Chapter 114: I Have a French Dream
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Napoleon III glanced at Garion's manuscript a few times, did not approve or refuse, accepted it, and turned to walk towards the center of the crowd.
However, this small action made Mérimée nervous.
At the end of the episode, the prince's coffin, escorted by a carriage, had arrived at the door of the Invalides, and the crowd stood on the left and right of the Dali masonry, watching the soldiers carry the coffin and walk through the arched gate with solemn expressions.
The coffin was placed in the grave, and the Archbishop of Paris, Darboy, gave a brief account of the life of Prince Jérôme, culminating in a standard format that concluded the coffin.
"Dust shall be dust, may the Lord have mercy on you, and henceforth may the Lord bring you to the kingdom of eternal bliss, Lord, hear our prayers in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, Amen."
At the funeral, only Garian watched with interest the archbishop, who would later be exchanged for Blanqui in the Paris Commune. Mérimée, on the other hand, looked at the emperor who walked up to the stage with a pale expression, praying that the other party was using a manuscript written by himself.
However, his heart fell to rock bottom when Napoleon uttered the first word.
"I have a French dream, and a dream of all Frenchmen."
The crowd watched their emperor quietly, the dignitaries gathered around Napoleon III, and even the glint in Louis Bonaparte's eyes.
My uncle, the great Napoleon I, said before he died, "I would like my body to lie on the banks of the Seine, among the French people whom I have loved so much." ”
And now, the last founder of the empire has followed in his footsteps and left. Today, the burden of the fate of the whole country falls on the descendants of the Bonaparte family.
We are still in danger, both continental and internal.
I say to you today that, at this very moment, despite all the difficulties and setbacks, France still has a dream, and this dream is deeply rooted in the dreams of the whole people.
I dream that one day this country will stand up and truly live up to the true meaning of its creed: "Long live the continental empire to rebuild its former glory." ”
Dream of a day when the tricolor flag of freedom and democracy flutters in the wind above the dome of the Kremlin palace.
I dream that one day even the Balkans, a desert-like place where justice is hidden and oppressive is rampant, will become an oasis of freedom and justice.
I dream of the day when all the oppressed peoples of Europe, under the leadership of France, will become truly independent and live as free men in their own country.
Today, I have a dream.
The Second Reich will truly rise.
That is our hope, and I believe in it.
With this faith, we will work together, pray together, fight together, and defend freedom together for the sake of this country; Because we know that one day France will rise and stand on the highest peak of the Alps to proclaim our great revival to the world.
In the name of the Second Reich!
Let the sound of revival be heard from the majestic mountains of Alsace!
Let the voice of revival sound from the mountains of Lorraine!
Not only that, but let the sound of freedom be heard from the snowy peaks of the Rhône Alps!
Let the sound of freedom ring from the coastline of Normandy!
Let the sound of freedom sound from the plains of the Pyrenees!
Let the sound of freedom resound from every hillside!
When we let the dream of the revival of the First Reich sound, and the voices of every village, every province, and every city, we will be able to hasten the day when all will be grateful from the bottom of their hearts.
"Thanks to the Great Lord, France has realized its dream of a great revival."
"God bless Paris, it will rise!"
"France, your empire, is back!"
The eloquent speech was marked with a stop, and thunderous applause permeated the audience.
Empress Eugenie, who was standing next to Napoleon, was clapping, but she looked absent-minded, glancing at Princess Mathilde from time to time. Only Mérimée listened to this impassioned speech with a pale face, and almost collapsed on the ground.
Yes, the pattern is bigger than what he wrote, and the content is just as exciting, and even he can't help but feel guilty.
The pale face confirmed Mérimée's inner failure.
He lost.
Resentful eyes stared at the young man not far away.
However, there was no joy on Garion's face, he just looked coldly at Napoleon III, who read the lines impassionedly, and his heart was full of disdain. Although there was a symbolic applause for this great speech and the French dream, the heart was a very different idea.
"The laborers are really contributing to your powerful France, our dreams. The workers and the people have been fighting and developing for more than ten years, you Zhao, oh no, the magnates of the Bonaparte family have taken 70 percent, and the dogs at all levels have taken another 20 percent, and the remaining 10 percent is only enough to maintain a standard of living. Alas, they always want to use the black-hearted whip of the capitalists to whip the conscience of the proletariat. ”
Of course, these words can only be hidden in the depths of the heart, otherwise he should be at the top of the list of shots next month. However, Martin Luther King's speech was indeed suitable for such an occasion, and the theme of "The French Dream" also catered to Napoleon's ambitions for imperial expansion.
Napoleon III, who was on the stage, was very satisfied with Galliant's article, and even the emperor standing on the stage nodded to Gallián.
Then, according to the funeral process, Prince Jérôme, who had his eyes closed forever, was buried in the tomb of Les Invalides. Flowers were laid in front of Prince Jérôme's coffin.
The atmosphere in Les Invalides was solemn, and everyone listened to the prayers of the priest and watched the last senator of the First Empire leave.
Before the crowd was about to disperse, Princess Mathilde walked quickly to Garion and whispered, "Your Majesty Napoleon, please." ”
Gary nodded approvingly, followed Princess Mathilde's footsteps, and walked towards the backyard of Les Invalides.
The princess, who was walking in front, asked, "You made that episode on purpose?" ”
Garion thought for a moment and said with a smile, "It's a coincidence. ”
"Whether it's a coincidence or an intentional one."
Princess Mathilde stopped and said in a serious tone, "Next you are talking to the most powerful emperor in all of France, and you should know what you should and should not say." ”
Garion nodded knowingly.
"Here we are."
Garion looked up and saw a garden of golden flowers in bloom circling the fountain dotted with stars and moons.
And Napoleon III, standing in front of the fountain in the garden, looked at the swaying tulips and said, "Here you are, the speech is well written." The French dream, hehe, is really a wonderful proposition. ”
Garion said modestly, "Your Majesty has an overreputation. ”
"I've read your previous article about Germany, and it's well written. But I want to know more about ......"
Napoleon III turned to the young man and asked, "And what would you write about France?" ”
Flattered, Garion asked, "Is this a ...... A reminder from His Majesty? ”
He was stunned for a moment, and said with a pleasant face, "Haha, sort of." ”
The urging from Napoleon III left Garion feeling pressure like never before. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Perhaps what you say next will make Your Majesty unhappy." ”
"But according to my deduction, France is very likely to lose to Germany."
Princess Mathilde, who was standing on the side, suddenly changed her face, and just now she told him not to talk nonsense, but in a blink of an eye, she began to talk nonsense, and even regretted recommending to His Majesty Garion who did not play cards according to common sense.
However, Napoleon III did not show an angry look, but asked with a smile, "I wonder where France will lose to a loose Germany?" ”