Chapter 3222 xyz (2)

Although the earth is not really a perfect sphere, the equator and 0 degrees latitude are well determined.

On the contrary, it is the longitude. The currently recognized prime meridian was mapped by the Greenwich Observatory in 1767. Then the "British Nautical Almanac" was published with Greenwich Observatory as the prime meridian. It was quickly adopted by many navigators. use.

Father Piazzi's friend, Oriani, director of the Milan Observatory, was tasked with not only managing the new system of weights and measures, but also measuring the arc of the longitude from Rimini to Rome.

This was the first time Georgiana heard about Rimini, so she asked someone to bring a map, but the person who brought the map was none other than Colonel Alexandre de Mazzi.

Murat is the son of a real commoner. During the Terror, someone tried to prove that Murat was born into a noble family in order to classify him as a so-called suspicious person in the law. So Murat obtained his father's marriage contract and his own from the Labasti government. Proof of baptism. The marriage contract shows that although Pierre Murat belonged to the upper class in the village, he was still classified as a "worker" (travailleur) when the marriage was registered, rather than even the lowest level landowner.

Pierre Murat and his wife Jeanne Louiere were very wealthy because he not only ran the hotel and post office in the village, but was also an agent of the Talleyrand family, a large local landowner.

Murat, like Bessières, was full of Southern French enthusiasm and adventurousness. It is difficult to imagine what he looked like in a priest's robe.

Akeem was not the eldest son and there were no laws for equal distribution of inheritance, so his older brother Andrei would inherit the hotel and small farm. For children of common people, especially children from the countryside, there is little hope of joining the army or entering politics. Only nobles and wealthy city dwellers can rely on holding public offices, so the family decided to let Joachim become a priest. The funding from the Talleyrand family would come in handy, and they did help in the beginning: it was precisely because of the protection of the Talleyrand family that Joachim won a scholarship to the Cahors School when he was ten years old. Study classical literature in preparation for seminary.

Mazie was born in Strasbourg, the son of a real lord, and "inherited his father's legacy" to become an artilleryman. There was a kind of German aristocratic restraint in his movements.

The Junker nobility originated in the 11th century. At that time, it referred to the children of nobles without knighthoods. They could not inherit their father's title and land.

If everything goes well, Ma Qi should return to his hometown to take over his father's territory after graduation, then get married and have children, and let his son go to the military academy like him.

This kind of unchanging life may be boring, but it is better than now. However, Georgiana did not see the aura of abjection in him, it was just a little bit darker, maybe because of the scorching Portuguese sun.

"Madam." Ma Qi stood upright and said politely.

"Don't call me that, just call me Georgiana like Napoleoni." She smiled and said, "Thank you for bringing me the map."

"You're welcome." Ma Qi said, putting the map on the table.

She didn't know what to say to Mazie for a moment, but just then there were footsteps outside the door, and the wife of the envoy of the Republic of Batavia to Amiens yesterday appeared again.

Her name is Katharina Schmelpennick, a young and beautiful fashionista with brown hair and brown eyes, full of confidence and strength.

After William V was driven out of the Netherlands in 1787, his wife Wilhelmina of Prussia decided to summon the regent in The Hague to support the Orange regime. It was this lady who took the position that originally belonged to Wilhelmina.

Her husband, Rutger, was a well-known patriot in Amsterdam and a member of the Freikorps, a private armed force entirely funded by "the lady."

In addition, her salon was also a place frequented by Amsterdam patriots, and Rutger relied on this relationship to plan the "Velvet Revolution" in 1795.

"What are you playing at?" Katharina asked with a smile, breaking the awkwardness of the moment.

"I want to find where Rimini is," said Georgiana.

"Did you find it?" Katharina asked.

"I haven't even opened the map yet," Georgiana said.

"You are waiting for me, right." Katharina said on her own initiative.

Georgiana remained silent while Mazie spread out the map.

"Here." Mazie pointed to a point on the map and Georgina immediately moved over to take a look.

