That night, An Ning had just returned to his residence near the Royal Palace when he saw Fanny standing at the door with a worried look on her face, waiting for him.
She kept staring at the carriage An Ning was sitting in. When the carriage stopped and An Ning got out of the car, the maid breathed a sigh of relief.
An Ning: "What's wrong?"
"In the afternoon, news came that His Majesty the King might want to arrest all the representatives. Rumors also said that the Guards had been relieved of their duties and that the palace was now guarded by Swiss mercenaries."
An Ning: "Yes, His Majesty the King mobilized more than 20,000 Swiss mercenaries, but they did not take over the defense of the Royal Palace. It seems that the Swiss soldiers were mainly mobilized to deal with the National Assembly. The Royal Guards are still responsible for the defense of the Royal Palace.
"
Fanny: "Isn't the situation very dangerous now? Why don't you stop going to the meeting starting tomorrow?"
An Ning shook his head: "How could you not go? If we don't go to the meeting, it will play into the Queen's hands. The more times like this, the less likely we are to show weakness."
"Isn't there any danger? Today someone is spreading the news that you have been captured by the King's Swiss Legion."
"Didn't I come back well?" An Ning said.
"But today in the square near the Royal Palace, someone is calling on everyone to take action to save the representatives with practical actions..."
An Ning curled his lips. The message Fanny gave him obviously showed that the whole situation was gradually heading towards the final explosion.
As long as the king does a few more things that will irritate the Parisians, the volcano will be ignited by him himself.
An Ning's attitude towards this is: Come on, Your Majesty, commit suicide! If you don't light this volcano, history will change!
Come on, Your Majesty!
But An Ning couldn't show this attitude of fearing that the world would be in chaos. He had to pretend to be worried: "The situation is not that bad now. Trust me, Fanny, don't worry too much."
Fanny nodded. At this moment, a newsboy ran over waving a newspaper: "Sir, look at the latest extra number! The representatives are surrounded by the Swiss Army, and the National Assembly is in danger!"
An Ning thought, what the hell, I am a member of the National Assembly. Although the representatives were indeed surrounded by Swiss soldiers, the meeting process was not affected at all, and their personal freedom was not threatened. Don't make it sound as if the representatives had been detained by the king.
Same.
Seeing that An Ning didn't show much interest, the newsboy added: "Sir, look, the constitution is in danger!"
An Ning vaguely felt that the child would not leave unless she bought a share, so she took out a few sou coins and said, "Give me a share."
"Okay, take it, you!"
The newsboy happily accepted the coin and stuffed the newspaper into An Ning's hand.
An Ning unfolded the newspaper and looked at the front page. A line of large characters suddenly came into view: "Danger! The results achieved so far may be ruined!"
If you look closely, you will see that the entire article on the front page is exaggerating anxiety. Facts have proved that the media of any era will sell anxiety.
At the end of the article, the author signed "Irene" raised her arms and shouted: "Citizens, take action to save the future of France!"
Fanny stood nearby, stretched her head and read the article, then said: "Mr. Frost, you said just now that the situation is not that dangerous."
"Well, it's not that dangerous. I personally feel that His Majesty the King has not made up his mind to use bayonet against the National Assembly. In fact, I don't think he has the courage. He is just a locksmith."
But it won't be possible if Queen Mary blows her pillow for a few more days.
The top priority is to prevent the king from making up his mind to clear the area by force.
The other side of this task has historically been accomplished by the people of Paris.
An Ning: "Okay, don't worry about the situation. I'm hungry. Is dinner ready?"
Fanny: "I'm ready and waiting for you to come back. Do you want to eat now?"
"Yes, I want to eat now." An Ning walked towards the house where she lived.
In the Plaza Royale next to the house, citizens gathered together were reading the anxiety-mongering note just now.
**
The next day, An Ning took a carriage to the Palace of Versailles to attend the National Assembly as usual. When he arrived at the Palace of Versailles, he found that a large number of people gathered in front of the gate of the Palace of Versailles. Many people even climbed over the palace wall and entered the royal lawn.
As soon as An Ning got out of the car, everyone cheered for him.
"Mr. Representative, we support you!"
An Ning waved to everyone, then walked through the crowd and entered the imperial conference hall.
