Shadow of great britain

Everything was quiet in the Scotland Yard cell.

The prisoners waiting for trial here reluctantly turned over in the narrow cells. The humid and slightly warm environment made them feel sticky all over. Almost no one came here. Can sleep well.

Just as the prisoners were feeling a little sleepy, suddenly, an impassioned voice echoed in the cell.

"Across the vast land of Europe, the lack of confidence of the people in their monarchs has led to visible general unrest. And how sad is the monarch who cannot combine his own interests with the public interest!

How sad it is when the glory of one party cannot bring glory to the other party, when defending one party will bring harm to the other party, and when one party cannot trust the commitment and oath of the other party!

Yes, as an upright French citizen and republican, I should oppose the monarchy, but what I oppose is not all monarchies, but those monarchies that cannot be combined with the interests of the people!

It has been ten years since Napoleon died! However, France, this beautiful and rich land, still spreads his infamy, but today, here, I must appeal to everyone! French! Be fair! Express your gratitude to the man who comes from the people and serves the people!

When France fell into darkness, who spread the light of human wisdom? It's him, Napoleon Bonaparte!

When France's political situation is torn apart, who unites all the ideas and brings us strength? It's him, Napoleon Bonaparte!

When all European countries are attacking France, when the whole world wants to wipe France from the world, who guarantees the dignity and independence of the French nation? It's still him, the great Napoleon Bonaparte!

If one day, the people are free, and the happy life of independence, freedom, stability, fairness and equality that we have been looking forward to comes, this is all the credit of Napoleon Bonaparte!

It was he who accustomed the people to virtue, the only sure foundation of a republic. Do not blame him for his dictatorial power, for it leads us to freedom, just as the iron plow plows the earth and brings us a good harvest. The misfortune of his reign was simply that he could not reap all the seeds he sown.

He had rescued France, but was only one step away from final success. People of France, please believe me, our mother France will eventually be free, and freedom and glory belong to France! "

Louis Bonaparte held his own speech and passionately honed his speaking skills. However, such an emotional speech not only failed to win any applause, but also aroused a lot of curses in the cell.

"You're a French guy and you're not going to let anyone sleep?"

"Where is the Duke of Wellington? Please help me quickly. I seem to hear that Napoleon is about to be restored."

"Didn't you come in because you smashed the window glass of the Duke's house? Why do you think of him again now?"

"I smashed the glass because he opposed parliamentary reform, but if he turns around and attacks the French, I will still support him!"

Amidst the scolding, Louis Bonaparte also felt a little scared, but in an instant, the young man's arrogance was so aroused that he couldn't help but fight back.

He lay on the window of the cell, clutching the iron bars tightly and cursed: "You British gangsters don't know anything, you deserve to be locked up in jail! If my uncle were here, how dare you behave like this with the noble French Can people talk? Do you understand that 58 wins in 65 games is a record that shocks the past and the present?"

The prisoners slapped the bed boards in the cell one by one and sneered at each other: "Oh! Although our Duke of Wellington did not fight as many battles in Europe as Napoleon, only 23 battles, he won 22 of them. It's a pity. The only thing he lost was not the Battle of Waterloo."

"Ohhhhh!!!"

The gangsters cheered for a while, and their short-term happiness even made them forget that they were about to go to court.

The police officer who was patrolling in the cell couldn't help but said after hearing this: "That's almost it. It's just a victory over the French. Is it worth being so happy? Everyone sit down, those who should sleep sleep, and those who should eat eat, Bill , you will have a court hearing in a while, I advise you to think more about how to defend yourself for smashing the glass!"

The prisoner named Bill heard this and said dissatisfied: "Mr. Officer, how many times have I told you that I am not the only one who smashed the glass. I just don't run as fast as the French."

"I..." Louis Bonaparte stretched out his hand through the bars, wanting to strangle them to death: "If one day the French people are willing to accept my leadership, I will definitely let you experience what the fear from the mainland is. "

Louis Bonaparte was muttering, and suddenly out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Arthur leaning on the wall next to the window outside the cell.

