Flowers, Swords and France

Charles had just finished writing the letter when there was a knock on the door. He quickly put the letter into the envelope and then asked the person to come in.

As he expected, it was his beloved sister. Because she was at home, she was still wearing a plain white dress today, and her blonde hair was just combed casually and pinned to one side with a hairpin.

Fran's expression seemed a little nervous, and her timid look made Charles, who was in a good mood, couldn't help but smile.

"What's wrong, Miss Treville? Is there anything you need your friends to help you with?"

And his sister was not in a good mood.

"Marie came just now... I talked to her for a long time."

"Ms. Marquise de Léoran?" Charles immediately reacted, and then asked with some confusion, "What's wrong with her? Did she say anything?"

"She told me about her recent situation and some other things." Fran answered briefly, and then moved closer to her brother, "Brother, I want to ask you something, can you tell me the truth?"

Her expression made Charles even more confused, and under her influence, Charles also frowned, "If necessary, I will tell you, ask."

"Is our family...is it..." Fran lowered her head, looking at the purple leather shoes with floral decorations on her feet, but she glanced at Charles from time to time, "Is there something wrong?"

"There is a problem?" Charles was even more puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"I mean..." Fran hesitated to finish her question, "Has our family's property been damaged recently? I heard from Mari that she seems to have encountered a lot of big troubles recently, and many other families are also..."

Oh, that's it. Charles understood.

It turned out that she was worried about her family after hearing Mary say that many people suffered in the storm...

"Our family is doing very well now, better than ever before." He answered calmly, with unquestionable confidence in his tone. "Don't worry, just live happily, and grandpa and I will solve all your problems for you."

Although his words sounded like a casual comfort, they were indeed true. After everything went smoothly according to plan, the Marquis of Treville's family was in a better time than ever before - although this "good" was built on the "bad" of countless families.

"Really?" Fran asked again nervously.

"Really." Charles confirmed again, and then changed the subject without leaving a trace, "Do you have any other questions? It seems that you want to ask more than this..."

"It would be great if our family was not affected..." Fran whispered to herself, then raised her head and looked at Charles expectantly, "Brother, then I want to ask you to do me a favor..."

"I knew you would always want to trouble me." Charles couldn't help but smile bitterly, then nodded again, "What is it?"

Fran hesitated for a moment, and finally said what she was thinking.

"Because of the turmoil and the political decree, Mary told me that her property would lose a lot; and my teacher, the old painter, you have seen him, he is in a very bad situation now...Brother, do you have any way to help them? I really can't bear to see them..."

"Do you want me to take care of them?" Charles understood Fran's meaning. "Let them not suffer too much?"

"Yes... I just hope you do that." Fran looked at Charles expectantly.

"Do you know what this means? This is not a small amount of money." Charles lowered his eyes, not making any comment, but just reminded his sister. "It's not something you can agree to with just a few words."

"I know," Fran nodded shyly, "but I really can't bear to see Mary and the teacher suffer like this... If you have the ability, please help them! They are all good people, even if it's a loan, they will definitely pay you back in the future..."

After saying that, she continued to look at her brother earnestly.

Charles was silent.

It's not that he didn't want to agree, he didn't want to refuse his sister's earnest request (he almost never refused), and for him now, this was just a little effort without any cost.

However, before that, Charles decided to give the other party a warning, so as to prevent this silly girl from being kind and causing unnecessary trouble to him in the future.

"My dear lady, what do you think of me? Am I a demon trapped in a bottle or a genie? Even if I am a genie, I can only fulfill three wishes of mortals, right?" He frowned and pretended to be very dissatisfied. "Some things can be done and some can't be done. If you want to help everyone, your brother will either become a saint or lie in a coffin - it's the same anyway..."

"I just need you to help them, I can't control others!" Fran hurriedly explained, "Brother, don't worry, I only ask you this time."

After hearing her repeated assurances, Charles finally shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, where is Miss Leoran? I will find a way to help her solve this problem, now..."

After hearing his words, Fran was overjoyed, and a long-lost smile bloomed on her face. She cheered and jumped into the arms of her brother who was sitting on the chair, and then quickly kissed her brother on the cheek.

"I knew it! Thank you!"

Then, she quickly stepped back and ran out the door.

"Marie is waiting for you in the small reception room. Come quickly!"

Charles was so amused by Fran's behavior that he had to get up and close the door again, then sat back in his seat and dealt with the remaining documents again.

After finishing all the documents, Charles did not rush downstairs, but continued to sit and fell into deep thought.

It seems that Baron Bovan's plan is more effective than expected.

The original text is available at 6 # 9 @Book/Bar!

Miss Marquis Leoran is a typical rentier, sitting on a large fortune, waiting to live on interest; and the old painter Durenberg is a long-established artist, and he also runs a high-level painting class, which is also a good income. They are all property owners, or what people often call bourgeois.

And now, both of them are in a very bad situation.

From the current predicament of these two people, we can see how much impact these two classes of people have suffered under this artificially created frenzy!

Their main means of saving are government bonds and bank deposits. Both of them are now severely hit. Needless to say, government bonds have already fallen to a terrible level, and now dividends have become a big problem. And bank deposits... have now become deposit certificates under the government's decree.

If you insist on not selling, then maybe you will eventually wait until the day when the government relaxes it again, but who can persist for a long time under the high prices and the deteriorating business environment? If there are still debts, the situation will be even worse-the government has not frozen bank loans, and what should be collected will still be collected.

In the end, sooner or later, these property owners have to succumb to reality and run to the exchange to sell the deposit certificates they hold at a discount, exchanging their original savings for cash that has shrunk greatly from the face value.

Where did the bankers who bought up bonds in the stock exchange get all their cash? Wasn't it the money that the property owners had in the bank?

This method, in essence, was to use the deposits of these property owners to buy their deposit bonds at a low price in the stock exchange. In other words, the bankers who led this plan (such as Baron de Beauvan) didn't have to pay anything, just to transfer other people's money around, and they could take advantage of this trend and easily get all the difference in the middle - that is, a large part of the national savings of the French people.

The result of a revolution is that astronomical wealth fell from the bank accounts into the hands of these big bankers, without any effort. All it took was the panic caused by the revolution and a temporary government decree to freeze deposits.

Moreover, what is amazing is that the responsibility for this great looting can't be "blamed" on these bankers: wasn't it the revolution that brought chaos and caused everyone to panic? Wasn't it this panic that brought about the run on the bank and caused a number of banks to go bankrupt?

The kidnapped government had to implement this decree under such a bad situation (not to mention that some of them were participants in this plan) to prevent France's already fragile financial system from falling into an irreversible total collapse.

So in the end, who can the people who suffered in the turmoil blame?

I'm afraid they can only blame the revolution, and those who overthrew the old dynasty in the barricades and brought "terror and chaos" to the whole country...

After learning the full picture of this genius design and conception, Charles was shocked and panicked, and could only pay his heartfelt respect to the courage, courage and wisdom of Baron Bovan and others.

Even in the 21st century, where talents and elites are gathered, how many people can play this method of making a lot of money by looting a country! No matter what era, those who can climb to the top position by their own ability are definitely heroes of the time. He once again felt this truth painfully.

This is indeed an era of heroes.

Fortunately, with the knowledge and vision of the next century and a half, he also had the courage to fight these heroes head-on. After twenty years of training, he never thought that he would be inferior to any of them.

At least he was so confident.

And this confidence had to start from cooperating with them. Fate is such a treacherous thing. (To be continued.) (To be continued.)