As the sun set faded, the last rays of light scattered and fled, enveloping the room in shadow. Gan Bida lit the candle on the candlestick, and the flickering flames reflected the faces of the two men, silent.

Now that the other party has made up his mind, Gan Bida has nothing more to say. However, he still said two more words of advice, "But the ugliness is ahead, and we have two plans now." The first is that he did not collude with the revolutionary party, but was framed, and if this were the case, things would be much simpler. If I'm not mistaken, His Excellency Baudelaire should have prepared to build public opinion. After all, Bonaparte's doglegs led a team to break into your salon and take your guests, and this account should be repaid. ”

Baudelaire nodded, tomorrow's newspapers will set off storms, and the police will openly invade the literary salon and catch the suspects, which will be infinitely amplified by public opinion. This is a denunciation of the government's public opinion restraint launched by the literary and artistic circles, who are unwilling to kneel and sing the praises of Napoleon III's great achievements, let alone watch their mouthpieces being tightly clamped by a pair of invisible hands.

"Tomorrow's public opinion will be more fierce than you imagined. This is a humiliating trampling on freedom and dignity. ”

"Listen to my second point, that's the most important thing."

"Second," he continued, "if he is really associated with the Revolutionary Party, then I can only try to save him from being expelled from Paris, or win the sympathy of the judges, and take a light sentence and avoid prison. ”

At this time, Baudelaire interjected, "If he is really a member of the revolutionaries, then he is more worthy of my salvation." There are enough literary scum in Paris, and it is a shame that a group of veterans of the literary world is not as good as a young man. ”

"Mr. Baudelaire, I hope you'll think it through at the end. This is a road from which there is no turning back, and if it loses, it may face more stringent public opinion supervision......"

Then Baudelaire uttered an intriguing remark.

"When Napoleon III expelled the workers, I did not open my mouth, because I was not a worker. When he dissolved the Bourbon Assembly, I was silent because I was not a member of parliament. Now when he wants to shut us all up, there's no one to speak for me......"

Gan Bida was silent for a moment, and finally only said a short sentence.

"Okay, I promise you."

Early the next morning, Parisians who bought newspapers were surprised to find that almost several newspapers had published articles that were unanimously condemning an inconspicuous piece of news.

Almost several newspapers published statements at the same time as Baudelaire, Alexandre Dumas, George Sand, Turgenev, and Verlaine about the events that had befallen yesterday's literary salon, and issued statements completely different from those of the official newspapers.

In contrast to the official propaganda of a heavy blow to the rioters, Baudelaire described in detail how the police brutally broke into their homes without evidence, and threatened everyone to be arrested as if they were not cooperative, and then downplayed the reasons for Garion's arrest, accusing the police of using brutal methods to blackmail the celebrities in Paris.

Those who were dissatisfied with the repressive policies of the Second Reich finally found an outlet.

The Paris police openly broke into Baudelaire's house and even intimidated others without conclusive evidence, causing indignation among everyone, especially those who were dissatisfied with the repressive policies of the Second Empire.

All of a sudden, at Baudelaire's deliberate instigation, the cries for a crusade against the police station rose and fell.

George Sand's writing is sharper, and her deeper disclosure of the intention behind the incident in the newspaper is like a basin of cold water poured on her head.

"If you choose to remain silent now, they will break into your room in the future, drag you out of your home, and then put a gallows around your neck on the charges of revolutionaries!"

Under the joint promotion of the great writers, the disgraceful operation of the Paris Police Department was gradually pushed to the forefront.

Of course, not everyone was on their side, and Sainte-Beuve almost laughed out loud when he flipped through the newspaper and saw that the guy who had previously taken his column had been arrested for fornicating with the Revolutionary Party.

"I really didn't expect Baudelaire to have a fancy to this person today, I didn't expect this to happen when I did it in Le Figaro before, my Excellency Baudelaire."

Sainte-Beuve flipped through the newspapers and watched them criticize the intruding policemen in the newspapers, and suddenly stood up, and the thought of taking advantage of the danger flashed through his mind.

Sainte-Beuve's heart had already been filled with fire after his literary review column had been temporarily replaced, and now he saw that the person concerned was imprisoned for opposing the Empire. It simply aroused the evil mind of Sainte-Beuve to fall into the well.

Sainte-Beuve has always been criticized for his character, and the Goncourt brothers commented on his character in the first volume of the Goncourt diaries.

"Dirty listeners, disgusting troublemakers, fake peacemakers, ugly gobits who always like to inquire about women's secrets."

The pot-bellied, no-good-looking writer stroked his loose reddish-brown hair, pondered for a moment, walked to the table, and then couldn't wait to spread out the manuscript paper.

He happily picked up the quill, and after a slight pause, poured vicious words between the papers, and launched a verbal denunciation against Garion.

"The shameless literati who bewitched the people in Paris finally got the punishment and end he deserved. What puzzles me is that a provincial trouser without pants who relies on his cleverness can still attract the attention of a group of literati, which is the most ridiculous and ridiculous. Thank God that this is a great victory, the end of the farce, and we no longer have to see works such as "Answer" and "One Generation" that tarnish the aesthetics of poetry and pollute our eyes. It is said that he is also the author of "Afternoon of the Faun", however, with all due respect, either Baudelaire got it wrong, or it was a peasant in the countryside who plagiarized someone else's work. It is impossible for a peasant who has never experienced any formal education to write beautiful poems......"

Sainte-Beuve vented his viciousness on the paper, writing in a tone that was completely contrary to the public opinion created by Baudelaire, and he was going to put it in the official "Herald" to refute the arguments of the Republicans. Write all the darkness in your heart on paper.

Finally, with a stroke of the pen, at the end of the article, he proudly wrote his name and the honorable title that represented his social status.

Honorable Academician of the Académie Française, Sainte-Beuve.