Chapter Seventy-Seven: Misfortune and Teachings
ββ¦β¦β¦β¦ In modern society, we have received countless blessings due to the progress of civilization, we have never been so prosperous as today, countless treasures of knowledge are waiting for us to discover, and countless scientific progress is leading us forward.
Yet, in this age of great prosperity, we are amazed to find that a monster, a monster who does all kinds of evil, is trying to plunder everything into their own hands with their iron claws.
They have stripped an individual of each individual through high interest rates and maliciously stirred up financial trends, and countless people have finally gone bankrupt because of their treacherous and evil tricks. They despise honesty and mockery of generosity, they love to play tricks, they are stingy and insatiable, and they have to squeeze the last copper out of their hands when dealing with people.
They have corrupted the whole society with money, making honesty and integrity useless, so that hard work can only end in bankruptcy in the end, look at it! Because of them, the whole society is now full of sin!
Who are they?
They are not terrible demons, they are well-mannered and well-dressed; They are not in the dark land of calamity, they live in the exchanges and the plundered mansions and feast all day long; They are not a race like us, they are God's condemned sinners!
They are Jews!
They are the Jews who our ancestors accepted with kindness, and they are the Jews who reciprocated with great malice!
This greedy and cunning group of Jews used their evil tricks to lure people into bankruptcy. Cover up the plunder with a high-sounding 'fair trade'! They use our laws as shields to bully the weak, and they use the crystals of civilization as weapons to rob the country they parasitize!
Check it out! What a disaster this Jewish greed has caused to our country! We are starving and suffering. They feasted and sang; We work hard, and they sit back and enjoy it; Their riches have been devoured by them in astonishing ways, and yet they have to shed their own blood to pay for their sins!
All the assumptions of injustice in the world have been turned into reality by this group of people with their vicious hands, and their insatiable lust will never be satisfied for a moment, and they will never stop until the whole country is plundered. If we continue to have naΓ―ve kindness towards them. If they continue to do evil, then what awaits us next can only be the destruction of civilizations and nations, and the demise of our entire nation!
Will we be able to accept all of this? Can we safely watch an entire nation die in their songs?
Ask yourselves. Do we want to be free and equal French citizens? Or will you become a slave to the Jews, an outcast hated by God?
If your answer is no, then please stand up and take your actions. to stop these despicable and shameful races! Snatch the virtue back from their safe again! We now have time and a chance to save it all. Act now!
Long live the French people!
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In Baron de Beauwon's study, the morning sun shines through the windowsill onto the cherry-wood desk, and the golden morning light mixes with a rainbow of colors on a blue-pink enamel vase imported from the Qing dynasty. And in the vase, the silver star calla lily, which has just been picked by the servant, exudes a natural fragrance.
This scene is enough to make anyone's heart feel relaxed before starting work. At least, Baron de Beauwon, the big banker, is in a good mood right now.
"If we allow them to continue to do evil. What awaits us next can only be the destruction of civilizations and nations, and the demise of our entire nation! Please stand up. Use your actions to stop these despicable races! He picked up the booklet again, re-read it, and couldn't help laughing.
"This guy can really write!"
That's right, this pamphlet is the same propaganda pamphlet that Charles had written to attack the Jews, as he had agreed with the big banker.
For financiers like Baron Beauwon, although they have made a fortune in the recent financial turmoil and plundered a large amount of money from the people, the boiling resentment aroused by the people cannot be ignored after all. In this case, if class contradictions can be turned into racial contradictions, then it is naturally best for a non-Jewish financier like him.
And, as a banker aspiring to take the presidency of the Banque de France, it would be a good thing to be able to blow the prestige of his competitors.
So, on the premise of making the source as obscured as possible, he provided a large amount of black material, compiled it into a pamphlet, and then with the help of Charles's pen, a propaganda pamphlet viciously attacking the Jews (financiers) was newly produced.
After reading the preface carefully, and flipping through its contents to make sure that the attack material did not raise suspicion of him, Baron de Beauvang closed the book heavily.
"I want you to find a way to get this pamphlet out in large quantities, so that the more people see it, the better, no matter how much it costs, understand? You personally organize a few people, you have to be reliable, let them distribute in large quantities! He raised his gaze and looked coldly at the personal valet who had been standing in front of him, "Remember, you are personally responsible, don't distribute too many people, just trust it......"
After the absconding of Du Taai, Baron Beauvan became more cautious, and only a few people he trusted him. So, of course, he would like to keep such an action strictly secret.
The manservant nodded hurriedly yes, promising to complete his master's task, and after hearing the other party's assurance, Baron Beauwang waved his hand in satisfaction.
"Okay, then you can do it, the sooner the better." Then, he added another order, "By the way, before I go out, if Morris is still at home, you can call him for me." I have something to say to him......"
