Since Princess Mathilde ordered the Bonapartists to stop all activities in the near future at the mansion on Rue de Couselle, all the Bonapartists in Paris have stopped their actions. They are like poisonous snakes lurking in the dark, waiting for the two of them.
Two giants [the proletariat and the bourgeoisie] decide the winner.
After the two giants decide the winner, the Bonapartists will move out again to seize the fruits of the victor's side. By that time, a weak Paris will not be able to stop the Bonapartists' victory.
During the period when the Bonapartists were lurking, Princess Mathilde, as the temporary leader of the Bonapartists, was also not idle. She asked her father, Prince Jérôme, and Rouet to keep an eye on the movements of the Parliament, and at the same time, she
Under the guise of literature, we invited Victor Hugo, Sainte-Beuve, Balzac, Alexandre Dumas, Mérimée, Ms. George Sand and other influential and prestigious writers, and learned more from their mouths
News about Cavaignac also helped her brother Jérôme Bonaparte establish a good image in the literary world.
Due to the good image that the Bonapartists have established for themselves in recent times and the beauty of Princess Mathilde, the Parisian literati who were invited did not refuse Princess Mathilde's invitation. They were invited to attend the ceremony held by Princess Mathilde.
The Literary Salon was held in Saint-Gratien on the shores of Lake Enghien. This was Princess Mathilde's second residence in Paris, and it was also a common place for her to hold salons.
At 7 pm on June 27, the sun set, and the deep sky was dotted with stars.
Under the guidance of the stars and moonlight, a dark black carriage slowly and leisurely came to a stop at Mathilde's mansion.
Opening the door, a lady wearing a white court dress and holding a fan made of ivory got out of the car.
When she walked to the door of the mansion, the door of the mansion slowly opened, and Princess Mathilde, who was also dressed in a blue dress and had a string of pearls hanging around her neck, appeared in front of the lady.
The lady looked at Princess Mathilde in front of her in astonishment, and then asked with a smile: "I'm not late, am I?"
"Ms. George Sand, you are the first to come!" Princess Mathilde enthusiastically took George Sand's arm and led him through the door.
The two of them were walking and chatting like a pair of good sisters who had not seen each other for a long time. The originally quiet mansion suddenly became lively. If you listen carefully, you can hear bursts of laughter coming from the second floor from outside the mansion.
Time passed by in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye it was already the agreed 8 o'clock.
During this hour, Sainte-Beuve, Balzac, Alexandre Dumas and others arrived at the mansion one after another. The only one absent was Victor Hugo.
Seeing that Victor Hugo had exceeded the agreed deadline, Mérimée, as Hugo's "good friend", decided to stand up and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Okay! Guys, we can start! Only God knows, rain
How long does it take for that procrastinating guy to come! Maybe he is reciting his masterpiece in some lady’s mansion right now!”
Everyone in the salon smiled, and they turned their attention to Mathilde, the organizer of the salon.
Mathilde, who was sitting with George Sand at this time, glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, stood up and nodded.
The literary salon officially begins.
Saint-Beuve first opened with a sharp comment on what had recently appeared in Paris newspapers, causing everyone present to rush to participate, and even Mathilde couldn't help but participate.
Although she was the organizer of this salon, her literary level and attainments were obviously far inferior to those of the literati present, so she made some inappropriate jokes during the review process.
However, everyone present knew Mathilde's level, and they did not embarrass Mathilde.
Even Sainte-Beuve, known as the "venomous snake" among critics in Paris, smiled slightly. The beautiful lady's small mistakes will always be forgiven.
In the salon, Saint-Beuve made a lot of complaints about Balzac's word count problem, saying that "I wish I could put a punctuation mark on every word." Balzac just smiled slightly, and of course Saint-Beuve finished complaining about Balzac.
After Zac "got into money", he praised Balzac highly.
[ps: Some well-known literati in Paris charge by the line for manuscripts.]
The whole of France, and even the whole of Europe, did not think of Balzac's human type code machine. It can be said that the newspaper really loved and hated Balzac.
What I love is his talent, but what I hate is his style of writing that starts with a new line after just a few words.
The atmosphere in the salon became more and more climax as time went by.
Just when the atmosphere was about to reach its climax, the servant guarding the gate informed Princess Mathilde of the arrival of "Victor Hugo".
"Gentlemen and ladies, our protagonist is coming!" Mathilde said, gently pressing the air with her hand.
Everyone turned their attention to the door of the living room. Victor Hugo opened the door and slowly came in.
Merieme, the bad friend, was the first to applaud, and the rest of the group also cheered and applauded together.
Victor Hugo, whose face was full of exhaustion, heard continuous applause before he could apologize. He looked at everyone present in confusion.
"My protagonist has appeared!" Mérimée said to Victor Hugo in a funny accent.
"Mérimée, you..." Victor Hugo looked helplessly at his old friend who was making noises in front of him. He slowly walked to Balzac and sat down.
"Hugo, you look very tired! What happened?" Balzac looked at Hugo beside him and asked curiously.
"Alas!" Victor Hugo sighed. He first expressed his apology for being unable to keep time, and at the same time explained his reasons to everyone.
It turned out that since the National Assembly issued an order to suspend the ruling committee and appoint Cavaignac as dictator, in order to prevent the Paris soldiers and workers from overreacting, Lamartine took his romantic friend Victor Hugo to the suburbs of Paris and attempted to
Convince those workers to lay down their weapons.
It is impossible to succeed against the government with their crude weapons.
"Did you succeed?" Mathilde asked.
"No... those workers obviously won't listen to us. He regards us as government lackeys! Lamartine and I were kicked out!" Victor Hugo shook his head and said in despair.
"Oh God! It seems that a massacre is inevitable?" George Sand covered his slightly opened lips with a fan.
"I'm afraid so! We might be lucky enough to witness a massacre! Half of the Republic killing the other half of the Republic!"