King's Landing in France

The sting made his entire face contort.

Christina ran over, hands peaceful arms: "What are you doing! You need a doctor!"

An Ning shook her head: "No, this is enough."

After washing the wound, An Ning felt that the pain was relieved a lot, and she didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or the effect of her cheating was strengthened after washing the wound with alcohol.

The Duke grabbed Christina: "He is an adult, he knows what he is doing, you just wait by the side to congratulate him."

After finishing speaking, the Duke handed Christina to the servant who came forward, and then personally took the bandage handed over by the servant, wrapped it up for An Ning, and turned to signal Talleyrand: "Our side is ready."

Talleyrand nodded, and after confirming that the Marquis was also ready, he raised his hand: "The distance between the two sides is 15 fathoms!"

The Marquis took a pistol and stood at the place where his guard had just fallen.

By the way, the Marquis's servant had just carried the guard Edward down, and the blood on the ground hadn't had time to clean up.

An Ning also arrived at the position where he was standing just now, and he found that there was only a little blood on the ground, which should have flowed when he was shot.

The moment she saw the blood, An Ning's shoulders ached again.

But this did not prevent him from completing the pistol loading action smoothly.

Talleyrand raised his right hand: "Get ready! Both sides reload!"

Marquis reloaded much slower than An Ning because his hands were shaking.

Because they had to wait for the Marquis to reload, the entire venue fell silent for a while.

An Ning still had time to glance at Christina, and found that her face was tense, worry was written on her face, and the noble ladies around her were comforting her together.

Finally, the Marquis finished reloading and raised his gun tremblingly.

Seeing this, Talleyrand raised his right hand and swung down: "Start!"

After Talleyrand gave the order, the Marquis immediately walked towards An Ning with his gun in hand!It seemed that he was going to shoot right in the face with the first shot!

An Ning was happy, thinking how this would let you succeed, I can see the crosshairs here!In other words, I know what distance can ensure a certain hit.

So An Ning stood there and waited for the Marquis to take the bait, and opened fire the moment the sight completely caught the Marquis!

He didn't forget to step sideways at the moment of shooting.

The moment he took a step, the Marquis also opened fire.

An Ning didn't feel like being shot at all.

He didn't dare to neglect, and immediately started reloading. With the reloading speed of the Marquis, he must be the first to fire the second shot. It can be said that he is sure to win this duel!

Then he heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

An Ning turned to look at Talleyrand.

Talleyrand ran up quickly, knelt down and looked at something.

An Ning couldn't see what was going on because of the smog, so she just stood where she was and continued to reload.

In case the duel was not over, An Ning could shoot immediately.

At this time Talleyrand said loudly: "The Marquis Lishal is out of breath! Our Andy Frost has won the duel again!"

An Ning breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he heard someone in the audience say: "I'm stupid, so he killed the Marquis and his son? A cobbler's son actually killed two nobles!"

"Oh, what's the matter, hundreds of noble young masters die in Paris every year, all of them die in duels, and Reginolde's provocative character will die in duels sooner or later."

At this time, the Duke also came over, and patted An Ning on the shoulder: "Great, this troublesome matter has been completely resolved, anyone who dares to question this duel will be against me."

An Ning raised her eyebrows: "You also think the Marquis is a troublesome matter?"

The Duke shrugged his shoulders: "He wrote to his son more than once to propose marriage. If you hadn't killed his son, he would have proposed marriage again when he came to Paris this time. This kind of country nobleman is a bit..."

The Duke shrugged his shoulders before saying that evaluation: "It's a bit brain-dead. Even if I told Christina to go to the Brienne Military Academy, he wouldn't let it go."

An Ning raised her eyebrows: "Then I have solved your problems this time?"

"That's right, you can say that. It's because of me that I agreed to be your witness. I'm a duke, and I won't show up easily."

Talleyrand also came over from the Marquis' body at this time, and said to the Duke with a smile: "Then Your Excellency the Duke witnessed the Marquis' death."

"Oh, Master Monastery, don't make it sound like I want the Marquis to die." The Duke spread his hands, "I can only say that I am sorry for the Marquis' death, but there will be casualties in a duel, and bullets are ruthless."

An Ning echoed solemnly: "Yes, bullets are ruthless. It can only be said that the Marquis thought it was a good chance that I was injured, but things did not go as he wished."

Talleyrand looked at An Ning's shoulder: "Are you okay? Let me tell you, you are the toughest young man I have ever seen. It is amazing that you won two duels with a gunshot wound."

