An Ning, as a mud-legged person who can't dance, basically eats on the edge of the dance floor. The snacks provided by the Duke's Palace are quite delicious, which makes An Ning a feast for the eyes.
Robespierre didn't seem to want to dance, so he ran to An Ning and started chatting with An Ning.
An Ning first started painting Robespierre's coat: "Why are you still wearing this green coat? It's time to change to something more formal for the dance tonight. Even I borrowed a suit of clothes from the Duke."
An Ning bought a formal suit before, and today she wore it for a duel. As a result, she was shot in the shoulder and was stained with blood, so she couldn't wear it anymore.
An Ning only had one formal suit, so she had to ask the Duke to borrow one.
Robespierre shrugged: "I said, I only have this coat. My tuition and living expenses come from the priest in Arras. I don't have that much spare money to buy new formal clothes. Besides, whether a person can
Decentness mainly depends on character, not clothes. Even if I wear this old green suit, my character is still impeccable."
——That is, you are "incorruptible", so of course you cannot be picky.
But now Robespierre does not have this nickname, now his nickname is Roman.
Robespierre glanced at the venue and said loudly: "Look at this venue, even if it is the Duke's ball, there are not many nobles who would like to come."
This kind of dance is not invitation-only. Even if you don't get an invitation, you can come if you want to.
Normally, the Duke's ball would have a lot of little nobles who wanted to ingratiate themselves with the Duke, but today, most of the guests in the venue were civilian gentlemen from the Brittany Club, and there were only a few nobles.
An Ning: "Maybe the nobles don't want to congratulate me, the son of a cobbler, right?"
Robespierre: "I took a look. The nobles who came today are basically liberal nobles who support Rousseau and Montesquieu. I seem to have seen the Marquis de Lafayette."
An Ning: "I saw him too. He came over and toasted me with a glass of wine, and then went to talk to the Duke."
After all, Lafayette had participated in the war in North America and witnessed the free people of the North American colonies rebelling against the king and establishing a republican federation, so he cared less about the privileges of the nobility.
Robespierre: "It would be nice to have more nobles like the Marquis de Lafayette and the Duke of Tolestel, then our country will definitely become better. Some nobles now are stupid and bad."
"Yes," An Ning agreed, "How can these insects govern the country well together!"
"That's right!" Dandong also came over, "You did a great job today, you directly helped us civilians! From today on, you will be the King of Paris Duels."
Robespierre shook his head: "Just killing a marquis will not change anything. The aristocrats are still aloof. I don't know when this situation will be completely changed and a real civilian society will be realized..."
An Ning thought, don't worry, it's coming in nine years, and it's going to be much more intense than you imagined.
While An Ning was thinking secretly, Robespierre continued: "I want to write to His Majesty the Duke and ask him to go to His Majesty the King to state his interests and ask His Majesty the King to come forward to establish a civil society like the United Kingdom!"
An Ning subconsciously retorted: "Impossible, His Majesty the King only thinks about how to get rid of his lock, and doesn't want to care about these troublesome things at all."
Robespierre stared at An Ning: "How can you say that? Didn't His Majesty launch a war with Prussia?"
"The war may have been launched under the instigation of the Austrian princess, including the alliance with Habsburg." An Ning shrugged, "In short, don't expect His Majesty the King to launch top-down reforms. He has no such idea at all. He
Just a locksmith, don't ask for too much."
Dandong suddenly laughed: "Andy, do you realize that it is a huge progress for you to evaluate His Majesty like this? In the era of Louis XIV, you would at least get whipped for doing this."
An Ning shrugged: "After all, we are at the base of the Duke of Orleans, and the person who speaks ill of the royal family the most is the Duke himself."
Danton: "That's true. So does Your Excellency the Duke hope to become the king? If he becomes the king, he may be able to realize Maximilian's ideal of weakening the privileges of the nobility and establishing a civilian society."
An Ning glanced at the Duke in the distance who was chatting with the Marquis of Lafayette.
To be fair, the Duke is deeply influenced by the ideas of the Enlightenment. If Louis XVI really gets seriously ill and the underage prince succeeds to the throne, the Duke of Orleans may indeed become the regent of France, and he may implement a series of reforms by then.
.
But the problem is, the revolution is coming.
Instead of expecting the regent to implement reforms bit by bit, it is better to abolish the royal power in one step, send the stubborn nobles to the street lights and the guillotine, and build a civil society from scratch.
Dandong: "Andy, what do you think?"
"My opinion is that social conflicts have become so intense now that France may not be able to wait for slow top-down reforms." Anning paused, "Actually, I have had several duels with the Marquis and the Marquis' son.
