It was almost three o'clock when An Ning came back from the dance that night. After An Ning sent Christina home, she returned to her residence and saw Fanny still waiting for her.
An Ning: "It's so late. As a servant, you have to get up early tomorrow. You can go to bed first."
"That's not okay. If a servant falls asleep before his master, he will be derelict in his duty."
An Ning: "I don't have such rules here. You can sleep when you should."
Although An Ning said this, it still felt good to see Fanny waiting for her.
In her previous life, An Ning lived alone as a migrant worker, and there was no one waiting for her at home. Every time she came home from get off work, she was faced with an empty and quiet home.
If I had returned home in my previous life and found a lovely maid like Fanny waiting for me, my happiness would have been greatly enhanced.
Unfortunately, this was just a delusion in my previous life. Unless there is a breakthrough in robotics technology in the future and domestic maid robots become daily necessities, it is basically impossible for such a thing to happen.
But it would be nice to realize this dream in this life.
Fanny observed An Ning carefully and suddenly said: "Actually, you are quite happy to see me waiting for you, right?"
"Well, indeed." An Ning admitted, "But one code is the same. I hope you choose to wait for me to come back because you are worried about me, rather than because of the obligations between master and servant. I hope we can be friends, and
Not a master or a servant."
Fanny was speechless: "Friends...it's so interesting that you actually want to be friends with a servant."
"No? In my opinion, you are also a lovely woman. Isn't it human nature to want to be friends with a lovely woman?" An Ning said.
Fanny: "But I'm a maid."
"I am the son of a cobbler. And your understanding is wrong. Everyone should be created equal."
"You have heard too many of Mably's speeches."
"Just think of it like this. In short, don't treat me as your master from now on, but as a friend. Okay, it's getting late. You have to get up early tomorrow morning, right? Go to sleep!"
Fanny did not leave: "I'm going to make your bed. Are you planning to go to bed?"
"Yes, I plan to go to bed. I just need to make a bed."
Fanny picked up the candlestick on the table: "Then please follow me upstairs."
After a while, An Ning finally fell asleep on the bed, holding a candlestick and whispering: "Good night, Mr. Frost."
"Good night." An Ning said.
He was indeed very tired all day today, so he soon fell asleep. Then he dreamed that Reginald's father, Marquis Richard, brought him to court aggressively, accusing him of murder.
.
The Duke hired a lawyer to defend the Marquis, but the lawyer betrayed him on the spot in court, believing that the Marquis was a nobleman and nobleman was justice.
So An Ning was sentenced to death and hanged immediately.
An Ning dreamed that he was on the gallows all the way, and then he asked the executioner doubtfully: "Shouldn't France all use the guillotine?"
The next moment, the gallows transformed into a guillotine. Louis XVI personally adjusted the settings of the guillotine, and then said happily to An Ning: "This new guillotine I invented is absolutely painless and extremely efficient!"
Then An Ning was put on the guillotine, and the dream ended at this moment.
An Ning sat up suddenly and found that she was sweating all over.
He thought about the contents of the dream and thought, no, he had to find a reliable lawyer.
At least you need to find a lawyer who won't get sidetracked just because he's a commoner or a noble.
Although the Marquis may not actually come to accuse him of murder, it is always good to be prepared at times like this.
Speaking of lawyers, An Ning suddenly thought of a person. Later during the French Revolution, this person was elected to the National Assembly because he often helped civilians with lawsuits and accumulated experience.
This man's name was Maximilien Francois Marie Isidore de Robespierre.
At this time Robespierre should be studying for his bachelor's degree in law school, which happened to be in Paris!
Robespierre's grandfather and father were both lawyers, and both had experience helping civilians litigate cases. He would definitely be reliable at this time.
A little later, Robespierre would return to his hometown of Arras, where he served as a lawyer and judge until the convening of the Estates-General in 1789.
An Ning made up her mind and got up and got dressed.
As if she was stuck on purpose, Fanny knocked on the door while An Ning was putting on her pants and shirt.
"Come in!" An Ning said.
Fanny opened the door and came in, glanced at An Ning: "Breakfast is ready, are you eating it in the bedroom?"
"Can I go somewhere else to eat?" An Ning asked.
Fanny: "The Duke said yesterday that if you want to have breakfast together, you can come over."
An Ning shook his head: "I'd better not disturb the Duke's family life."
Fanny nodded, turned and left, and soon came in with breakfast.
This morning there were eggs, bread and smoked ham slices, which was much richer than yesterday's breakfast.
An Ning: "Is it my imagination? It feels like my food standards have improved."
"It's what the Duke means. You are now the Duke's distinguished guest," Fanny replied.
An Ning shrugged and was putting on the last piece of clothing. After Fanny put down her breakfast, she stepped forward to help An Ning tidy up her clothes.
An Ning: "By the way, I plan to go to King Louis University this morning. Can you call a carriage for me?"
Fanny asked doubtfully: "What are you doing there?"
"I want to find a lawyer. At yesterday's ball, the Queen's best friend Madame Lamballe said that Reginald's father would definitely be furious and would definitely come to Paris to find an explanation for his son."
Fanny: "Then it would be better to use the Duke's lawyer. The Duke has already approved the result of this duel. He will not allow a Marquis from the countryside to dictate to his guests."
An Ning raised her eyebrows. The truth was indeed true, but last night's dream was a bit underwhelming.
An Ning can even recall the feeling of the guillotine's lock clamping his neck.
And as part of future wall-riding plans, it wouldn't hurt to get to know Robespierre in advance.
Before entering the second half of 1893, the Jacobins were still relatively reasonable. Later, when the situation became too critical, they had no choice but to implement a policy of terror.
It would have been better if he had gone outside to command the army before the Jacobins began to implement the policy of terror, and avoided the era of bloodshed and bloody butcher's knives.
An Ning thought this and said to Fanny: "I want to find a lawyer who is willing to defend me against the nobles for the common people."
Fanny: "Do you know such a lawyer?"
"No, I don't know him, that's why I'm looking for him." An Ning said.
Fanny looked at him with a puzzled look on her face: "Start looking now? Can you find it? Why don't you ask Mr. Mirabeau, that drunkard has many connections in Paris."
An Ning: "Did you just call Mirabeau a drunkard?"
"That's the fact." Fanny said with determination, "and Mirabeau always looks at Miss Christina with lustful eyes."
An Ning: "Is there any?"
Fanny: "Yes! And he also..."
"He's still looking at you with leering eyes?"
"Not really, but it's even more irritating."
Even more irritating!
After Fanny finished her critical review of Mirabeau, she said sternly: "But he does have a wide network of contacts. He might know a lawyer who is willing to help civilians litigate cases against nobles."
An Ning thought about it and felt that it was indeed not possible to find Robespierre by going directly to the King Louis Academy. It would be more reliable to ask Mirabeau for a recommendation first.
So he asked Fanny: "So, when will Mr. Mirabeau come to the Palais Royal?"
Fanny: "He lives nearby, and the house is also the Duke's property."
"Okay, then I'll visit him in the morning..."
"You should first ask your servant to send him a message saying you want to visit."
"Then you go and send him a message?"
"This kind of thing is usually done by male servants who are responsible for running errands. How can you ask your own maid to run errands?"
An Ning: "I only have you as a maid, there are no male servants?"
"Then you can let the stableboys from the Duke's Palace do it." Fanny suggested.
An Ning: "Then please go find the stable boy and ask him to send a message to Mirabeau. I plan to visit him in the morning."
Fanny nodded: "Okay, I will."
An Ning breathed a long sigh of relief, sat down at the table and began to enjoy today's sumptuous breakfast.