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After leaving the Palais Bourbon, Napoleon did not bask in the joy of a brief victory, and even the republicans' offer to celebrate the establishment of the republic at the Ritz Hotel on Place Vendôme was rejected by him. He now needed Governor Trochu to issue a proclamation of martial law in Paris in the shortest possible time, and to come up with various plans to deal with all the possible scenarios that followed.

Walking out of the corridors of the Palais Bourbon, a vacuum formed around Napoleon, and the parliamentarians deliberately distanced themselves from him, and Speaker Schneider looked at his distant back and sighed.

It is not known if there is a savior in France, or if a terrible demon has appeared.

The Bonaparte parliamentarian stopped Napoleon at the porch in front of the Palazzo Popon, took off his black top hat, bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you for saving the Bonaparte family, Your Majesty." ”

Napoleon's answer, however, embarrassed him.

"I have no interest in saving the Bonapartes, and if my nephew had been a little more aggressive, he would not have ended up in such a dilemma, but unfortunately he is surrounded by a bunch of useless fools."

The parliamentarian touched his nose in embarrassment, and he didn't know why the horse's fart slapped on the horse's leg, so he had to give up his politeness and go straight to the point, "Empress Eugenie would like to invite you to the Tuileries Palace to talk about the edict of Napoleon III ......"

The parliamentarian threw out the bombshell news and then stopped talking, trying to arouse Napoleon's interest, but he apparently underestimated the "impostor's" calmness.

Napoleon just looked at him calmly and said, "I'm not interested, I'm going to go to the St. Anthony district now, please let me go." ”

The councillor finally became anxious, he desperately stopped the other party, and said in a deep voice, "Wait, I know you are a fake, but you listen, without the support of the Bonapartes, you are just a liar." No matter how much you look like Napoleon, you can't hide the essence of your impostor. I don't know what the deal is between you and Trochu, but you'd better know who you are. The edict issued by the Empress is enough to secure your position. ”

Governor Trochu followed him, looking at Napoleon uneasily, fearing that the autocratic monarch would really take out his pistol and destroy the stupid offender.

The ironic impostor looked at him without any emotion. He nodded undeniably and said, "Yes, I know my identity very well, and I also know that the edict in the hands of Empress Eugenie, whether it is true or not, is just an embellishment on the cake, and the people do not care at all whether it is an orthodox Bonaparte blood or not. You can keep Paris, even if you advertise yourself as the reincarnation of Jesus, they believe it. ”

He patted the other man on the shoulder, his tone was flat, but the other party sounded like a burst of thunder.

"So it's better to stop in moderation if you can't get on the table, Napoleon's exploits are not for you crooks to use as political capital to deceive, if Empress Eugenie is sincere enough, let her come and negotiate in person."

Napoleon approached him, squinted his eyes, and said, "Also, the next time you are ready to blackmail someone, it is better to make one thing clear, the military power of Paris is in our hands. ”

"Anyone who stands in the way of our plans, except for the Revolutionary Party, will die."

Then he made a gesture to wipe his neck, leaving the frightened Bonaparte and walking down the marble steps.

The republican fool has not yet realized the importance of "power from the barrel of a gun", and he has taken control of Trochu in a preemptive manner, which is equivalent to mastering the whole of Paris.

The only person in Paris who saw this through was Blanqui, the leader of the Workers' Party. Even Napoleon had to admit that the Paris Commune was the first great attempt by the proletarians to seize power by armed force.

The Doge of Paris was a little puzzled, and he followed Napoleon, walking down the stone steps of the Palais Bourbon, and asked softly, "There will definitely be martial law in the city of Paris, but I do not understand why the proposal for the republicans appeared in the martial law question provided by His Excellency Napoleon." The country has changed its polity, and their purpose has been achieved. ”

"Realization?"

Napoleon turned his head and asked him with a sneer, "Yes, a republic has been achieved." But their ambitions have not been realized, and let's not forget that there are only a few republicans in the current cabinet list, and the rest are petty-bourgeois royalists and workers' parties, and they are sorry for the growing ambitions of this group of fellows if they do not encourage the Parisian mob to stand up and riot. ”

The pace of the Doge of Paris stopped in place, and the momentum of Napoleon in front of him was so spontaneous that he couldn't even take a step, and his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily.

The prestige of the First Emperor was not a handout, but the glory of the First Empire was the foundation laid by the twelve great victories that conquered Europe.

Even if he didn't wear the crown and be crowned king, Trochu could still feel the pressure coming from him.

Napoleon, who was standing still, seemed to remember something, turned around and added.

"General Trochu, martial law should begin in the vicinity of Place Vendôme and in the Latin Quarter. If the Republicans dare to make small moves behind the scenes to stop us from maintaining order in Paris. ”

The dark eyes under the narrow eyelids slowly opened, like the scarlet eyes of the demon that appeared in the dark abyss he stared at.

The clouds obscured the light, and the shadows cast on the ground slowly spread.

Napilon said calmly, "Just cut off the heads of the rioters one by one, starting with Gambida, Favre, and Simon." ”

"Yes...... Yes. Napoleon...... Your Majesty. ”

Trochu's speech was already incoherent, and he lowered his head and asked respectfully, "And where are you going now?" ”

"As I said, a trip to St. Anthony's Avenue and I have to meet with the leaders of the Workers' Party, and now I need to come to an agreement with them. By adding Blanqui's name to the Cabinet, we have sent a signal of goodwill that the Workers' Party will not be unrelenting. ”

Trochu hesitated and said, "But your Bonaparte family identity ...... I'll send an army to protect you. ”

Napoleon stopped his progress and asked, without looking back, "How?" Do I have to look at their faces when I act? ”

"Don't dare, I'm afraid that these mobs will do too much to you."

Napoleon waved his hand in refusal, leaving only a majestic side face, and said lightly, "If the mob really does this, then hang them directly." ”

Napoleon stepped into his private carriage and walked slowly towards San Antonio in the eastern district of Paris. To be on the safe side, Trochu sent soldiers to accompany Napoleon.

The carriage passed the demonstrators at Place de la Bastille and slowly walked towards the East End. The Saint-Anthony district is the only road to the east of Paris and the place where the kings of France in the Middle Ages had to pass on their way to and from the Château de Vincent, the eastern outskirts of Paris, and is representative of the Parisian urban fabric. Before and after the French Revolution, it became the base of the middle and lower class working citizens.

The seeds of revolution and the conspiracy against the party are slowly fermenting in this chaotic neighborhood.

Dickens described it in his Tale of Two Cities, "The St. Anthony's district was a scene of poverty, a crooked and narrow street full of foul stench, and irregular rough stones, showing all kinds of sharp corners, as if intent on harming all creatures that approached them." ”

He closed his eyes slightly, thinking about the next gunpowder negotiation with Blanqui.

Only interesting opponents can provoke his desire to conquer.

I don't know how long it took for the carriage to listen. Napoleon opened the carriage and found himself in the St. Anthony neighborhood, where he jumped out of the carriage and, led by his guide, headed for the base of the Revolutionary Workers' Party.

The soldier tried to follow, but he refused.

"You stay in the wagon, the Blanquee Workers' Party will not welcome soldiers who have suppressed them."

Then he followed the guide alone, and the face was exactly the same as that of Napoleon, and he was the center of attention wherever he went.

The guide led him to an inconspicuous classical building, where a burly man stopped him at the door and gave him a puzzled look.

As a gesture of friendship, Napoleon took off his top hat and smiled at the members of the Workers' Party in front of him, saying, "Please help me inform Monsieur Louis Auguste Blanqui." ”

"Let's just say that Napoleon Bonaparte asked for a meeting."