Chapter 2368 mauvais sujets (Part 2)

If Kant's theory is like the law of gravity, or 1+1=2, then he once said: "Moral people are often unhappy, and happy people are often immoral." Is this sentence also a priori?

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Georgiana put the pamphlet Metternich had given her into the bottom of the box and closed the lid.

If they want to get back to Paris before Christmas, they really should set off. If other people go home for Christmas, where will she spend Christmas?

She sighed. Albus chose to be the principal so that he could stay with the children. In fact, she could also go to a shelter in Paris to spend Christmas with orphans and widows, but in this way she would have to prepare a lot of gifts.

Gifts brought back from abroad always make people feel extra novel and happy.

She just had to be extra careful when passing through Soissons Forest and Brabantine. She was already wearing the priceless "Mughal Diamond". It would be troublesome to run with too much luggage, that's all.

Throw them away. Are these gifts for the children or the robbers?

She took out the horsehair helmet prepared for Xiao Lian.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on her bedroom door.

"Please come in."

As soon as she finished her voice, the door opened and Bonaparte came in.

"What did you take it out for?"

"Wondering whether it's appropriate or not." She put down her helmet and took out a children's version of a hunting suit.

Finally, Bertin solved the problem of boots, and they were ready for Xiao Lian to wear. They had gorgeous French embroidery on them.

It's like wearing it for a doll, and she doesn't like it very much.

Then he sat down opposite her.

"What are you doing?" she asked with a smile.

"What are you doing?" he asked with a smile.

Knocking on the door again, again so politely, so deliberate and obvious.

But she didn't say it out loud, it made her feel a lot better.

He took the helmet from her hand.

"Livy claimed to be a descendant of the Celts." He said while looking at his helmet. "Once, a huge Gauls walked into the Roman army's camp and challenged anyone who dared to fight him alone.

, most of the soldiers were intimidated by his size, but a young tribune named Marcus Valerius accepted the challenge, and as the battle was about to begin, a raven landed on Valerius's head.

On the helmets, when the two came into attack range of each other, the raven flew up, struck the Gauls with its wings, and tore out his eyes with its claws. Marcus took this opportunity to kill the Gauls,

The raven flew away at this time, because it was believed to be a messenger sent by the gods. The Celts among the Romans decorated their iron helmets with crows. When the wearer pulled down the mask, the hinges in the helmet would pull the raven's

Wings, spread them out like the Roman tribunes.”

"Is this written by Livy's Roman History?" asked Georgiana.

He didn't answer, put the helmet aside, and then grabbed her hand with both hands.

"Tell me what you want?"

She felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill. Whether he said it or not, she would erase the Mamluks' memory, which was also stipulated by the international confidentiality law.

Plato created his own Utopia, and so did Kant. In the world he presupposed, people will allocate happiness according to a person's moral level. The higher a person's moral level, the more happiness he enjoys. This is nothing more than

After death, everything in heaven moves to the real world, and if you want to persevere, you need "transcendental" ideals as the basis.

When Prussia and Britain signed the "Whitehall Agreement" in 1750, which angered France and plunged Europe into the Seven Years' War, wizards enacted laws that not only required wizards' residences, but also the magical animals around their residences to be hidden.

Get up. In other words, Muggles fight Muggles at war, and wizards live as wizards. Although Britain is falling into a goblin rebellion, wizards in other countries are doing well. Aberdeen and Rome even held a racing competition.

But the game ended in disaster. The wizards fought in the Colosseum, attracting the attention of the Muggles. They restored the "ruins" to their ruins before the Muggles arrived.

After the Goblin Rebellion, the Werewolf Rebellion broke out in Britain, and the Muggle Seven Years' War did not stop.

If everyone has an unlucky life, no one will think there is anything wrong with it. If you are happy and I am unhappy, it will make people unbalanced. What's more, people who have no morals in the first place will definitely take actions to make themselves less unlucky.

They will not abide by the so-called rules and are willing to accept such "unfair arrangements".

"What do you think of Rouen and Lyon?" asked Bonaparte.

"It's all quite lively," she said honestly.

"Have you seen the clergy in Lyon?"

Georgiana shook her head.

"Josephine met many local nobles."

"Are you blaming me?" Georgiana teased.

"The people in the Chamber of Commerce are on your side. The bankers in Paris are not willing to invest in the textile industry, especially the textile industry in Normandy. Their senior official also plans to restore the 1789 trade treaty. He even had a quarrel with me."

Georgiana didn't answer.

She originally thought so too, that high tariffs would lead to smuggling, but she forgot that the French Revolution was also caused by the dumping of British goods caused by the 1789 trade treaty, which bankrupted many French textile industries.

William Pitt the Younger's reform of tea has lowered the price of tea, reduced smuggling, and increased taxes. This does not mean that other products will have the same effect if he follows suit.

"When Chaptal introduced him to me, he also told me that he was a thoughtful person. What do you think?"

"Maybe it's because of localism," Georgiana said. "He represents local interests."

"Perrier has talked with factory owners and they don't like the cotton textile industry that is restricted by the British. Normandy is actually very suitable for growing flax."

She was stunned for a moment.

"I issued a reward of 1 million francs for flax spinning machines. The reward for this reward will definitely be given. It will not be like Lublan's."

She still didn't speak.

"Why don't you speak for the British?" Bonaparte asked.

"You just told me that you could make a request, and I've thought about it now."

He pretended to be listening.

"Let Belgium be like the French. If you get married, you won't be drafted."

He couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

"You see long-term benefits, but some people in the UK only see short-term benefits. By letting children become workers instead of letting them study, you are draining the river while you are reserving talents for France."

"When did you learn to say flattery?"

"I have a student who almost went to Eton." She said softly. "If there is a war, he will also go to the battlefield. Just like the Prussian nobles, England also relies on officers to take the lead in some aspects, but he is not suitable for long-term

For those who stayed on the battlefield, his grandfather wanted him to go to military school, but he himself studied philosophy at Cambridge."

"Is he a coward?" he asked.

"In fact, he is just like the Roman tribune you just mentioned. He dares to face the giant alone. He does not lack courage."

She was at a loss for words here, but Bonaparte listened quietly.

"I don't want him to participate in unwise wars. The biggest obstacle to success is continuous success. People will think that they are omnipotent. Remember the wizard I mentioned who wanted to rule the world with magic? He is also a genius in magic.

, then his ambition will expand and he plans to expose the magical world. Can you imagine what the consequences will be?"

"I have no need of imagination," said Bonaparte.

"What?"

But he didn't want to say any more and stood up.

"Let's go and walk around the garden with me."

She stood up.

"Do you know how many people think it is a great honor to fight with me?" Bonaparte said before she could stand still.

"What?"

He smiled ambiguously and turned around, leaving behind a short silhouette.
Chapter completed!