"Why is this happening? Where did this demon come from? Is this the evil ghost who came out of hell? The glory of the empire has been trampled on to this stage, are you all idiots......"

In the midst of the scolding, only a bang was heard, and the largest mercury mirror in the Hall of Mirrors of Versailles was shattered, and there were tumbling glass ballasts all over the place.

This most famous palace in French history has never encountered such a catastrophe since its completion, since Xiao Letian entered Europe, three famous paintings have been destroyed, six glass windows have been smashed, ten tall mercury mirrors have become a piece of debris, as for those knick-knacks, even the guard officers do not know how many sets have been replaced.

The most unfortunate of all was the porcelain from China, and countless Song, Yuan, and Ming and Qing porcelains were all smashed, for the reason that the source of the wrath of only one emperor came from China.

Napoleon III was not a qualified politician, he was essentially a warlord, a lucky man, a conspirator, and his ascension to the throne was not only due to ruthlessness and deceit, but also to luck and the prestige left to him by his uncle Napoleon I.

War maniacs like this are always irritable and irritable, as was the case in the Franco-Prussian War, when Napoleon III was provoked by the misty of Bismarck and chose to declare war on his own initiative.

Napoleon III has always thought highly of himself, not only because of arrogance, but also because the French army in the southern and northern wars of these years has really long face, and almost never lost a single battle. From the Italian Wars of Religion to the Crimean War, and then the expedition against the Qing Dynasty, Napoleon III maintained his rule with victory after victory.

But today, a group of backward barbarians from the East, a group of defeated generals have trampled on the national dignity of France to this point, and a young political rookie, a typical chick, can actually drive an empire to a dead end, which makes His Majesty the Emperor not angry.

"Look at these newspapers, see how they attack us, what the hell are you idiots doing every day, answer me, who gave the order to attack the newspapers all over Europe? Who gave the ......order?"

The emperor was roaring, and the dozen or so people standing in front of him were the top leaders of the French intelligence services, and Sharif, who had betrayed his friends, was also standing behind the ranks.

Everyone's foreheads were sweating, they were trembling vigorously, no one wanted to be a bird, no one wanted to be scolded by His Majesty, but someone had to answer the question, but the big guys in front of them all turned their eyes to Sharif, the unlucky guy with the lowest level.

Sharif scolded in his heart, when this group of old foxes had benefits, they robbed more fiercely than anyone else, and they wouldn't share a mouthful of soup with others, and when they reached the top of the tank, they all shrunk.

But there is no way, who makes himself the lowest rank here? If it weren't for the whole thing to do with that group of damned Chinese, an officer with the rank of lieutenant colonel would not be qualified to meet the emperor's majesty at all.

"陛xià...... We didn't do this...... "Sharif swallowed hard, "I swear to you, the French intelligence services never ordered an attack on the newspaper, and we can't be so unwise even if we are stupid......"

"Then you sue me, what's going on? The Austrian side has made it clear that it didn't do anything, who did it?" His Majesty the Emperor was like an angry bull, snorting and panting.

Sharif was very embarrassed, the emperor's question was also a question they wanted to figure out, he and these high-ranking officials with fat brains had conducted many analyses, but to no avail, except for a strong pressure on his subordinates, it was simply helpless.

Several times Sharif proposed to release Pierre, but was opposed by everyone, although everyone admits that Pierre is very talented, but everyone needs him to carry the blame, the sin of the previous mission failure is easily pushed away, how can it be possible to make up for it?

"Your Majesty, we have been working hard, we will send more people......"

"Hahaha, it's been six days since the attack began, and you've been saying work hard, but what I want is the result... The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has received consultation letters from countless countries, and they look very polite at the glance, but they are suspicious of us in and out of their words......"

"Who did it? It can't be Bismarck and Xiao Lotian who did it?" the Emperor roared angrily.

"Well, it's possible that you're talking about it, maybe it's really those Chinese who want to discredit us in France......" Sharif didn't finish his sentence when an inkwell grazed his head and flew over.

"Idiots... Are you insulting my intelligence? Where did a bunch of Asian yellow-skinned monkeys have the guts to attack newspapers all over Europe? If the matter is revealed, they will be torn apart by the angry populace of all over Europe......

Several high-ranking officials standing in front of Sharif hurriedly followed the words of His Majesty the Emperor and said, "Sharif... Don't talk nonsense in front of Your Majesty, it's too late for Bismarck and Xiao Lotian to compliment these newspapers, how could they do such a stupid thing......"