, can also be seen as a microcosm of the conflict between aristocrats and common people, right? The aristocrats are unhappy with us and want to restore their past authority, but we stand up and say no."
Danton and Robespierre looked at each other.
Robespierre: "It does make sense. When I was at home, my father often dealt with conflicts between nobles and common people."
Danton: "The Marquis's son Reginald also often provokes the common people and finds trouble in various ways."
"Right? So I feel that now that the conflicts are becoming increasingly acute, all it takes is an opportunity, such as a natural disaster, a reduction in food production, and the common people can no longer survive, and the conflicts with the nobles will always break out."
Dandong: "Your statement...is a bit interesting. When will the disaster come?"
"How do I know? It's better to ask God." An Ning shrugged.
In fact, he knew that France suffered from natural disasters in succession in 1788, which resulted in a large reduction in grain production. By 1789, the price of bread soared, and the people could hardly afford bread, so the call for changing the status quo was unprecedentedly high.
At this time, Louis XVI decided to convene the three-level parliament, which effectively brought together the popular leaders who were originally scattered in various places in Paris. As a result, the hungry people had spokespersons and organizers.
Then the Great Revolution broke out.
Of course, it's too early to talk about this now. An Ning doesn't want to be a magician who predicts a reduction in grain production, so this topic can only be stopped here.
Just at this time, Mirabeau came over. The already drunk man came over and patted An Ning on the shoulder and said: "I heard, you are planning to enter the Brienne Military Academy with the eldest lady this year."
An Ning nodded: "I have this plan. But I don't know when Briena Military Academy will open..."
"It's only a few days, and I guess it's time to go to school before your shoulder injury heals." Mirabeau said, patting An Ning's shoulder gently, "You'd better let the Duke's doctor take a look.
, it can heal faster."
An Ning shook his head repeatedly. He just didn't want the quack doctors of this era to touch his wounds: "It's okay, I'm very strong, and I can wash the wounds with wine. That's enough."
Mirabeau: "Don't you know? How to judge whether this wound is getting better? It depends on whether there is suppuration. If it suppurates, it means it is getting better..."
An Ning wants to hold his forehead.
This is not just what Mirabeau said, doctors of this era really thought so.
But as modern people, we naturally know that this is wrong.
An Ning: "Okay, don't worry, I recovered really quickly, it's just a gunshot wound."
Mirabeau shrugged, and then changed his tone: "By the way, I heard about your new title from several nobles I came from. They now call you Noble Killer."
An Ning: "That's a pretty cool title, isn't it?"
Robespierre and Danton laughed together.
"Not handsome at all!" Christina suddenly appeared angrily, "You obviously saved me! It's unreasonable to call you a killer."
An Ning: "I only saved you, but I killed a marquis and an earl, even though the earl is an honorary title."
Mirabeau: "Actually, the one who came up at the beginning today is also a noble. Don't mistake the knight for a noble."
An Ning: "So I killed three nobles and saved one of you. It's normal for people to call me a killer."
Christina looked at An Ning worriedly: "You don't understand how much influence this title has on you! For example, if you want to be promoted in the army in the future, it is absolutely impossible to have this title, because the top brass in the army are all nobles!"
An Ning smiled and thought you don't have to worry about this, because the revolution is coming soon.
But he couldn't say this at this time, so he could only comfort Christina: "After I go to Brienne Military Academy, I will take the entrance examination to the Paris Military Academy. By the time I graduate from the Paris Military Academy, there will not be many people about this matter."
Remember. You might as well worry more about the injury on my shoulder."
Christina: "How is your injury? Do you feel okay? I heard the doctor said that you need to have a fever to recover quickly. Do you have a fever?"
Doctors in this era did not know about microorganisms, nor did they know that fever after injury was caused by wound infection. They just observed that many wounded people had fever and recovered after a short period of time, so they believed that fever after injury was a good thing.
This is because they think suppuration is a good thing.
An Ning: "I don't feel like I have a fever yet..."
"That's too bad. How about I ask the maid to get you some hot water for a warm compress?"
Yes, Christina is obsessed with peace and quiet.
An Ning began to regret mentioning the injury on her shoulder.
"Don't worry, I'm recovering quickly, and I'll be alive and kicking soon." An Ning could only say this to Christina.
But the girl still looked at him with worry on her face, and made another suggestion: "Why don't you get some lime and rub the wound. This will make the festering and healing faster!"
An Ning wanted to cover her face.
——Nah, I should wear it to an era when medicine is a little more reliable!
Pasteur, come quickly, I can no longer stand the quackery of this era!