In fact, in terms of latitude alone, Paris is a little northerly than Harbin. However, due to the influence of the Atlantic warm current, the winter here is quite mild. Even when it is already at the end of November, the sunshine in Paris is still warm.

Joseph walked forward along the street full of dead leaves, and a short figure followed him.

"Ah, Napoleon, your idea is very good. But I don't think your actions will have any effect, and it is even likely that this practice will only cause others to be disgusted with you." Joseph shook his head gently while walking, "Napoleon, do you know what I admire most? I admire your courage the most. Do whatever you see, do it bravely. You firmly believe that you can overcome all difficulties and nothing can stop you. You will never let "I dare" follow "I want". This is a very good quality. Many heroes in history have such quality that they can overcome all difficulties, achieve great achievements, and become immortal legends.

However, you should remember that confidence and pride are only a line between them. Many times, when you are doing things, you should think more. First, figure out where your goals are and what is really beneficial to you; then think about where your strength lies and what things are temporarily unattainable and cannot be forced to do.

I never worry that you will lose your courage if you think too much, but I always worry that you will suffer losses because you overestimate yourself and underestimate others. For example, this time, you tell me, what is the purpose of taking such actions?"

When Napoleon heard this, he smiled proudly:

"My stupid brother, do you really think I'm worried that the French military academy will teach all the French nobles to be a four-body piggy-like trick? No, no, these French noble officers are stupid. Is it a bad thing? If they are all as smart and brave as me, then our career will have no future at all."

"Then why are you doing this?" Joseph blurted out, even forgot to condemn Napoleon for his courage to infringe on his patent rights.

"My stupid brother, is your poor intelligence really not enough? I can't even figure out such a simple thing?" Napoleon quickly seized this rare opportunity and returned the things he had obtained from Joseph before.

Joseph stopped and turned his face to stare at Napoleon. Napoleon raised his face proudly and looked at Joseph.

"Hahahaha..." Joseph suddenly burst into laughter, "My stupid brother, can you want to use this method to graduate early?"

"What?" The smug smile on Napoleon's face suddenly froze. "Why do you think so?"

In his previous life, Joseph watched a movie about Napoleon, which briefly mentioned that the maverick Napoleon had only studied in the Paris Officers' School for one year and graduated early due to his outstanding grades. When he watched it, Joseph did not think much about it, but now if he thinks about it carefully, Napoleon's current temper and his obvious hostility towards the French nobles, this early graduation is probably not a reward, but I am afraid it is...

"Your accusations against them are bad, but wherever you put them, at least in theory, are completely correct. It is as true as saying to a Catholic priest, 'You should be pious and chaste', so your accusations against them will offend them, but they cannot punish you with this reason.

Then, your grades in each subject will basically not make them find fault. Well, you must think so, and then these guys will hate you very much and want to get rid of you as soon as possible, but they cannot get rid of you by punishment. The best way is to say that you have outstanding grades and can graduate early. After all, as far as I know, there is such a precedent in the Paris Military Academy. Well, my stupid brother, do you think so?"

"Hell!" said Napoleon. "Although I really want to deny it, you guy... you guy is not too stupid."

Joseph knew that although Napoleon was stubborn, he must have been very shocked, so he couldn't help but feel proud and almost said: "You monkey head, you want to jump out of the palm of the Buddha's hand?" But thinking about whether there is a well-known translation version of "Journey to the West" now. Napoleon didn't know this allusion, so he swallowed this sentence into his stomach and sighed with a little lack of desire.

"How is my approach? How high do you think the chance of success is?" Although Napoleon was a little disappointed by his brother's discovery, he had long been used to it, so his emotions were not hit too much. He asked this now.

"It depends on yourself, Napoleon. If you want to fulfill your plan, you must not find any problems in your studies for those who hate you." Joseph said, "As far as I know, most of the students in the Paris Officers School are children of nobles..."

"Not most, but almost all." Napoleon corrected.

"Most of them do live a luxury, as you said, indulge in pleasure, spending their precious time on drinking, bragging, enjoying food, showing off their carriage, servants, and mistresses. Although your intelligence is not particularly outstanding, it is easy for you to defeat such a guy in your studies.

Because alcohol and beauty have long destroyed their originally small intelligence, their intelligence level is not necessarily much stronger than red-haired gorillas. It is natural to defeat these red-haired gorillas. However, the nobles are not all such red-haired gorillas. After all, the Paris Officers School is so big, it is still possible that one or two very outstanding guys can appear here. So don't take it too lightly."

"I must know this. And I learn to improve myself as much as possible, not to overwhelm anyone. So, no matter where I am, I will not relax myself." Napoleon replied.

Joseph believed very much in this regard. In terms of "love to learn", Napoleon could indeed be considered a role model. In his life, whether he was leading a large army, crossing the snow-capped Alps, or imprisoned on St. Helena, he would study without hesitation whenever he had time.

"So, I think you have a great chance of graduating early. But after graduation, your allocation may not be too good." Joseph said.

"Corsicians like us, even if I serve as young followers and jesters every day, can they have a good destination? Besides, our future is in Corsica, not in France." Napoleon replied indifferently.

Hearing this answer, Joseph almost laughed out loud, because he knew that during the French Revolution, Napoleon had a falling out with his idol, Pauli, at this time because of his opposition to Corsica's independence, and finally even developed to the point of fighting.

"It's just that Corsica is too small." Joseph sighed.

"You're right," said Napoleon. "This is indeed a serious problem. Even if we can all fight ten, it will be difficult to defeat France by our own strength alone. However, France has serious internal problems now, and we may be able to get support from other countries in the future."

"Just like Mr. Pauly is in England now?" Joseph said.

"Yes. But I don't think Britain is reliable," said Napoleon. "It is okay for the British to betray others more than once, and it is okay for them to make trouble for France, and let them bleed for Corsica? They are probably more willing to let Corsica bleed for them. They pay at most some money. In the Seven Years War, Britain helped Prussia in this way. But Corsica was too small, how much blood could it bleed? But because of the difficulties, I was full of fighting spirit."

"My brother, when you say this, you look like a character from Virgil or Homer," said Joseph.

"Ah, my brother, this is the most beautiful sentence I have ever heard from you." Napoleon said happily, "You are right. I am not the weak mediocre people of this era, I am the hero of Homer's era."

"Ah, my stupid brother. Remember, a person's ability is like the numerator of fractions, and his evaluation of himself is the denominator of fractions. The larger the denominator, the smaller the fraction value." Joseph couldn't help laughing again.

"Hmph!" Napoleon didn't care about Joseph's habitual sarcasm, he had long been used to it.

"Well, by the way, Joseph, you're about to graduate soon. What are your plans for the future?" asked Napoleon.

"Me? I might return to Corsica first and become a priest," Joseph replied.

"You are lying," said Napoleon. "Your eyes tell me that your mind has long been wild, and you have long felt that Corsica is too small for you. And I don't think you are optimistic about the future of the church."

"Okay, then." Joseph sighed. It was also a problem for his younger brother to be too smart. "I plan to leave Paris for the time being, and hide in Corsica, and stare at Paris with wide eyes, waiting for the accident to happen."

"What are you referring to?" said Napoleon.

"Of course it was the reenactment of the British story in France." Joseph said.

"The story of Britain?" said Napoleon, "What story are you talking about?"

"Of course it's the story of the Duke of the National Protector Cromwell," said Joseph. "Have you seen the things disclosed about the royal income and expenditure that have been recently?"

"No." said Napoleon, "I don't have much contact with my classmates, and I don't go out very much."
Chapter completed!