The depressed Corsican, after pouring half a glass of wine, finally collapsed without surprise. Right in front of Han Xing, the future European Fengyun fell on the table without grace and began to doze off directly.

This made Han Xing extremely helpless, "My emperor!" Get up! I don't know Italian, how do you ask me to pay the bill? And I don't know where you live! I'm going to have to open a room for you! ”

When he shook his head helplessly and sighed at the bar to pay the bill, he learned from the restaurateur: "Monsieur Bonaparte already owes 15 francs to the restaurant!" There is also your meal money of 20 sheng ding (auxiliary currency, the exchange rate with the franc is 100:1), a total of 15 francs and 20 sheng ding, please settle it once (xìng)! ”

"What? So much! The Napoleon actually took me as a wronged boss! No wonder he is so close (rè), dare (qíng) to use me as a meal ticket! Han Xing's heart was groaning for a while.

The franc of this period is not almost equivalent to the franc of the later period, the franc at this time is the new darling of the monetary world, (shēn) price is properly high, one franc is equivalent to five or six hundred yuan, and the dollar is simply waste paper compared to it! That is, Napoleon's debts amounted to almost ten thousand yuan!

Han Xing felt a million unhappy with Napoleon's behavior of eating a lot of money, but after thinking about it, "If it weren't for Napoleon's downfall, I am afraid that I would not even be able to get the opportunity to invite him to dinner, and how many people in future generations will not be able to eat with their idols for hundreds of thousands, millions!" A few thousand dollars can make your relationship with Napoleon so (rè), it's worth it! ”

However, Han Xing was at a loss as to what the value of the franc was, and he did not have a single franc on his (shēn). There was a small bag of golden dragons, which was one of the parting gifts Robert had given him, and he was going to use it as a platter.

Han Xing took out a golden dragon and slapped it on the bar, and the eyes of the Italian shop owner lit up. The good news is that this guy knows French, maybe it's because of alcohol, Han Xing's brain turned a little slowly, and it took a while to figure this out, "People live in France, even if it's Italian, they have to deal with others, right?" It's not surprising that you know French at all! ”

Although the Italian boss had never seen the golden dragon as a currency, he knew that it was gold, right? This golden dragon weighs more than 20 francs! Steady profit and no loss! The Italian man who was on the top smiled and swept the golden dragon off the table with his hand, and was about to put it in his pocket, but Han Xing pressed it with his right index finger.

"Arrange a room for Monsieur Bonaparte! You see what he looks like now, too! Han Xing pointed to Napoleon, who was sleeping soundly at the dining table, and the bald Italian boss agreed without thinking, his eyes were fixed on the golden dragon, and then nodded and said: "Mr. Bonaparte is my old customer, even if the gold coins you give are deducted from the debts and before the meal, there is still a surplus!" Not only can you book him the best room, but you can also add a hearty breakfast! Don't worry, I'll take care of him! Han Xing let go of the golden dragon with satisfaction.

When Han Xing returned to the Tuileries Palace, it was already afternoon, and as the commander of the Swiss Guard, no one dared to protest against Han Xing's desertion. In fact, the aristocracy is having fun, and the soldiers are carrying the pot, which has almost become the consensus of this era.

"Lieutenant, you're back!" Han Xing entered through the gate all the way, and the soldiers standing guard on the road saluted him as soon as they saw him. This greatly satisfied his vanity, the army of this era already had the prototype of the professional army of later generations, and a lot of military discipline was also formed at this time. The most typical example: queues. Stepping and drumming marches, military rank system, etc.

(shēn) is a member of the king's guard, a high-ranking bodyguard, which is obviously a very easy, comfortable and face-saving job. Not only does it have a high salary, but it is basically fine, you only need to stand guard and train patrols, especially in places like the Tuileries Palace, where it is better to say that it is a patrol than a walk.

(shēn) is a famous royal garden in Europe, this place is better than the best parks of later generations, not only with a variety of exotic flowers and plants, but also meticulously manicured hedges, almost forming a green labyrinth. The gilded fountains and the marble statues by famous artists tell a story when it comes to them, and the mist produced by the fountains creates a faint rainbow color in the sunlight, which is simply pleasing to the eye!

Besides, there is no such thing as a flood of tourists here, after all, Louis XVI is an "otaku" and the recent events (qíng) have hit him hard, her queen Marie? Antoinone was an activist, but now he is also trembling, so this beautiful royal garden is almost the world of Han Xing and the Swiss Guard!