Danton came up to us: "They shout this to everyone. This is due to the call yesterday. Now everyone in the city feels that the representatives are going to be captured by the Swiss Army."
An Ning shrugged and asked Mirabeau: "What is our topic today?"
"Mr. Necker will come today," Mirabeau replied, "and we will persuade him to deliver a message to His Majesty the King for us to withdraw his troops."
At this time someone shouted: "Mr. Necker is here!"
Everyone turned their heads together.
Louis XVI's financial director walked into the conference hall: "Everyone, I received your letter, so what are you doing after calling me here?"
Mirabeau: "Mr. Necker! Please send a message to the king for us and ask him to withdraw the Swiss Army!"
Necker showed a hesitant expression: "I...this...well, I will try my best to convey it, but everyone, this time the king's determination is not trivial, he seems to have decided to take thunderous measures.
"If I were you, I would not come to the Palace of Versailles for the time being to hold meetings, so as not to be thrown into the Bastille later."
Danton suddenly laughed and said: "Okay! Let the king throw me into the Bastille! Voltaire also went to the Bastille. For those of us, being in the Bastille is a medal and a chance to blow the wind."
A lifetime of achievement!”
Other representatives also shouted: "That's right!"
"That's it!"
"Let him catch us! I have long wanted to go to the Bastille to be gilded!"
Necker looked at the booing representatives with a speechless face: "Okay, okay... So do you need me to convey this truthfully? Just say that you are eager to be arrested in the Bastille? Gentlemen, calm down, Bastille
Prison is not a gentle place."
Mirabeau: "Just tell him that! Let's see if he has the guts to send us, the chosen ones, to the Bastille!"
Just as Necker was about to say something, a neat volley of gunfire suddenly came from outside the hall.
Then the Parisians outside the hall screamed.
The representatives in the hall were stunned. Some representatives who were close to the window lay on the window and looked out, and then exclaimed: "The Swiss Army opened fire on those who supported us!"
Danton rushed out of the hall first and yelled at the Swiss Legion outside: "What are you doing! How can you shoot at unarmed people?"
The Swiss officer guarding the door said categorically: "We didn't fire on anyone, we just shot intimidation, but the accuracy of the muskets is terrible, so a few unlucky guys may have been shot."
Before the officer finished speaking, someone screamed from outside: "They killed Henry from the tailor shop! Oh my god, the clothes I'm wearing were made by old Henry!"
"The king is going to massacre us!"
"Fight them!"
People shouted, and the noise of hand-to-hand fighting came from the window of the Royal Chamber. It was obvious that the crowd was attacking the Swiss Army.
Robespierre jumped onto the window sill of the conference hall, stood on the window sill and shouted to the people outside: "Everyone! Don't be impulsive! It was just a threatening shot! Send the unlucky guy who was shot to the doctor quickly! Maybe he can still
Help!
"We are preparing to talk to the king, and let Mr. Necker, the beloved financial director, express our will on our behalf!
"Mr. Necker is here, in the council chamber! He will convey our demands to the king!"
Robespierre's speech was clear and sonorous.
The commotion outside gradually subsided, and then Robespierre turned to look at Necker: "Sir, please go to His Majesty the King as soon as possible, before everything becomes too late!"
**
"I refuse!" Louis XVI said firmly with his hands behind his back, "I have made the biggest concession! If it were my grandfather's grandfather, they would have all been beheaded!"
Necker: "The delegates are afraid of the Swiss Legion..."
Louis XVI was overjoyed: "Are they afraid?"
Necker was stunned: "Uh... at least I'm worried."
Louis XVI clenched his fists with both hands and made a "yes" gesture: "Okay, great! They are right to be afraid! Sure enough, Mary's suggestion is right!"
Necker was unfazed by Louis XVI's actions: "Well... the representatives asked me to convey..."
"I asked you to convey it! You are here? You are my financial director! Not theirs!" Louis XVI waved his fist and muttered "I want to be tough" before continuing, "If
You insist on siding with the parliament! Then I will have no choice but to remove you from your post!"
Necker looked depressed. He didn't know why the king, who had always behaved like a good old man, was so determined today.
He: "Then just get rid of me. Anyway, I can't solve your financial crisis."
Louis XVI thought for a while and waved his hand: "Okay! You are dismissed, Necker! This is what you asked for!"