"Your Majesty, things are not so strict at all, the competition between countries still depends on real strength, we France will always be a world-class power, and a weak state like Prussia is not an opponent at all, if it weren't for the public law of all nations and the thin side of the Habsburgs, our army would have leveled them a long time ago......"

A group of people surrounded Napoleon III and slapped the sycophants, leaving Sharif alone in the corner, and the emperor's complexion gradually improved in the sound of sycophants.

Three days, the emperor gave these intelligence officers only three days to solve the case, and when the group walked out of Versailles, a group of high-ranking officials said to Sharif indifferently.

"You have heard the deadline of Your Majesty, three days is enough time for you to be busy, if there is still no answer in the end, I think you know the consequences. With that, the old fellows walked away, leaving Sharif standing in place, stunned, and he missed his friend Pierre immensely.

Meanwhile, off the coast of the southern French city of Marseille, on a limestone island, there is a quaint castle called Château d'If, where Pierre, a fanatical suitor, is locked in a solitary dungeon.

The name of Château d'If is still unfamiliar to people of this era, but if you tell you that the castle prison built on an isolated island is the prototype of the sea prison in the world-famous book "The Count of Monte Cristo", it is estimated that people will suddenly understand.

The 'lucky' Pierre is locked up here, the same single dungeon, the same loneliness.

"What will these Chinese do? How will they face the retaliation of the Emperor Xià after they escape from the French border?

Intelligence analysis is his job, but also his talent and specialty, and in this damn prison, if he doesn't find something to do for himself, he's going crazy.

"Intelligence, I need more intelligence, without the support of new intelligence, all my analysis is hypothesis, all delusion...... No, no, no, I'm going to hold on, I'm a genius, I'm going to be able to find out the truth from the clues......"

Pierre seems to be schizophrenic, he talks to himself and plays two different roles, one to cheer himself up and the other to discourage himself, the two Pierre are constantly arguing, even arguing about whether to have red wine or white wine for lunch today, in fact, he only has half a glass of water on the table.

"Go back to the roots, I want to go back to the roots...... How Xiao Lotian will respond to France's retaliation depends first on the purpose of his visit to Europe, and how much ...... he wants from Europe."

"Let me recall the information I read in East Asia before, isn't Xiao Lotian going to build a special industrial zone now? Isn't he going to vigorously develop the Ryukyu Kingdom? And he also sent an officer corps to Prussia before......

"Wait, why did he send the officer corps to Prussia? Why wasn't it the more powerful Britain and France? Could it be that his purpose was for the upcoming Prussian war? Hahaha, that's right, all you want is to go to war......

"Cheers," Pierre took up half a glass of water and drank it as if it were the most delicious wine, and then he fell back into an almost hysterical intelligence analysis.

We have to admit that there really is a genius in this world, as if Fang Guan was born a soprano, and Pierre was born an intelligence analyst. In the dense words and letters on the stone wall, clues that are difficult for ordinary people to find are connected, and the true purpose of Xiao Letian's visit to Europe has gradually emerged.

"This is a man who is very good at seizing historical opportunities, he secretly sent the officer corps to Prussia for training, and then smuggled in himself, what does this mean? This shows that Xiao Lotian is extremely optimistic about the future of Prussia, as if he knows that Prussia will win in the future......

"Where did he get his confidence? On what basis did he think that Prussia would win? And why would Prussia accept him? All the information did not show that Prussia had plans for diplomacy with China?"

"Interests, only interests, Xiao Lotian must have provided Prussia with a condition that cannot be refused, I am sure it must be a huge amount of money, now Prussia has squeezed out the last copper plate of the country, and they have exhausted the extreme of military force......"

"Hahaha......" Pierre laughed maniacally and threw away the stone in his hand, looking at the lettering on a stone wall with relief, convinced that he had the answer.

Xiao Lotian helped Prussia to dominate, and Prussia should have given Xiao Lotian back industry, technology, education and even prestige...... That's right, Prussia will help Xiao Letian establish a high reputation, and let him rise from a magnificent East Asian politician to a world-class political star......"

"Woooooooooo......oo It's a pity that I can't see that picture anymore, I will never see my beloved woman again......" Pierre crouched in the corner and wept sadly, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the iron door, and then the small window on the door was opened, revealing a pair of strange eyes.

"Poor fellow, you actually cried, now you have a chance in front of you, as long as you seize it, you can immediately ...... hell on earth"

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