His Excellency the Count of Grandet

The news was more ominous than good, and Charles and Victor knew that the situation was serious.After telling Guillaume to stay in Eperna first, they rushed to Paris day and night.The two of them rode quickly without a single follower.

Time is at a critical moment now, and every minute and every second must be fought for, because it is likely to affect the final result.The reason for not letting Guillaume go back is that Paris is about to set off a bloodbath; for a member of parliament like Guillaume, staying away from the vortex of power struggles at this time is the best choice for self-protection.As for Victor, even if he doesn't go back, he is already doomed to be involved.

Everyone is not stupid, knowing that if they go back at this time, they will either turn the tide or hang their lives by a thread.

In fact, Guillaume was unwilling to let Charles go back.But Charles blocked back the reason he prepared in one sentence: "This is the opponent's confrontation, father; and we have no way out, we must win!"

At this time, it is necessary to explain in detail what this assassination represents and what consequences it will bring.

The reason for the assassination is simple.Just like Ferdinand reminded Charles to pay attention to safety earlier, the situation has long been very turbulent.On the one hand, the Great Revolution created opportunities for the common people at the bottom to climb up. On the other hand, the collision of various ideas also made the situation even more chaotic. No leader of any faction would not care about the situation of the guards when they went out.

From the latter point of view, the concerns of Austria and other countries are not empty-hearted accusations; after all, before the Great Revolution, such things were really not a common phenomenon.

No matter what purpose that Louville pulled the trigger, the result was the same - the Duke of Berry was dead.

In theory, this matter can be big or small.

To put it bluntly, the Duke of Berry is still young and has no real power in his hands. He is only the second son.If his family didn't deliberately make things difficult, this matter has nothing to do with anyone other than the murderer——

At least Shire knew that no one on their side would send someone to assassinate the Duke of Berry!Their strategy is to procrastinate, procrastinating until they have a dominant position, instead of tearing their faces on the table so quickly!

But the problem is that, as the father of the Duke of Berry, it is absolutely impossible for the Count of Artois to let it go.

As a powerful aristocrat who owned a large territory and fiefdom in northern France before the Great Revolution, he certainly couldn't bear the huge difference in treatment before and after the Revolution; whether it was money or status.At the same time, he does not have the vision and judgment of his brother the king; he firmly believes that the monarchy is granted by God, and the royalist party can reverse the current situation back to before the Great Revolution, when the king should have absolute power.

This determines the consequences of this matter.The Earl of Artois will definitely make a big fuss about this matter, and take the opportunity to splash dirty water on his enemies; it doesn't matter how hard he splashes, after all, he is the one who lost his beloved son, and everyone is morally right. Already leaning towards him first.

And the enemies of Earl Artois are obviously everyone who hinders his restoration.Of course the king would not bear the brunt of it, but someone who is not from a senior aristocratic background but has a high status will become a target——

Chairman of the Council of Ministers, Count Decaz.

"It's going to be pushed to his fault, it's not stopping liberalism or anything," said Charles when they stopped at a halfway house—they had no time to sleep, but a meal was necessary— Putting it this way, "they definitely want a different Council of Ministers chair."

Victor stared at Charles' slightly blue eye sockets, his lips moved slightly.In addition to changing horses and eating, they were on their way all the way; it took a day and a night to talk about it in Paris, and he was a little worried that a young master like Charles would not be able to bear it.

"Yes, but it's not that easy." Because Charles didn't show any discomfort, he finally suppressed those words in his heart because of the hateful tow, and the expression on his face has returned to his usual calm and indifferent, "They have too much appetite big."

Charles knew what Victor was talking about—from the beginning of the revolution, the heads of the cabinet had been changing like a lantern, and it hadn't stopped; after Decaz came to power, the king had already awarded a count to appease him, but it hadn't been three months. Things went from bad to worse again.

"Compared to their ultimate goal, this is not a big appetite, at best it is gradual." He paused, and then said: "Do you think the assassination was accidental or planned?"

Victor snorted coldly. "Personally, I believe that Count Artois has the courage to make this plan." He changed the subject and asked again, "What do you think?"

Dare to kill your own son?Charles shook his head, throwing away the terrible conjecture. "That is probably only known to the Earl himself," he replied, and added: "But if I am not self-indulgent, the timing of this incident is too suspicious."

Just after their factory officially started production!Didn't the Earl of Artois really see through their procrastination ideas, so he came to the bottom of the pot?After all, after they have made a lot of money, it will be too late to make trouble—the advantage has changed, and the balance of victory and defeat has tipped over!

"If it's what you think, I have to say that he has become a little smarter and knows to strike first." Victor said, and then partially corrected himself: "I mean, as long as he notices Our thinking, that's a victory; but then again, if there's a question of who declared war first, it's us."

Ciel nodded thoughtfully, drinking the rest of his coffee.

