Seeing that the king had fled, the royal ceremonial officer also quickly turned around and fled.
The delegates once again completely occupied the Royal Chamber.
An Ning saw that there was no danger of history being derailed, so he hurriedly sat down.
After the meeting, he was thinking about one question: Damn it, I have replaced the first two Mirabeau scripts that were supposed to be written. Will I take Mirabeau's scripts in the future?
Mirabeau died of illness during the revolution, so he encountered the treatment of moving his grave. If he had been healthy and had not died of illness, he would have been guillotined. Once his relationship with the royal family was exposed, he would have been guillotined.
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It's not a good idea to take his script!
You have to stay away from Mirabeau from now on.
And An Ning is vaguely doubting whether he has any special ability to absorb luck. As long as he is present, those things that others should pretend to be will become him...
He originally just came here to catch fish, but suddenly he became an opinion leader. He even contradicted the king and shouted harsh words to the king, "Use bayonets against us."
If Louis 161 had a sudden fever and actually ordered bayonets to be used to disperse the delegates, wouldn’t I be the first to bear the brunt?
He was captured and imprisoned in the Bastille to gain enlightenment, right?
Fortunately, the locksmith king was as weak as An Ning knew and could not be tough.
As long as the king is tougher...
An Ning shook off this thought. Anyway, the matter was over and he was not arrested, so there was no need to think about it.
At this moment, An Ning suddenly saw Christina appearing at the side door of the hall, gesturing desperately to An Ning.
An Ning stood up in confusion.
Sieyès thought he was going to speak, so he stopped talking and asked: "Mr. Frost, do you have anything to say?"
An Ning awkwardly made an excuse: "I... want to pee."
Everyone roared with laughter.
Sieyès tried his best to keep his face straight: "Then... go back quickly."
An Ning immediately ran away and left the hall through the small door.
Christina was already waiting for him outside. As soon as she saw him, the girl rushed up and held his hand: "Why are you still sitting in the room! Run! The queen was very angry just now. She asked the king to be tough and take the lead.
I'll take you to the Bastille!"
An Ning was shocked: "Really?"
"Really, I heard it clearly from the side! Then I immediately found an excuse and came to inform you!"
An Ning: "What did the king say? Agree?"
"No, the king said that if he wanted to arrest someone, he had to go through the Supreme Court. The nobles would not agree to him arresting a representative. But the queen immediately said that he could cooperate with the conservative nobles..."
An Ning breathed a sigh of relief and patted Christina on the shoulder: "Come on, don't worry. Even the conservative nobles want to formulate a constitution to limit the royal power. Limiting the royal power is the consensus of all levels. The king can't find a collaborator.
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Christina still looked worried, so An Ning urged: "You can't leave your post for too long, right? Go back quickly."
The young girl - no, it's not "little" anymore, it should be called the young woman - the young woman stared at Andy's face for a few seconds, and then said solemnly: "If I suddenly send you news, I want you to run away.
, then you must run immediately."
An Ning nodded: "I will."
But Christina looked unconvinced: "I'll take it seriously."
No, it's true... What does it mean to listen seriously?
Christina sighed: "Hey, it's not that I can't understand you. After all, you look forward to parliament and change so much..."
No, no, no, you are wrong. What I am looking forward to is the opening of the famous scene. Why do you make it sound like I am an activist of GM?
Christina continued: "After all, you have the whole of France in your heart..."
Miss, you are getting more and more outrageous! Why do you sound like I am a Frenchman who is worried about the country and the people?
I'm not, I'm Chinese, a history enthusiast, and a lover of P Club games, that's all!
Christina shook her head: "Forget it, that's it."
What's the matter? Please explain clearly! I'll tell you that you have a big misunderstanding, okay?
Just before An Ning was about to do something to reverse Christina's misconception, she turned around and left.
An Ning watched her figure disappear into the distance.
He scratched his head, turned back to the hall, found a chair at the edge of the venue and sat down, watching the representatives discuss the motion passionately.
**
Over the next few days, the meetings at Versailles were temporarily quiet.
Two days after the public siege of the king, sixty representatives of the nobility joined the meeting.
Another day passed and more nobles and clergy joined the council.
Finally, at the end of June, the king gave in and ordered all remaining representatives to join the National Assembly.
In this way, the National Assembly had representatives from all three levels and officially became a legal legislative body.
From this day on, the Parliament began to discuss the basic principles for formulating a constitution.
Many people seem to think that this is the end of the matter and that France will embark on the road to constitutional monarchy.
That night, An Ning came back from the Palace of Versailles and saw Fanny disinfecting her arms with wine.
An Ning was shocked: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing. I was involved in a commotion when I went out to buy things. I saw that you used wine to clean the wound last time and it seemed to be effective, so I will follow the same example."
An Ning hurried forward to check Fanny's wound. After confirming that it was only a minor injury, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked casually: "Is the situation on the street bad?"
"It's terrible. Someone robbed the bakery today. The police were arresting people all over the street. If they were caught, they would whip them."
Fanny raised her head and looked at An Ning: "Mr. Frost, after the constitution is formulated, will all this stop?"
An Ning shook his head: "Don't be stupid, the constitution cannot replace bread."
"Then when will all this end?"
An Ning: "Autumn is the time of harvest."
Yes, in history, this crisis that started in 1788 only got better after the great grain harvest in 1789.
However, due to the coincidence of timing, everyone had the illusion that the price of bread would be reduced after the constitution was enacted.
Fanny looked at An Ning in surprise: "Do you need to rely on a good harvest to alleviate the problem? Then what you are doing will be useless..."
How could it be useless? This would transform the whole of France and be the beginning of great progress for all mankind.
But I can't tell Fanny this, after all, I am making an evaluation from the perspective of future generations.
An Ning: "There will be a lot of chaos on the streets recently. If possible, try not to go out."
Fanny shook her head: "No, how can I buy necessary things for my home if I don't go out? I still have to take care of you."
An Ning: "Just take the food from the Duke's Mansion. There is no need to replenish other expenses for the time being. It's better to pay attention to safety during this period."
Seeing that she couldn't resist An Ning, Fanny had no choice but to nod in agreement.
An Ning breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look out the window. At this time, night was gradually covering the entire Palace Royal and the surrounding neighborhoods.
**
This evening, Versailles Palace, Louis XVI's bedroom.
Louis XVI, who looked depressed, finally couldn't bear Mary's repeated requests and sighed.
"I will sign the order for the Royal Swiss Mercenary Corps to be stationed at Versailles."
Queen Mary was overjoyed: "You finally agreed! Yes, since they want bayonets, then give them bayonets!"
Louis XVI pursed his lips: "I have to think about it again... maybe when they see the legions stationed in Versailles, they will retreat."
Mary begged: "We can no longer hesitate, we must use thunderous means!"
Louis XVI was silent.
Mary continued to plead: "My dear! You are the king of this country! But they dare to talk to you like that! If this continues, the royal family will have no prestige!"
"You keep giving in, but they want more!
"No more concessions! You have seen the results of concessions!
"It's time to let them know that you are still their king!"
Finally, Louis XVI sighed, then put away the fatigue on his face and put on a serious, tough expression: "Maybe you are right, it's time to be a little tougher."