Chapter 111

Horatio Nelson, the name is resounding in Lorraine's memory.

He was odilan's nephew, and odilan admired his vision and ability.

He is the imaginary enemy of Lord Leighton, Lorraine's mentor. The sea school experience school has trained the best student representatives in the past 30 years.

This involves the dispute over the teaching line within the school.

The experiential school believes that excellent officers can only be trained from the battlefield. Every marine school student should join the fleet in the year of enrollment and use the cruel survival of the fittest to select the elite. The systematic teaching of the college can only train seafarers, which is useless to the army.

The academic party deeply hates this argument of self denial and regards the experiential school as a shame.

Lorraine was regarded as a treasure by Sir Leighton in those years. When he was at sea school, he heard the most curse, that is, "your opponent is the damn Horatio Nelson". It can be seen that the academies have a grudge against Nelson.

In addition, if Lorraine's memory of the last life is not wrong, Nelson is still a doomed legend.

Lieutenant general of the white flag Navy, the first generation Viscount Nelson, the hero of Trafalgar, the model of outstanding soldiers all over the world, and the dogmatic beliefs of the German and Japanese navies during World War II

Nelson must be outstanding if he can tie all kinds of honors together. But even so, Lorraine was still not interested in him.

Referring to the memory of the previous life, this legend is obviously just a pure soldier. He is desperate for his own life, seeks benevolence and benevolence, and dies. He has not turned his prominent military achievements into popularity and political chips in politics.

In other words, he is not a suitable investment target for Lorraine.

From the perspective of pursuing profits and wealth, making friends with Nelson is a business with twice the effort and is doomed to lose everything.

So Lorraine was not active in delivering the letter. Facing the invitation of the second lieutenant, he didn't even board the badger in person. He only expressed his gratitude in a reserved manner, then handed in the letter and left.

The matter seems to be over.

Lorraine fulfilled odilan's request and sent a private letter across the ocean to his good nephew.

But two days later, the rash second lieutenant unexpectedly appeared at the door of the hotel rented by Lorraine and handed Nelson's invitation with both hands.

The invitation letter is a nanmu foreskin. It is not only beautifully framed, but also the fancy characters inside are delicate and neat. The most important thing is that the content of the letter and the signature at the end are obviously made by one person.

This shows that Nelson wrote the invitation personally, and with a serious attitude, he made a draft in advance and then engraved it on the.

Lorraine could not help frowning: "Francois farm, tomorrow night?"

"Yes, Mr. Drake," said the lieutenant seriously, "Sir Franois is a good friend of the lieutenant colonel. The lieutenant colonel borrowed the farm from him and prepared a banquet. Please be sure to pay him a favor."

"Can I ask what kind of banquet it is?"

"French."

"Just me and the Lieutenant Colonel?" lorington paused. "I mean, will the lieutenant colonel bring a female companion?"

"Miss Francois will accompany you. They are in love."

"Really..." Lorraine smiled and put away the invitation. "Please tell the lieutenant colonel to thank him for his kind invitation. I will attend on time."

"Waiting for you, Mr. Drake!"

After seeing off the second lieutenant, Lorraine stood in the yard with her arms in her arms for a long time.

Haina came over and looked puzzled: "you're worried. Do you think this party is cheating?"

"There's no fraud. There's no conflict or old grudge between us." Lorraine sighed helplessly, "but the lieutenant colonel was too serious, which made the dinner difficult all of a sudden."

"For example?"

"For example, his beliefs and preferences, as well as the age and appearance of miss Franois. If I don't want to be rude in front of people, at least I need to know this."

Haina raised her eyebrows. "Francois farm, right? I'll go and have a look at it in the evening."

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The next day, Lorraine chose Carmen as her companion and took a carriage to Francois farm in the suburbs.

The farms in Barbados are naturally plantations. There are rows of guards like straight sugarcane forests along the road. There are sugar workshops in the middle of the forests. Judging from the rumble, Baron Franois has introduced trendy steam engine equipment.

Through the vast sugarcane forest, a small village inhabited by black slaves and a large beautiful cherry orchard, Lorraine finally saw the farm.

The wooden gate is simple and thick, with long high-rise walls extending on both sides. The walls are bound with barbed wire to separate slavery from slavery.

Lorraine saw Nelson waiting there at the gate of the farm, wearing a formal military dress and a wig with a triangular military cap pressed with black suede.

Beside him was a little blonde girl, about sixteen or seven years old, with baby fat on her face, dignified features and a little cramped.

The carriage stopped in front of the gate. Lorraine jumped down and elbowed down Carmen.

Haina's earlier spies played a role at this moment.

Nelson was a Puritan, and miss Franois's family were devoutly Catholic.

Based on the beliefs and preferences of both sides, Carmen today put on a conservative dark green supporting skirt, gave up all expensive jewelry and used only a silver cross brooch to decorate the color.

She curled her beautiful hair high, pressed it on a beige, simple narrow brimmed top hat, covered it with a pure white veil, covered her pretty face, made her head a little chin, and didn't wear powder.

Such a beautiful and ceremonial dress immediately won Nelson's favor.

He smiled and came up with Miss Francois on his arm.

"Mr. Drake, for the first time, I'm Horatio, Horatio Nelson, Lieutenant Colonel of the Royal Navy."

"Lorraine, Lorraine Drake, I've heard a lot about you, Lieutenant Colonel Nelson."

They smiled and shook hands. Carmen took a bottle of ribbon wine from the driver's hand and handed it to miss Franois.

"This is the champagne from Pinot Noir manor in France. I hope to make friends far away from home smell the fragrance of European soil."

Miss Francois brightened her eyes and said in surprise, "Pinot Noir, is it..."

Uh huh!

Nelson coughed discontentedly and interrupted miss Franois.

He looked at Lorraine with a frown. "Mr. Drake, Pinot Noir champagne is too expensive to be a proper door ceremony."

"I'm a businessman, a businessman with good profits." Lorraine looked back at Nelson without concession. "It's disrespectful to the master to buy the door ceremony locally, and there are only two kinds of wine on my ship, one is Pinot Noir, and the other is the inferior wine for the sailors. Colonel Nelson, do you have the heart to let my girlfriend carry a huge oak barrel to the door?"

Such an answer was obviously beyond Nelson's expectation. He was stunned for a long time and lost his smile: "Uncle odilan said it well. You are a person who knows how to enjoy life, and your words are sharp."

Lorraine made a small grimace: "however, only people who feel like old friends at first sight deserve to be unscrupulous and true. If the governor Carlisle of Barbados was standing in front of me, I would only tell him that the wine was newly bought in his winery."

Nelson laughed.

After laughing, he patted Lorraine on the shoulder: "I already smell the fragrance of Europe. Please come in, my friend. Pinot Noir is the most beautiful in the world. Let's kill it tonight."

"Obedience is better than respect, my friend."