In the next half month, representatives from various places in France arrived in Paris one after another.
However, transportation in this era was in a very delicate state. If you traveled day and night and constantly changed horses at the inns, it would only take a few days to reach Paris from the farthest corner of France.
But here's the problem, not every representative is in such a hurry.
Especially for some old aristocrats, they spend a lot of time preparing their outfits for coming to Paris.
Taking into account the situation of these representatives, the convening time of the three-level parliament was set for three months.
An Ning observed for a few days and found that this was a fatal mistake for the Dharma King because he gave the representatives of the third level time to connect with each other.
The Brittany Club is bustling with people these days, and the people you see are different every day. Representatives of the third level are flowing between various clubs, exchanging opinions fiercely.
An Ning met the representative figures of the Royalists, Peyants, and Girondins at the future headquarters of the Jacobin Club. However, at this time, they did not have as big differences as they would later, and they were still happily discussing France.
future.
An Ning himself also ran to the future Girondists' territory to get close to them, and then saw Mably's nephew there. This young man inherited Mably's mantle and promoted the rudimentary form of **** in the club.
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Paris at this time was a melting pot. All thoughts about the future of France were gathered here, and people passionately debated where France should be taken.
Then An Ning discovered that no one had thought of the path that the trousers would force France onto in the future.
At this time, almost everyone - no matter what views and doctrines they held - believed that France's future would be towards a constitutional monarchy.
In other words, for France at this time, revolution was also an unimagined path.
As a P Club gamer, An Ning's restless soul is ready to move again.
If he could click on a national policy at this time, he would definitely click on the button called "Unimagined Road".
However, it is a pity that An Ning does not have such a powerful system. His system can only make him a super soldier on the battlefield and serve as a "translation konjac" (Doraemon's famous prop).
One day in April, An Ning was at home reading the morning newspaper that Fanny had bought - well, not all the morning newspapers, but also yesterday's evening paper. Anyway, every morning Fanny would buy back all the newspapers that were not in An Ning's study - using
Peaceful officer allowance.
Suddenly, Mara's voice came from outside the house: "Andy! Something's wrong! Something big has happened!"
Andy stood up in confusion, opened the window and looked outside: "What's wrong?"
Mara: "Didn't you say that hungry people are like a big powder keg? It exploded!"
An Ning was shocked: "What? I didn't hear the sound of the cannon?"
He thought the storming of the Bastille had happened in advance.
However, the Bastille is a fortress after all, and it is difficult to conquer without cannons.
Mara was confused by An Ning's reaction: "What gunfire? What are you talking about?"
An Ning: "Uh...so the Bastille is still fine?"
"What are you talking about?" Marat frowned, and his ugly face became even more ugly. "It is indeed the Bastille!"
An Ning was shocked: "Is it true? The prison has been captured?"
I still want to punch in! Please return my punch in!
"No, there was a riot in the suburb of Saint-Antoine next to the prison."
An Ning: "Ah? What the hell?"
But after knowing that the Bastille was not captured, An Ning breathed a sigh of relief.
Marla continued: "I don't know the specifics. It seems that the owner of a wallpaper factory refused to give the workers a salary increase, and then the workers rebelled!"
An Ning remembered that this boss was also a celebrity. He had a famous saying: "No worker is worth 15 sous!"
Now you can't even buy half a baguette for 15 cents. This boss is looking for death. At this time, he wants to be tough with the workers. In the end, he can only choose the street lamp style he likes.
Today should be just a prologue. After the news spread, more angry workers stormed the boss's residence and looted everything he owned.
An Ning immediately decided to get dressed and go to the scene to watch the excitement.
This is the prelude to the French Revolution! How can you not check in?
An Ning had forgotten about this. After all, it had been nine years, which was a bit long. Otherwise, he would have clocked in from the very beginning to witness the whole process.
An Ning's current mentality is completely like that of visiting a theme park. Anyway, with the help of plug-ins, it is more difficult for him to die, so as a history enthusiast and P club player, of course he has to check in for this kind of thing.
Mara was still outside urging: "Hurry up! We have to rush to the scene to report as soon as possible. This matter is destined to become the front page of my newspaper."
An Ning was getting dressed when Fanny came in with two sets of formal coats: "Are you going to wear military uniform or casual clothes?"
An Ning thought about it and felt that it would not be good to wear a military uniform and swagger through the market during such a riot, as it would easily become a target of fire.
An Ning: "Thank you in casual clothes."
Fanny immediately hung the military uniform on the clothes rack nearby and quickly started to help An Ning put on casual clothes.
