Flowers, Swords and France

Relying on the smooth telegraph lines that now communicate with the English Channel, news of the death of the former French King Louis-Philippe I, who was exiled in England, quickly reached France and aroused different reactions from people with different positions.

Some will grieve, others lament, but there is no doubt that among the Bonapartist gatherings this news will naturally cause a burst of joy.

"It is a pity that France has lost a once famous figure... However, in a sense, this is not unfortunate," although he did not want to appear gloating, but Charles was indeed sincerely happy about the news. "After more than ten years of failed governance, the country finally got rid of the shackles of him and his jesters and is now finally on a glorious and correct path. God also took him away from this world in time. , I think while we shouldn't laugh out loud, it's good news for the country..."

"That's right! This guy died at the right time. Who else dares to go against us now!" Karion, who was standing next to him, was not as reserved as he was. He shouted out with joy, "It won't be long before we You can do whatever you want in France!”

"Although that day will definitely come, the road will still have some twists and turns after all." Charles was not upset by the other party's behavior. He just raised his eyebrows slightly and replied with a smile, "At least we can't take it lightly."

"That's true, but don't say it at this time... What a disappointment!" Karion sighed, then picked up the wine glass, "Of course I know the road ahead is difficult. However, since the old guy is dead, So what do we need to be afraid of if the little guys get together? Come on, have another drink, Charles!"

Since the fall of the July Monarchy, there have been suggestions within the remnant forces of the two old royal monarchy factions, the Bourbon Legitimists and the Orléansists, to merge so as to help each other and re-establish monarchical rule in France.

This merger has not been achieved before. The biggest obstacle is actually Louis-Philippe himself - the Bourbon royal family will never forgive his father who became a member of the National Assembly and signed the death sentence of Louis XVI; naturally, they will never forgive him. As long as he himself, who joined the Jacobin Club and usurped the throne, was alive, the House of Bourbon and its supporters would never have any real cooperation with the Orléansists.

But now that he is dead, the space for cooperation between the two political opponents has suddenly become wider.

However, as Karion said, even if they do this, Ciel and his comrades will not be afraid - because, after several years of development, they are no longer the frustrated, ambitious and ambitious people they used to be. Scammers, like mercury, have infiltrated into various power agencies of the country, becoming officials, generals, and even presidents.

In other words, through an earth-shaking change in the political situation, they have turned into careerists and fraudsters who hold huge wealth and power in the Republic. Their energy and harm have increased more than a hundred times than before! Who else do they need to be afraid of?

After drinking with each other, the middle-aged man Carrion, who was currently serving as the presidential secretary in the Elysee Palace, finally raised his head and gave Charles a simple and bright smile.

"Char, I think you also know that the president gave me the task of being in charge of the lottery..." he said carefully, "the president said that this matter was proposed by you, so he asked me to communicate with you and let you Help me. Brother, you know that I am a rough man and I don’t know anything, so if you have anything to explain, just tell me..."

...Although he spoke very modestly, Ciel naturally would not take these words seriously.

"Don't worry, it's not difficult to do. It's just a bit hard. I've been so busy recently, so I can only give you some suggestions. Then you can just do it yourself." He also answered quite humbly, clearly Tell the other person that you don't intend to take advantage of it.

As a confidant who has followed Louis Bonaparte for many years, the president will certainly not ignore his many years of hard work, so he is ready to hand this fat job to him and let him get some benefits from it as a reward. So Ciel knew very well that the other party should take the lead in this matter.

Sure enough, after hearing such a kind gesture from Ciel, the smile on Karion's face seemed to become gentler in an instant. "Thank you, Charles. I also know that you are very busy and cannot be too involved in such small things. In that case, I will be disrespectful..."

"It should be." Charles nodded, and then explained to the other party, "Since we plan to send a large number of people to America, we must first communicate with Baron de Beauvain, because he is the recipient. And he is also here to prepare the ship. In addition, during this period, we must seize the time to contact the printing factory and try to print more lottery tickets in a short time so that they can be distributed in major cities across the country..."

