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The audience was silent.

Speaker Schneider looked at the man in front of him with complicated eyes, originally thought that the victory between the republicans and the Orleans faction was in hand, but he did not expect that Trochu would actually bring a person who looked and looked like Napoleon Bonaparte in appearance and height, and it seemed that he was ready to use the emperor's prestige among the French people as a bargaining chip on the gambling table to throw.

If they lost, the Bonapartes would be forever excluded from Parisian politics.

Only Trox, who has seen the scene of the resurrection of the emperor, knows that this is really the real monarch of the First Empire.

The situation in the conference room took a turn for the worse. Everyone looked at Napoleon, who had "come back from the dead", at a loss. Those who have seen the emperor are surprised by the appearance of the short man in front of him, but the Bonapartists already have other calculations in their hearts, and they can use the myth of Napoleon's resurrection to consolidate the political position of the Bonapartist in Paris, using the status and image of the emperor in the hearts of the people.

This was a risky move, although Trochu stood behind the "Emperor", but once the other party could not control the conflict of interests between the various factions in Paris, and the Prussian army was overwhelming, then the Bonaparte family's return to control of Paris was only a flash in the pan.

However, they soon discovered that the "Emperor" was far more powerful than they had imagined, and that Napoleon III was only trying to imitate his uncle's fur, and that the men in front of him were all impassable with their gestures.

"General Trochu, don't forget our previous agreement, you are on our side."

Knowing that his relationship with General Trochu might end there, Thiers subtly hinted at Napoleon and sowed discord between the two sides. The general he relied on was not a loyal Bonapartist, but a man who secretly colluded with the royalists of Orleans.

Trochu looked at Napoleon beside him with an uneasy look, but the other party had an indifferent expression.

When she heard him turn his head to stare at Thiers, she asked coldly, "What about you, Councilor Thiers?" You say you want to overthrow the French monarchy and establish a republic. Actually, it's planning for the Orleanists, isn't it? Take the republican lie to crush the rebellious Parisian populace, make peace with the Prussian army, and then welcome the return of the Count of Paris? ”

Favre and Gambi's eyes widened, they were originally planning to unite with the Orleans faction to establish a coalition government and use the military power in the hands of Trochu to suppress the Blanqui Workers' Party riot, but they did not expect that Thiers was actually planning another conspiracy behind the scenes.

"You're spewing blood!"

Thiers, whose conspiracy was revealed, roared angrily, and he waved his fist, the joints of his black Imbanese shawl and long sleeves taut, to express his anger at the Emperor of Na, who was adorned with the Order of the First Empire.

"Inside Orleans...... You have no right to interfere. ”

Napoleon was not interested in Orleans' careful thoughts, and he paced back and forth in the conference room alone, and he was the only one left in the room to talk about.

"It is true that I have no right to interfere in the internal affairs of the Orleanists, because the republicans are no better, and you are trying to suppress the Blanquists, and to release the politician Rochefort, a representative of the petty bourgeoisie, from prison, just to co-opt the forces of the various factions and to jointly suppress the Blanqui's Workers' Party, isn't it?"

Gan Bida's face turned pale, the secret content of his discussion with Simon yesterday was revealed by Napoleon without hesitation, and he even began to doubt that the emperor in front of him could see through everyone's mind. He unmistakably unmasked everyone's conspiracy.

Trochu tried his best to maintain his calm on the surface, but his heart was already turbulent. He only thought about defending the city of Paris, but he didn't expect that behind the Orleans faction and the Republican Party, there was a conspiracy to calculate each other.

"I am not standing in the conference room of the Palais Bourbon today to listen to the tiresome arguments of the politicians. The people of France are tired of your gushing, and it is time for the savior to take them out of the abyss of the Bordeaux parliamentarians. ”

Napoleon nodded to Trochu, and at the sound of the command, the door to the Bourbon conference room was opened, and the armed soldiers rushed into the room, aiming their guns at everyone present.

The sudden change panicked everyone present, and only Napoleon and Trochu looked at the soldiers who kept pouring in from the door.

The sudden change made everyone uneasy to get up from their seats, but they were forcefully pressed down by the soldiers.

Favre and Gambida subconsciously raised their hands, and Speaker Schneider put his hands on the oak table and angrily questioned Trox, "What are you doing here?" General Trochu, do you intend to defy the legislature and re-establish a dictatorship? ”

"I had General Trochu arrange this, and I had to do something for the sake of the people of Paris. General Trochu, give me your gun. ”

Gan Bida, who was controlled by the soldiers, raised his head and said with a sneer, "Dear 'Your Majesty Napoleon', do you really think that this little manpower present can stop the constant crowd of people in the Place de la Concorde from pouring into the Palais des Bourbons, I am afraid that you will be sent to the gallows of King Louis by the angry people of Paris before you have mobilized your troops, don't forget, the flower of freedom needs the blood of patriots and tyrants to irrigate." ”

After a pause, he gritted his teeth and said, "You're nothing but a dictator and a tyrant." ”

Trox, who was loyal to the emperor, did not hesitate to hand him his matching gun.

Napoleon took his revolver from Trochu's hand and opened the nest, which contained only six rounds of ammunition, which was not enough to deal with the rioting crowd in the square.

Napoleon turned his head to the side and said in a calm tone to Gambita, who was pressed into his seat, "But a writer who has not yet had time to become famous has said that patriotism is an evil virtue. ”

Trochu hesitated, stepped forward to Napoleon, and said in a worried tone, "I can send soldiers to protect you, Your Majesty Napoleon." ”

"I don't need protection."

Napoleon pushed his top hat with the muzzle of the revolver, his eyes swept over Trochu's troubled face, and comforted, "If the savior of France dies at the guns of the Parisians, it will be the greatest tragedy of our time." ”

"Wait."

As Napoleon stepped out of the door, a gruff roar rang out in the quiet conference room. Thiers angrily accused, "What are you trying to do as a liar posing as Napoleon and holding us all hostage?" ”

Napoleon's right hand held Lofscher revolver, his thumb fiddling with the nest of bullets, making a subtle metallic grinding sound. After listening to Thiers's accusation, he just chuckled, although the voice was not loud, but it made the people present tremble.

The hem of Rudangot's coat swayed regularly on the marble floor, drifting away.

But the sound kept echoing in the empty white relief corridor, burrowing into everyone's ears.

"Save France from you idiots."