With the king's decree brought by Justice Maupe, Lawrence's military school life had to come to an end temporarily.

Although accompanying Crown Prince Louis and Duke Charles is also an important matter, at this critical moment of political change, Lawrence must also personally sit at No. 10 Champs Elysées.

The principal, General Barol, generously granted Charles Bornapart an indefinite leave. As for other affairs in the military academy, Lawrence was very relieved to leave it to Duke Charles and Berthier.

"Let me lead His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's Golden Iris faction...to express my consciousness to His Majesty the King..."

In the Corsican Embassy, ​​Lawrence sat behind the desk, carefully recalling the news brought by Justice Maupp yesterday.

Due to the sudden deterioration of Louis XV's physical condition, the originally peaceful political situation in Paris and Versailles gradually became undercurrents.

Various factions and political parties are probably gearing up to take advantage of the upcoming transfer of the throne to carve up a piece of the sweet fruit of power.

Among the many intrigues and negotiations, the most eye-catching and critical forces are undoubtedly the two - the royal family and Choiseul.

Louis XV would never want to leave a powerful duke to the immature new king, and the Duke of Choiseul knew this very well, and had already set his sights and fangs on the ignorant Crown Prince.

Whether Choiseul can sideline the royal family and completely control the kingdom's affairs, or whether the royal family can take back power and return to the absolute dictatorship of the Sun King, the outcome of this power struggle will undoubtedly affect France for at least fifty years.

And if history goes according to plan, the Duke of Choiseul would have been forced to swallow the bitter fruit of failure last autumn.

Because he intensified the situation in the Falkland Crisis between Spain and Britain and advocated war, he touched the last bottom line of Louis XV, who had no intention of war. As a result, he was dismissed from office overnight by His Majesty the King who mobilized various forces.

Even so, the deposed Choiseul still had considerable political energy. On the day he left Paris, hundreds of ministers and officials insisted on seeing the Duke off despite the king's opposition and anger.

Even the status of his younger brother, Lieutenant General Jacques Philippe, was not greatly affected, and he was further promoted to Marshal of France in the era of Louis XVI.

But in today's world, the Duke of Choiseul is still the Minister of War who is so popular that even the king is afraid of him.

"In other words, am I the biggest variable..."

Lawrence jotted down some thoughts on the paper and muttered to himself in a deep voice:

"Choiseul wooed me to take advantage of my relationship with the Crown Prince. His Majesty the King hopes that I will completely side with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... Choose one of the two sides."

As for Lawrence, he had no more time to vacillate. Since Justice Maupe had made it clear yesterday that he needed to make his own decision, this also implies that Louis XV needed Lawrence to reveal his position today.

"There is not much time to waste. We must first stabilize the attitude of the royal family."

Lawrence thought for a moment and put the quill back into the ink bottle:

"But...the Duke cannot directly establish himself as a mortal enemy. He has to do some maneuvering. As for the specific means..."

Boom, boom!

Two crisp knocks on the door temporarily interrupted Lawrence's thinking. The old housekeeper of the mansion pushed open the door and handed over a beautiful gilded envelope:

"Excuse me, Your Excellency, this is an invitation letter from the Bishop's Palace."

"The Bishop's Palace? The Duke of Orleans..."

Lawrence took the letter, opened the seal with a letter opener, took out the letter paper inside and glanced at it.

The handwriting on the letter was printed, and only the signature at the end was signed by the Duke of Orleans. The content was as usual, an invitation to Lawrence to go to Versailles three days later to attend a routine royal meeting.

Due to his illness, the Duke of Orleans, the regent, presides over these regularly held royal meetings today.

As for the previous regular meetings, Lawrence naturally did not attend them because he was at the Paris Military Academy.

"The imperial meeting in three days..." Lawrence stared at the letter and silently calculated:

"Chiseul should not have rushed back to Paris by then. If you want to take action, it would be best to take advantage of the time when Choiseul is not in Paris."

After a very short thought, Lawrence nodded and made a decision, then ordered:

"Reply to the Bishop's Palace and say that I will attend this royal meeting as scheduled."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

The old butler nodded in agreement and was about to turn around and leave when Lawrence suddenly added after hesitating for a moment:

"By the way, Charles Gravier, Count of Vergenin, he should be in Paris now, right?"

Information collection was originally the responsibility of the old butler, and Count Vergenin was not an unknown figure in the political world. After recalling it for a while, the old butler replied fluently:

"I think so. Count Vergenin was recalled from Turkey by the Duke of Choiseul a few years ago. He should now be officially in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and is in a state of unemployment."

Lawrence nodded, stood up and ordered:

"I would like to extend an invitation to Count Vergenin now. I hope to dine with him tonight."

...

At about seven o'clock in the evening, in front of No. 10 Champs Elysées.

A two-horse carriage painted with the coat of arms of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs stopped here. The door opened, and a middle-aged man in his early fifties stepped out of the carriage and looked at the mansion in front of him with a solemn face, serious and nervous.

