Chapter Seventy-Three: The Title of Poisonous Tongue Literati
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The desk is placed near the windowsill, just in time for the bustling scene of the old market of Rouen in the distance.
The tip of the pen quickly wandered across the paper, pouring all the thoughts in his mind onto the paper.
Garian's mind could imagine how angry readers would be next week when they didn't wait for the update to Prison No. 6. You might also curse and say, "Hell, how does this guy named Roosevelt like to drag out as much as the author of "1984"!" ”
Moral? Unimportant.
"Germany doesn't need a free parliament if it wants to be strong! Only iron and blood can forge an empire! ”
Garion did not open his mouth to prophesy, but began with the shame of Olmetz, and took the lead in summarizing the strength of the German Confederation at this time.
After a stable domestic environment and the Industrial Revolution, the economic power of the German Confederation grew rapidly, and the steel industry production at this time increased fourfold compared to twenty years earlier; Coal production has also increased substantially. The growth of industrial power and technological invention made Prussia an industrial powerhouse, and thus strengthened the power of the middle class and the national movement. Economic integration, coupled with a growing sense of nationalism among states, has led to growing calls for political integration.
Then, starting from the analysis of the nation and the various classes, the steady economic growth provoked nationalism and caused many states to pursue political unity. Moreover, Austria's control over the Confederation was gradually declining for political and economic reasons, and Prussia was challenging orthodoxy and gradually replacing it.
The following is an analysis of the reform of the military system and the innovation of weapons, after the reform of the three emperors, the Prussian army is gradually becoming the military power of the European Continent.
Finally, about the fuse between Austria and Prussia, the Silesian question and the shame of Olmitz, which became an irreconcilable contradiction between Berlin and Vienna. Garion boldly predicted that a war would break out between the two sides for German sovereignty, and that the winner would become the master of the German Confederation, and the loser would be expelled from the battle!
"The stage has been set up, the lights are ready, and as long as there is a tough politician in Berlin who can suppress the parliament and carry out unwavering reforms, the loose confederation will become a terrible beast, and will become the number one military power in the Northland, which is not alarmist, and the only one who can stop them will be Paris......"
"And yet...... To be continued. ”
The analysis came to an abrupt end at the most wonderful moment, and Garion put down his pen and stretched.
After writing the 5,000-word manuscript with gusto, Garion breathed a sigh of relief and shook off his sore wrist. These are not a few blind predictions from the previous chat with Verne, but bold predictions based on facts, whether they can give Paris a wake-up call, so that the Franco-Prussian war in ten years will not be too ugly, which is beyond his control.
There are still two years to go before the iron-blooded prime minister enters the Berlin stage.
Garion took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, it was already six o'clock in the evening, but found that Zola had not returned, so he wanted to go to the restaurant to get something to eat. He placed the manuscript on the table, got up and walked downstairs.
Walk down the spiral staircase to the brightly lit restaurant, but the normally bustling lobby looks a little deserted.
Only the busy attendant shuttled through the corridor, and just as he was about to step into the dining room, he was stopped by the attendant's outstretched hand.
"I'm sorry, sir, but the restaurant is not open today."
"Not open?"
Through his head, Garion looked at the deserted dining room behind him, and there was no one other than a woman sitting at one of the tables.
He suddenly thought of something, and approached the embarrassed attendant, trying to get the words out of his mouth, "Is it Princess Mathilde eating here?" ”
The other party asked with a surprised face, "Huh?" How would you know? ”
Sure enough, it was correct.
If it weren't for Flaubert, Princess Mathilde's stay in one of the most luxurious hotels in Rouen would have been an insult to her status as a Bonaparte royalty.
Garion smiled slightly, ignored the other party, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Let go of me, I'm a friend of Monsieur Flaubert, why won't you let me in!" ”
He shouted again, "I am a friend of Monsieur Flaubert!" Don't stop me! ”
The squire looked confused, he had no idea who Flaubert was. However, the hand holding the spoon trembled slightly, she raised her head, and the indifferent palace guard standing on the side bent down at the right time, she said a word softly, and the other party nodded silently.