Rimini is located on the west coast of the Adriatic Sea. As soon as she came closer, Mazie took an uncomfortable step back.

"What's fun there?" Katharina asked.

Mazie and Georgiana looked at each other as if they couldn't answer the question.

"Why do you ask?" Katharina asked next.

"Napoleoni asked people to measure the arc of longitude from this place to Rome." Georgiana said looking at the map, Italy now looked like a deformed boot.

"What's the use?" Katharina asked.

"I want to know too." Georgiana said inexplicably. Did Napoleon want to set the prime meridian in Rome?

"I heard that you are Napoleon's old classmate, how about chatting about this?" Katharina said to Ma Qi with a smile.

What to talk about? Talk about why he fights with people in school?

Georgiana resisted the urge to roll her eyes, but Mazie talked about the past naturally.

Bonaparte often took leave while studying. He was busy with the cause of Corsican independence. This is indeed something that can be said publicly.

"So you're not familiar with him?" Katharina asked.

Ma Qi looked like he was hesitating to speak.

"What did you do together?" Katharina asked as if she had discovered some treasure.

Georgiana was also curious, what would the boys from the military academy do together?

"We wrote a collection of dialogues together." Ma Qi finally said helplessly.

"About what?" Katharina asked.

"Dialogue sur l'Amour." Mazie said it so quickly that Georgiana almost didn't hear what he said.

"Love?" Katharina asked in surprise.

"Like Crissen and Eugenie?" asked Georgiana.

Ma Qi was in great pain, as if he wanted to escape from this place.

Talleyrand's unique limping footsteps came from outside the door.

"Look what I found," said Talleyrand, holding up a piece of paper.

It was a yellowed piece of paper and looked old.

"Where did you find it?" Catherine asked Talleyrand.

"Do you think this was written by Napoleon?" Talleyrand handed the piece of paper to Mazie.

Mazie took the page, and Georgiana borrowed his hand to read it.

If this is a paper, the handwriting seems too sloppy, but if it is a draft, it looks neat and clean, and the title is "What truths and emotions are most important for humans to learn to be happy?" 》.

"He wrote it 10 years ago, when he participated in the Lyon College's prize-winning essay competition. He spent six months preparing it," Mazzi said.

"What are you talking about?" Katharina was not interested in the piece of paper at all.

"Alexander the Great," Mazie said.

Georgiana looked at the signature of the paper, written in red pen.

"Not very interesting, unclear, seriously mixed, rambling, illegible, unable to attract readers' attention."

Is that really the case?

She took the paper from Mazie's hand and read it.

"How is it?" Talleyrand asked Georgiana.

She found the feeling she had when reading essays written by teenagers, and the words didn't convey the meaning.

The article writes: "Alexander ran from Thebes to Persia and then to India. What was he doing? He kept restless, he lost his wisdom, and he claimed to be a god. What was the end of Cromwell? He ruled Britain, But did not the Fury’s sword torment him?”

How is Alexander the Great associated with Cromwell?

"Don't tell him I've read it." Georgiana gave the piece of paper to Talleyrand.

"Are you going to give it to him?" Catharina asked Talleyrand.

"Of course I want to go," Talleyrand said cheerfully, took the piece of paper and left.

Although Bonaparte's personality had nothing to do with shyness, she felt that he would probably burn the page as "incriminating evidence."

"I thought the archives wouldn't preserve this kind of material," Mazzi said.

Georgiana immediately chased after him. Fortunately, the lame Talleyrand could not run fast, so she quickly caught up.

"Don't you want me to tell him that you haven't read it?" said Talleyrand.

"Wait a moment." Georgiana took the piece of paper, used a copying spell to make a copy, and then handed it back to Talleyrand.

At this moment Talleyrand looked at her with a very strange look.

"What are you looking at?" Georgiana said angrily.

"Looking at the most beautiful woman in Europe." Talleyrand praised with a blue enamel tongue, "Pauline is like Venus, you are like Artemis."