Chapter 2216 Flower Struggle (One Hundred and Twenty Five)

Rose Bertin's real name was Marie-Jeanne Bertin. "Rose" was her nickname, which is said to be related to Marie Antoinette, who was called "Rococo Rose".

She was born in a lower-class family in Picardy in 1741. She was trained in Albouvry before entering Paris. Her talents were soon recognized by the ladies of the court. In 1770, she met the wife of the Duke of Orleans, Chateau.

The Duchess of France and the Princess of Condé introduced her to Marie Antoinette.

Because of the Duke of Orleans, it is not surprising that the British would find her and introduce her to Georgiana.

When the people invaded the Tuileries Palace, in addition to Swiss mercenaries, there were also nobles loyal to the king.

Georgiana couldn't tell whether "Rose" was still loyal to Marie Antoinette, or whether she was forced to serve the new court again because of the pressure of life, but in short, now she was useful, that is, using the fairy godmother

With his "magic", a gloomy and scary bunker standing on the seaside was decorated into a palace in one night.

The castle chosen as the new venue was built during the Hundred Years' War between England and France. It is located between Calais and Fort Philippe, facing the sea and backed by a small town. It can be seen what military purpose it once served.

However, it was now abandoned, and Georgiana used some "magic" to clean it up, saving "Fairy Godmother" Bertin a lot of trouble.

Anyway, except for the furniture and curtains, the rest of the castle is made of stone, which is very strong and fire-resistant. After all, it is designed to resist catapults and fire attacks, and there is a large open beach outside the castle.

It’s also convenient for everyone to do it.

They have been in Calais for two days and are going to Belgium next. It is not a good idea to take a ship north at this time. No British warships will go to the Baltic Sea at this time.

Obviously, the "great man" could not be allowed to continue waiting for her, delaying his and the large army's schedule. What's more, they had to return to Paris early to avoid anyone causing trouble again when the "rear area was empty".

Her intention was to get the British Ministry of Magic to return to the International Federation of Magic by setting trade standards, but it seemed to have backfired.

Especially after Malfoy invited the goblins from Gringotts, the atmosphere became even more "violent".

At that time, Georgiana wanted to be like Albus during the Triwizard Tournament, shouting "Quiet" with the Amplifying Curse.

Georgiana took away Bertin's bill, which meant that she had to help her pay part of it, but she didn't owe the money.

She gave the bills signed in blue ink to Carolin for French wizards and alchemists to examine, but she forbade them to burn them with fire.

If it is confirmed to exist, then it should be classified as the same level as werewolves in the mom level, or even higher, and is a prohibited product. As far as Georgiana knows so far, the mandrill should be able to destroy it, and destroy it

A mandrill is relatively simple. It is probably as afraid of fire as the XZ Snowman. There is also a stone tablet with their names engraved on it, which is nowhere to be found.

Louis XIV and Emperor Qianlong also lived during the Little Ice Age. During this period, the temperature was very low. Not only BJ's ink would freeze, but also Paris at higher latitudes. The East used stationery such as warm inkstones, and the French

By designing a special ink box, the difference is that it is made of silver. There is a servant who lights candles. He is also responsible for melting the fire paint to ensure that the ink does not freeze. If the ink freezes, use candles to heat it.

.This is actually Philly's job, but Georgiana treats her as a secretary.

Bonaparte started lighting the fire very early. The temperature where he stayed was very high, and the ink did not have to worry about freezing.

Salt water does not freeze easily because it contains salt. Although there were already specialized ink manufacturers in the 18th century, some people still followed the medieval style and used their own ink.

The ingredients contained in these inks may prevent the ink from freezing, and may also have other "wonderful effects". It is common to extract colors from plants as pigments, but is the color on "that" blue flower stamen so easy to extract?

How incredible it was that Muggles could also use magic. But she thought a wizard made the bottle of ink and sold it to Madu in France.

Heshen was executed later than Qianlong's death, and Nick's book would not have been written earlier than this time, unless he was a prophet.

Most of the bills were produced before the French Revolution, but they were signed sooner or later. Although the Revolution occurred in France, it did not happen abroad. At that time, the Rococo style had spread throughout Europe. For a period of time, Bertin and her

of seamstresses still have income abroad.

