Chapter 30: The Beginning of the Turmoil

In the early morning of May 5, 1848, the Polaris newspaper published a front-page article written by the editor-in-chief Haney on May 4, "On the Bonaparte Thought and the Democratization Movement in Britain" The "Little Fat Dun" who looks unbearable and laughs swaggers to a place similar to a podium, pointing to the map in the painting, looking at a pair of shivering men and women in the corner, with the image of bullying men and women, but on the right side of "Little Fat Dun" is a string of texts, which read: "I want to spread French ideas here, let your subjects rebel against you, and let the law of universal suffrage start from illumination." ”

If that's all there is to it, the key is that the shape of the map in the painting is basically the same as the shape of the British Isles, and the pair of men and women standing on the "little chubby pier", in which the man has a mustache, and the woman is short and fat, it is enough to understand that the pair of men and women are Victoria and Albert.

If one looks closer, one will see that the structure of the so-called "podium" is much the same as that of the parliament.

This painting alone is worth a thousand words, and if it is accompanied by the content of the article, it will produce a magical chemical reaction, so as to achieve the goal of spreading ten or ten to hundreds, and then detonate the entire London public opinion circle.

Haney, who printed 70,000 newspapers in one go, decisively pushed all the newspapers into the London market, and he believed that London gentlemen who like to hunt for curiosities would not refuse the "gifts" that Haney prepared for them.

The country is in dire need of a reform to improve the existing system.

Sure enough, after the "Polaris" newspaper was put on the market, it took only one morning to seize nearly one-third of the share of the London market, and less than 3,000 copies of the 70,000 newspapers remained.

"Editor-in-chief, it worked! We did it! A reporter staggered through the door and yelled at Hani as he was in the editor's office revising the manuscript and translating it for the varsity team.

At the same time, all the reporters in the Polaris newspaper looked up at the reporter.

Facing the eyes of many colleagues in the office, the reporter who delivered the news reported to Hani without fear: "Editor-in-chief, our newspaper has sold nearly 70,000 copies in just one morning, and there is a shortage of supply in some areas!" ”

At this moment, almost all eyes were on the editor-in-chief of Hani, some of them looked happy, some were puzzled, and some were worried.

The sales of 70,000 copies of the newspaper meant that at least thousands of socialites with small assets had come to their newspapers, and as long as some of the more than 10,000 people could lean toward the Chartists, all of Hani's efforts would not have been in vain.

Of course, this is only a bold estimate, and the real counterpart of the "North Star" is the middle and lower classes of the working class, who are more numerous than the elite class, and it cannot be ruled out that several workers will work together to buy a newspaper.

In any case, the "first shot" of the United Kingdom by the editor-in-chief of Haney was a very successful success, and the next step was to thoroughly consolidate the existing gains, move forward steadily, and, if necessary, continue to instigate a petition campaign to force the United Kingdom to accept their terms.

"What about printing and scheduling? Will it continue to be launched in the future? Hani asked about the follow-up.

"No problem! I'll have it all planned when I come back! The reporter raised five fingers and proudly said: "Five printing presses are working at the same time, even the whole London area is more than enough to subscribe to our newspaper!" ”

Hani nodded in satisfaction and got up.

Now that the first shot has been fired, there is absolutely no reason to retreat in the follow-up, so he needs to find some "allies".

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On the other hand, Jérôme, who had sorted out all his cousin's belongings and paid the last month's rent. Bonaparte was quietly awaiting news from the French.

The May 4 article did not seem to have caused much of a stir in British public opinion, it was like a pebble that had been submerged in the water, just made a small splash and disappeared without a trace.

This made Jérôme, who was full of confidence and anticipation of the tide of public opinion. Bonaparte couldn't help but doubt himself.

Is it because my writing is not good? Or am I doing something wrong?

Seeing that British public opinion did not develop according to his expectations, Jérôme. Bonaparte couldn't help but feel a little upset.

The defeat of British public opinion seems to be a foregone conclusion.

If French public opinion is as dead as British public opinion, it is clear that its plan has failed.

At that time, the number one question for Jérôme was to find out how he could get his cousin to return to France.

"I'll go for a walk!" Impetuous Jérôme. Bonaparte decided to take Hamm (Louis. A pet dog adopted by Napoleon in Britain) went out for a walk.

"Your Highness, I'll let Fleury go out with you!" Don't worry about Jérôme. Bonaparte went out alone with Pessini to Jérôme. Bonaparte suggested.

"No need! I'm just going out for a walk! "Jérôme. Bonaparte decisively rejected Pessini's suggestion, and he did not want to lose his freedom before he became president.

"Your Highness, please bring this!" Pessini returned to the room and pulled out a well-made revolver and a cane with a sword hidden inside.

Jérôme. Bonaparte took the cane and revolver handed by Pessini and led Hamm along the Shafterlitz Strasse until he reached the Church of St. Martin.

At the junction of the slums and the rich, Jérôme. Bonaparte found that there were significantly more police officers around the area than on Piccadier Street, and many vigilantes were with Jérôme. Bonaparte, armed with a cane and a revolver, stared into the distance with a wary expression.

Jérôme. Bonaparte followed the vigilante's gaze and looked into the distance, and the café not far from the church of St. Martin was crowded with people, some brightly dressed and some ragged, all gathered in front of the café.

Because Jérôme's place was so far away from the café that he could only dimly hear the words "Napoleon" and "equality".

This sparked Jérôme's curiosity, and he decided to go over and find out.