"It should be called the Bastille, or better yet, the Bastille warehouse!"

"Huh? There are also inscriptions on the granite exterior wall? Look, what are the words? Oh! It should be the positioning stone of the wall foundation. After the Bastille was torn down, we secretly bought all the 600 or so stones with the lettering. In the future, it will be a world cultural heritage!

Use your divine sense to put a unique mark on every promising stone, so that you can be a thief after 20 years.

"Let's go, let's go into the city!" a certain man, who had completed the thief's seizure project, straightened his clothes, smoothed the long hair on his head, and entered the city in a dignified manner.

Daddy New lives in the small town of Bercy, southeast of Paris, in an exquisite manor house east of the Seine.

"Excuse me, is this the residence of Lord Bartley Creoin?"

"It's a drop!" Generally speaking, the nostrils of the noble porter are a little more upside than the nostrils of the nobles. Especially to see such a broken carriage!

"This is Mr. Newman's urgent letter to Master Bartley. It's very urgent!" "If you don't warn them, these guys with their nostrils in the sky may be pressed until next year!"

"Well, it's good, it's good, I'll report it immediately!" When the doorman heard this, he didn't dare to slack off, and one of them immediately went in!

After a while, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler hurried to the porter: "Lord Le Pen, I am Peter the butler of Mr. Bartley." Mr. Bartley, please!

A middle-aged and elderly version of the new fat man is standing at the door to greet him. This is a father, a noble man for his son, due courtesy!

"Lord Lebon, thank you for your help to Newman! please!" the old fat man let the group of three in.

Chen ran and followed Chen Guang and was led to the lounge, and Le Pont was led to Bartley's study.

"Coffee, tea. Old Sir asked.

"Coffee! Thank you!" After being a European for several years, the smuggler also fell in love with coffee.

This was followed by a non-nutritious greeting, thanks, and politeness. Is this considered upper-class etiquette?

"Mr. Bartley, this time, I have the cheekiness to ask for help! In the southern Indian Ocean, there is an island nation called the Han Chen Kingdom. The current king is my friend.

The Han Chen Kingdom wanted to be recognized by the international community, but at the same time did not want to belong to any sphere of influence.

France represents the mainstream will of Europe! Therefore, France's recognition is very important.

It was thought that the navigator Kyle Gueland could influence Louis XV's decision. Now it seems that Han Chen's original idea was a little simpler. ”

As soon as Le Pon said what he meant, Bartley began to think.

"Your Excellency Le Pen, I have also heard that the detention of Kergueland is the idea of Kergueland to try his best to prevent Louis XV from beating the island of Hanchen!

Now is the time for Europeans to look for colonies everywhere! France is already outdated! Therefore, this matter really depends on whether the monarch is greedy or not!"

In the face of his son's great nobleman, Bartley can't be official. Besides, if the relationship is handled, the son's great nobleman may not become his own nobleman!

Bartley: "According to Newman's letter, the king will be in Paris in the near future?"

"Yes, Your Excellency! The King is coming here from England. "The smuggler meant: if the French road does not work, the king may fall into the arms of the British!

"Your Excellency Le Pen, I tell you the truth, no European monarch is willing to make a promise, in writing or in public, not to include such and such a country in his sphere of influence!

However, they will acquiesce! They will even stand on the side of the weak when they are persecuted by other countries!

Therefore, first find a way to gain recognition, and then delay the favor of the big forces. In layman's terms, it means that you don't express your position!

Bartley, of course, would not pat his chest and promise to let that whoever attend the coronation of Louis XVI. Being able to mention the movements of King Han Chen already expresses the intention of working hard in this direction. Because Newman's letter has already proposed such a plan.

Bartley's train of thought gave the stowaway man a feeling of sudden enlightenment!

Even if Louis XVI agreed, what if Louis XVIII overthrew it! What if the Bourbon dynasty agreed, but what if the Emperor Napoleon overthrew it! What if the Fifth Republic was overthrown!

This is the difference between a banker who mingles in the upper class of Europe and a technician who works in the environmental protection department of a small private factory!

Even if he has lived for 40,000 years and lived in two worlds, the smuggling man's grasp of people's hearts is not as high as that of the little technician who is mixed in the environmental protection department of a small private factory!

"Thank you very much for Mr. Bartley's reminder and help! This is the bill that should have been carried in Newman's letter, but I was afraid of losing it, so I brought it with me. In this sentence, the smuggler man said sincerely. The golden check was also given willingly.

"Lebon, you're gracious!" Although his son's letter had detailed the amount of the check, Bartley was still shocked: it was only 7.5%, and it was nearly 4,000 gold coins. The value of this channel! No! I have to befriend him!

"You can live in peace first, and I will do my best to get some kind of invitation from the royal family, and I will also try my best to help Kylguelen regain his freedom!"

Next, of course, it was time to have dinner. Upper-class French people eat similar to the more traditional Chinese, and they all pay attention to "food without speaking"!

Therefore, this meal, in the eyes of Hanchen residents who are accustomed to moonlight barbecue, is really extremely depressing and dull. Fortunately, it didn't take long and you could retreat freely.

While chatting and walking after dinner, Le Pon asked Bartley for information on the purchase of a plot or estate by the Seine.

Bartley: "Hah! You're asking the right person! Only the bank knows best which manor owners have financial problems and which land estates have been suppressed! ”

That night, the group of three stayed in the guest room of Bartley Manor. Of course, the consciousness of the three smuggling men entered the school space as usual.

"Xiao Ming, let's change tomorrow! You accompany the boss, alas! The French are very boring!" As soon as he entered the school, Chen Guang's emotions that had been held back for an afternoon were immediately sown.

"Hey, tell me, what's boring?" A group of people hiding in the school sucked up their innate aura. In addition to Chen Lenovo and Chen Karma tinkering with fortune-telling tools, the others also held back all afternoon!

"It's boring, I can't speak anyway, it's boring anyway!" Chen Guang's ability to express words seems to have not made much progress in the past 40,000 years, and he is still in the first grade of primary school!