He was suddenly startled: "Black...Superintendent Hastings, when did you come?"

Arthur lifted the civilized stick and lifted the hat covering his eyes: "It's been a while."

"What are you doing here?"

Arthur pulled out a large set of ring keys hanging on his belt, opened the door and replied: "You have applied for a writ of habeas corpus, so of course I am here to release you. But I see that you are speaking with great energy, So I don’t have the heart to disturb you, so I just stand here and listen quietly.”

Louis Bonaparte breathed a sigh of relief, and he asked with a smile: "What do you think of my speech? Mr. Wheatstone told me that you are also a talented speaker. It seems that you have passed a speech." Did your speech save a little boy’s life in court?”

Arthur raised his head and glanced at him: "Why does Charles tell you everything? As an employee of the Intelligence Agency, how can he be so rude?"

"Intelligence Bureau? What Intelligence Bureau? Is it an organization similar to the security department of the Grand Paris Police Department?"

Arthur responded: "It depends on your understanding, but I do have some friendship with the head of the security department, Mr. Vidocq."

"A bit of friendship?" Louis Bonaparte asked: "To what extent?"

Arthur opened the cell door and said, "It's not that deep. It's a friendship that almost led to death."

"Isn't this profound?" Louis Bonaparte sighed: "I have heard people say that the British are difficult to get close to, and now it seems that it is true. Is it true that in the eyes of the British, unless they die and are buried together? Not a friend?"

Arthur nodded slightly, took a cigar from the table in the cell, leaned against the wall and lit it: "Of course, Mr. Bonaparte, the British are not only difficult to get close to, but our nature is very bad. . If you have time, maybe you should take a trip to Ottoman. I hope you can deepen your understanding of Britain from the mouths of old Ottoman farmers."

“Understand why the British went to the Ottomans?”

Arthur blew out a smoke ring: "Because there is a local saying in the Ottomans that if you trip over a stone while walking, the stone was probably placed by the British. Now, do you understand why?"

Louis Bonaparte smiled and said: "What about the Ottomans? Didn't you British destroy their Black Sea Fleet in the Battle of Navarino?"

"Yes, that's right." Arthur nodded: "In other words, you French people don't still hate Britain because of the Battle of Trafalgar, right?"

Louis Bonaparte's expression changed immediately when he heard this. He emphasized: "Is that just a matter of the Battle of Trafalgar? There are also Waterloo and the Seven Anti-French Alliances!"

"The anti-French alliance is not all drawn by Britain."

"But why did you participate in the seven alliances?"

"Just join in the fun, that's how British people are."

"What about the Hundred Years War?"

"Isn't it normal for a little unfriendly friction between neighbors to happen?"

"Friction from 1337 to 1453?"

"Britain originally wanted to have an armistice in 1360, but didn't you French disagree?"

"Nonsense. At that time, everything from the south of the Loire River to the Pyrenees was occupied by the British army. Wouldn't it be too stupid to make peace with them completely?"

Arthur leaned against the wall and shrugged: "If you say so, then I can't help it. But then again, why should I defend Britain? Anyway, it's whatever you say. Who gave you the surname Bona? B, and I'm just a little superintendent of Scotland Yard? Louis, just be happy."

Seeing Arthur's appearance, Louis Bonaparte felt even more uncomfortable. He curled his lips and said: "Originally, I didn't believe Mr. Wheatstone when he said that you were a good speaker, but now it seems that your speech level is... Although it lacks passion, it is enough to cover up the facts."

Arthur heard the words and replied: "Actually, I can also be passionate, it depends on whether you can accept it."

"Really? Are you still passionate?" Louis Bonaparte said doubtfully: "Just say a few words to verify it."

When Arthur heard this, he first cleared his throat, and then spoke loudly.

