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A revolution without a master of finances is as incomplete as a castrated man.

The cowardly Proudhonists and the stupid Blanquists were destined to turn the vigorous Paris Commune into a ridiculous farce.

Napoleon got into the carriage alone, this time alone to meet his last old friends.

The advisors and generals of the First Empire have long since been reduced to bones and tombstones, but the family of financial giants who control the lifeblood of the economy is immortal.

The carriage slowly drove past the door of the Bank of France, Napoleon lifted the curtain, looked at the magnificent buildings outside, and couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile and said, "The First French Empire has been over for so many years, and the Gaute banking circle has experienced the Second Republic, the July Dynasty, and the Second Empire is still in charge of the finances of France, I have to say that this is really a great irony." A running water regime, an iron-clad consortium. ”

Founded in 1800, the Banque de France is at the heart of Paris' financial industry, which is not only the financial and economic center of all of France, but also of the entire European continent.

In 1848, the Banque de France monopolized the issuance of currency and bank bills throughout France, completing the transition to a modern central bank for the next 30 years. The francs it issues are France's legal currency, its foreign exchange and gold are the guarantor of the franc's international purchasing power, and the bonds it sells are the highest guarantee of credibility and the last channel for the French government to obtain funds.

It is no exaggeration to say that whoever controls the Banque de France controls the economic lifeblood of France. This lifeline is in control, which determines both who deploys resources and who the state apparatus serves.

Napoleon was nothing more than a time-traveler who had done everything before, to unite the forces of the various factions in Paris and to increase his prestige among the people, in preparation for the final mastery of the Banque de France.

Capital and francs are the key to the army's resistance to invasion.

Napoleon looked at the scenery on the street with his pipe in his mouth, but he was thinking about his next move, and the reason why he disdained the coercion of the Sheridd family was precisely because of his relationship with the circle of Gault Financial Group. The First French Empire was able to show a frenzied expansion trend, which is inseparable from the support of these financial giants.

The lessons of the Paris Commune showed that a revolutionary regime that did not grasp the lifeblood of the economy was fragile and vulnerable.

Without the huge reserves of the Banque de France, the billions of francs provided by the Banque de France, the absolute authority of the Banque de France to control the lifeblood of the French economy, and the expertise of the Banque de France in raising funds around the world, the Orleans party and the republicans, who fled to Versailles in disarray, would not have gathered a band of vicious outlaws to extinguish the flames of the revolution.

The financial support of the Bank of France "as much as you want" has made the return of the lost dog as a terrible monster. In the same short space of two months, with control of the Banque de France, the government of Versailles easily raised a huge sum of 2 billion gold francs for the civil war. It was precisely because of the control of the Banque de France that the Versailles government promised Prussia a huge indemnity of 5 billion gold francs in exchange for the generosity and neutrality of the iron-blooded prime minister in repatriating the prisoners of war.

Unfortunately, while Versailles was using the Banque de France to quickly amass almost all of France's wealth for the Restorationists, the revolutionaries looked elsewhere. Tragedy seemed inevitable, and the Paris Commune shared the same belief that the occupation and control of the banks would be a terrible blow to the future economy of France, cowardly as a wagging dog begging for pity.

Even Thiers once sarcastically disdained in history, "Can the proletariat without money secure Paris?" ”

Napoleon was not the Paris Commune, he never disdained to be a dog. The promise he made to the Marit family back then now needs to be exchanged back by the other party with interest.

He is the monarch of the empire and never needs to wag his tail and beg for mercy from others.

The carriage stopped at the gate of a not-so-luxurious farm, and Napoleon stepped out of the carriage and reported his visit to the servants of the house. The servant glanced at him a few times, then at the private carriage behind him, thinking that it was a friend of the master, the top hat nodded slightly, and then went back to the house to report to the butler.

Soon the steward, with a stern face, walked through the garden and towards the gate of the manor, but when he saw the figure standing at the door, he subconsciously stopped.

His expression shifted from confusion to shock.

Napoleon was the first to speak, and the Forster butler was no longer the cautious boy he used to be.

"Long time no see, Foster, I didn't expect to meet you here. You're not the kid you hid behind the servants you were fifty years ago. ”

The face that had long been blurred in Foster's memory was slowly appearing, and the scene of that year came to his mind. The other party couldn't close his mouth in surprise, wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound, and finally just barely squeezed out an intermittent sentence.

"You...... It's true...... Take...... Napoleon...... Your Majesty? “

Napoleon nodded and said, "I'm here to ask for an audience with His Excellency Guérome Marit, is he okay?" ”

"Please...... Please wait a moment. ”

The usually steady butler staggered back to the villa with a hellish panic and incredulity on his face. After a while, he pushed the old man in a wheelchair through the garden and walked in his direction.

The middle-aged man who was calm back then is now an old man who is declining. But the man who saw the door, the eyes that were originally ancient and waveless, were replaced by a strange light.

It's more like a kind of back-to-back excitement.

"Your Majesty Napoleon, is it really you? Unexpectedly, so many years have passed since the First French Empire. Forster, quick, help me up. Your Majesty, weren't you already buried in Les Invalides? ”

Guérome Marit, the owner of the Marit financial family, was on crutches and his hands trembled. He was old enough to need the support of a wheelchair and others, but the moment he saw Napoleon's face, he excitedly tried to get up from his wheelchair.

The monarch of the First Empire, it was as if the years had stood still in him.

Napoleon stood in front of him, and instead of answering his question, he asked softly, "Guroume, remember what I said in a secret telegram before I was exiled to Elba?" ”

"Of course I do, Your Majesty."

The Elba secret message was an inside story that only Guerome and Napoleon were aware of, and Guerome, who had wanted to step into the coffin with this secret, would never have imagined that he would meet a reborn founder of an empire in his lifetime.

He stood up with the help of Butler Foster, and said with the corners of his mouth twitching, "You told me at the time that your promise to the Marit family will not change, and you will definitely come back for revenge. ”

"Yes, I said that I would set foot on French soil again, and even the defeat of the Hundred Days did not shake my faith."

He was once King of Italy, protector of the Rhine Confederation, arbiter of the Swiss Confederation and colonial lord of the French Empire.

The savior of France today.

Napoleon smiled and opened his hands to Guerome.

"Now, I'm back."