"Yes!"
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Soon, Baron Beauwon's only son, Maurice de Beauvan, was apprehensive. I came to my father's study.
"Father, what do you have to tell me?" He glanced at his father a little awkwardly.
"Oh, thank God, you're still at home today." The baron looked at his son with some mockery on his face, "Why, you've been paying attention lately?" β
A hint of shame flashed across Morris's face, and he didn't answer.
In fact. Today he originally planned to go out and have fun with his friends, but not long after he got out of bed, he was summoned by his father. Of course. He would never dare to say these things to his father.
"Well, since you're at home, then I won't talk much nonsense." The baron did not look at his son, and continued. "Morris. Now that you're getting older, I think it's time for you to learn how to take over my job...... It's time for the De-Beauwang family to train a second-generation successor. β
After hearing his father's words, a trace of bitterness flashed on Morris's face, but he concealed it well, otherwise he might provoke his father's anger again.
"I'm going to hand over some business to you, and you have some business dealings, and you have to take my place to participate. I'll have to let you get acquainted with the circle first, so you can take over those connections......" Baron Beauwang was still just looking at some of the slips on the table. coldly ordered his son, "So, lately, you have been hanging out for me less and working for me honestly, understand!" β
"I see, father." Morris nodded respectfully, and then, in an extremely careful tone, he fought for himself some leeway, "However, those businesses are not something that a novice can do casually, I'm afraid that if I take over those jobs now, will it affect the ...... of business."
"Bastard! Who isn't slowly mixing in from a newbie! If you don't try to do it now, will you automatically learn it later? After hearing that his son tried to prevaricate, the baron felt angry again, "You are the son of Baron de Beauwon, what if you make a mistake?" Who can hold you accountable? Just do it for me! Get on the errand! Do you understand! β
Seeing that he had offended his father again and provoked him to be furious, Morris couldn't help but cry out again in his heart, since he was a child, he didn't know how many times he had been taught by the baron like this, and each time he was silent.
"Good father, I understand!" He couldn't stop saying yes.
"Look at you like this, how do you fight with others!" The baron's anger did not subside, and he rebuked a few more words of anger before slowly calming down. "Forget it, I don't want to say anything more. In short, from tomorrow onwards, you have to do a good job for me, you have to dare to shirk and perfunctory me, and see how I clean you up! β
Morris's cry of bitterness grew louder and louder, but he could only continue to nod his head.
Looking at his son's appearance, while hating iron and not steel, the baron could only sigh secretly, and then slowed down.
"I also know that you will definitely face all kinds of difficulties when you take over just now, you can ask your sister to help too, she is very smart and can be your helper......"
After the incident of Du Taai, he became more and more afraid to let outsiders influence his son, so he decided to trust his own people as much as possible, so he decided to let his daughter assist his son.
"That's great, Father!" After hearing his father's plan, Morris was finally a lot happier - although he and his sister did not have a good relationship, he was of course very happy to hear that someone could share the pressure for him. "I'll ask Lola to help me ......"
"You are the main one, she is just responsible for giving you a hand, you are the one who inherits the family business, not her, understand!" The baron said to him again angrily, but finally his tone softened. "There's one more thing you have to do for me."
"What's the matter?" Morris hurriedly asked, "Just say it, I'll listen to it all!" β
"From now on, stay away from that Mademoiselle de Treville, and stop pursuing her."
"What did you say?" After hearing his father's words, Morris was so shocked that he almost forgot his fear of his father, and asked in a lost voice.
"I've made it very clear, I won't allow you to pursue that young lady anymore." The father's tone was very cold, but there was no doubt.
"For what?!" Morris looked up at his father in disbelief, his eyes full of bewilderment.
"It's a bit like a man at this time......" the baron sneered, "that young lady already has a fiancΓ©." β
"Who?!" Morris asked rhetorically.
"A young man who is much stronger than you, and came to our house with her that day."
For a moment, some impressions seemed to pass through Morris's mind, but they were not very real. Maybe the person has already seen it himself?
"Anyway, I'm working with that young man now, and he's going to have a great future in the future, so don't pester that young lady anymore." The baron continued to instruct his son, "Besides, why do you cling to her? There are so many Duchess and Ladies in the world, I can find a few dozen for you to choose slowly, but this is the only one! β
"But so what? At least she's not married yet. Morris retorted his father's words in a rare way.
"Nothing more!" The baron rudely interrupted his son, "This is my order, I will not allow you to question it, listen to it obediently, this is for your own good, understand!" β
Under his father's stern gaze, although Morris still wanted to say something, he could only keep his mouth shut at the end. He lowered his head slightly, so that his father could not see his expression clearly.
"Okay, I see, Dad." (To be continued......)
PS: Okay, last night's wine has finally woken up......
The mood is much better.