Duke: "That's why I am optimistic about him! It is because of this heroism that he saved my daughter from the battlefield!"

"That's right, that's right." Talleyrand nodded repeatedly, "Although he is the son of a cobbler, he behaved bravely like a true nobleman. It's not easy."

An Ning: "This fully demonstrates a person's quality, and has nothing to do with his origin, Your Excellency the Dean."

"really……"

At this time, Christina ran up and gave An Ning a firm hug: "Andy, you won again!"

Duke: "My God, Christina, take it easy, he's still hurt!"

An Ning: "It's okay, Your Excellency, the lady's hug is a reward, overshadowing all pain."

But Christina immediately distanced herself: "Sorry, I forgot about you...does it still hurt?"

As she spoke, she gently stroked the bandage on An Ning's shoulder.

"Once you wipe it, I won't be in pain anymore." An Ning said emphatically.

Christina giggled.

At this time, Mirabeau came out: "It's so beautiful, now you are also the one who won three duels, and you have also achieved the achievement that Reginold boasted about before!"

An Ning: "And I won the third game with an injury."

"Yes, you won the third game with your injuries. I will write your story in the newspaper tomorrow. The title is... just..." Mirabeau put his hand on his forehead, "I think about it Call……"

An Ning: "How about a cobbler's legend of bravery?"

Mirabeau: "Do you have to emphasize the cobbler? That's right. It's only by emphasizing that you are the son of the cobbler. That's right, it's called the legend of the cobbler's son!"

At this time, he recognized the name "Andy" again, and An Ning turned around and found that it was Robespierre, Dandong and others.

It turned out that everyone from the Breton Club also came.

Dandong came up and gave An Ning a hug: "Amazing! Now some of us civilians have won three duels!"

Robespierre: "I was ready to help you with a lawsuit against the Marquis, and I planned to do my best to send the Marquis to prison. This is good, you sent him to heaven!"

An Ning: "No, no, the Marquis is such an exaggerated person, he can't go to heaven, I should send him to hell."

Robespierre was a little puzzled: "Hell?"

Dandong explained: "Your Excellency the Marquis has a bad reputation. It is said that he often beats his serfs. When he was young, he even asked for the right of the first night."

Robespierre frowned: "The right of the first night? How is it possible, he will be accused."

Danton: "Not every place has lawyers and judges who are willing to fight for civilians like your father. In fact, in many places, Lord Marquis still has great authority."

An Ning nodded.

Indeed, after the outbreak of the Great Revolution, farmers in Vendée and other places were less able to accept the republic.

In addition, after the Great Revolution, the National Convention passed the Priest Oath Act, which attacked traditional Catholic forces everywhere and drove away the "good priests" in the eyes of farmers. Therefore, royalist rebellions broke out in underdeveloped areas such as the Vendée.

Marquis Lischer probably also came from that kind of remote and underdeveloped area.

After the Great Revolution broke out in the future, there might be a Royalist rebellion in the marquis' territory.

But that's all about the future, and has nothing to do with the current peace.

An Ning: "Shall we celebrate somewhere tonight? Your Excellency the Duke will come too!"

The Duke nodded: "Let's hold a celebration banquet at my mansion tonight! All of Andy's friends can come!"

Chapter 034 I can't stand the quack doctors of this era

The gala dinner was held at the Duke's Palace.

An Ning, as a mud leg that can't dance, basically eats by the dance floor.The snacks provided by the Duke's Mansion taste quite good, making An Ning a real treat.

Robespierre didn't seem to want to dance too much, so he ran to An Ning and chatted with An Ning.

An Ning first took Robespierre's coat and said, "Why are you still wearing this green coat? It's a formal change for the dance tonight. I even asked the Duke to borrow a suit."

An Ning bought a formal suit before, and today she wore it to a duel, but she was shot in the shoulder with a lot of blood, so she couldn't wear it anymore.

An Ning only had such a formal suit, so she had to ask the Duke to borrow one.

Robespierre shrugged: "As I said, I only have this coat. My tuition and living expenses come from Mr. Priest in Arras. I don't have so much spare money to buy new formal clothes. Besides, whether a person Decentness depends mainly on character, not clothes. Even if I wear this old green suit, my character is still impeccable."

——That is, you are an "incorruptible person", of course you cannot be faulted.

But now Robespierre does not have this nickname, and now his nickname is Roman.

Robespierre scanned the venue and said loudly, "Look at this venue, even if it's the duke's ball, there aren't many nobles who are honored to come."

This kind of dance is not an invitation system, even if you don't get an invitation, you can come if you want.

