After Felix Gaudin and his gang were brutally killed by soldiers of the 2nd Brigade, a group of guys wearing well-tailored light blue military uniforms and wearing a hidden sword medal entered the living room.
The noncommissioned officer in charge of commanding this army subconsciously took half a step back. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at the expressionless guys in front of him.
Although he didn't know the origins of this group of guys, judging from their military uniforms and ranks, they should also be members of the army. The person leading this team had the same rank as their captain and company commander.
The captain who led the team slowly walked up to the dead Felix Gaudin with a straight face. His brown military boots were stained with blood. He leaned over and squatted down to turn Felix Gaudin, who was facing the ground and turning his back to the sky.
The corpse turned over, and Felix Gaudin, whose forehead was bruised by musket bullets, came into the eyes of the captain. He looked at the captain with a horrified expression, as if he was unwilling to believe that he had died at the moment before he died.
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After checking the identity of Felix Gaudin, the captain turned his head and nodded to the team members behind him. The team members said understandingly: "Felix Gaudin and his followers are confirmed to be dead!"
Then the captain stood up and took out his handkerchief and wiped his palms with disgust in his eyes.
At this time, the company commander in charge of commanding the team approached the captain and asked cautiously: "Who are you?"
"The Special Operations Bureau of the Police Office directly under the President's jurisdiction!" the captain said, still showing a face that was distant from others.
"Police office? Bureau of Special Operations?" As a junior officer in Paris, the company commander did not know what the Bureau of Special Operations was, but he did know what "direct reporting to the President" meant.
The great president is the person who will become the emperor in the future!
As a team directly under the President, they are not equivalent to the Emperor's Guards Division.
Thinking of this, the company commander's eyes became fiery, and he began to consciously build a relationship with this so-called Guards Division.
How did the company commander know that the Special Operations Bureau of the Presidential Police Office was not a Guards division, but a counterintelligence organization affiliated with the police office, and the spies they wanted to counter were some in the military who wanted to rebel against the President?
people.
The captain smiled and looked at the company commander, wondering if the company commander would be as enthusiastic as he is now after knowing his true identity.
"We are going to the next location! I will leave the counting of the loot to you. You should know the rules in the army!" the captain said to the company commander.
The so-called rules refer to the fact that after collecting the loot, part of it will be kept for oneself, and the other part will be used for distribution after returning to the public.
Since the tasks received by each unit are different, the oil and water harvested are also different. To prevent the soldiers who have harvested less from being dissatisfied, certain distribution must be carried out.
"I know! I know!" The company commander smiled and nodded, then gave a hint to the soldiers beside him.
Upon seeing this, the soldier hurriedly ran to the dead Felix Gaudin, groped back and forth on Felix Gaudin's body, and finally found a pocket watch with a pure gold shell from Felix Gaudin's body.
The soldier handed the pocket watch to the company commander. The company commander borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, put the pocket watch in the captain's hand, and said solemnly: "You must also pay attention to rest after work!"
After hesitating for a moment, the captain put the watch into his pocket.
The short-handed captain also gave a final warning: "Collect the corpses so that the president can make great use of them."
"Yes!" The company commander did not dare to guess what the president wanted to do. He quickly executed the order and collected the corpses together.
The captain nodded with satisfaction and led the team to the next location.
After the captain left, the company commander ordered two soldiers to guard the gate and sent dozens of soldiers to search for loot at Felix Gaudin's house.
This phenomenon is common in the Temple and Saint-Martin districts. The gunshots disappeared from the Temple and Saint-Martin districts after 3 o'clock, and at the same time they rang out in the Saint-Denis and Montemar districts.
Residents living in Paris did not sleep well all night, and they also did not dare to go out to find out what was going on. After all, the riots in June last year had taught a group of restless people a "profound" lesson.
Of course, there was still a group of "not afraid of death" MPs who rushed out of their homes and united together to come to the Elysee Palace.
Lawmakers were convinced that no one but the president could mobilize the military.
Faced with the "menacing" congressmen, Pesini from the Elysee Palace went out to greet them personally.
Before the members could ask questions, Pesini went online and said: "Members of Congress, the president is waiting for you in the living room!"
This made the congressmen feel a little aggrieved, as if they had punched cotton with a well-prepared punch.
Under the leadership of Pesini, the congressmen came to the splendid living room, where he saw President Jérôme Bonaparte.
At this time, Jerome Bonaparte was standing by the window lattice with his back to the MPs. He did not turn around, but pointed at Paris outside the window and said affectionately: "Members of Parliament, for you, Paris is just
The capital?”
Jérôme Bonaparte's words overwhelmed the MPs present because they did not understand what Jérôme Bonaparte meant.
