had received those letters...

"He gave me a manor and a boat." Georgiana said, "There are also countless jewelry. Let me think about it, what else?"

"Freedom." Maria said, "My father's friends thought this was a degenerate trend in France and forbade his daughters to read and read."

"Unbelievable." Georgiana stopped walking in surprise. "What century are we living in? The Middle Ages?"

"You may have heard of the small group my father joined. I think they think of themselves more as wizards, commanders of the elements, and builders of time and space."

Georgiana opened her mouth in surprise.

"Is this a joke?" Georgiana asked after a while.

"No, my father is such a person. He has been experimenting with carriages, roads and agricultural practices in Ireland, as if he wants to change that place. He doesn't even care what the outside world says about him." Maria sighed, "Very much."

Sorry, I just said that I was a novelist in such a proud tone."

"Do you think the Irish's backwardness is of their own making?" Georgiana asked.

"You are very different from what people say." Maria said.

"Oh, what do people say I am like?"

"Except for the fact that your eyes are blue, nothing is the same." Maria said, staring at Georgiana.

"Do you think they will be disappointed when they see me?" Georgiana asked.

"Are you really gay?" Maria asked.

"If I said no..."

"Then why did you become Bonaparte's mistress?" Maria asked before she could finish. "You don't really care about the things he gave you, do you?"

"how do you know?"

"Showing off is not what you said just now, and besides, I thought..." Maria paused, as if to sort out her words, and then said, "He is not oppressing you as much as I thought."

Georgiana thought about the issues regarding divorce and women's property in the Civil Code.

"There are many things about him that are different from what you think." Georgiana said.

"Don't you feel that you are separated from the mainstream society composed of the majority, and that you have to rely on Bonaparte to achieve everything you have now."

"Yes, I think so." Georgiana had to answer affirmatively.

Maria was a little frightened.

"I know what you mean." Georgiana sneered, "Do you think I'm a weak woman?"

"Don't you?" Maria asked.

"You may have heard the rumor that witches always live in isolation. Unless human civilization returns to the Middle Ages, you can't burn me to death in the name of a witch and a homosexual." Georgiana said with a cold face.

"Okay, let's change the topic. Do you think it's normal for the children in the charity organization you run to be able to read and write without having to work?" Maria asked.

"Of course not." Georgiana said confidently, "But this is the privilege I enjoy next to Napoleon, isn't it?"

Maria opened her mouth in surprise.

"I know that some people use the name of charity to make those children work as child labor." Georgiana replied calmly, "But the same thing will not happen here."

"But I've been to the shelter you run. Why are those people spinning?" Maria asked.

"Always find something for the children to do."

"Do you think they are playing?" Maria asked in disbelief.

"After class, yes," said Georgiana.

Maria shook her head, "We live in different universes."

"I agree." Georgiana frowned, "I don't believe that you will get something in return if you don't pay anything."

"You are too naive. Even if you give everything, men will still abandon you." Maria said provocatively, "Do you think Bonaparte will love you forever?"

"Are you saying that when I get old and lose my lust, he will find someone younger?" Georgiana said with a smile.

"Isn't Josephine a lesson learned for you?" Maria asked.

Georgiana was at a loss for words to retort.

"I understand why you want to escape, but considering Bonaparte as your destination..." Maria shook her head slightly, "I would understand if you were like the mistress of the Duke of York, but you are not. Why are you doing this?"

"Have you ever heard the word 'God hears peace'?" Georgiana asked. "Before the play begins, this word will first enter the audience's eyes, and after the song ends, this word will remain in your field of vision for the last time."

, it means that if God hears it, he will grant peace and happiness."

"I don't think peace and happiness are gifts from God," Maria said. "They are human beings, Georgiana."

"He called me that name. I refused to tell him my real name at that time." She said arrogantly, "You said that peace is brought by people. I am exactly the opposite of you, because when manpower will eventually be exhausted, we will need other people."

factors help.”

"What are you talking about, ladies?" Mr. Turner asked with a smile.

Georgiana and Maria stared at each other, but neither of them paid attention to him.

It's a shame that there was no boxing for women in the 19th century, otherwise they could have put on gloves and had a good fight.

It's so late to meet each other.
Chapter completed!