"In front of me, standing is a nation, a nation groaning in humiliation! Since the end of that war, the pride of our nation has disappeared! Those victors are riding on our necks and domineering , they trample on our dignity at will, the dignity of the most noble nation on the European continent!

Tell me, do you want to choose to be a freedom fighter like Napoleon, or do you want to be the most despicable slave?

You may say: M. Bonaparte, I need a job and a piece of bread. Yes, you are right, life is so important. But I'm going to tell you. There is one thing in this world that is more important than life, and that is freedom! That is dignity!

What we need is not a piece of bread! But a living space! The living space of a nation! A country that only knows how to protest is a country without bones! A government that only knows how to protest is a government without bones! This living space is not achieved by begging and protesting, but by iron and blood! "

When Arthur said this, he suddenly paused. He reached out and touched his philtrum: "Perhaps it would be better to add a mustache. But the meaning is enough. By the way, Louis, what do you think of this speech? ?”

When Louis Bonaparte heard this, he frowned and replied for a long time: "On the whole, it's not bad, but bread and work are still very important. My uncle stumbled over it. By the way, this speech Did you come up with the words yourself?”

"I can't think of anything like that."

Arthur twisted his neck: "Only Mr. Hegel's homeland can give birth to this kind of thinking. This is his favorite rational country. As for Britain, on this small island, even the thoughts of the English and Scots are combined. If reunification is not possible, then don’t think about those nonsense. In the final analysis, the situation in each country is different. If we implement monarchy in Britain and parliamentary politics in Russia, the final result will be that the two countries are in complete chaos, everyone. They all live according to their own habits. If Britain loses its parliament, it will naturally create another one. If Russia loses its tsar, it will naturally support another one. At most, it will just change its name."

When Louis Bonaparte heard this, he couldn't help but said with joy: "So you think so too? I just said that France should establish a system that is strong but not tyrannical, free but not anarchic, and independent but not seeking conquest. .”

When Arthur heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "I can't tell, you have quite a lot of demands."

Louis Bonaparte didn't care about Arthur's joke. He just continued to describe his views: "In my opinion, France should be governed by the people, the legislature and the emperor. The people have the right to elect and approve, and to deliberate. The power should be in the legislative body, and the executive power should be in the emperor."

Arthur took a puff of his cigar: "It seems you understand which power is the most important."

As soon as Arthur said these words, Louis Bonaparte was choked and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Arthur did not continue to embarrass him on this issue. He just patted the manuscript placed in front of the case and said: "You should take this "Political Thought" back and continue to revise it. Although Britain now adheres to freedom of the press, it is not Ban any publication, but if your editing is too poor, it will also affect other people's evaluation of your books, won't it? There are many madmen and lunatics in Britain, but I have to admit, Mr. Bonaparte, you are still the best I have ever seen. A special one.”

After saying this, Arthur patted his shoulder again: "Your mother is waiting for you outside Scotland Yard. I hope that the next time I see you, you can prepare your nationality certification documents. It is inconvenient to go out without a nationality. "

Louis Bonaparte walked halfway, turned around, stared at Arthur smoking a cigar, and suddenly asked: "If I get British citizenship, can I join Scotland Yard?"

"Huh?" Arthur's smoking movement stopped. He was stunned for a long time and frowned slightly: "What did you say?"

Louis Bonaparte saw Arthur's stunned expression, clenched his fists and beat his chest: "The Carbonari uprising in Rome failed, and the skills I learned at the Swiss Military Academy were nowhere to be used. Besides, I can't always do it." Living at my uncle's house, right? I have to find a job that can support myself. Mr. Hastings, I'm quite interested in your police intelligence agency. I don't know why, but I always get excited when I see you. Thinking of Fouche, the former Minister of Police of the French Empire, I wanted to understand how he did things through his work at Scotland Yard."

Arthur stared at him for a long time, pondered for a while, and then pressed the cigar on the table and crushed it inch by inch: "If you can get the nationality and convince your uncle and mother... I am short of money now." A police secretary."

"Understood, sir!"