Jérôme Bonaparte did not wait for the response of the MPs, but replied to himself: "For me, Paris is not only the capital, it is the heart of the republic!"
Later, Jerome Bonaparte raised his voice and said sternly: "Paris used to be a beautiful and fertile heart under Fouche's iron-fisted management, but now! What I see is a heart full of rotten flesh.
The heart is exuding a disgusting smell! This heart is almost broken and dead!"
Jérôme Bonaparte's stormy words made the MPs present dare not respond for a moment. It's not that they didn't know the other side of Paris, but they chose to ignore it because of interest or other issues.
"Your Excellency, we..." one of the congressmen opened his mouth to retort.
Jérôme Bonaparte turned around and pointed at the MP: "Come here!"
The congressman hurriedly came to Jérôme Bonaparte. Jérôme Bonaparte pointed to the darkness outside the window and said, "Tell me, what did you see?"
The congressman looked out the window and said quickly: "Your Excellency, darkness?"
"That's right!" Jérôme Bonaparte smiled happily, and he said to the MPs present: "Darkness! The nights in Paris are shrouded in darkness, stolen by bed bugs lurking in the dark corners of Paris!
Now I want to crush these bugs, bastards, and sons of bitches... Who of you agrees with it! Who opposes it!"
Jérôme Bonaparte said murderously, ready to kill you if there is no agreement.
Although the congressmen present knew that it was absolutely impossible for the president to kill them openly, what if... what if the president went crazy?
No one dares to bet with their own life!
Furthermore, the president has made it clear that his purpose in mobilizing the military is to rid Paris of the dark side.
Such an absolute may seem to affect the interests of some people, but on the whole, properly cleaning up a batch of rotten meat is conducive to the recycling of Paris.
None of the congressmen present spoke at the moment, and a smile appeared on Jerome Bonaparte's face again: "Since no one objects, does it mean that you all agree to this action?"
The MPs also remained silent. They became neutral, neither opposing nor agreeing.
"In that case, please leave!" Jérôme Bonaparte waved his hand and issued an eviction order. "I have to prepare a speech for tomorrow!"
"Speech?" The congressman looked at Jérôme Bonaparte doubtfully.
"If you make such a big fuss, of course you have to explain it to the citizens of Paris!" Jerome Bonaparte spread his hands and showed an innocent expression.
Bypassing Parliament and explaining the situation directly to the people of Paris was also the most important step for Jérôme Bonaparte.
Through this method, he can not only gain the support of the people of Paris and stabilize the price of the Paris Stock Exchange, so that the rentier class does not have to worry about the decline of bonds caused by financial turmoil, but also establish the prestige of "iron blood" in Paris.
The citizens of Paris compared the weakness of the Legislative Assembly with the toughness of the President, thus creating the idea that "only the President will think about them", which made it easier for Jérôme Bonaparte to banish the Legislative Assembly.
Of course, none of the parliamentarians, including Victor Hugo, were aware of Jerome Bonaparte's "wolfish ambition" to continuously weaken the Legislative Assembly.
They only saw the first level of Jérôme Bonaparte's campaign to eradicate crime and evil. Jérôme Bonaparte was actually in the stratosphere.
Under Jérôme Bonaparte's coercive attitude, the congressmen who came to the Elysée Palace could only leave in despair.
No one publicly said that what the president did was wrong. They only complained in their hearts that the president was too radical.
December 16, early morning.
There were several soldiers with guns standing on every street in the Saint-Denis and Montmartre areas. People looked at these soldiers with fear.
At the same time, a notice titled "1849 Special Action to Combat Gangsters and Evil in Paris" was posted on every street in the Saint-Denis and Montmartre districts. The article exposed a series of tragedies committed by the Paris underworld.
He also called on all Parisians to actively expose and report evil forces.
Of course, this letter to the citizens of Paris also included some private goods at the end, which pointed the protective umbrella of the Paris underworld to the Rothschild family.
[Thiers: Damn it, the biggest evil force is the Elysee Palace! Clean the Elysee Palace first! 】
People stood in front of the notice and talked a lot. Some were positive about Jérôme Bonaparte's actions to eliminate organized crime, while others expressed pessimistically that the evil forces in Paris would never be wiped out.
Generally speaking, after reading the notice posted by Jerome Bonaparte, the attitude of the Paris people towards Jerome Bonaparte changed from the complaint the night before to respect.
One is the president who solved the Paris problem with iron and blood, and the other is the weak legislative assembly.
It is self-evident which one is enough to make the people of Paris feel more at ease.
At this time, Achille Fuld also sent good news: "Your Majesty, the bonds on the Paris Exchange have become stable!"