It stands to reason that in the past, Han Xing's current "job" can be called first-class, but in view of the increasingly violent form of the Great Revolution outside the palace walls, Han Xing has no heart (qíng) to enjoy this picturesque scenery at all, just kidding, the guillotine is not far from this royal couple! If you don't take it easy, you can stay in the Tuileries "forever"! (In real history, Louis XVI's Swiss Guard was wiped out by a mob that stormed the Tuileries Palace after he fled to the National Assembly to seek refuge)

Just as Han Xing was pretending to be patrolling in the huge Tuileries Palace, he saw several shadows playing on the lawn outside the palace from a distance, one of them was a six- or seven-year-old blonde boy with an angelic face and sapphire-like eyes, lively and cheerful, playing a game similar to bowling, but there was no fixed ramp, just rolling the ball on the grass, trying to knock down a few wooden bottle-like things.

There was also a little girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, who looked to be three or four years older than the boy, and at this time she was dressed in a splendid little lady's dress, and sat on a varnished wooden bench and drank afternoon tea like her mother and other noble ladies.

Han Xing just continued his patrol route, and made up his mind not to be involved in these troubles, after all, in Han Xing's opinion, Louis XVI and all the royal family members were basically dead!

But as if it was fate, the little boy's wooden bowling ball rolled to Han Xing's feet. Han Xing's whole body trembled, if he accidentally stepped on it, he would definitely not have good fruit to eat! The little boy in front of him, needless to say, knew that he was the son of Louis XVI, and even if he used (pì) shares, he knew that this little angel would inevitably end up returning to heaven early!

Han Xing still picked up the wooden bowling ball head-on, and then walked towards the little ancestor who ran towards him with difficulty, a nanny who seemed to be in charge of taking care of the little boy immediately chased after him, and before the little boy came to Han Xing, he took the little boy into his arms and looked at him vigilantly.

Han Xing suddenly felt like a fool, holding a bowling ball in both hands, it was estimated that in the eyes of the nanny, he was probably regarded as a killer or a human trafficker! Of course, it is also possible to be treated as a mob!

The little boy looked at his bowling ball, he obviously didn't want to lose his toys, so he stretched out his little hand and waved it in the direction of Han Xing, Han Xing stiffened his head and walked up with embarrassment, he just walked within two meters, the nanny protected the little boy in the crook of his arm and said, "Stop, who are you?" What do you want to do? ”

"I'm Your Majesty's Bodyguard, Commander of the Swiss Guard, Hanschel? Count Segaard! I just want to give the ball back to this ?????." Seeing that Han Xing was stumbling, the nanny explained Han Xing's confusion: "This is His Majesty's second son, Louie?" Charlie? Morality? Prince Bourbon, also His Majesty's Crown Prince! ”

"So this is Louis XVII!" As soon as Han Xing heard the nanny's description, he immediately knew the little boy's (shēn), one of the three kings in history who had never been officially crowned, a poor child, who was considered king solely because his uncle Louis XVIII had made him king after he fled the country.

The poor doll was in prison in Paris, and becoming king did not play a positive role in his life situation. Han Xing even maliciously speculated that Louis XVIII wanted to kill him in order to make room for his position. After all, the main reason why Louis XVI was executed was because even if he did not resist, he would have become a banner for the royalists to unite. The throne of France is a hot potato, whoever touches it will die!

Maybe it was because Han Xing answered his share truthfully, maybe it was because she heard that Han Xing was the commander of the Swiss Guard and not a villain, or because she heard that he was a nobleman, the nanny finally let down her guard, softened her attitude towards Han Xing a little, and even took the initiative to answer his doubts.

Prince Louis (Diàn) seemed to be a hare out of the cage, swooped to Han Xing, snatched the wooden bowling ball from Han Xing's hand, and ran back like a gust of wind without looking back.

Seeing that Han Xing was a little overwhelmed and looked in the direction that Prince Louis left, the nanny with pale blonde hair and black pupils bowed to Han Xing and said, "Sorry, Count Segard, the prince (diàn) is still young!" Han Xing hurriedly returned the salute.

Fortunately, over the years, the etiquette of European nobles has not changed much, even between France and Germany, there is not much difference, in fact, Han Xingxing's etiquette is more meticulous.

The nanny hid her face (jiāo) and laughed, and then she owed, "I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Mrs. Langbal!" Her Majesty's lady-in-waiting, your manners are truly impeccable! It is said that you Germans are meticulous in their work, and I have seen it today! ”

Han Xing nodded and smiled silently, and was about to leave, but found an elegant and sweet voice not far away: "Mrs. Langbal, what are you doing?" Could it be that you can't tryst with your little (qíng) person in full view? ”

A blush flashed across Lady Langbal's face, and she hurried towards Han Xingyi (shēn), and then hurried back (shēn).

Han Xing was also about to leave, but he heard that elegant voice coming again, "Who, stop!" ”