Chapter 227: A stab in the back
The fourth shift is complete
"Let go of me, you let go of me!"
"Your Excellency Mérimée, you calculate me, this is completely different from what we said before, damn it, Mérimée, you wait for me! I'm not done with you! ”
Blois was dragged out like a mad dog, babbling at the damned traitor. However, no one present will pity a villain who has framed others, let alone ask what secrets are behind it.
Because that article has been described by Gan Bida as hateful enough.
Yusman only silently watched his friend being dragged out of the door by the Empire's violent machine, and did not dare to say a word.
He watched Blois prove one thing with his own blood, that these little-known literati were pawns in the eyes of the higher-ups, and poor Blois didn't realize that he was just a victim until the end.
Hearing that Blois was about to make a big fuss in the courtroom and tell the unseemly secrets behind it, Le Duanna hurriedly instructed the judicial police to drag Blois out, who was about to talk nonsense. Although Mérimée did not move on the surface, his eyes were still weak and met Garion's eyes.
Garion didn't speak, just silently watched as Blois was dragged out and disappeared through the door.
Leduanna looked at the two in front of him awkwardly, at first he thought that Mérimée and Garion were in a gang, but now it seems that everything is not as simple as he thought.
Although Garion won a great victory, he did not perceive any joy on his face. Sort out the documents in your hand and speak calmly.
"Your Excellency Mérimée, from the moment Blois was pulled down just now, I felt that you seemed to have betrayed the dirty deal behind the scenes between the two? I don't know what it is, but judging from the results, it seems that Mérimée has done a lot of harm to Lord Blois. ”
"Hehe, how could I have harmed a poor young man, it was entirely his own doing. Swear by my name. ”
"How many francs is the name of Mr. Mérimée worth?"
Garian disdainfully Nunu said, "I'm afraid it's been overdrawn a long time ago, right?" ”
Mérimée smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject, "It's really gratifying that His Excellency Garion has finally defended his reputation. You've finally brought the villain who framed you to justice. ”
"But the hypocrite behind the villain has not yet been brought to justice. Blois was just a pawn to be pushed onto the table, and perhaps his heroic dedication was planned. ”
Garian cupped his forehead and pretended to have a headache, "Although I don't know what small movements Your Excellency Mérimée has behind your back, it is better for Her Excellency Mérimée to figure out one thing. I will not let go of any villain who tries to spread rumors and damage his reputation. Blois is a, oh, and that member of the Académie Française, Decon, to be cleaned up later. ”
"You still want to attack an academician of the French Academy?"
Mérimée was stunned, unable to figure out what was going on in Garion's mind. The academician of the Académie Française represents the glory of the French literary and artistic circles, and isn't it a slap in the face to Napoleon III to attack him?
He had seen the Emperor's wrath at the National Assembly in 1858, when restless senators tried to challenge the supremacy over the military spending, with tragic results.
Nearly a quarter of MPs have been jailed on a variety of charges.
Annoyed by the most powerful emperor in all of France, Garion didn't even know how to write about his death.
So deliberately did not poke at this layer of secrets, led the other party in the direction of the cliff, and finally let go of his hands.
Zola followed Garion out of the courtroom, feeling sick at the thought of Merimée's pride. Gary to Garion, "What the hell is this damn old bastard trying to do?" Provocation? Struggling to maintain a ridiculous sense of superiority? ”
Mérimée's usual tricks are all written in the Literary Memoirs, and Garion knows him well.
"If I'm not mistaken, it won't be long before His Excellency Napoleon III will hold me accountable. Including the previous incitement of the people at the salon of the defeat, as well as the unfair verdict carried out by using his connections, will become strong evidence for him to complain to His Majesty. ”
"What?"
Zola patted his head, he only now understood why the nemesis would actually make a judgment in favor of Garion, it turned out that there was such a conspiracy behind it. He asked anxiously, "So what do we do now?" ”
"Don't worry, my friend."
Garion let out a strange smile, looked up at the vaulted dome, and muttered to himself, "Your Excellency Mérimée wants to calculate me through this, why am I not calculating him?" ”
"If Mérimée thinks he can use these tricks to bring me down, he is very wrong."
The final step of Mérimée's plan has been completed, he has gathered enough evidence to use against Garián, a pile of heavy evidence in a brown paper envelope, which will eventually be delivered to Napoleon III, this time he chooses to report the damned Garion under his real name.
The seal was carefully sealed with fire paint, stamped with a red seal, and inscribed with the words of His Majesty Napoleon. The emperor would not spend time on non-official reports, so he had to go to his niece first.
Empress Eugenie.
Through the hands of the Empress, it was transferred to Napoleon III, foolproof.
Mérimée was very pleased with this perfect plan. If it weren't for Garion's haste to kill the poor man who insulted him, he wouldn't have found evidence of his bad deeds so quickly.
Handing a heavy brown paper envelope to Empress Eugenie, he finally smiled contentedly.
"Uncle Mérimée."
Empress Eugenie held a large envelope and asked with some puzzlement, "What is this?" ”
"Dear Empress, this is the certificate of guilt of His Excellency Garián, the most favored literati of Princess Mathilde, the European political adviser to Napoleon III, and the Emperor through Empress Eugenie."
Mérimée had learned about jealousy between women, so Mérimée deliberately mentioned the name Princess Mathilde at the beginning, and sure enough, after hearing that it was Princess Mathilde's favored literati, her expression changed suddenly, and she took Garion's certificate of guilt and squeezed out a kind smile towards her uncle.
However, in Mérimée's opinion, there is an indescribable coldness behind this kind smile.
"Thank you Uncle Mérimée for all that he has done, and I will pass on this incriminating evidence to Your Majesty."
"It's my honor to be able to catch these bloodsucking scum of the empire."
Mérimée smiled as well, "Trouble Empress Eugenie." ”
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