Flowers, Swords and France

After leaving the hiding place of these radicals, Charles and his party were relieved until they were sure that they were in a safe zone. .

After that, Charles continued to follow his memory and silently sketched out the sketch in his mind for later, while Du Taai still looked around cautiously, wary of every look coming from the corner.

"Are you really going to hand over all these weapons to them?" After making sure that no one was watching him anymore, Du Taai asked in a low voice, with some unconcealed worry in his tone, "Give them all?"

"Don't be afraid, it's just a small number of weapons," Charles replied in a low voice, "Since we expect them to overthrow the dynasty, we should naturally find ways to arm them."

"They are armed, they may overthrow the dynasty, or they may overthrow us." Du Taai reminded again, "This is your first time seeing them, you have no idea how many there are. people……"

"It's more or less the same." Charles' expression was very calm, "Don't worry."

There is really no need to worry, because in the original history, at the end of June 1848, the French government at that time mobilized 250,000 troops and 80,000 National Guardsmen to clear the city of Paris block by block. No matter how armed they are, no matter how many weapons they hoard, it is impossible for these radicals - or insurrectionists - to withstand this force, not even anyone. At that time, Marx, the revolutionary mentor who had been forced to go into exile in the UK, could only lash out at these cruel reactionaries across the English Channel, but to no avail.

Even if the traveler Charles de Treville sides with these revolutionary masses, it will only add one more unknown corpse to the pile of corpses in Paris in 1848 - if he is lucky, it will bring more benefits to France. There is no point in producing an exile who is exiled from the country.

When I was studying French history in my previous life, I was always puzzled by a question: why during the February Revolution of 1848, the government had no choice but to step down from the rioting masses in Paris during the February Revolution. King Louis-Philippe abdicated sadly, and the July Dynasty Collapsed.

However, why was it that only four months later, the French Provisional Government at that time was able to mobilize "250,000 troops and 80,000 National Guardsmen" to wipe out the city of Paris and the Paris proletariat?

It seems logically contradictory.

It wasn't until he traveled back in time and personally participated in this period of history that Charles realized that the proletariat at this time was just the sword of the July Dynasty in the hands of the various opponents among the bourgeoisie and aristocracy, and they were used to overthrow The July Monarchy began, and then was cast aside when it was done. The bourgeoisie and the army were indifferent when the July Monarchy fell and watched the collapse of this unpopular regime. However, they would never allow the proletariat to snatch the fruits of victory of the "revolution" afterwards, even if it required a bloodbath in Paris. , so the French Revolution of 1848 came to an abrupt end.

Such an obviously premeditated, step-by-step and organized activity can no longer even be called a "conspiracy".

And this kind of bourgeoisie, there is one next to Charles.

"Mr. Treville, you are taking it too lightly, which is not good." Du Taai's expression was still very calm, but there were a few stern flashes in his eyes, "For these mobs, one day we have to pay back Their one St. Bartholomew's Night..."

[On the evening of August 24, 1572, on the eve of St. Bartholomew's Day, French Catholic radicals massacred Protestants in Paris. Thousands of Protestants were killed. This is known as "St. Bartholomew's Night" in history.

The incident was premeditated at the time. The radicals had already formulated an action plan before and secretly drew chalk marks on the doorsteps of the Huguenot Protestant houses. Few people survived after the attack. Soon the pogroms against the Huguenots spread across France, with tens of thousands killed over the course of several weeks. 】

How different is the bourgeoisie’s fear and hatred of the proletarian “mob” from the Catholics’ hatred of heretics? All that's missing is the Inquisition.

This sigh was buried deeply in Ciel's heart.

"All of this can't be said with words, sir, what we lack is hard work!" He interrupted the other party seemingly sarcastically, "Your fear can't solve any problems. If you want to get rich, you have to be bold, right? If you need a sedative, I can give you some..."

When he heard the word "get rich", Charles slightly winked at Du Taai, obviously reminding him of something.

And Du Taai quickly understood. His expression changed, and then he smiled disdainfully, "I know, what else can I say for a young boy like you? I don't know anything, I only know how to fight and kill." Killing is a waste of my time..."

