The Duke of Richelieu, with a silver-tipped cane of walnut, staggered into the Hall of Mirrors with the help of Baron Betula, like a drunken drunkard.

He didn't wear a wig and *** in order to follow the trend, but instead wore a somewhat retro early Clark dress.

The Duke of Richelieu, who was already seventy-four years old, was obviously not in good health, and even had to be supported by Ambassador Betula, who accompanied him on this journey.

But he insisted on driving from Paris to the banquet, which made Lawrence a little suspicious.

"If only to accompany Ambassador Betula ... It shouldn't be like this..."

Lawrence, like the rest of the guests, cast his eyes on the Duke of Richelieu, silently guessing:

"It seems that he is either coming for me, or he has other plans in the Palace of Versailles."

The corners of the Duke Richelieu's mouth curved slightly, his eyes narrowed to show a kind smile, waved his hand to greet everyone, and said with emotion:

"Ah, Hall of Mirrors, I haven't been here for a while, this place has changed a lot from the time of the previous king, and I still prefer the Hall of Mirrors when I was a child."

The Duke of Richelieu, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, did have the confidence to say this, after all, he was born in Versailles, and the former king Louis XIV was his godfather, and he probably used the Hall of Mirrors, which many people dream of visiting, as a playground when he was a child.

The Duke of Choiseul, who was in the center of the crowd, glanced at the Duke of Richelieu with disdain, and whispered in Lawrence's ear:

"Look at the intimacy between him and the old Englishman, my intuition tells this old immortal that there must be some conspiracy, hmph, whatever it is, just let the horse go."

Lawrence didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and he couldn't figure out what the Duke of Richelieu was trying to do until he had enough information to be convinced.

However, seeing such a close relationship between him and Ambassador Betula gave Lawrence an idea.

"Your Excellency, I admire your instincts, if only I could make everyone think so." Lawrence tilted his head to Duke Choiseul's ear and chuckled.

"Oh?" Duke Choiseul's eyes lit up, and he was extremely looking forward to the proposal of this resourceful young man, so he asked in a loud voice:

"What do you think when you say that?"

"You know, people don't really care about the truth, and they don't even touch the truth at the bottom."

Lawrence stretched out his finger, pointed at the Duke of Richelieu secretly, and said in a low voice:

"All their cognition comes from public opinion, and as long as we manipulate public opinion, we can knead their cognition like clay into the shape we want."

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"Hmm... It's kind of interesting. The Duke of Choiseul smiled and nodded, but still said with some seriousness:

"But public opinion is not so easy to manipulate, you also know the truth that it is difficult to reconcile, there will always be different voices in society."

Lawrence shook his head and said:

"No, we don't need to get everyone's voices on the same page, as long as the voices that support us overshadow the voices that oppose us, we can scribble repeatedly on the canvas called the truth. For example... Whether the Duke of Richelieu had an affair with the British. ”

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The Duke of Richelieu pondered for a moment, then nodded his head twice heavily, slowly, and asked:

"Doge Bonaparte, do you have a plan?"

"It's just an idea now, I'll talk to you about it when I get back to Paris." Lawrence nodded.

"Good." The Duke of Choiseul licked his lips and patted Lawrence on the shoulder approvingly:

"I look forward to your plans, Governor Bonaparte."

Just as the two were talking in a low voice, they only heard the guest at the door shouting in a loud voice:

"Justice of France, Marquis René-Nicolas de Mopp!"

The voice was much quieter than that of both the Duke of Schwarcel and Lawrence, so it didn't cause much noise

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But Lawrence and Duke Schwartle, who were talking, stopped in unison and turned their gaze to a middle-aged man in a red robe with a serious face at the door.

Although he is a marquis, he is obviously incompatible with these nobles of Versailles, which is not only reflected in his clothing that does not wear *** and high heels, but also in his bookish bureaucratic temperament.

