Before entering Paris, An Ning first arrived at Versailles.
Versailles has now become a large military camp, and the troops that have been reorganized in Paris will be mobilized to Versailles.
The rooms that originally housed the Dharma King's servants and guards have now been turned into barracks.
A large part of the original residence of the royal family was converted into a staff office, and even now there are still quite a few clerks working there.
The original residence of the king and queen has now become the residence of General Frost.
Returning to Versailles in peace is equivalent to going home in every sense of the word.
Christina had made preparations early and led a group of officers to wait in front of the gate.
An Ning got off his horse and when he saw this posture, he couldn't help but joked: "In this formation, I thought you were the princess of some country welcoming the prince who came to get married."
Christina smiled a little awkwardly.
An Ning was confused: "What's wrong?"
Christina came forward, held An Ning on tiptoes and whispered softly in An Ning's ear: "Consider the impact, don't say such things that can cause misunderstanding. I know you are joking, but the people listening are not like that."
Think about it."
An Ning said "Oh".
I have to admit that I was thinking too little when I was joking casually. I am now in this position, holding the military power of the entire republic, having a high reputation among the people, and even married the sister of Louis XVII.
Even if the succession was calculated according to the feudal system, An Ning now has a weak claim to the French crown.
In this case, a casual joke made by oneself will sound more than just a joke to others.
An Ning made a serious face: "I know, I will pay attention to it in the future."
Christina nodded, and then changed the subject: "I'm sorry about Mara. He is your good friend, right?"
An Ning nodded: "Yes, I met him after I entered the Paris Military Academy. We often drank and played cards at the club together. He... is my like-minded friend."
An Ning originally thought that he could look at Marat, Robespierre and others with the mentality of a historical bystander, but now he finds that it is quite difficult to do so.
After all, he already had so many connections with Mara.
The so-called bond between people is the daily accumulation bit by bit.
To put it bluntly, even if he was just a drinking buddy who often drank together, his passing would be sad.
Christina stared at An Ning's face and hugged him silently: "My condolences."
Enjoying the hug of your fiancée quietly.
After a moment, Christina distanced herself, and then said worriedly: "By the way, I think you should go and see Robespierre. Marat's death seemed to have a great impact on him. In the past few days, he seemed like
It was as if he was possessed by a demon, and his landlady even came to Versailles to complain to me, saying that the gentle Robespierre of the past seemed to have disappeared."
An Ning was speechless: "That's it, I will have a good chat with him."
Christina: "Robespierre has sent many people to the guillotine in the past few days, and even Mr. Lavoisier, whom you clearly wanted to protect, almost suffered a disaster. I have had people escort Mr. Lavoisier and his family out of Paris overnight.
Heading to Marseille.”
An Ning: "Is the situation already so bad?"
"Yes, Robespierre seemed to think that all the old nobles were enemies. He even reached out to some family members of the Sunset Knights. It was Lazar Carnot who took action to save them."
An Ning couldn't help but frown: "The family members of Sunset Knight? They have proven their loyalty to the revolution!"
"But the fact that they are old aristocrats has not changed!" Christina paused, then lowered her voice worriedly, "Besides, I feel that someone in Paris is taking the opportunity to sow discord... I mean, to sow discord between you and..."
An Ning: "Did Talleyrand do it? Or Fouche?"
"No, Fouche has taken the identity of Lyon's special commissioner and has already left for Lyon. Talleyrand has gone to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and may be sent to England in a few days."
Although Britain contributed to the coalition forces of the Kingdom of Prussia, Austria and Sardinia, and also transported the old nobles to the Vendée and other places to land, Britain itself did not take direct hostile actions against France.
In addition, in this era, even if the two countries declared war, he still maintained diplomatic relations and had communication channels.
An Ning curled her lips: "These two naughty guys saw that the situation in Paris was not good, so they ran away."
In the past, An Ning would definitely have chosen to run away and sit on the sidelines, but now he has no choice.
He could only stay in the center of the storm, and when everything was getting crazy, he desperately held on to the reins to prevent things from getting completely out of control.
An Ning: "First of all, you send your father to Marseille. Everything will be easy to talk about when you get to Marseille."
An Ning in Marseille has already wiped out all the royalists. In addition, Marseille has developed industry and commerce. Places with developed industry and commerce are natural republican bases.
Christina nodded: "I have already told my father, but he refuses to leave. He said that he is a member of Parliament and has immunity."
An Ning: "Ask him to leave as soon as possible. The congressmen will no longer have immunity. Also, ask Lazar Carnot to make a list of scientists in Paris and send them all to Marseille, regardless of their current positions.
Tell them not to do it."
Christina nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I know. Are we only sending it to scientists? Those poets and writers in Paris..."
An Ning: "Poets and writers can let them join the National Guard. Musicians in Paris have already joined the army as military musicians, and poets and writers should naturally follow suit. I look forward to their experience in the blood and fire of the battlefield.
Can accomplish great works."
"I always feel that you are biased against poets and writers." Christina frowned slightly. At this time, he noticed Beethoven in An Ning's entourage and asked with concern, "I heard that Ludwig is deaf.
?”
An Ning: "Yes, you have to speak very loudly to him, otherwise he won't hear you."
Christina covered her mouth gently: "Oh my God, I will go find the best craftsman and make him a hearing aid..."
At this time, Beethoven guessed that Christina was talking about himself, and responded loudly - really loudly: "Don't worry about me, I'm just deaf. I will grab fate by the throat, and it won't even try to make me surrender!"
An Ning: "He said so."
Christina looked even more sad: "Why would God be so cruel to take away hearing from such a talented musician?"
An Ning: "There is an ancient proverb in the East, which says that when heaven is about to entrust a great task to a person, he must first endure hardship..."
An Ning recited a long paragraph, and then she was surprised to find that her translation plug-in didn't translate a single word.
Christina looked at An Ning in confusion: "This is..."
"An ancient Chinese saying." An Ning could only say.
Christina: "You still understand Chinese! Is this the country mentioned in Marco Polo's travels?"
"Yes, further east in India."
An Ning's explanation made Christina's face full of admiration.
Fortunately, everyone is used to An Ning's genius in language, otherwise it would be really hard to explain.
An Ning brought the straying topic back to Mara's death: "When will Mara's funeral be held?"
Christina: "In four days, his body will be placed in the Pantheon, and before that there will be a grand state funeral."
An Ning: "I understand. I'll go to the city to see Maximilian. The trend of unlimited expansion must be stopped."