It was another bright morning, and the Duke of Dalmatia, the current prime minister of the Kingdom of France, came to the Tuileries Palace at the summons of King Bixia, waiting for King Bixia's summons.

It was rare to receive a summons from King Bixia on his own initiative, but the aging Prime Minister was not pleased, on the contrary, he was even a little uneasy in his heart.

The current situation could not help but worry him.

In parliament, his opposition has almost united and is pushing for a vote of no confidence in the cabinet. And inside and outside the government, rumors about him abound, eating away at what little prestige he had left. There is no doubt that his position has been stormy.

This will happen with weishenme?

The old prime minister himself has made a deep reflection. In the final analysis, the current chaos in France is too great, with natural and man-made disasters and lackluster domestic and foreign affairs. And the prime minister himself is confined to various reasons and has no way to solve the problem, so now everyone is fluctuating and wants some big changes.

As a result, even this war-torn veteran marshal felt that it was difficult to survive this difficulty.

But it didn't matter, at least he could hold on a little longer, and he held on until he fell down with that person, and he secretly made up his mind in his heart. At this moment, in his heart, the hatred of all the enemies of all other dynasties was not as good as that of this former colleague and subordinate.

"Are you alright? Mr. Prime Minister. "The middle-aged man who asked the question was wearing a court dress, with a graceful demeanor and etiquette, a very kind and kind smile, and his hair was even powdered, looking like a standard courtier." Bixia is waiting for you to enter. ”

The son of the Count of Dillieon, his Lord of the Seals, it was this Viscount who came to the Prime Minister that day to inform him that his Foreign Secretary was plotting to oust him. Because of this, the Prime Minister nodded kindly to him, and then asked in a low voice. "How is Bixia feeling today?"

The other party still has that formulaic kind smile. "Bixia is in a good mood today."

Then the two men walked slowly to the king's study.

"Remember what I told you last time?" In the corridor where no one was around, the prime minister, who was following the viscount, suddenly asked.

The last time Dilier Jr. came to visit, the prime minister had promised him a lot of benefits, hoping that he would try to win over his father, but it had been a long time and there had been no response, so the prime minister wanted to ask about the progress.

"What did you say?" The voice was still so gentle, without the slightest fluctuation.

"You...... Have you forgotten? The Prime Minister was a little surprised by his attitude.

"What did you say?" The viscount tilted his head slightly, and the smile on his face was still perfect. The demeanor of Louis XIV's time seemed to have been completely resurrected in this middle-aged man.

In an instant, the prime minister understood that his plan had failed, and the family had stood on the opposite side of him.

"Good." He nodded slightly, then continued after him, never speaking again.

There was no doubt in his heart at the moment, not even anger, only a calmness. Since the old fox like the old Diliion dares to stand aside now, it shows that there is no room for recovery. Other words......

He slowly looked up and looked at the door at the end of the hallway.

This is probably a scene from Zuihou, but I really want to see what kind of performance it is. He suddenly sneered in his heart.

The door opened.

The person on the other side just turned his gaze, and when he made eye contact with the prime minister, King Bixia's face showed composure.

Little one, you just pretend! A hint of disdain flashed through his heart. On the surface, however, he bowed calmly as usual.

“bixia。”

"My dear duke, I have summoned you here today to ask you something." There was no expression on the king's face, "Can you answer me truthfully?" ”

The use of such affectionate titles by a king speaks only to alienation rather than respect.

"Of course, it's my obligation." The prime minister's words were very respectful, but the slight sneer on the side seemed to be mocking.

King Bixia did not dwell on the attitude of the prime minister. "A lot of accusations have been made against you lately."

"Yes, but that's basically untrue." The Prime Minister replied casually. "There are a lot of people who want to smear me to undermine the prestige of the government and you."

He didn't expect to change the outcome, he just wanted to see how the other party acted on this play.

"Is it just slander?" A sneer spread across the king's face, and then he picked up the materials in his hand. "Your accusation of embezzlement isn't just slander, is it? At least, in my opinion, the Treasury Department's investigation into the flow of funds is very rigorous......"

The prime minister also sneered.

"But does it matter? What if I vehemently deny these allegations? ”

The king frowned slightly, obviously very dissatisfied with the Prime Minister's attitude. "You can certainly deny that you have the right to do so. But...... If that's true, you're responsible, right? ”

The prime minister still stood indifferently, as if it was none of his business.

"What do you have to say about the death of the Duchess of Prasland?" King Bixia continued to ask, "Ducchat told me that you had accepted a bribe from the Duke to conceal the murder of his wife on his behalf. ”

Upon hearing the name, the prime minister was taken aback. He actually stood over there?

"I'm here to make a deal with him and get him to confess to his comrades."

"But you still took the bribe and hid it for him, didn't you?" The king lowered his gaze. "It's a mistake anyway."

"How much of a fault?" There was a hint of provocation in the Prime Minister's tone.

