Second, I wish you all a happy Valentine's Day

Eric Hobsbawm mentions in The Age of Empires that it is absolutely certain that no government of a continental European power before 1914 wanted to fight a full-scale European war, and unlike in the 50s and 60s of the 19th century, they did not even want a limited military conflict with another European power. Where the political ambitions of the great powers came into direct contact, that is, in the conquest and partition of the colonies, their numerous conflicts were often resolved by some kind of peaceful arrangement.

Only French President Napoleon was an accident.

Those who foresaw the course of history tended to make bold changes, and all the great powers were careful not to break out in a large-scale military conflict between the two countries, and Napoleon was ready to ignite the conflict of war at any time.

Bismarck, the former German Prime Minister, had always been committed to maintaining peace among the great powers, and he was also recognized as the world champion in the ever-changing diplomatic chess tournament, but because of the conflict between Frederick III and his political ideas, coupled with the lure and sowing discord of France's gold, he succeeded in advancing the powder keg of the crisis by more than ten years.

Eugénie is an example of this, Prime Minister Gladstone wrote a letter to remind him that Britain did not want to provoke any form of political conflict directly with France, but Paris interpreted the letter to mean that as long as the British government is not involved, you can do whatever you want with the regent of the Bonaparte family.

Buckingham Palace? Inexistent.

What do the French do with the Assassins, do you want Galeries Lafayette Britannia to be in charge?

Others protested diplomatically and pressured Britain to expel the assassins from British territory, but Napoleon prepared a surprise for Eugénie.

A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood.

If Prime Minister Gladstone had known that Napoleon had such thoughts, he would not have dared to write to the Tuileries Palace in the first place.

Eugénie was not in seclusion after her expulsion from Paris, but was active in the British parliamentarians and government cabinets – and if it weren't for the death of his son in Gladstone's Transvaalal attack, his relationship with Gladstone might not have been so stiff now.

But it was too late, and Eugenie's hopes for one last struggle were dashed. The few remaining, those who were willing to swear allegiance to the Bonaparte family, were arrested in Paris, and according to the information they alleged, the president of the Congress betrayed them. The speaker of the National Assembly, who had received the benefits, acted as a wall-to-wall and betrayed them all.

Eugénie was a little remorseful, thinking that the wealth given to the MPs would be enough to gag the insatiable mouths, but she did not expect the National Gendarmerie to pry open their mouths with cold torture instruments.

Obviously, Napoleon knew how to exploit the human heart better.

On this day, Eugenie was a guest at Disraeli's home, and the former prime minister avoided talking about the topic when he knew that he had lost his favorite son. The dinner was pleasant, and Eugenie had a rare smile.

In the end, he said goodbye to Prime Minister Disraeli, who personally sent Eugénie to the door, and kindly reminded her that it was time to come out of the shadows and sorrows.

Eugenie nodded, and he said calmly, "Farewell, Lord Disraeli." ”

"Walk slowly, be careful on the road."

"I will."

After putting on her hat and saying goodbye to Disraeli, Eugénie walked out into the cold street.

The humble carriage has been waiting for a long time.

Eugénie, who had always been cautious, did not walk directly to the carriage, but walked around the carriage a few times, and after making sure that no one was following, she slowly got into the carriage.

A craftsman mending shoes on the side of the road saw everything in his eyes. Then the wheels of the carriage turned, making a crisp sound that shattered the silence that had fallen into the night.

The old Victorian church still retains its Gothic architecture, with sharp domes that seem to pierce the full moon, the scarlet full moon.

Reveals some kind of foreboding.

The occasional flickering kerosene lamp in the window supported a small patch of light, and the foggy streets began to fill with fog, lingering at your feet. Except for the sound of barking dogs in the distance, the entire city seemed to fall into a dark silence.

The spider in the corner has a large web, eagerly waiting for the moth and prey ready to come to the door.

Eugenie sat expressionlessly in the carriage, closing her eyes slightly. She was so tired these days, first the British government unilaterally severed the cooperation agreement between them, and then Queen Victoria, who had supported her, was similarly persuaded to abandon the idea of assassinating the French president, these messy thoughts haunted Eugenie's mind, causing her to have different assassination nightmares all day long.

She opened the curtain of the carriage, the moonlight of the night felt so familiar to her. It even seems to be a reenactment of a dream, certainly not a friendly dream, often accompanied by violence and bloody plots.

