Chapter 3374 The Tide of the World (9)
In the novel "Don Quixote", a country nobleman was fascinated by reading novels about chivalry, so he took up arms and armor, and wanted to travel around the world to defend justice and fairness, determined to single-handedly revive the long-lost kingdom. knightship.
Knights in the Middle Ages were often trained from an early age. Legend has it that when Demeter was taking care of the little prince, she used a spoon to scoop up porridge made of wheat flour and mint to feed him, while the knight would use the tip of his sword to pick up food and feed it to the child.
Probably when they reach the age of 12, they will begin to receive military training. They will be divided into "people with weapons" or "people with shields." Before that they would serve as page boys or pages in the lord's house, and even follow the women to church.
"Twelve years old!" Georgiana repeated Luigi's words.
"That's what I heard," said Luigicha, looking at the paws of the horses in the stable.
Francois Zabini does not look like a 12-year-old boy no matter how you look at him...
"When we first arrived in Milan, they also picked us, right at the La Scala Opera House." Luigi continued, "If you are picked, you can accompany them on a two-wheeled carriage or go to their home. Just look at us through those little opera telescopes.”
"Have you ever been chosen?" Georgiana said jokingly.
"When we go out for activities, we must get a permit from the colonel, otherwise we will be demoted."
"You are a relative of the Commander-in-Chief and you won't give it to me?" Georgiana asked.
Luigi picked up a red-hot horseshoe with a pair of tongs and quenched it in water. It made a sizzling sound.
"Before we came, almost every lady had a knight squire, can you imagine what would happen?" Luigi asked.
"Duel?" asked Georgiana.
"This custom is incomprehensible to the French." Luigi put the cooling horseshoe aside. "New shirts and especially boots are more needed."
"Thank you for your explanation," said Georgiana.
"You're welcome." Luigi picked up the hammer and hammered the horseshoe into place.
As she walked back, she looked at the Milan Cathedral not far away.
She has experienced war and "loss".
However, time does have incredible power sometimes. No wonder Bessière said that she came from afar.
Bruno was arrested in Venice, and Galileo "surrendered".
She fell back halfway, and Luigi looked at her inexplicably.
"Did you arrest Magenta?" Georgiana asked.
"No...he was surprised when he heard that he had become a suspect." Luigi said, "We got there late because of a flash flood."
"How about you accompany me to see him?" Georgiana asked.
"As you command." Luigi nailed the last two nails, then took the coat on the shaft and followed her into the carriage.
She stared at the bullet marks on Luigi's neck, making him feel uncomfortable.
"Why don't you go with Mullah?" Georgiana asked.
"That's not my mission. I want to escort you and Paulette back to France." Luigi said.
"I may never go back," Georgiana said.
"We have only been out for less than a month," Luigi said. "In Egypt, we stayed longer."
When he mentioned Egypt, she thought of the research institute in Pavia. She had been hearing about Pavia in the past two days, and she wanted to go there.
"You have been to so many places, which place is your favorite?" Georgiana asked.
Luigi thought for a moment.
"There is a place called Lake Garda, which is near Brescia." Luigi said. "In the summer, we swam in the lake. There was a village by the lake. The villagers entertained us warmly. I knew a man who was originally ambitious. Bobo wanted to be promoted, but now he stays in Milan."
"There was a corporal yesterday..."
"I heard that the person I knew was not him. After the Battle of Marengo, many people would rather resign than return to France." Luigi said, "This is the happiest for them."
She thought of the letter. She hadn't decided how to reply yet.
"What do you think?" Luigi asked.
"What do you think?" Georgiana asked.
"Nabooni," Luigi answered.
She felt that Bonaparte was probably the kind of man who would feel happy if he occasionally experienced civilian life. It really made him a civilian. He couldn't live that kind of life.
"He launched a war this time..."
"No, no, no, it's not a war!" Luigi said quickly, "It's just to scare some people and let them know how to communicate."
She didn't think it would achieve the effect they wanted. The 20 million francs were just a waste of money.
"Just because he loves you doesn't mean he loves the English. You are special, Georgiana," Luigi said.
"I'm not like Mr. Jenner."
"No one said you looked like Mr. Jenner," Luigi said immediately.
She felt that what they were talking about was not the same thing.
It happened that the carriage stopped at this time, and they arrived at Magenta's residence.
Compared with the manor and castle in Ciconiara, Magenta's residence is just a small house, but it is located in a garden and looks very quiet, with the neighbor's home on the other side of the lawn.
Luigi got out of the carriage first, and with his help, Georgiana also got out of the carriage.
When they came to the main door, it opened on its own and Magenta stepped out.
Ciconiala was well-groomed even at home, but Magenta looked a little slovenly, with messy hair and no tie on his shirt.
"Welcome." Magenta said perfunctorily, took a half step back, and opened the door.
The room was even worse dressed than Magenta's, and the living room was littered with piles of papers and books.
The house was in such a mess and he didn't even bother to clean it up.
"When will I be free?" Magenta asked as he put on his coat.
"Don't you like this way of working?" Georgiana asked.
"I prefer to be on site and outside!" Magenta said a little impatiently.
"Keep your temper under control, sir," Georgiana said, glaring at him.
Magenta took a few breaths and seemed to calm down.
"Tell me what you need, servant?" said Georgiana.
"Anyway, you won't give me what I want most. I don't lack anything here." Magenta said "calmly".
She let out a long sigh.
"Let's go for a walk." Luigi said looking out the window. "The sun is nice today."
"What do you think?" Georgiana looked at Magenta.
He maintained his grace and asked the lady to go ahead.
"Are you alone? Where are your wife and children?" Georgiana asked.
"I'm not married, and my parents don't live in Milan." Magenta replied dryly.
She felt that this walk would be a disaster and that she really shouldn't come here on a whim.
But the door had already opened at this time, and she had no choice but to walk out.