Then he walked in Garion's direction, glanced at Garion with a wary look, and said, "Let him come." ”
The attendant made way for the other party, and Garion walked up to the burly man with a sense of humor, and raised his hands.
The powerful palace guards searched carefully to make sure that the other party was not carrying any weapons before letting him pass, and followed closely within three steps of Garion.
Garion knew very well that if there was any misconduct, he could break his neck in the first place.
He walked to the table, and the woman sitting in front of him was elegant and calm, noble and dignified, with a lock of blonde hair carefully tied on the top of her head, and a pair of bright eyes in her deep eye sockets like bright stars, embellished with a beautiful nose. Her pink cheeks flushed slightly against the background of her snow-white skin.
It's hard to imagine that the woman in front of her is already forty years old, and it feels like the years haven't even left too many chisel marks on her face.
Some people compare Princess Sissi and Empress Eugenie to the embodiment of beauty in this era, but deliberately forget the real uncrowned king.
Garion greeted politely, "Your Majesty, I am flattered by your generous reception. ”
She put down her fork, looked up at the other party with interest, and said with a smile, "What's your name?" ”
"Garion."
"Oh? You are Garion. ”
Princess Mathilde, who was originally in a state of flux, raised her head, and the angry look of Sainte-Beuve in her literary salon came to mind, and she asked curiously, "Could it be that Your Excellency is the poisonous rookie in the literary world who made Paris full of turmoil and almost put Monsieur Sainte-Beuve in the hospital?" ”
Hearing the nickname of the venomous literati, Garion quickly shook his head and explained, "There was some misunderstanding between me and Monsieur Sainte-Beuve. ”
Princess Mathilde crossed her chin and looked at him with a smile, "Did Monsieur Garion mean to tell me that he was a friend of Flaubert?" Flaubert is really a mouthy man. ”
Fortunately, Princess Mathilde did not know that Madame Colllet was also in Rouen, otherwise it would not have been your average peachy incident.
Garion feigned panic and said, "Stupid people want to seize opportunities, sometimes they have to take a more direct approach. ”
"Hehe, that's interesting. Don't be nervous, I am not interested in the feud between you and Monsieur Sainte-Beuve. But if you want to nominate yourself, you don't have to. ”
Mathilde took his words and said meaningfully, "That 1984 serialization of yours is really dangerous...... I don't dare to speak out for your book......"
"No, no, no, Your Majesty, you misunderstood."
Garion hurriedly said, "I'm not here to recommend "1984" to you, but another one...... I hope to be able to say hello to the News Censorship Department. ”
Princess Mathilde asked curiously, "Another?" ”
However, before Garion could finish speaking, a familiar voice sounded behind him, and his tone seemed a little anxious.
"Is Mr. Garion here?"
"Don't stop me, I'm going to find Mr. Garion!"
Garion turned around and saw that Nana, whom he had seen during the day, had been stopped at the door by the hotel attendant. Princess Mathilde also noticed the movement, and said with a smile, "Since Mr. Garion has something to do, then you can go and get busy first." We'll meet again when we get a chance. ”
Garian was upset that the meeting he had managed to win was disturbed, and he walked out of the hall with a straight face, just in time to see Nana looking at him for help.
The attendant grabbed her hand and said solemnly, "Miss, this is a high-end hotel, you can't go in!" ”
Garion stopped the other man's rough behavior, and he said to the attendant, "The waiter let her go, she came for me." ”
"I'm sorry sir, I thought ......"
Before the squire could finish speaking, Nana eagerly interrupted him, and what she said next made Garion gasp.
Nana, who was about to cry, grabbed Garian's arm and said anxiously, "Mr. Garion, please save Zola, he has been arrested and taken to the police station!" ”