Chapter 299: The Loser Eats Dust
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In the midst of everyone's puzzled eyes, Garion got into Bismarck's carriage.
There are not many luxurious decorations inside, and as the prime minister of the empire, it looks a little simple.
Bismarck, however, didn't care.
"In 1855, at the invitation of Hartsfield, the ambassador to France, I visited Paris in a private capacity to attend the Palace of Versailles' court ball, which welcomed Queen Victoria. I still remember Napoleon III's eyes. ”
Bismarck pointed to his temples and said solemnly, "Disdainful, arrogant eyes." Like a god who looks down on all beings. ”
The old man sitting across from Garion fell into old contemplation, and unbearable memories of the past came flooding back to him. Compared to the arrogance of Napoleon III eleven years earlier, the relationship between France and Prussia has become even more confusing. And all this, Garion has contributed a lot.
"In 1862, three years earlier, after the publication of His Excellency Garion's essay on the German Threat, I personally visited Napoleon III at the Château de Fontainebleau, then ambassador to France, and he asked me: Would King Wilhelm be willing to enter into an alliance with France? At that time I said that Prussia was not against Paris, but that it had no intention of forming an alliance. I admit that I was worried that France and Austria might jointly issue a joint attack on Prussia, which is why I said such things. In fact, Prussia has never forgotten the oppression of France for so many years. ”
Garian nodded, in fact, at that time, in order to ease relations, Napoleon III had already said that he no longer strongly demanded the left bank of the Rhine, Luxembourg, Belgium and the Netherlands, and the Franco-Prussian relationship fell off a cliff after the Battle of Sadova, and Napoleon III, who saw the defeat of Vienna, finally began to panic. The ambassador to Berlin, Benedetti, was also ordered by the diplomatic ambassador Ruiz to make specific demands for cession: to obtain the land of the Palatinate and the Grand Duchy of Hesse in Bavaria on the left bank of the Rhine, from the Landau along the Rhine to the Main, and Luxembourg to abolish its relations with the German Confederation. France will agree to the accession of the German state to the "North German Confederation" by taking Belgium.
Previously, the King of the Netherlands, Prince Orange, had negotiated with Napoleon III, and originally agreed to cede Luxembourg to France for a large amount of compensation, but due to Bismarck's resolute opposition, it could only be terminated. Napoleon III was furious that negotiations came close to failure, so this time France was very tough.
"Isn't Lord Bismarck worried that I will reveal the contents of the conversation to Napoleon III?" ”
"Of course not, for little Napoleon is now immersed in his own plans."
Bismarck seemed to no longer pay attention to Garion in front of him, but only regarded him as a listener, and continued to say to himself, "You see, Paris is a great city, there are the Louvre, the Tuileries, Notre Dame Cathedral, the Île de Sitaire, the Grand Opera, the Bourren Woods, the Parc de Montsourie, the Parc Monceau. Prussia, on the other hand, has always had an unfulfilled wish, when our iron hooves enter the city openly, when the Prussian flag flutters at the Tuileries Palace, and the victor shows off. ”
Before Bismarck could finish speaking, Garion picked up the next sentence.
"The loser eats the dust."
Garion took a deep breath, he saw through the ideas of Bismarck and Napoleon III, one wanted to annex Austria by delaying time by agreement, and the other overestimated his own strength and underestimated the terrible nature of the enemy. Thinking of this, Garion crossed his hands, and he looked seriously at the Imperial Prime Minister in front of him, his eyes were sharp, like a falcon.
"What does Lord Garion's eyes mean?"
Bismarck crossed his legs and said disdainfully, "Do you think Napoleon III had a chance of a great victory?" ”
"Napoleon III will definitely lose, and the final victory belongs to the French people."
Unafraid of the power of the Imperial Prime Minister, Garion said calmly, "Let me tell Your Excellency Bismarck what will happen when your army attacks Paris. The people would overthrow Napoleon III's regime, establish a commune with power for the people, and then reorganize the National Guard, and they would arm every young man, every man in the city, against the Prussian invasion. Build walls in the streets, guns in hand, sing the Marseillaise, you will be greeted only by bullets and death, France will never surrender. ”
Bismarck was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"Hahaha
"I didn't expect you, the guest of Napoleon III, to be a Republican."
"I'm not a Republican."
Bismarck, who had always disdained violent revolution, heard Garion's denial and sneered, "The revolutionary party will only bring about its own destruction." ”
Gallian corrected, "Death does not belong to the proletariat. ”
Bismarck no longer wanted to entangle with Garion, so he asked the coachman to pause and ask Garian to get out of the car. Before Garion got out of the car, he added meaningfully.
"Your Excellency Garion, I'm looking forward to the next time you appear as a winner, how will you, the loser who has been cornered, write the last poem?"
Bismarck was as arrogant as a lion, fiddling with the seemingly weak Garion in front of him, and the threat in his words was already exhausted, but Garion replied categorically, "I don't need to be reminded by Lord Bismarck, I can read that poem to you now, listen to it." If not, I'll read it to you again when you put your rifle in the head on French soil. ”
where people gather,
Surely there will be gunshots,
Who is there today,
was publicly shot,
Why is the silence of the spectators so heavy today,
He sang an international anthem,
Ninety bullets,
This person is
proletariat
Garion stiffened his neck, but he didn't take half a step back.
With Bismarck's literary accomplishment, he naturally heard what Garion wanted to express. This time he didn't speak, he just waved his hand and let the writer roll off his carriage.
Garian stepped out of the car, finally relieved as he watched the convoy fade away from view.
Bismarck was no longer bothered to hide his views, Napoleon III was arrogant enough to kill two birds with one stone, and the only one who saw the future of France could only do it here in a hurry.
The cold wind blew by, making him shiver involuntarily. Garion stomped his foot, trying to ease the tension and regain his composure.
"No more."
Gallian clenched his fists and said to himself, "I must inform Mr. Marx of everything that is happening here, and Paris is about to usher in a big change." ”
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