Not long after the election of representatives, An Ning received a letter from Napoleon from the station.
The 19-year-old second lieutenant asked in the letter full of doubts: "Andy, you always talk about the power of the people, so when the nearby district elected representatives, I went to see it, hoping to actually feel this power, but unfortunately I didn't.
feel.
"All I saw was a ragtag group of people gathered together. At the beginning of the period, only a few people were shouting the names of the representatives, and the rest looked like they had no idea who they were going to elect.
"But soon everyone was chanting that name together. In my opinion, this was simply blind obedience. The crowd was like the ducklings behind the mother duck, blindly watching the person in front move forward, shaking their long hair as they walked.
neck.
"What power can such people have? Rather than believing in the power of these people, I would rather believe in shrapnel. Shrapnel can completely disintegrate them."
This letter made An Ning frown. Napoleon seemed to be a tyrant...well, he was indeed. In the history of another time and space, as early as the beginning of the Great Revolution, Napoleon used shrapnel to bombard the revolting people. Later, he was in Paris.
Tried it again and the effect was outstanding.
An Ning thought for a while and wrote back a long letter to Napoleon: "I saw the same scene in Paris, and I was even the one who shouted their names together. Yes, they seem to be just a ragtag group now, but
That's because they haven't awakened yet.
"The reason why they are passionate now is just because of the high price of bread. They just have a vague feeling that something must change. If they don't make changes, they will starve tomorrow.
"But as things progress, they will eventually understand that the time when they and the nobles will be equal is coming. One day they will shout freedom, equality and fraternity, and send those noble nobles into history.
So pile of paper.
"Then you will see an invincible army that can face the bombardment of shrapnel and grapeshot without changing a look."
Yes, the characteristic of the army in the early days of the French Revolution was that its morale was very high and it was extremely difficult to break up, but its training was extremely low.
An Ning wouldn't mind previewing this scene with Napoleon, so that when Napoleon sees the National Guardsmen really like this in the future, he will definitely remember An Ning's awesomeness.
An Ning will be counting on this title of Marshal in the future.
After all, An Ning asked himself and felt that he was not a warrior. He might be a qualified artillery officer now, but he was only qualified.
What's more, An Ning has not worked in the army for a day since he got the military rank. He has been giving lectures at the Paris Military Academy. The subject he is responsible for is mathematics, which has something to do with artillery.
How could a math teacher fight?
After writing the letter, An Ning took a kraft paper envelope and put it in it. Then she picked up a candle and put a few drops on the envelope. Then she picked up her medal and made a mark on the wax clay.
That's right, Anning now uses the medal awarded to him personally by Louis XVI as his own seal.
"Fanny!" An Ning called her maid, "Go and send me a letter!"
Fanny appeared quickly, took the letter, looked at it, and asked: "Is it addressed to that Corsican dwarf?"
"Yes."
"He also wants to elect representatives?"
"No, no, he always thinks that he is a Corsican, not a Frenchman, so he will not participate in the French representative election."
"Since he thinks so, he should refuse the Quanxu Bureau and not register."
"Okay, Fanny, everyone has to give up for five buckets of rice sometimes. It's not shameful."
Fanny curled her lips, took the letter and left.
An Ning stood up and looked through the window at the street below.
Someone was making a speech on the street today: "The king convened the three-level parliament to raise taxes on us! He wants us to say, screw it! He thought that the priests and nobles were on his side. According to the voting rules of the three-level parliament, they must
A tax increase bill can be passed!
"Our answer to this is, no! Never! The third estate can vote, but it is definitely not that the entire third estate has only one vote! Our goal is to have one person, one vote according to the actual number of representatives!"
An Ning stretched his head to see if he recognized the speaker today.
But unfortunately, I am a new face today.
The Three Estates Parliament has been the focus of all newspapers in Paris recently. Countless newspapers are attacking the old system of the Three Estates Parliament: each of the three estates has only one vote. In this way, as long as the king has the support of the nobles and clergy, even if he is the third
The representatives of the estates are fully opposed, and the tax increase bill will be passed.
It's a pity that Louis XVI was too naive. He didn't realize that many first-class clergy and second-class nobles had been deeply influenced by Enlightenment ideas and had moved to the third class.