He had obviously dressed up carefully for tonight's invitation, with a decent baroque gown, a wig sprinkled with silver powder, and a decorative three-cornered hat tucked under his arm.

It's just that his dressing style is really not in line with the current fashion in France. If it were thirty years ago, this meticulous dress style might have won the praise and appreciation of the gentlemen and ladies at the banquet.

Of course, this cannot entirely be blamed on Charles Gravier, Count of Vergenin.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As a fifty-four-year-old diplomat, he has spent more than thirty years of his life abroad. This time he returned to France

It's only been a few months, so it's no wonder he doesn't know much about local fashion.

Count Vergenin took a deep breath, adjusted the scarf on his chest, and walked forward and knocked on the door of the mansion with an uneasy feeling.

A moment later, under the personal guidance of the old housekeeper of the mansion, Count Vergenin met the famous Laurence Bonaparte in the drawing room.

Although he had heard about Monsignor Bonaparte's youth before, Count Vergenin was still taken aback. He was stunned for a moment before he quickly stepped forward and saluted:

"You are Prime Minister Bonaparte, a name I have admired for a long time."

Lawrence stepped forward with a smile and held the opponent's right hand tightly:

"Then you are Lord Gravier. I have also admired you for a long time."

Lawrence looked at the Count of Vergenin with great interest, not only because he was the foreign minister specially appointed by Louis XV in the shadow cabinet, but also because Monsignor Gravier was quite famous in history.

Born into a diplomatic family, he served as an assistant to the ambassador to Portugal when he was only 20 years old, beginning a career as a diplomat that lasted more than 30 years.

Subsequently, he successively served as Ambassador to Trier, Special Envoy to the King of England, Ambassador to Sweden, and as Plenipotentiary Ambassador to the Ottoman Empire before being transferred back to his homeland. Count Vergenin can be said to be an experienced and extremely experienced person.

A seasoned diplomat.

In terms of personal ability alone, it is completely blameless for Louis XV to designate him as Louis XVI's foreign minister.

In history, Count Vergenin's most famous policy is probably his firm leadership in France's full assistance to the American War of Independence.

The reason why Louis XVI was willing to sell everything to aid the United States was largely due to the support of Count Vergenin. After all, this foreign minister could be said to be Louis XVI's most trusted minister.

When Count Vergenin passed away, Louis XVI cried bitterly for him, saying that he was "a friend I can rely on, a minister who never deceived me."

However, regardless of Count Vergenin's historical policy controversies, judging from his current personal abilities, he is indeed a rare diplomatic talent.

Hearing Lawrence's compliment, Count Vergenin forced a smile and waved his hands bitterly:

"I cannot bear the admiration of Monsignor Bonaparte at all. I am just an idle count now."

At the end of last year, Count Vergenin, who was serving as the plenipotentiary ambassador to the Ottoman Empire, was transferred back to France from Constantinople, where he had been operating for many years, by an order from the Duke of Choiseul, awaiting orders that would be issued at an unknown date.

One step of deployment.

As for the reason, Duke Choiseul hopes to further provoke the Russo-Turkish War between the Ottomans and Russia, rekindling the gradually extinguished war between the two countries, thereby trapping the Russians in Crimea and making them

There is no time to look westward towards Poland.

The Duke of Choiseul did not trust the Count of Vergenex and believed that he was not capable of taking on this important task, so he easily instigated his cousin, the Foreign Minister Caesar Gabriel, to transfer the Count of Vergenex back to Paris.

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This was undoubtedly a major blow to Count Vergenin, who had been operating a diplomatic network in the Ottoman Empire for sixteen years.

As a diplomat who became an assistant to the ambassador at the age of twenty, Count Vergenin has been living abroad all year round and is almost helpless in his home country. This time he returned to Paris at the age of fifty-four, which is even more remarkable.

He is completely unaccompanied and has no power of his own.

In fact, when Count Vergenin was promoted to Foreign Minister in 1774, many people used this to attack him and ridiculed him as a complete "foreigner"

Of course, perhaps this is the reason why Louis XV took a fancy to Count Vergenin - a minister who was already powerless but capable was undoubtedly the best candidate to assist the young king.

And this is the same for Lawrence. Count Vergenin, who is helpless in his own country, is an excellent target to win over and control.

"Perhaps you returned to Paris to take on greater responsibilities."

Lawrence smiled and comforted, and stretched out his hand to motion for Count Vergenin to sit down.

Count Vergenin could only nod his head with a wry smile, sat down next to Lawrence with some restraint, and asked proactively:

"Then why did you invite me here this time...?"

This meeting took place in the evening, but Lawrence's invitation was not delivered to Count Vergenin's home until noon. Therefore, Count Vergenin knew very well that if there was nothing important, Monsignor Bonaparte would definitely not

So urgent to meet myself.

Lawrence took a sip of champagne slowly and asked with a smile:

"Didn't you receive any news?"

"News..." Count Vergenin frowned slightly, licked his lips, and said hesitantly:

"I did receive news from the Palace of Justice last night. They told me that they wanted me to serve as the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Kingdom of Corsica. I thought they were asking me to..."
To be continued...