An Ning was chatting with his friends when a tall man with a horse-faced face suddenly came over and spoke to a few of them: "Guys, how are you doing today?"
An Ning took a look and saw that the person who came was the current mayor of Paris, Bayi. This man's surname reminded An Ning of Mr. Bayi from Afanti.
But Master Bai in Afanti is a fat man, but this one is tall, thin, and has a long face.
Bayi was later a core member of the Peyang faction, but now he appears in the Breton Club. In fact, the club in the French Revolution era was very different from the later parties. It was really mainly a place for everyone to chat and play bridge.
It's just a club. The Peyangists and even the Royalists can play in the same room as the Jacobins.
Dandong spoke: "Marat was not selected because he was too ugly. He was planning to use his savings to open a special newspaper to supervise the work of those of us who were selected. What about you, Mr. Bayi? You must have been selected, right?
?”
Bailly is the mayor of Paris, and the people who select representatives are mainly arranged by the Paris municipal government. It would be difficult for him not to be selected.
Bayi: "Of course I was elected, so that I can be in the parliament..."
An Ning interrupted Bayi and asked a crucial question: "Which level of representative did you choose?"
Bayi: "Do you still need to ask? Of course it is the third level."
"You are a noble."
This time in the Third Estate Parliament, many nobles who were supposed to go to the Second Estate also came to represent the Third Estate. These people are basically new nobles who have transformed into capitalists.
Later, as the situation developed, many people from the original first and second estates also joined the Constituent Assembly, which was mainly composed of the third estate.
Bayi: "I am just a minor nobleman with a noble title. Not only did I choose a representative of the third estate, but the Marquis Lafayette also elected a representative of the third estate. I have a feeling that this time the three-level parliament will not
Let Your Majesty get his wish."
Marat: "Andy was already shouting just now, saying that in this three-level parliament, everyone will work hard to turn France into a constitutional monarchy, like the United Kingdom."
"Is that so?" A new person joined the conversation.
Lafayette came to Bayi in military uniform. The thirty-two-year-old "founder of America" had begun to go bald, and his wig could not hide his shiny forehead.
An Ning: "Mr. Lafayette, don't you plan to promote the establishment of a constitution? I think everyone, except the first-class clergy, should think about starting a constitution."
Lafayette: "Don't exclude the priests. In fact, there are many priests who feel that the system of vesting all rights in the king is outdated."
"Do you mean Messrs. Talleyrand and Sieyès?" Marat asked.
Lafayette: "Not only them, many people think so. In short, this parliament..."
While Lafayette was talking, An Ning saw the club's waiter pushing a cart covered with cloth and walking towards the club's door.
An Ning was curious, so she said sorry, and then left her friends temporarily to see what the waiters were doing.
He walked out of the club and saw dozens of beggars gathered outside the club - no, not just beggars, there were many ordinary civilians mixed in among the beggars.
The waiter was chasing away a hunchbacked lady: "Go away! These breads are for beggars, are you a beggar?"
The lady burst into tears: "Please, sir, we still have children at home! Bread is too expensive. Even if you work hard, you can't make enough money. My family has been drinking wild vegetable soup for several days! If you don't eat some bread,
, I don’t even have the energy to work anymore!”
The waiter still wanted to drive her away, so An Ning stepped forward and said, "Give it to her. In my opinion, people who work hard are more admirable than people who lie down and wait for relief!"
The waiter showed a troubled expression: "This... the abbot of the monastery asked us to only help beggars..."
An Ning: "Open your eyes and take a look. Bread has risen to 50 sous a piece. Ordinary workers can't even earn half a piece of bread after working for a day. The difference between them and beggars is that they are still working. If it weren't for the good times,
No, who would put down their pride and keep begging?"
The waiter hesitated for a moment, then put a piece of moldy bread into the woman's hand.
The woman immediately wolfed down the bread as if it were not mold-covered bread but some kind of delicacy.
An Ning: "Give her another piece and ask her to take it to the child."
The waiter took care of it.
The woman thanked her repeatedly with tears in her eyes: "Thank you! Kind sir! May the Lord bless you!"
An Ning complained in her mind that as a Chinese, I probably wouldn't be in charge.
Next, he stood at the door and watched the waiters distribute the bread equally to all the beggars and civilians who gathered in front of the monastery, and then returned to his friends with satisfaction.
Dandong: "Why did you go?"
"Look at the waiter giving alms." An Ning briefly explained the situation outside.
Everyone fell silent.
Suddenly Mara slammed the table hard: "This is the title of my first article! The people are still starving, and our King is still thinking about raising taxes to buy dresses for his mistress!"
Lafayette reminded: "Mary is a queen, not a mistress. In fact, if His Majesty Louis had a mistress, many people would be relieved."
An Ning: "He has a mistress."
Everyone looked at An Ning in surprise. Lafayette frowned: "I have been to palace dances many years, but I haven't heard of it?"
An Ning spread her hands: "The locks I'm referring to."
Everyone laughed, and the air was filled with joy.
After Lafayette laughed, he said: "Actually, it's not just locks. Our locksmith king is now obsessed with playing with execution devices. He has created a thing that can quickly cut off other people's heads..."
An Ning was shocked, what's the matter, was Louis XVI personally invented the guillotine in this world? In the original time and space, Louis XVI personally improved the guillotine, which was already very black humor, now the black humor needs to be doubled?
An Ning: "So what does His Majesty the King plan to do? Use the device he invented to behead everyone who opposes him?"
Mara said contemptuously: "Huh, I don't think he has such courage."
Indeed, what courage can a locksmith have?
Everyone spoke a lot of words of ridicule and contempt for Louis XVI. In the era of Louis XIV, An Ning and his gang would have been sent to the gallows long ago.
But now is the era of Louis XVI, an era of declining royal power, and Louis XVI, the locksmith king, and his deficit queen have undoubtedly greatly accelerated the decline of royal power.