"A mistake that is enough to bring you into disrepute." The king replied coldly, "I can tell you that Mr. Guizo has told me that he has found witnesses and evidence......"

"That is, if I don't give way to him, he's going to use this weapon to discredit me, right?" The Prime Minister sneered, "Even if my purpose in doing this is to maintain this dynasty of yours? Even if I have put so much effort into preserving your dynasty before? ”

"I don't want that to happen." The king replied. "Very, very undesirable, it's not good for everyone's reputation, so ......"

His subtext is obvious - I want you to quietly resign and go into the wilderness, as long as you do, everything can be treated as if nothing happened, corruption or anything else.

"You know better than anyone else, don't you? None of this is a big deal, anyone would do that, would they? You just want me to get out of here! "The Prime Minister's voice has become harsh." You hate me, you fear me. ”

The king was silent.

"More than that," the king looked away, "is it extremely inappropriate for you to send someone to spy on your own comrades?" The person you assigned has already confessed everything to his superior......"

The prime minister's old face was even less bloody, and he felt a little dizzy in his head.

Even he betrayed him, and he turned against himself.

Is...... Good job.

The young face flashed through his mind, his expression was serious and full of ambition, much like himself at that time.

Well done, well done, clean betrayal.

The king stopped talking, and left the prime minister to stand quietly.

The study fell silent again.

I don't know how long it took for the Prime Minister's voice to sound again.

"You don't dare look at me, do you?"

There was no answer, and the Prime Minister did not wait for an answer.

"You're afraid of me, you hate me, and yet you've been trying to hide that for years. Just as you were afraid of the Third Rank, but you tried your best to dress yourself up as the Third Rank! Ridiculous, ridiculous! "The prime minister suddenly daxiao." You're just a half-character, both you and your father. I want to play a revolutionary but I can't show my courage, I want to play an autocrat but I don't have that cruelty! You are a mediocre person, you like to talk but you have few talents, you are so ambitious but you don't have the guts! Danton praised you, and you turned and fled from France; Bourbon tolerated you, and you turned around and led people to destroy it! It's such a person, but he tries his best to play a great big man in front of me, pretending to be a Napoleon...... hahahaha！ ”

[Louis-Philippe followed his father in the early stages of the French Revolution and became an active "revolutionary" by following his father in the early stages of the French Revolution, and was encouraged and rewarded by Danton, one of the leaders of the revolution. But at its most horrific and bloody stage, he fled France in 1793, and a few months later his father was guillotined by the revolutionary government. 】

hahahaha！

With the laughter of the Prime Minister, the king's face became more and more ugly.

"Enough......" he slapped the table, "enough!" ”

The Supreme stood up and glared at the Prime Minister. "I knew you had been belittling me...... That's what I hate the most about you. I can't stand you anymore, I don't want to turn my face with you, but I can at least let you go! ”

"I'm not just despising you," the Prime Minister still smiled, "but all of you who only talk about you." ”

"So please leave!" The king almost shouted.

This is probably the first time that the two of them have had such a heart-to-heart conversation, and of course it must be Zuihou.

"Of course I'll leave." The Prime Minister replied coldly. "I just don't know how long you'll be able to sit here."

With that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"By the way, I want you too, this may be the first time I've had the opportunity to speak my heart to you." He suddenly whispered thanks.

Then he left no regard for the somewhat angry king, and strode away.

……………………

Looking at the faltering old man, Viscount Delier gracefully stretched out his hand to help, but he shook it off with one hand.

"Keep this hand, sir, and you'll need it someday to grab a lifeline." He pointed at something, but it was as if he didn't say anything. "Now, I'm a republican, and you're ......" his sneer made the viscount shudder a little, "you're going to be a republican soon, too, soon." ”

Then he continued on his way.

In this way, he walked slowly forward, still as upright as he had come, as if he were a prime minister who was about to submit his resignation to the king.

He turned a blind eye to the elaborate architecture and sculptures of the court, he just looked ahead. Everything comes into view, but nothing is seen.

It was here that Louis XVI issued an edict proclaiming himself constitutional monarch; Here Napoleon issued an edict announcing his abdication; The Bourbon dynasty issued an edict here, giving up the throne to Louis Philippe, and he had experienced, witnessed, and participated in all the changes.

Now, he will zuihou once again witness the history of this palace.

"On shijie, of all the goodbyes, there is nothing more painful than saying goodbye to power."

[These words were uttered by Prince Talleyrand, France's greatest political speculator, who died in 1838 and enjoyed great honor during his lifetime. 】

The words echoed in his head again.

Then the Prime Minister couldn't help but laugh again.

You're right, it's just a pity that you died too early.

And I'm ......

Prime Minister Zuihou turned his head and looked at the gorgeous palace rooms behind him.

I will witness the demise of this court, as have the dynasties that have come and gone.

He turned back and left the court, and after that, he never entered the place again.

This is the end of an era. The great and passionate generation that had personally participated in the Revolution eventually followed in his footsteps and left the highest stage in France.