Usually, at the duke's ball, there will be a lot of little nobles who want to curry favor with the duke, but today, most of the guests in the venue are ordinary gentlemen from the Brittany club, and there are not many nobles.

An Ning: "Perhaps the nobles don't really want to congratulate me, the son of a cobbler?"

Robespierre: "I looked. The nobles who came today are basically liberal nobles who support Rousseau and Montesquieu. I seem to have seen the Marquis of Lafayette."

An Ning: "I saw him too, he came over to toast me a glass of wine, and then went to talk to the Duke."

After all, Lafayette had participated in the war in North America and witnessed the free people in the North American colonies revolting against the king to establish a republican federation, so he didn't care much about the privileges of the nobility.

Robespierre: "It would be nice to have more nobles like the Marquis of Lafayette and the Duke of Tollesterne, so that our country will definitely become better. Some nobles are stupid and bad now."

"Yes," An Ning agreed, "How can these insects manage the country well together!"

"That's right!" Dandong also came over, "You did a great job today, and you directly expressed your anger for us commoners! From today onwards, you will be the king of dueling in Paris."

Robespierre shook his head: "Just killing a marquis won't change anything, and the nobles are still superior. I don't know when we can completely change this situation and realize a real civilian society..."

An Ning thought, don't worry, there are still nine years to come, and when it comes, it will be much more violent than you imagined.

While An Ning was thinking to himself, Robespierre continued: "I want to write to His Excellency the Duke, asking him to go to His Majesty the King to make a bitter statement, and let His Majesty the King come forward to establish a civil society like that in England!"

An Ning subconsciously retorted: "Impossible, His Majesty the King only thinks about how to flip his lock, and doesn't care about these troublesome things at all."

Robespierre stared at An Ning: "How can you say that, didn't Your Majesty start a war with Prussia?"

"The war may have been launched at the instigation of the Austrian princess, including the alliance with Habsburg." An Ning shrugged, "In short, don't expect His Majesty the King to launch top-down reforms, he has no such idea at all, he Just a locksmith, don't ask too much."

Dandong suddenly smiled: "Andy, do you realize that you can comment on His Majesty like this, which is already a huge improvement. In the era of Louis XIV, you should at least be whipped for doing this."

An Ning shrugged: "After all, we are in the base camp of the Duke of Orleans, and the one who speaks the most bad things about the royal family is the Duke himself."

Danton: "That's true. So, does Your Excellency the Duke have any hope of becoming king? If he becomes king, he may be able to realize Maximilian's ideal of weakening the privileges of nobles and establishing a civilian society."

An Ning glanced at the Duke who was having a high-level conversation with the Marquis of Lafayette in the distance.

In all fairness, the duke was deeply influenced by enlightenment thoughts. If Louis XVI really had a sudden illness and the underage little prince succeeded to the throne, the duke of Orleans might indeed become the regent of France. He might implement a series of reforms by then .

But the problem is, the Great Revolution is coming.

Instead of expecting the Prince Regent to introduce reforms bit by bit, it is better to abolish the royal power in one step, send the recalcitrant nobles to the street lamps and guillotines, and build a civil society from scratch.

Danton: "Andy, what do you think?"

"My opinion is that the social conflicts are so intense now that France may not be able to wait for the slow top-down reform." Anning paused, "Actually, the several duels I have had with the Marquis and his son , can also be seen as a microcosm of the conflict between nobles and commoners, can’t it? The nobles are unhappy with us and want to restore their past authority, but we stand up and say no.”

Danton and Robespierre looked at each other.

Robespierre: "There is indeed such a meaning. When I was at home, my father also dealt with conflicts between nobles and commoners."

Danton: "The son of the Marquis, Reginald, also often provokes civilians and finds fault in various ways."

"Right? So I feel that now that the contradictions are becoming more and more acute, all we need is an opportunity, such as a natural disaster, a decrease in food production, and the civilians can't live on, and conflicts with the nobles will always break out."

Dandong: "Your statement... is interesting. When will the disaster come?"

"How do I know? It's better to ask God." An Ning shrugged.

In fact, he knew that in 1788, France suffered consecutive natural disasters, which led to a large reduction in grain production. By 1789, the price of bread soared, and the people could hardly afford bread. Therefore, the voice for changing the status quo was unprecedentedly high.

Just at this time, Louis XVI decided to convene a three-level parliament, which was tantamount to gathering the leaders of the people who were originally scattered in various places in Paris. As a result, the hungry people had spokespersons and organizers.