The British economic and political restrictions on Paris did not bring her the joy of revenge, and Eugénie's heart could only be calmed by the complete death of the crook sitting in the Tuileries Palace.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped. The sudden pause made her almost roll forward, and finally opened the car door in dissatisfaction and asked, "What the hell is wrong?" ”

But the next scene she saw was a little frightened, and the four men blocked the way of the carriage, each of them covering half of his face with a black cloth. She turned her head to find the same four people standing behind her, looking at Eugenie with unkind eyes.

Leather shoes stepped on the road inlaid with gray stone bricks, making a creepy sound of leather shoes.

Hunters in wide-brimmed bowlers and black trench coats have found their purpose. They revealed the long blades that lurked in their arms, emitting a cold glow in the moonlight.

The last regent of the House of Bonaparte, Empress Eugenie.

"Who are you?"

Eugenie looked panicked, but she received a silent response.

This stretch of the road is a secluded alley, and if an uninvited guest wants to do something, no one will come to save him.

Her ears seemed to surround her with the ominous cry of the crow, and death was drawing closer to her, and everything was like the nightmare she had had.

Knowing that her time was near, Eugenie rolled her eyes and said almost pleadingly, "Can you spare me?" Take the wealth of the Bonaparte family as you like. As long as you let me go! This wealth is enough to make you rich enough to live like a king, and you don't have to assassinate me to accomplish this task. ”

However, Eugenie did not receive any reply, and she finally understood that these people were dead soldiers who had received orders, and would not let her go easily.

As the other party approached step by step, Eugénie almost lost the idea of living, and finally she calmed down and said to them, "I only have one last question, are you from the National Gendarmerie, are you from the National Gendarmerie, are you the ones sent by Napoleon to assassinate me?" ”

Eventually, the masked man finally spoke.

"Eugenie, you tried to assassinate the President of France, even if you fled to England and were under the protection of Buckingham Palace, we will not let you go. Sanction you in the name of freedom and justice. ”

Hearing this, Eugénie almost collapsed, she was supposed to assassinate Napoleon, but he never imagined that the leader of a country would take the same revenge regardless of triggering a political conflict.

There's nothing wrong with a tooth for a tooth.

The pace of advance quickened, and the French clenched the knife in his hand.

As soon as he finished speaking, he kept a slight hunched posture and rushed forward.

The next few people also acted at the same time, grabbed Eugenie firmly from behind, pulled her directly from the carriage, and then flipped her to the ground, and the other took out a dagger, aimed it at her chest, and stabbed her fiercely.

The coachman who tried to escape was also caught, and then treated in the same way, and the assassin decisively put an end to the man, scarlet, warm blood flowed on the ground, and the coachman's gaze gradually drifted, and some indistinct syllables came out of his throat, and then gradually lost his body temperature, and the poor Englishman turned into a cold corpse.

They don't need to leave any witnesses.

The whole process is so short that it doesn't even take more than two minutes.

The gore gradually deepened Victoria's scarlet blood moon, and only the steered horse witnessed the tragedy of the scene.

Empress Eugenie did not die immediately after being stabbed, perhaps her luck was not so good, the Frenchman with bad eyes was a few centimeters off, the sharp knife pierced the spleen, and blood continued to ooze from the abdomen, she tried her best to plug the wound with her hands and delay the arrival of death.

But all this to no avail.

After dealing with the "traitor to France", the masked turned around and looked at Empress Eugenie condescendingly, his eyes gloomy.

She suddenly remembered this scene, in a previous nightmare, she had dreamed that she had been stabbed several times and fell in a pool of blood, blood seeping into every crevice of the masonry. The assassin in the dream also looked at himself in the same way, his eyes gloomy.

They planned every step, and did not even choose to use guns, for fear of attracting British patrols.

"Take all her belongings and set up the scene to disguise it as a robber who killed her."

Eugenie's gaze gradually drifted, how she wished it was just a nightmare, to die in a dream, to wake up from the soft bed of reality, but the sharp pain in her abdomen at the beginning and the cold afterwards told herself that it was not a dream.

The desire for the restoration of the Bonaparte family will also disappear with her death, and the most puzzling thing is that her assassin is the founder of the Bonaparte family.

Before she lost consciousness completely, Eugénie heard only one last sentence of familiar French.

"Whoever betrays France, die."