An Ning: "What is the commander of the Guards doing? The people are armed. Isn't it because they are seeking death if they open fire?"
As he spoke, he came to the window and looked out at the courtyard.
As a result, he saw the crowd tearing down the walls of the Palace of Versailles and pouring into the royal courtyard.
The Guards tried to stop them, but were disarmed by the angry crowd.
An Ning also saw that the Guards officer who had just been arrogant to him had his body pierced with a pitchfork and was held high like a flag.
An Ning immediately stuck out his head and shouted to his troops in the courtyard: "Don't block the crowd, just move back and block the building door!"
He was afraid that his small army of two hundred people would be evaporated by the influx of people.
After saying that, he took back his body and saw Queen Mary staring at him angrily: "You should ask your troops to do something!"
An Ning: "Your Royal Highness, are you crazy? The Guards were instantly washed away like a sand dam in front of a huge wave. What can I, two hundred people, do?
"The only one who could stop the crowd was the Army of Flanders, but the Army retreated to its base!"
The queen turned to Louis XVI and said: "Let the legion now..."
Before the queen finished speaking, a gunshot was heard outside, and then the glass in the room shattered, and the broken glass fell to the floor with a crash.
The queen screamed in fright.
An Ning: "Your Majesty the Queen! It's too late, let's face reality!"
But the queen did not face reality. She shouted at Louis XVI: "Look! It's all because of you that you keep giving in! These people are not even afraid of the Royal Guards. These are no longer ordinary people. They must be
Punch hard!"
An Ning: "People are very hungry, and hunger will make people take risks."
At this time, the sky outside was already lit up like daylight by the torches in the hands of the people.
"Where is His Majesty the King!" someone started shouting.
Immediately countless people responded: "Where is your Majesty?"
"Let His Majesty come out and talk to us!"
An Ning turned to look at Louis XVI: "The people are calling you."
The corners of Louis XVI's mouth trembled slightly and he looked down at the ground.
An Ning reminded again: "The people are calling you! Don't let things become irreversible. I was at the scene during the Bastille and saw with my own eyes what the angry people did to the Marquis Delaunay.
"By the time people lose their minds, it will be too late."
Louis XVI raised his eyes and looked at An Ning: "Are you threatening me?"
"I'm stating the facts to you." An Ning said categorically, "When the crowd gets out of control, I'm afraid not only you, but everyone in the Palace of Versailles will suffer, and even me. Your Majesty, go to the terrace and wave to the crowd.
good."
Louis XVI glanced at Queen Mary, pursed his lips and nodded, then moved reluctantly towards the door leading to the terrace.
The structure of the Palace of Versailles is like this. There is a row of small terraces on the second floor of the palace, and each room can be assigned one.
The terrace is more like a large window sill than a balcony. The space is very small and can only accommodate one or two people.
The guard opened the door to the terrace for Louis XVI. He stood out and looked at the crowd holding torches below.
The crowd not only held torches, but also rifles, and countless muskets were pointed at Louis XVI.
If the people were determined to change their king, Louis XVI would donate a volley of guns.
If that happens, the happiest person is probably the Duke of Orleans. He can be crowned King of France in a grand manner according to the order of succession.
Of course, it is also possible that his son would be crowned, and then the Duke himself would serve as regent.
Louis XVI was a little timid when faced with the guns of the people, and he looked as if he was a head shorter.
An Ning: "Wave, Your Majesty."
Louis XVI mechanically raised his right hand and waved it gently.
An Ning: "Speak, the people don't know who you are, most of them have never seen you."
Louis XVI put down his hand and cleared his throat awkwardly: "Uh, hello everyone! I am your king."
"It's His Majesty the King!"
"It's your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, we have no more bread!"
Louis XVI: "Well... I know you have no bread, and I will sign a decree asking them to guarantee a supply of bread. I mean, asking the nobles.
"Soon you will have bread, and everyone will have bread!"
An Ning: "There is also cake."
Louis XVI: "And cake! Are you sure you want me to say this?"
"You don't have to say it, but it will make you look more humorous."
At this time, the people gradually put down their raised muskets.
Louis XVI breathed a sigh of relief and mustered up more courage and said: "Everyone, I already know your demands! I will sign the August Decree and the Declaration of Human Rights, tonight. You go back to Paris.
, go back and sleep well, there will be bread tomorrow!”
"We won't go back!" someone in the crowd shouted, "unless you go back with us!"
"Yes! Go back to Paris!"
"You should be with your subjects!"
Louis XVI was in trouble, he turned his head and glanced at An Ning.
An Ning: "If you ask me, you should go to Paris. Anyway, you are living in a palace. There is not much difference between living in Versailles and Tuileries Palace, right?"
