The first update

The carriage galloped on the road to Berlin, and the Sanssouci Palace behind it grew farther and farther away, gradually shrinking into a dot and disappearing from Garion's sight. He finally turned around and breathed a sigh of relief. I didn't expect that the whole farce would end in such a dramatic way in the end, even he himself was surprised.

At this time, in Sanssouci Palace, Crown Prince Frederick took Prince William back to the bedroom, settled him and then turned around and went out, but Bismarck was standing outside the door at this time, looking at Crown Prince Frederick in front of him on crutches.

"I finally sent this plague god away, but I didn't expect that in the face of the big question of right and wrong, Crown Prince Frederick would still be able to recognize the facts, put aside the mustard, and make the right choice."

Bismarck breathed a sigh of relief, if it weren't for Crown Prince William's initiative to put down the mustard and discuss with him, he didn't know how far Galian would sow discord in Sanssouci Palace.

"I've just done a job, and it's too dangerous to keep this person here. I also read the book "1984", which is really confusing. His Majesty Wilhelm had always wanted to unify the North German Confederation by force and establish an empire. And the contents of Garion's letters coincide with his thoughts. ”

Crown Prince Frederick sighed, and although he shared his concerns with Bismarck, he did not tell the Chancellor the letter that Garion had written to him. Galian's words, like a rift widening in mutual suspicion, made Crown Prince Frederick less and less convinced of the prime minister who was in charge of Prussia.

"But I still maintain my previous view that he should be placed under house arrest elsewhere and not sent back to Paris. It was too dangerous to return to Paris, and now that Napoleon III no longer trusted Prussia, he began to communicate with the Austrian ambassador, Metternich's son, which was the last thing I wanted. Originally, I wanted to win France as far as possible, so that I would not be hindered in the event of a war with Austria in the future. Now that the situation has changed, we do not dare to attack rashly, because we dare not rule out the possibility of Napoleon III supporting Vienna with arms. ”

Bismarck was deplored by Crown Prince Frederick's mercy, and if he could slaughter an entire street of people without blinking, as Wilhelm I, then a figure like Garion would not be feared at all, and from the moment he set foot in Berlin, he would be indistinguishable from a dead man.

Crown Prince Frederick was disgusted by Bismarck's view that he killed people at every turn, he waved his hand, directly interrupted the other party's words, and said angrily, "I am not a man-eating butcher, there is no need to do this, no matter how powerful the family is, it is impossible for him to oppose a country." As long as the German chariot continues to advance, will the gangsters who are using the mantis arm as a chariot still be able to stop it? ”

Prince Frederick's words blocked him from having nothing to say, but he could not find a point of rebuttal. On the contrary, a prime minister grabbed a literati and did not let go, and it was a shame to say it.

"Prussia is afraid that from now on there will be many disasters and difficulties."

Bismarck sighed and left Sanssouci disappointed.

The biggest gain that Sanssouci Palace brought him was that people were afraid of being famous and pigs were afraid of being strong, but he didn't expect that "1984" was not only widely spread among the people, but also sought after by leaders of other countries. At this time, Garian's mind was reminded of Tsar Alexander II with a sinister smile on his face, and Joseph I, who squinted his eyes and looked at him, shuddering.

The only thing he was looking forward to was a quick escape from the country, crossing the border and back to Paris, where he could escape the hunt.

However, Crown Prince Frederick promised that he would not leave anything behind, in addition to arranging a carriage to escort him out of Sanssouci Palace, he also specially prepared a train ticket to France to take Garion away from the land of right and wrong.

Stepping on a layer of snow that submerged his boots, he finally stood on the platform and patted the snow that had fallen on his shoulder. Embarrassed to flee and lose his scarf, gloves and hat, Garion had to huddle in front of a crowd of Germans in black jackets, and continue on his way in the disgruntled rumbling of others.

Evading the patrolling police, he stood in the corner of the platform with his back against the pillar and wiped the dirty dust on his face with his hands. Suddenly, he heard the train whistle, and he looked up to see the train slowly approaching the platform.

There was a small commotion on the platform, with people scrambling to get a seat when they saw the train arrive. As for the so-called gentlemanly virtues? Squeezed between a group of rednecks and workers, non-existent.

After much difficulty, Garion finally stepped on the train back to Paris, fumbled to find his place, and sat down. Leaning back on the wooden chair and looking out the window at Berlin, which was rapidly fading back, after this thrilling lesson, I made up my mind.

For the time being, let's not get involved in the troubled waters of politics.

Fortunately, Marx rightly refused when he wanted to sign the Communist Manifesto, otherwise he would now be wanted by the whole of Europe and ready to go into exile.

As a middle-class Parisian earner, Garion knew everything well, that his wealth was gained by fame, and that if he fell out of favor at the Tuileries Palace one day, or Napoleon III would fall from power in the Franco-Prussian War six years later, he would be no less than Mérimée. So he must have a better way out, after all, he is an iron-clad capitalist and a flowing government.

At this time, a noble woman wearing jewelry passed by Garion, his eyes were involuntarily attracted by the extravagance and luxury all over his body, but the other party also seemed to notice his gaze, glanced at Garian dissatisfied, and scolded in German, "Scoundrel, what do you see, haven't you seen a rich man?" ”

Seeing that Garion was unmoved, the noblewoman thought that he could not understand German, and was disappointed, and strode forward with her chest puffed up, her boots on the carriage of the train with an abrupt sound.

However, Garion had a different idea in his heart, and he had a special idea in his heart as he looked at the noble lady who had just passed by him slowly and the jewels draped on his body.

As soon as he finished thinking about the idea, a wave of sleepiness came over Garian, and he rubbed his eyes that he hadn't really closed in days, and leaned his head against the wall of the train, closing his eyes tiredly in the bumps.

The whole plan was already in the mind, and it was only necessary to wait until I returned to Paris to execute it immediately.

This time, he's going to be the one who will make middle-class Parisian men talk about tigers.