He found that it was raining so heavily outside that Murat was drowned, but Xin was completely fine.
This won't be a big deal in the future, just put a plastic bag on it.
But we are still hundreds of years away from the invention of plastic.
Holding the dry envelope, An Ning felt Murat's meticulous attention to detail.
Sure enough, he is different from Lazarus, even though he is also a cavalryman.
An Ning took the letter and opened it directly. Then she remembered that in this era, opening the letter directly was very rude and would be ridiculed.
So An Ning took the letter and started walking to the study.
Murat asked An Ning: "What should we do with this person?"
"We need him to testify in court that this is indeed a letter from Paul Barras and his mistress.
"So Murat, you should use some methods to ensure that this gentleman will serve us with sincerity."
For example, a powerful spiritual infusion rod or something.
Murat looked understanding and was about to take the people away when Fanny stopped him: "Actually, it's okay if you don't want to do it. You can hire a few executioners. They should be happy to correct Charles's life trajectory."
Murat: "It's better to be ruthless, executioner... Do you still want them to bring the guillotine over and assemble it?"
Fanny: "Anyway, I've finished my words. I don't want to bear any heavy psychological burden in the future because I personally tortured the surrendered prisoners."
Murat nodded, and then left with Mr. Charles and his subordinates.
An Ning didn't care about this. He returned to the study anxiously, picked up the letter opener, opened the envelope carefully, and then took out the letter inside.
He began to read.
Christina came behind An Ning, leaning her head to read the letter together.
Because of this posture problem, Christina's chest muscles directly rested on An Ning's Tianling Gai.
Suddenly, Christina said in surprise: "Look, here!"
Christina read aloud: "The second is Danton, the Danton you call the square-headed lion. He seems to have some objections to Robespierre's approach. Many gentlemen in Paris have already felt this tendency.
So all those who secretly opposed Robespierre quietly contacted him.
"But now he and Robespierre are still close comrades-in-arms, advancing and retreating together in Parliament.
"Given time, the situation in Paris will probably change a lot because of this."
An Ning: "Yes, after reading the whole article, it is only here that there is a problem. No, there is a big problem here! Paul Barras is trying to split Robespierre and Jacques Danton! This is ironclad evidence! Let's wait for the opportunity.
When the time comes, Paul Barras will come and usurp the Republic!”
Not to mention, he actually did this in the original history.
The Directory established by Paul Barras and the Thermidorians was a combination of desperate speculators who wanted to enrich themselves.
If it weren't for Lazarcano's continuous efforts to organize a revolutionary army and Napoleon's march from Italy to Vienna, the Directory would have barely existed for a few years.
Even if Robespierre became obsessed in the later period, he would still be better than this kind of speculator.
At least Robespierre still acted with the belief in establishing a France of liberty, equality and fraternity.
The more An Ning thought about it, the more excited she became. After carefully reading the entire letter, she returned to look at the problematic sentences.
Suddenly he was not sure, so he asked Cristina: "Do you think the National Salvation Committee might guillotin Paul Barras because of this piece of evidence?"
Cristina: "You don't have to worry about this. Don't say we have evidence. Even if there is no evidence, if you stand up and insist that Paul Barras is treason, no one will refute you. Maybe the angry trousers will still come back."
They hung Barras to a street lamp in the street."
Christina paused, read the few sentences in the letter again, and then sighed: "I thought you were too worried before, but I didn't expect that they really wanted to provoke Danton and Robespierre. Are you here?"
The performance on these things is simply like..."
Christina didn't say any more, and An Ning didn't ask.
His attention had completely fallen on using the black materials he had obtained to incriminate Paulo Barrasro.
**
Josephine Beauharnais did not sleep well tonight. At night, he suddenly felt inexplicably flustered.
In this era, we simply don’t understand what causes panic, and there is no specific medicine that can quickly relieve symptoms.
She could only sit up and look at the pouring rain outside on the terrace.
The wind is very strong tonight, and the wind is whistling with the rain, as if it is foreshadowing something.
Seeing the heavy wind and rain, Beauharnais became even more irritable.
Her instincts are rarely wrong.
After pacing restlessly for a long time, Josephine Beauharnais decided to go directly to Barras.
Because she thought about it over and over again, this was the only thing that might go wrong.
That letter.
He called his groom up to prepare the horse, then went to the table and quickly wrote several notes, then found some gifts and attached them, asking the servants to deliver them to the houses of the gentlemen named in the notes early tomorrow morning.
These people include, but are not limited to, allies of Paul Barras, as well as people who are privately dissatisfied with Robespierre.
If something really happened to Barras and the matter reached an irreversible point, these people might be able to turn to him.
After everything was arranged, the groom sent a message saying that the carriage was ready.
Josephine Beauharnais immediately went downstairs to the inner courtyard of the Chateau Malmaison.
The carriage stopped in the thinning rain, and the weather lanterns swayed in the wind. Josephine's coachman was wearing a raincoat and holding a pistol in his hand.
There were a total of ten short guns in five layers in the weapons cabinet in front of him. Each one was fully loaded. Just pick it up and pour gunpowder into the medicine tank to fire.
After all, it's not peaceful now that we leave Paris, with robbers and rebels everywhere.
With this level of armament, there is at least hope of deterring those with evil intentions.
Josephine entered the carriage with the help of a servant, and then knocked on the front window of the carriage.
The groom immediately waved his whip and urged the horse to speed up gradually.
Josephine patted the window worriedly: "Hurry up."
The groom shook his head and said, "It's raining so hard and the road is muddy. It's impossible to go faster, madam."
"We have to be quick, please!"
Josephine begged like this. She didn't say why she was so anxious. After all, she couldn't let more people realize that there might be some fatal information in the letter.
Now Josephine wanted to fly to Barras immediately.
In his fantasy, Barras was reading the letter he wrote yesterday, and Charles stood beside him, quietly waiting to bring back his message.
It would be fine if everything was just my own unfounded worries.