Louis XVI hesitated, then left the terrace as if running away and ran back into the house.
The people immediately started shouting: "Your Majesty has gone to find that Austrian bitch!"
"Bring that Austrian bitch out!"
"The Austrian bitches won't run away!"
The angry people once again raised their guns and began to shout in unison, "Let the queen come out!" "Let the Austrian bitches come out!"
An Ning stepped back from the terrace door, turned to the queen and said, "The crowd is calling you."
"No!" Queen Mary refused flatly, "They will shoot me!"
An Ning: "They won't know how yet. I can stand with you. If they shoot, let them kill me too."
Queen Mary took a deep breath, closed her eyes and took several deep breaths in succession.
Her skin is indeed beautiful, but it's a pity that today she has a hair style that looks like an afro. This hairstyle seems to be very popular in this era. In An Ning's impression, all ladies have afros.
Maybe it’s because under the current level of productivity, it’s more difficult and expensive to maintain an afro?
Finally, the queen opened her eyes and glanced at An Ning: "No, I will never stand on the terrace with a cobbler's son."
An Ning frowned and suddenly had the urge to slap this bitch.
What the hell, can’t you read the current situation?
An Ning suppressed his impulse: "Okay, please do as you please."
The queen held her skirt in both hands and walked to the terrace.
When she walked out of the terrace, people were shouting "Get out of that Austrian bitch."
After seeing her appearance, the crowd became quiet, but they did not put down their rifles.
Queen Mary couldn't help but swallowed as she faced the black mass of gun muzzles below.
Then she said: "I am your queen, that Austrian bitch."
Then, before the crowd could react, the queen held up her skirt with both hands and curtsied to them.
"Long live France!" she said.
The people gradually put down their raised rifles.
I don’t know who started it: “Long live the royal family!”
Then there was a mixed cheer of "Long live the royal family".
Queen Mary turned around and entered the room, put on a arrogant expression, and looked at An Ning provocatively: "It's done!"
An Ning could only curl her lips: "You did a good job."
Then the queen turned to Louis XVI: "We should leave Versailles immediately and live in the Fortress of Verdun. This way these civilians can't threaten us! Or we can flee directly to Austria. I just miss Schönbrunn Palace now.
Big garden!”
Louis XVI frowned: "I am a king, not a deserter. Now that I run away, what will the people think of me?"
"Aren't you leaving? Okay, I'm leaving!" Queen Mary left the study angrily, slamming the door hard when she went out.
An Ning sat back and watched the development of the situation. He had already had enough limelight tonight, so he decided to give the rest of the limelight to Lafayette, who was belatedly arriving.
Mounier took a step forward: "Your Majesty, the queen is gone."
Louis XVI waved his hand and said resignedly: "Let her go!"
Before he finished speaking, the door to the room opened, and Lafayette grabbed the queen's hand and dragged her in.
Then came several of the queen's female guards, including Christina.
When she saw that An Ning was in the room, Christina gave him a wild wink, but An Ning pretended not to notice.
Lafayette: "I saw Her Majesty the Queen walking in a hurry at the back door of the Palace of Versailles. Your Majesty, at this time, you should be by His Majesty's side to accompany him."
While Lafayette was speaking, a major and a group of National Guardsmen poured into the room.
Lafayette saluted Louis XVI: "Your Majesty, I think you have heard the demands of the people. I have made preparations at the Tuileries Palace, and that palace is ready to receive the King of France at any time.
"
Louis XVI took a deep breath, then pointed at Lafayette: "You! And you!"
He pointed to An Ning again.
An Ning: "Ah? I'm here to protect you, the conscience of heaven and earth!"
Lafayette said seriously: "I am also here to escort you, and this is an edict issued by your Majesty yourself."
An Ning: "Yes!"
Louis XVI let out a long sigh and sat down behind the desk, like a deflated ball: "Okay, okay! If you want me to go to the Tuileries Palace, then go. You want my royal power."
, If you want a constitutional monarchy, let’s do it! Bring the bill and the declaration, and I’ll sign it right away.”
Mirabeau and Meunier were both present and beamed with joy, and Lafayette also slightly curved his lips.
At least at this moment, France's constitutional monarchy is complete.
Mounier said excitedly: "The revolution was successful! It can end here!"
Mirabeau rushed to the terrace and shouted to the people below: "His Majesty the King agrees to go to Paris! He agrees to a constitutional monarchy! We have won!"
The people looked at each other and then cheered together.
Gradually, they began to sing a song called "It's going to be okay", and for a while the atmosphere of joy lingered over the Palace of Versailles.