He saw Lord Mope enter the Hall of Mirrors, meticulously greet several nobles who greeted him, and then went straight to the Duke of Richelieu, where he joined in the conversation with Ambassador Betula.

"Lord Mopp... He even attended the banquet. Duke Choiseul frowned and muttered to himself with some displeasure.

Lawrence looked at the Duke of Choiseul, but did not ask for information about Lord Mopp, who was also a well-known figure in history.

After the fall of the Duke of Choiseul and the loss of political power, it was the Lord Chancellor of Mapp who succeeded him as First Minister of France.

However, he did not last long, because in 1774 Louis XV died and he stepped down.

Of course, Justice Möpp is best known for his repression of the French High Court.

In the French judicial system at this time, the High Court, especially the High Court of Paris, was the final court of the entire system and enjoyed enormous powers in many matters, especially in taxation.

Even royal decrees issued by the King have the force of law in the jurisdiction of the courts only after they have been duly recognized and issued by the High Court.

It can be said that the High Court was on the front line of opposition to the royal power, and it was also the most direct means used by the first and second estates to oppose reform.

As a result, the High Court became the most direct obstacle to France's fiscal reform, and the decision of the Versailles court to tax the privileged class was rejected by the High Court even before it even left Paris.

And the Marquis of Mopp, who once served as president of the High Court of Paris, after succeeding his father as the Grand Chancellor of France, in order to curry favor with Louis XV and consolidate the royal power, in turn suppressed the High Court.

Although Mopp's suppression work was successful, it is a pity that after Louis XVI came to power in 1774, the king, who had just succeeded to the throne and was still very weak, ordered the restoration of the power of the High Court and forced the first minister at this time to step down in order to prevent the protests of the High Court from expanding.

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"Marquis of Mop... This justice is on the opposite side of the Paris High Court. ”

Lawrence glanced at Duke Choiseul, whose face was a little ugly, and said aloud.

And the reason why the Duke of Schwarcel did not want to see this justice is also very simple, at this time the Lord Mup already coveted the Duke of Schwarcel's position, and the Paris High Court he suppressed was a staunch ally of the Duke of Schwart.

In 1762, the Duke of Choiseul forcibly supported the resolution of the High Court of Paris to dissolve the Society of Jesus, despite the king's objections, much to the chagrin of Louis XV.

"That's right, although he has a noble title, he is actually a nobleman in court clothes. He used to be a centrist, but now he seems to have leaned over to Richelieu's side. ”

Duke Choiseul stared closely at Justice Mopp, who was talking and laughing with Duke Richelieu, and bit his lip fiercely and said.

The so-called court-dressed aristocracy, also known as the bureaucratic aristocracy and the robed aristocracy, refers to a privileged group of hereditary officials like Lord Mop, whose office he inherited from his father.

Lawrence also frowned and said:

"His political power is not weak, especially his suppression of the Paris High Court, which is estimated to make him very popular with King Louis."

The Duke of Choiseul looked at Lawrence with some surprise, nodded and said:

"You know the political situation in Paris quite well, and yes, he has a lot of place in the judicial system."

With that, the Duke of Choiseul shook his head and added:

"Hmph, in any case, the High Court is on my side, and if he wants to use the law against me, he will definitely go through the procedures of the High Court, which is not a concern at all. It was he in King Louis

and the influence in the aristocratic circle is really not low. ”

Lawrence nodded in agreement with the judgment of the Duke of Schwart, and the main role of Lord Möpp was still in his influence and the suppression of the Paris High Court, and it was impossible for him to use the lawsuit directly to bring the Duke of Schwarsell to justice.

It's just that both the Duke of Choisell and Lawrence have noticed that this justice has appeared in the Hall of Mirrors today, and it is definitely not as simple as eating, drinking, and having fun.

Lawrence and the Duke of Choiseul looked at each other, and both of them could see in each other's tightly knit brows the suspicion of the Duke of Richelieu's faction.

"Father, what are you looking at there, like a stake?"