An Ning was thinking about this while listening to the speech of the gentleman below.
Unfortunately, this gentleman's views seem to still be focused on fighting for one person, one vote, and then preventing the king from passing the tax increase bill.
So An Ning lay on the window and let out a loud hiss: "Hush! Look who this is! Your ideas are so superficial! Are we satisfied with just stopping the king's attempt to increase taxes?"
"No! We must have higher demands! We must strive for a constitutional monarchy, and we must have a constitution!"
The person downstairs immediately retorted: "His Majesty the King will not agree, he will not allow us to pass the constitution!"
An Ning: "Why should he allow it? No, no, we representatives are not the king's subjects! The people demand a constitution, and we have the right to formulate it! And let him pass it!
"We must pass the Constitution and bring the spirit of liberty, equality and fraternity to this country!"
"Well said!" Someone downstairs cheered loudly for An Ning. An Ning originally thought that she had won over a passerby, but when she saw it, she discovered that it was Dandong.
An Ning: "What wind brought you here?"
Dandong took out a letter and raised it to An Ning.
An Ning: "Come up, I'll open the door for you."
The maid was not at home, so An Ning had to open the door by herself.
After a while, Dandong entered An Ning's study. He looked around and praised: "Your little house is well organized."
An Ning smiled and said, "Because my maid is very tasteful."
Dandong: "I can see it. Your maid is beautiful and full of intelligence. She is more like a rich lady than those eldest ladies."
An Ning: "That's because you didn't see her muscles. When she was preparing bath water for me, she could lift two large buckets of water up from the first floor at once. It was very scary. So what kind of letter was that just now?"
Dandong threw the letter just now on An Ning's desk.
An Ning picked it up and looked at it, and found that the postmark came from Arras.
An Ning: "Robespierre?"
"Yes, he was also elected as a representative and was preparing to go to Paris when he wrote to us."
An Ning nodded: "Yes, I guessed it."
Actually, I didn’t guess it, I read the guide in advance.
Danton: "Now we are gathered in Paris again. I am thinking that when Maximilian arrives in Paris, we will find a place to have a good meal..."
An Ning suddenly said: "I wonder if he is still wearing his green coat."
Dandong frowned: "Probably...not so. He became a judge and his salary is pretty good."
Yes, lawyers in this era can also serve as judges or prosecutors at the same time.
After all, the subsequent court trial system is still in its infancy, and strict regulations have not yet been formed. It is common for everyone to play tricks on each other.
Dandong: "By the way, do you know about the lightning rod case?"
An Ning: "Is this the case where neighbors complained about installing lightning rods?"
"That's right, that's it. Maximilian actually defended the person who installed the lightning rod. Damn it. That thing is unreliable at first sight."
An Ning: "No, no, as far as I know it's quite reliable. When I was in my hometown, I witnessed lightning striking the wind chicken on the roof more than once. I think there must be some scientific principle behind this.
Changing the wind direction chicken to a lightning rod can reproduce this process."
Danton raised his eyebrows: "Really? Well, Maximilian did win this case, but I will never install that kind of iron needle on my roof. Don't you think it looks like installing it on the roof?"
Did you pick a nail pointing to the sky? What if God pierces his foot while taking a walk one day?"
An Ning laughed loudly.
Dandong changed the subject: "Andy, are you really going to ask for a constitution at the meeting?"
An Ning: "Even if I don't mention it, someone else will, such as Mr. Sieyès. He claims that the third estate is everything."
"Do you think Louis...I mean His Majesty would agree?"
An Ning: "He won't, definitely not. No one will willingly have their rights taken away. But what does it matter? Many things are not dependent on the locksmith's will."
Dandong looked at An Ning: "Oh my god, you are the most determined and radical among us."
Wait a minute! I’m not! I want to sit on the fence!
Qian, because I have read the script, I can't help but speak in this conclusive tone when I speak.
I really just read the script and subconsciously acted like this!
I'm ready to sit on the wall!
While An Ning was reflecting on what he had done, Dandong stood up, came to the window, and looked at the bloody setting sun outside.
"You know, Andy, I always feel like something big is coming, something really, really big! I can feel it. I don't know what it is, but it's definitely coming this way."