"What are you talking about? Please say it again?!" Ciel's expression became very serious, as if he wanted to find an opportunity to beat her again.

"Okay, okay, I have nothing to argue with you. Goodbye!" Perhaps because he was really afraid of Charles' attack, Du-Taai walked away with a livid face, muttering something in his mouth, obviously He has nothing nice to say about Ciel.

Only Charles could see that he nodded slightly. He was obviously very happy that Charles could understand his strategy so clearly. He had already seen the prospect of the two of them joining forces to make a fortune, and then they were very happy. He masked his joy with annoyance on his face.

Then let you have some fun first.

Watching his departing back, Charles said coldly in his heart.

………………

When he returned home, before he had time to change his coat, his grandfather's personal servant came to greet him directly, and then whispered to him.

"Miss Dillion just came to visit, and the lady is receiving her in the reception room..."

The second lady is here too?

After a brief surprise, Charles quickly returned to normal. Ever since he revealed his identity to Lucien Leflair and his wife that day, he has been looking forward to this day, although it is a little faster than expected. It seems that the family of the Minister of Seals, who has an extremely sensitive political sense, is really anxious to change their family...

After a small sigh, Charles quickly came to the small reception room, and then found that Matilda was playing chess with her sister. Judging from the slightly tangled and painful expression on her face, the one fighting with her today should be the full-fire Fran.

Obviously, Matilda didn't put all her attention on playing chess. She was just playing as a guest and host. Therefore, she immediately noticed Charles who had just appeared at the door.

"Mr. Treville, you are finally back." She stopped playing chess, stood up and bowed to Charles with a smile.

"Matilda came a long time ago and has been waiting for you for a long time. You should apologize to her!" Fran also said in a playful way.

"I hope I didn't delay your time." Charles also bowed to Matilda, "Otherwise I would feel too guilty."

After more than two months, when he saw the second lady of the Dillion family again, Charles found that although the glasses girl was still charming and energetic, her face seemed a little haggard-obviously, she must have been very busy recently.

The original text is in the six # 9 @book/bar!

As for what she was busy with? That goes without saying.

"What the hell!" Matilda smiled in agreement with Charles' joke, "Everyone knows that you are a busy man. I am lucky to be able to come back at this time."

"Oh, thank you."

After saying a few polite words, Matilda was obviously hesitant to speak, and obviously wanted to say something that was more considerate of Fran.

Charles patted Fran's head knowingly, and although Fran was a little dissatisfied with the sudden interruption of the game, she still left the reception room obediently.

"Miss Dillion, you came earlier than I expected." After Fran left, Charles sat in Fran's position just now, and then looked at Matilda with a smile.

"But it's not too late, isn't it?" Matilda also gave Charles a confused smile, "We always have a lot of things to do in the New Year."

"Oh, of course I understand." Charles nodded gently.

"My father had a very good impression of you after meeting you." Matilda looked at Charles, her eyes behind the glasses flickering a little, "After returning, he praised you several times, saying that you will definitely have a bright future."

"It is my honor to be praised by Mr. Dillion. In fact, I have the same feeling about you." Charles also looked at Matilda and replied with a smile.

Both of them grew up with aristocratic education taught by their elders, so they always felt like they were evenly matched when they had such a subtle conversation.

It seemed that she felt that the initial test was enough. Matilda pondered for a moment, and then spoke again, her tone changed from the relaxed tone just now to a very serious one.

"Thank you, Mr. Treville, you are so frank with my sister, but you have helped us a lot."

"We each get what we need. If you think I have helped you, then you don't have to feel guilty, because I definitely need compensation from the Dillion family." Charles' answer was equally direct.

"Of course, of course, I came here today for 'compensation'." After hearing Charles' answer, Matilda couldn't help laughing, "Mr. Treville, my grandfather wants to meet you, the sooner the better, and then we can discuss things like 'compensation'."

It was faster than expected, this family's sense of smell is really amazing! Charles couldn't help but sigh in his heart again.

"Of course, the sooner the better." Without a moment's hesitation, he answered immediately. (To be continued.)