Chapter 3177 Giant Whale and Elephant (1)

Raphael created the Madonna in the Chair in the image of his lover. The Madonna in the painting looks peaceful and dignified. She wears ordinary people's clothes, and her expression and behavior give people a gentle and virtuous feeling.

But there is a sad story behind this recognized work. After his death, Raphael was buried with his fiancée, the niece of a cardinal, and the baker from Siena was buried together. The daughter is said to have later lived in a convent.

Of course, this is just a legendary story. Raphael also has a painting called "Girl with Veil". It is said that the person in this painting is also the woman Raphael loved throughout his life. Wearing exquisite gowns and jewelry, she looked exactly like a young lady.

Georgiana looked at herself in the mirror. Rather than staying indoors wearing silk, she actually wanted to play outdoors. Even if it snowed, the winter in France was still far different from that in Scotland and Scandinavia.

"Ma'am, look at this."

The Duchess of Lyoncourt opened a jewelry box and inside was a Tahitian pearl necklace.

You don't need to guess to know that it is very expensive. Not only are the beads high in gloss, but each particle is plump and round.

"Who sent it?" Georgiana asked.

"It was sent by Mr. Bougainville in the name of the French Navy," said the Duchess of Lyoncourt.

Georgiana secretly thought, shouldn't the French send her a noose?

But she had heard of Bougainville's name. He was like the British Captain Cook, a famous French navigator.

"Should I accept it?" Georgiana asked the Duchess of Lyoncourt.

She was stunned for a moment, and then asked in a low voice, "Don't you want to accept it?"

Of course not, sending such an expensive gift must be asking for something, and it would totally get into trouble.

"Put it down first." Georgiana said expressionlessly, putting on the pearl necklace given by Rouen.

Although this pearl necklace is inlaid with many diamonds, it still pales in comparison to the Tahitian pearls just now.

However, if you think about it carefully, Josephine also has a pearl necklace that belonged to Marie Antoinette, which she planned to wear during this cruise.

Although Joan of Arc was burned to death in Rouen, the trade agreement signed with Britain in 1787 was called a "fatal treaty" by French manufacturers. Only guests wearing French-made clothes were allowed to attend local dances.

The "Necklace Scandal" occurred in 1785, but some people used rich imagination to connect it with the adoption of the Treaty of 1787, although Louis XV was dead by then and Madame Du Barry was expelled from the court. Louis XVI planned to give the necklace to the queen as a gift after she gave birth to a child, but she refused. She believed that the necklace should be used to buy a warship.

If you don’t want to worry so much and just rely on your feelings, most women will choose Tahitian pearl necklaces.

"This necklace doesn't match your clothes. It's better to change to another one." Bertin said, and then took another necklace from the maid, which was an Etruscan-style gold necklace given to her by Bonaparte. .

She felt much more comfortable wearing this necklace. She didn't have to think about the noose or the stake.

"Does it look good?" she stood up happily and asked everyone.

"Of course it looks good." They all replied with a smile.

Whether they were telling the truth or not, Georgiana felt happy.

She even twirled around the room, her skirt blooming like morning glory.

Some asshole designer designed it, but her room was filled with flowers. If she wanted to express the theme of spring, she would prefer to use the three goddesses of grace.

After turning around, she came to the desk where she had spent the morning. The letter that had not been completely burned was still there.

No one mentioned those letters when they were playing billiards just now. Maybe Bonaparte thought those letters had been burned.

At that time, she didn't know why she thought of Pandora and everything her curiosity brought to the world.

Ever since humans had fire and women, they have moved from the Golden Age to the Silver Age. Human beings have become no longer peaceful and content, but they have also gained a way to reproduce themselves without the intervention of gods.

She didn't want to think too much anymore, it would make her feel painful, and now she just wanted to learn what Epicurus said and keep herself happy.

So she put down the letter and continued to walk around the room, as if she were "young" again.

People have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Babies will cry so that they can get milk. There are desires that, if not satisfied, lead to loss of life, the desire for food and drink, and the desire to escape from areas of extreme cold and heat all fit into this framework that humans trekked to survive, eventually spreading throughout the world.

Due to the existence of ice caps, people can survive on some small islands even without the ability to build ships.

This kind of migration is not much different from migratory birds. When the weather is cold, they will fly south, and when the weather is warm, they will fly north.

But there are some pleasures that are different from the satisfaction of physical desires. Saint Martin saw a beggar cut his cloak in half, making another person feel warm, and he gave help to those in need.

The same goes for James and Sirius, who felt happy in the process of helping Remus.

St. Augustine said that peace of body and soul consists in orderly living and spiritual health.

Dorian Gray's young life was squandered. His soul was as beautiful as his body. Later, his soul looked like a monster, but his body was still beautiful.

Even if she wasn't human, she didn't want to become a monster like him.

He could actually choose to block his ears and not listen to what his "friend" said.

She didn't expect to feel out of breath in this ghost world, so she stopped and stopped spinning.

Now she felt a little dizzy and needed to be touched to steady herself.

Then she raised her head and looked out the window. There was a sculpture in the courtyard. It was probably not well maintained. The left arm of the sculpture was dirty.

"The sculpture is like that." Bertin walked to Georgiana and said, "The black ones are scorch marks."

"Why?" asked Georgiana.

"Because he was an assassin, burning his hands was his punishment for assassinating the king," Bertin said.

Before she could speak, there was a noise at the door.

Her "guardian" appears, this time wearing a ribbon.

"You are so beautiful, Georgiana, like a fallen angel." Edgeworth smiled and said, "Are you ready?"

"Of course," she said with a smile, taking Edgeworth's hand and leaving the suite.

"lady."

As soon as they reached the door, Layla, the lumber merchant's daughter, curtsied to her.

After the New Year, she was only 17 years old. She should have been at the age of studying...

"I heard you remember a lot of people's names?" Georgiana asked.

"She's very studious." Before Leila could speak, Edgeworth immediately said, "If you transfer her away, there won't be anyone at the reception to replace her."

"I'm not going back to Paris soon. There are a lot of people there." Georgiana said coldly.

"Let's go." Edgeworth patted Georgiana's hand. "Don't keep everyone waiting."

She didn't say anything to Edgeworth. Maybe he knew more than she did. Maybe the Irish MP would be recalled to the country soon. Who would be her new guardian then?

As they descended the main staircase, the hall was filled with people who applauded.

Of course, the holidays should be lively and festive. Are you planning to attend a funeral if you are crying?

Then she automatically smiled, as if wearing a mask.