Ten minutes later, An Ning got dressed and went downstairs. Mara had already hired a carriage.
"Quick! Let's go!"
An Ning got into the carriage and sat across from the horse.
The horse immediately knocked on the front window of the carriage and told the driver to move quickly.
The carriage started, An Ning looked out of the window and saw Fanny standing on the roadside watching him leave.
Mara: "The maid the Duke gave you was really well-behaved, and she even watched you leave."
An Ning: "So how do you know something happened in the Saint-Antoine area? You don't live there, do you?"
"Of course, the security over there is a little bit bad." Mara shook his ugly head that looked like a certain horse boss, "I have my own news channel! What do you think it is?"
An Ning: "I guess it's the newsboy selling newspapers."
Mara looked shocked: "How did you know?"
An Ning: "It's a very simple logical reasoning. You are a reporter now and need first-hand news from all over the world. No one is more familiar with everything in this city than the newsboys who walk around the streets. You just need to tell the children and bring the latest first-hand news."
You can get five sous coins for first-hand information, and they will continuously bring you the latest news."
After An Ning finished speaking, he showed a proud expression, as if the great insight just came from his brain. However, in fact, it was not the case. He just used Holmes's statement.
In Sherlock Holmes's stories, he often used newsboys and other younger children on the street to collect intelligence. Later, this became the iconic method of British detectives, and almost every great detective created by British writers used this trick.
It is said that this routine indirectly inspired Gosho Aoyama to draw Detective Conan - a story with the children around the detective as the protagonist.
Mara looked at An Ning in surprise: "That's absolutely right! Oh my God, you are smarter than I thought. You are indeed a genius who learned the language of the entire Europe after a trip to Brienne."
Yes, An Ning now told her friends that her Italian, Spanish and Latin were all taught by priests at Briena Military Academy.
An Ning had a premonition. He felt that Briena Military Academy would become as versatile as Hawaii in Conan sooner or later in his own story.
From now on, An Ning will show off any new skills that shock everyone. They can all say that they "learned them at the Brienne Military Academy."
While An Ning was chatting with Mara, the carriage was speeding through the streets of Paris.
Suddenly, the coachman shouted: "Hey!"
An Ning looked out the window in confusion and saw a group of Paris police officers driving in along the street.
Mara was also looking outside: "The police are dispatched... Damn it, why did they dispatch so fast?"
An Ning: "Maybe it's because the three-level parliament is about to be convened, and the Paris police are nervous."
At this time, a policeman came over and said to the driver of the carriage: "Coachman! Tell the gentlemen inside that Saint-Antoine is not a suitable place for an outing today."
Mara opened the door and got out of the car: "No! What I want to go to is Antomai District. You are closing the road now, but it means we are going to the right place!"
An Ning also jumped out of the car and showed his officer insignia to the police. When he was not wearing military uniform, he used this insignia to prove his military status.
An Ning: "Don't worry, as long as I follow this gentleman, his safety will not be a problem."
The policemen looked at each other in confusion. The policeman who first spoke shook his head and said, "We didn't receive any news about the troops being dispatched?"
An Ning: "I came here in my personal capacity with my friend. You may not know him, but he is the reporter Marat from "Friends of the People"!"
Mara: "I am the editor-in-chief! The editor-in-chief!"
An Ning: "Oh, okay, editor-in-chief."
The policeman thought for a moment and waved his hand: "Okay, you go ahead. It's none of my business if you die anyway."
Mara said "thank you" and ran past the reporters toward the center of the commotion, followed closely by An Ning.
Turning a corner, An Ning saw something familiar hanging on the street lamp.
——Wait a minute, I was just kidding when I said you should choose a street lamp style you like!
An Ning opened her mouth wide and looked at the toy floating in the wind.
——No, I don’t remember this happening?
Is this also a detailed difference between the two time and space?
Just then An Ning heard the sound of horse hooves.
He turned his head and saw a small group of cuirassiers appearing at the end of the road. The cavalry lined up in horizontal lines, like a huge wave, rushing along the street towards the workers who were still moving things from the factory.
An Ning grabbed Ma Ma, who wanted to continue approaching the scene, and dragged him into the gap between the building next to the building. The two squeezed together and looked outside.
The cavalry rumbled over and crashed into the unprepared crowd with thunderous momentum.
An Ning was heartbroken when she saw an unlucky guy stabbed with a spear.
The knight threw away his spear and drew his saber.
The workers who had been shouting "Hang him" feverishly just now fled in all directions, and there were screams everywhere.
This legal revolution in time and space began with a cavalry charge.
The bloody hoofs of the cavalrymen left a mark on the historical scrolls.