An Ning followed Crotz and entered a typical rococo style foyer.
This style was developed in the Louis XV era and is currently the latest popular style.
Considering when the Palais Royal was built, the owner of the palace must have put a lot of effort into renovating the palace to keep it fashionable.
As soon as he entered the palace, a short and fat noble came down from the second floor. As he walked, he said to the people around him: "That Austrian girl, the news of the tragic defeat on the front line can't stop him from holding a palace banquet. I must have the latest pamphlet."
Fiercely criticize her for her extravagance!"
An Ning raised her eyebrows, thinking that "that Austrian girl" probably refers to Marie Antoinette, Queen of Louis XVI.
Crotz took a step forward and stretched out his hands to the pudgy nobleman who came downstairs: "Hello, Count Mirabeau! Long time no see!"
An Ning couldn't help but take a closer look at this pudgy nobleman - this was actually Mirabeau, the later famous politician and the leader of the constitutional monarchy after Lafayette lost power!
Mirabeau was stunned for a moment and stared at Crotz for several seconds before he suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out to be you, Miss Tolestel... Oh no, Mr. Tolestell, Your Excellency the Marquis, I heard
Have you gone to the front line?"
"Yes, I just came back from the front line."
"Is it bad?"
"Too bad, I only saved my life thanks to Mr. Andy Frost." Crotz turned around and smiled at An Ning.
Mirabeau glanced at An Ning and seemed to tilt his head while recalling something. He was probably thinking about which noble family An Ning was a descendant of.
An Ning stepped forward and introduced herself: "I am Andy Frost, the son of a cobbler."
Mirabeau exclaimed: "The cobbler's son!"
He lowered his head and glanced at An Ning's trousers and stockings - only nobles would wear trousers and stockings, and the cobbler's son obviously would not wear them like this.
Just as An Ning was about to explain, Crotz added: "Andy can speak German. It was only thanks to him that we escaped from the battlefield."
Mirabeau raised his eyebrows: "German? Can a cobbler's son speak German?"
An Ning: "Well, there are a lot of German-speaking people living there, so I also learned a little bit in Sunday school."
At this time, the man behind Mirabeau took a step forward: "Maybe his hometown is closer to Alsace and Lorraine, and there are many people speaking German there. Hello, I am Antoine Lavoisier, I am the Duke
friends."
An Ning was so excited that he suddenly felt like he had entered history. At this moment, he met two famous figures in history!
Lavoisier, the father of modern chemistry!
I remember that Lavoisier was guillotined during the Revolution, and I wondered if I could interfere a little with his fate!
An Ning held Lavoisier's outstretched hand: "Hello, Mr. Lavoisier, I've heard of you. You discovered oxygen!"
Lavoisier looked surprised: "Really? I thought my scientific discoveries were only popular as conversation topics in Paris salons."
An Ning: "Why are you here..."
"Because His Excellency the Duke of Orleans is also my patron, Count Mirabeau and I have received considerable sponsorship from the Duke. But I don't come to the Duke as often as Mirabeau does."
Crotz: "Mr. Lavoisier occasionally gives us lectures and conducts some interesting experiments."
"Only occasionally."
While he was talking, a middle-aged nobleman in costume appeared at the top of the stairs: "Let me see who is back?"
As soon as Crotz raised his head, he immediately opened his arms and ran upstairs: "Dad! I'm back!"
An Ning looked up at the scene of father and daughter embracing on the stairs, and carefully observed the Duke of Orleans.
Torestaire, Duke of Orleans, was a stout man, wearing a long red coat, with a green riding jacket vaguely exposed under the coat.
Compared with the Duke, Crotz was a whole circle smaller. The Duke hugged him like a dove returning home.
"My dear Christina, you are finally back!" The Duke may not have noticed the presence of An Ning, an outsider, and directly called Crotz's real name.
Crotz-Christina immediately frowned: "Dad! My comrades are still here!"
An Ning took a step forward: "Well, I have already discovered your identity, Crotz. After all, you never need to shave."
Christina turned back and glared at An Ning, her face turned red: "You actually discovered it a long time ago! I'm still trying hard to keep this secret!"
The Duke laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Didn't you listen to what this gentleman said? If you want to protect this secret, you have to grow a beard."
Christina curled her lips, and then said seriously: "Dad! I won meritorious service on the battlefield, and General Carnegie said he would apply for me a Legion of Honor medal! Now I can go to the military school in Brienne.
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An Ning thought to herself, this is indeed what happened. This guy disguised himself as a man and went to the battlefield just to get his father to agree to go to the military academy.
Wait, the military school in Brienne... This school sounds familiar. It seems to be the military school Napoleon attended?
It is now 1780, and Napoleon is only 11 years old. In theory, he should be about to enter the military school in Brienne...
Of course, there are some changes in the details of this time and space. For example, the Seven Years' War is only being fought now, and Frederick the Great can still lead the war in person.
Maybe Napoleon's age will also change.
The Duke looked embarrassed: "Well... Christina, going to military school is very troublesome. You will be mixed up with the daughters of poor nobles. All of them go there because their families cannot afford dowries..."
Christina interrupted her father: "What the hell! I don't care about this, I want to be a female general, I don't want to get married!"
His Excellency the Duke sighed: "Okay, okay! If I don't agree, you might have to disguise yourself as a man and join the army. Okay, I promise you. I will send you there when the military academy in Briena recruits students this year."
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An Ning was a little surprised that a nobleman in this time and space could so easily agree to his daughter joining the army.
Even if it is because of the history of Joan of Arc...it seems that in this time and space, at least in France, the status of women is much higher than in another original time and space.
At this time the Duke turned to An Ning: "You are Andy Frost, right? The son of a cobbler?"
An Ning nodded: "Yes, it's me, Your Excellency the Duke."
The Duke adopted a businesslike tone: "Thank you very much for putting my daughter out of danger. If you want to open a leather goods store in Paris, I can provide you with a free store and house."
When the Duke spoke like this, the mission target that had been lit on the right side of An Ning's vision suddenly changed.
[The task of escorting the heirs of Torestaire is completed, and the favorability of Louis de Philippe Torestaire, Duke of Orleans, is increased to friendly. You will receive a bonus of 550 crowns in total! You can withdraw it at any bank! ]
An Ning was overjoyed, 550 crowns! This is a lot of money! And the Duke also promised to give the house to open a shop for himself!
An Ning, who comes from the 21st century, couldn't hold it in as soon as he heard that the house was given away for free, because he had been looking at the house for free in his previous life. But at this time, a new idea lingered in An Ning's mind...
At this time, Christina suddenly said: "Dad, can I hire Andy to be my attendant?"
The Duke of Orleans shook his head and said to his daughter: "No, no, our family has a team of professionally trained attendants..."
At this time, An Ning said loudly: "Your Excellency, after this war, I found that I have some talent in this area, so I want to enter the military academy in Brienne to continue my studies in the future."
That's right, I'm going to the military academy and hug Napoleon's lap!