At this moment, Miss Elvie came forward angrily, poked the back of the Duke of Choiseul, puffed out her mouth, and said:

"It's rare for me to come to the Hall of Mirrors, so many sisters are here today, and I want to introduce you to them."

For an unmarried lady like Miss Elvie, when interacting with people in such social situations, it is common to introduce her father to the other person, firstly to show her identity and family background, and secondly to show kindness and politeness.

"Alright, alright, my little Elvie, I'll be here."

The Duke of Choiseul also had nothing to do with this arrogant daughter, and hurriedly took a glass of white wine from the silver tray of the passing waiter, and said quickly to Lawrence:

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"Dear Lawrence, enjoy this banquet for you, and put aside the matter of the Chancellor, we don't have any information right now."

Lawrence smiled wryly and nodded, watching as Duke Choiseul was almost dragged aside by Miss Elvie.

Before leaving, Miss Elvie did not forget to look at Lawrence with great interest and said:

"Oh yes, Monsieur Bonaparte, would you like to come and talk for a while, my sisters are interested in you, and they think you are a very good man."

The Duke of Choiseul on the side pinched his nose angrily and said:

"Come on, they didn't even say a word to Lawrence before they knew he was a good guy? These women are not all face-looking. If Judas had been a handsome man, the women would have avenged Judas. ”

"Father!" Miss Elvi snorted and stabbed Duke Choiseul in the waist mercilessly.

Seeing this, Lawrence smiled and shook his head, waved his hand and said:

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss Elvie, but I still want to wander around here, after all, this is my first time in the Hall of Mirrors."

"Ah, that's a pity, I wish you a happy party."

Miss Elvie said with some disappointment, and at the same time glanced at Lawrence a little shyly out of the corner of her eye, and tiptoed into the ear of the Duke of Choiseul and said:

"Well, father, you ought to learn from Monsieur de Bonaparte, for I am ashamed to bring you to my new sister; If only I had taken Monsieur Bonaparte with me, they would have died of envy. ”

"Hey, hey, hey! Does little Ellevy want to get married? You're not small, it's just that I haven't been able to find a suitable marriage partner before. If it weren't for the sake of friendship with Austria, I would have prepared for you to marry Crown Prince Louis. ”

The Duke of Choiseul laughed twice, looked at Lawrence's back and said:

"But I think this Lawrence is still lacking in terms of status, and the rest is not bad."

"Father! Shut up! ”

Miss Elvie's face flushed, and she twisted her head to the side shyly, and hurriedly pulled Duke Choiseul aside.

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Lawrence, who was walking around the Hall of Mirrors, naturally couldn't hear this conversation, and after simply raising a glass to the guests, Lawrence also wanted to take a closer look at the pearl of the Palace of Versailles.

"The frescoes on this dome are really good, this should be Louis XIV...?"

Lawrence stopped in place, looked up at the thirty giant murals on the top of the Hall of Mirrors, and couldn't help but nod his head and muttered to himself.

At this moment, I heard an old but very clear voice suddenly sound behind Lawrence, and said slowly:

"You're right

, Governor Bonaparte, in fact, depicts the scene of the war of the first king against the Dutch lowlands. It is particularly noteworthy that in this series of murals, the painter does not deify the former king, but creates him as a person, which is quite rare in court murals. ”

Lawrence did not turn his head, nor did he respond to the words, as if he had not heard, still looking up at the mural above his head.

The old voice continued:

"If you know anything about painting, you can definitely see that the color tone of these murals is green and cold, which is quite a contrast with the golden Hall of Mirrors, which is very eye-catching. These murals were painted by Charles Le Blanç, the court painter of the former kings, who once told me about his inspiration, but unfortunately I was too young to remember clearly; But if you're interested, I can tell you about it. ”

Lawrence slowly lowered his head, but instead of turning his head to look at the man who was speaking, he faced the front and said in a deep voice:

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency the Duke of Richelieu, but not anymore."

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