As he spoke, he lowered his voice intentionally, "By the way, remember not to print lottery tickets with the same numbers in the same printing factory, and try not to sell lottery tickets with the same numbers in the same area. Also, some people Maybe you regret it after winning the prize, and if you want to sell the ticket privately, you must indicate that you will not repurchase the ticket as a reward..."

Karion nodded while listening, indicating that he had completely remembered the other party's instructions.

"In short, that's all I have to say. As long as you do all these key points, you will be able to achieve your goal this time and attract a large amount of funds for the president's business." Charles took a sip of the wine glass, "Of course, although I can't participate all the time, I will definitely work hard to help promote it and try to get more people to buy it."

"Charles, thank you so much!" After listening to his sincere suggestions, Carrion clapped his hands with emotion, "Don't worry, since you have put so much effort into this matter, you must still get what you deserve..."

"Don't be like this, we are old friends, even if it is to help you, I have to do my best, not to mention doing things for Mr. President, it's too polite to say anything about benefits." Charles smiled and shook his head, indicating that he really didn't want to get involved in this huge income, "Brother, you have worked hard for everyone for so many years, you should get some rewards."

Carrion wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

"Charles..." This highly skilled counterfeiter looked at Charles excitedly, "Okay, if you need any help in the future, just tell me."

"Let's not talk about this now, come, let's have another drink!"

Although they were all planning carefully, neither of them was afraid of legal issues - not to mention that they were all confidants of the president and were working for the president. Even if they really touched on any legal issues, the current Minister of Justice, Mr. Eugene Rouet, was also a Bonapartist, right? Since they are now in power, the law is not used to punish them now.

Because the atmosphere of cooperation was so good, both of them became excited and kept toasting to each other, and their spirits were high.

When they were drunk, Carrion gradually told Charles about some of his own things. Because he was working beside the president now, Charles listened carefully to his words in order to dig out useful information for himself.

…"Charles, do you know what the president is most concerned about now?" Carrion suddenly asked Charles in a strange tone while drinking.

"How could I know this?" Charles answered in a low voice, looking a little drunk. Although the alcohol had made his face slightly red, he still remained highly sober, "My friend, don't keep me in suspense, just tell me directly..."

"Actually, it's not surprising to say this..." Carrion laughed while reeking of alcohol, "Charles, there are only two of us here now, I'll tell you...actually..."

He panted and suddenly laughed, "Actually, after learning about the death of the old man Louis-Philippe, the president wanted to dig money out of the private property of the Orleans family... He planned... planned to confiscate all the property of the Orleans family and auction it off soon..."

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

"Huh?" Charles was slightly surprised, and then immediately looked at the middle-aged man.

Although he looked drunk, Charles saw from the corner of his eye that the other person was also looking at him. His eyes were not cloudy, but seemed to be very sober.

So he wanted to repay my help just now in this way... Charles suddenly realized.

Although they were expelled from the country, the members of the Orleans royal family still left a large amount of private property in France, including large estates. Although Charles himself was not keen on land, the Duke of Treville and his family were obviously very happy to receive a large amount of land.

Besides, don’t they still have bonds or other assets left in the country? They can also be slaughtered, as long as the operation is done properly.

It seems that making friends is not in vain... Charles laughed in his heart.

At least, he can pull this person to his side.

"My friend," he stretched out his hand with gratitude and shook the middle-aged man's hand, "I am very grateful for your help, and I will be loyal to you as well."

Of course, he also knew that verbal loyalty alone was not enough.

So he looked at the other party, waiting for the other party's asking price.

"Charles, can you still manage the issuance of railway bonds?"

"That's no problem...wait for my good news, brother." He shrugged and answered generously. "When the president has any moves, tell me the first time, you can't do without me!" r1152