It was a chaotic time. Not only Bertin's accounts and life, but also the civilians took a lot of things from the nobles' homes and burned a lot of books, along with their IOUs and bills. Who knows if there are such dangerous things?

Living among the people.

Drilling vines into ears, mashing bones and flesh to reconstruct new ones, mashing plants into paper... How did he come up with this?

This is a horrible metaphor, and it sounds like it was said by some kind of lunatic with weird logic.

"Don't you think it's a bit far-fetched?" she asked the person who walked in when the door was opened again.

Bonaparte's face was expressionless, looking like he was wearing an ancient Roman mask.

"What's so far-fetched?"

"Paper……"

"I, the first word, came out of my pupils, walking barefoot on the crisscrossed paper. The moment I walked out of the paper, everything you saw had nothing to do with me anymore." Bonaparte said, "I once

Let you explain what this mantra means, and you let me think about it myself, and this is the result I came up with."

"Well, it did come out of the paper." Georgiana said, "But the moment it comes out of the paper, what do you mean, everything you see has nothing to do with me anymore?"

"That shadow has nothing to do with him?" asked Bonaparte.

"Is this a question or an answer?" Georgiana asked.

He didn't answer, Georgiana didn't continue to ask, and they fell into a strange silence.

"I was playing cards with someone this afternoon." He suddenly said, "Mrs. Deshapur is participating."

She wasn't surprised.

"Can you explain it?" he asked.

"Explain what?"

"Do you care about me or not?"

"Do you want to ask me why you don't form a 'human wall' like Josephine to isolate all women who may approach you?" She laughed.

"You think it's funny?"

"I thought you understood me, Leon, my heart has changed, everything has changed." She sighed, "Severus has not betrayed me, but I know that he has never forgotten Lily."

"Don't you always want to find a dedicated person?" He sneered.

"Are you?"

"Is this important? I'm just a way for you to get back at him."

"At least I'm not using you to gain your wealth, reputation and status." She smiled tiredly, "What the world is in short supply of are talented losers."

He patted the table.

"Women are different from men. You men hope to use your talents to change your destiny, so you lament that your talents are not appreciated, or your talents are killed. Most women will use their appearance, just like Mrs. Dishapur, but beauty will change with time.

As you get older, there will always be younger and more beautiful ones. If you are the kind of man who likes the new and hates the old, even if she beats me, she will be abandoned sooner or later. I asked you, why did you forgive Josephine? Do you remember that you are

What did you tell me?"

He looked at her and didn't answer.

"You remember, she is a very nice woman to you, but love does not mean that if you treat him well, he will definitely respond. When Nelson was injured, his wife took good care of him, but he still chose Emma. I

I chose to stop the loss in time and not invest too much. I just stopped loving someone who didn't love me, but that's not that easy unless I fall in love with another person."

"You're an idiot." he whispered.

"That's right." She smiled, "I am a loser and a fool. How else do you think fate can play tricks on me?"

He didn't speak.

"I won't stop you from dating the opposite sex like Josephine did. You are a man with self-control, and you have a clear mind most of the time. If one day you become confused and have no self-control, then this is your fate.

My punishment." She let out a long sigh. "I trusted the wrong person. Just like thousands of people in this world, I mistook your disguise for your essence."

"You said such serious words, aren't you afraid that I will leave?"

She smiled: "If you want, you can send me to a convent at any time. I told you that I want to leave Paris, but you won't let me go."

He was silent.

"The quarrel last year, I ran to the Shaptars' house. The quarrel was inexplicable, but are you right to want to 'quit' me?" She said calmly, "If your heart has changed, anything can be used as an excuse. You

Leave if you want, I won't keep you."

"Will you go back to find him?"

"No, I think it's good to be single." She suddenly wanted to smoke, but couldn't find it. "I'm tired."

He shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Do you want to rest?" she asked.

"I want to read for a while." He put the "Nick Polo" travelogue on the table "as an equal exchange."

"Don't worry about me..."

"Aren't you worried about me?" He interrupted her first.

She stared at him.

He spread his hands in a ruthless manner, pointed at the empty chair opposite, and motioned for her to sit there.

She walked over, sat opposite him, used her wand to cast a copying spell on him, and copied the book.

Then she looked at it as if no one was watching.
Chapter completed!