Chapter 225 General Frost acted vigorously and resolutely
Morrow: "You follow me! There are volunteers from all over the place living on our road. He is probably responsible for registering the entire road. If you follow me, you will definitely find him!"
So An Ning waved his hand: "Bring the horse over here. It just so happens that I am sending the Minister of War back to Paris. We just want to go together to see who this person is. How dare he enrich himself at such a juncture!"
Immediately, Julian came over with the horse. An Ning got on the horse, turned to confirm that all the entourage were on the horse, then turned to urge the newly discovered Moreau: "Let's go!"
So the group returned to Paris in a grand manner.
When approaching Moreau's station, he pointed at a clerk in front of a house who was arrogantly teaching the volunteers and said: "That's him! He asked me for a bribe, otherwise he won't give me an officer!"
An Ning carefully looked at the guy Moreau pointed at and couldn't help but frown.
That guy impressed An Ning very much like the landlord's top thug in the art animations he watched before liberation when he was a kid.
Yes, he is the kind of character who makes people angry just by looking at him and wants to give him a slap in the face. When An Ning was a child, he thought these people were more hateful than landlords and wealthy people.
So An Ning drove his horse forward without saying a word and asked sternly: "What are you doing!"
The commissioner of the Department of War was startled, and the wig on his head almost slipped to the ground. He turned his head angrily and roared: "You scared me! If my wig fell to the ground, you stinky soldier can't help you."
Get up? This is a very expensive wig!"
An Ning was shocked. What the hell, this guy didn't recognize himself?
An Ning: "Keep your dog eyes wide open and see clearly who I am, grandpa!"
The commissioner pushed up his glasses: "Who are you... How do I know who you are? There are so many generals in Paris now! Let me tell you, I am a subordinate of the Minister of War, and the Minister is the popular man in front of General Frost.
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An Ning turned to look at Lazar Cano: "Really?"
Lazar Cano: "In terms of red, Bonaparte and Lazarus are more popular. I just followed the general for a little longer."
At this time, the arrogant commissioner realized that something was wrong. He pushed up his glasses again, stared at Lazar Cano for a few seconds, and was shocked: "Your Excellency Minister! Why are you here?
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Lazar Cano: "Are you just surprised by this? Guess who is next to me?"
An Ning: "I am Major General Frost, commander of the Paris security of the French Republic!"
Berthier, who didn't know when he caught up, coughed: "According to the latest resolution of the Parliament, the title of major general has been abolished, and now all are called division generals."
An Ning frowned: "What the hell? Division-level general, the troops under my command must definitely exceed one division!"
Berthier shrugged: "I won't do it. Anyway, there is no mention of military-level generals in the parliamentary resolution given to me. It seems that this is to highlight the spirit of equality..."
An Ning cursed angrily: "What nonsense is this! The purpose of distinguishing the relationship between superiors and subordinates in the army is to ensure the smooth flow of the chain of command. I am also a division-level general, and Rana is also a division-level general. Who of us will command whom? It will only add chaos!"
An Ning thought for a while and said to Berthier: "When you draft an order, just say that for the smooth flow of the chain of command, no matter what nonsense resolutions the parliament makes, we will still maintain the original title of military rank. Now I am a major general."
Berthier nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I will give the order right now."
An Ning was angry when he suddenly remembered that there was a moth that he had not dealt with, so he shouted and stopped the commissioner who was about to leave: "Stop! Tell me all the bullshit you just said again!"
The commissioner knelt down with a snap, and kowtowed to An Ning. The expensive wig also fell to the ground, and soon it was covered with a layer of dust: "I can't see Mount Tai..."
"Is your problem just that you are too blind to see the truth? The military situation is urgent, and you are actually lining your own pockets! This behavior of yours is treason! I think you are in the same group with the royal party! Someone, please take this
Catch the traitors! Send them to the nearest guillotine!"
The soldiers who were still wilting just now listened to the commissioner's lecture and happily arrested the commissioner.
The officer who captured him proudly took out a few gold crowns from the commissioner's pocket, and then said to An Ning: "Your Majesty General, if you hadn't come here, I still wouldn't be able to get these gold crowns back!"
An Ning nodded, and then said to Lazar Cano: "Take a few people to this guy's home and collect all the money he embezzles! The enemy is facing us, and we need to recover every traitor's income from selling the country!"
Kano: "Got it."
The commissioner burst into tears: "At least leave some money for my wife and daughter to live on..."
"So what if they have money?" An Ning sneered, "Their future is gloomy. No matter where they go, they can't escape the big label of being relatives of traitors. You asked for it. Go to hell and regret it.
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After saying that, An Ning waved her hand and the former commissioner was taken away.
Morrow relented a little: "Isn't it a bit too much? I just need to account for the money he embezzled and then imprison him for a few more years..."
An Ning: "Don't you understand? In troubled times, we must use strict rules. If we don't do this, corruption will become common in Paris soon."
In real history, most of the Jacobin leaders seemed to have no problems. The main problem was that they died too early and did not have time to become corrupted.
But the successors behind the Jacobins became more corrupt than the last. Most of these people had no revolutionary ideals and were pure opportunists.
They are also in France. If they were an African country in the 20th century, they would probably be included in Little John's series of strange small countries and be ranked as a model of "benevolent kings".
Therefore, An Ning's words are not alarmist: there is indeed the possibility that corruption will become common in Paris in the future.
Moreau: "Okay, you have a long-term view, I have nothing to say. Then I will..."
"Don't leave!" An Ning said loudly, "Why are you leaving? I want to appoint you as the commander of the 67th Battle Infantry Brigade!"
Berthier: "Well...he is just a captain. It is more appropriate to be appointed as half-brigades commander first. The appointment of a captain as half-brigades commander is already a very, very big exception. It is only possible because we are short of officers now."
An Ning thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, then you will be the half-brigades commander of the 67th Battle Infantry Brigade and the temporary acting brigade commander!"
Berthier frowned and pinched his nose in recognition.
After all, An Ning is not completely without concessions.
Moreau looked puzzled: "Report to the general, I am a lawyer. I have never served in the military for a day. I usually like to ride horses and hunt, so I know how to wield a sword."
An Ning: "It's okay. The brigade commander of the 66th Battle Infantry Brigade is also a writer. Everyone is rushing to sell their products. Just take your brigade and that's it!"