They spread their hands and feet in the east, and anyone with eyes can see them.Although he personally doesn't mind others following suit, it is difficult for anyone to match in terms of scale and technology.Moreover, their reputation is so good that even the British have heard about it, and they have a feeling of winning the hearts of the people.

Of course, he has no personal interest in this; his ultimate goal is to make money.To put it bluntly, he doesn't mind whoever sits on the throne; he doesn't need to offer to help, as long as he doesn't hold back.

But what would their opponents think of it?The beginning of a new revolution from the bottom up?Intending to completely oust the king and nobles?

In any case, it was a veiled clarion call, which represented that they had taken an advantage in the competition in the mall; and in response, the other party used a bullet to hint at the beginning of another war——

Many things only need an excuse at the beginning.War triggers are especially common because wars are usually planned and premeditated; any small fluctuation can turn into a serious event if someone pushes it.Everyone knows that politics with a red mouth and white teeth is like an iceberg floating on the sea, with only one-ninth of the bottom exposed.

"They can't compare us in the same way, they can only try to create more trouble for us." Charles came to such a conclusion.The market is not good, and the government is putting pressure on it—"It's not a particularly surprising approach."

"No matter what they do, we can't mess with ourselves." Victor said the goal of the two returning to Paris.

Shardo glanced at him.There is always a gap between ideals and reality; some people will be desperate, while more people will choose to take care of themselves.The spirit of the former is commendable, but the latter is also human nature.Whether it is His Majesty the King or Count Decaz, they are more inclined to the latter, but to different degrees.

"They need reassurance." Charles said.Sometimes, only when we firmly believe that we will survive the storm smoothly can we have the will to go to the end; this is especially true when society is changing and the situation is complicated.

The two each drank the last sip of coffee, went out, got on their horses, and galloped away.At this time, the mountain wind was whistling coldly, and the dense forest was completely dark; but in the distance, the crimson light of dawn had faintly pierced through the thick clouds, almost bursting out.

**

Châtillon, the head of Louis XVIII, has been a bit busy recently.

It stands to reason that the royal servants have clear responsibilities, and each person is only responsible for a part of the tedious court etiquette, which is much easier than the princes and princesses who want to become models of etiquette.

Like Chatillon, he is only responsible for opening the door for everyone who enters the palace. The difference is whether to stand inside the door or stand outside the door to greet him. Even the swords and hats (necessary props for civilians to visit the palace) that are rented from outside are not available. It's really not hard work for him to take care of it.

——But there are too many people entering the palace recently!

Although he was just a servant, Chatillon could see a gloomy sense of tension from the faces of those ministers and nobles who tried their best to keep calm.Knowing about the recent assassination of the Duke of Berry, it is easy to guess what those big shots are worried about.

But Chatillon can only think for himself.He is just a janitor, and the sky is falling because someone else is holding it up.Therefore, he was not surprised at all when he saw the dusty Victor get off his horse—in fact, he felt that the assassination happened not long after the other party left Paris, which seemed to imply some unknown secret.

"Good morning, Mr. Lafitte, please..."

"Please take your cocked hat." Before he finished speaking, Chatillon felt a gust of wind blowing over him, and someone quickly walked past him who was bent over.This reckless thing had never happened before, and he didn't recover for a while.After a few seconds, he realized that Victor ignored the etiquette and went straight in.

Just go in, anyway, His Majesty the King will be considerate of his confidants.but……

Chatillon straightened up, his eyes suddenly widened—wait a minute, did he see four legs just now?Who was the one who went in with Mr. Lafitte?

The person Chatillon didn't notice at first was Charles.He and Victor hurried through the gardens, under the Petit Arc de Triomphe and under the quadrille, and headed straight for the meeting hall.Because as soon as they entered Paris, they received news that everyone they wanted to see was in the palace.

And it is true.When Victor pushed open the falsely concealed door of the conference hall, four eyes turned inside immediately - it was the king and Count Decaz.

"Oh, you're back in Paris, Victor!" His Majesty the King stood up from his throne at once, with half joy and half surprise on his face. "Why so fast? We thought you wouldn't arrive until tomorrow at the earliest!" He rolled his eyes and noticed Charles: "You guys rushed back from Marne Province together?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Charles replied, and at the same time approached the table with Victor before stopping to salute, "I implore Your Majesty to forgive me for my rashness."

The king waved his hand. "Don't say such things at this time." His other hand was originally on the table, and he pushed it forward when he stood up. "You came at the right time, and you all helped to persuade Avery! Even if some people put the responsibility for the assassination on the cabinet, this is definitely not done by anyone in the cabinet!"

Victor didn't say a word, his eyes dropped along the way.It was an open letter, half-opened.But the exposed half was enough—a letter of resignation from Count Decaz.Obviously, Earl Decaz entered the palace today because he hoped that the king would approve his resignation.

Charles also saw the content above, and exchanged glances with Victor without any trace.Looks like the king hasn't agreed to this yet, they finally caught up!

The author has something to say: Shire: Is it really good to have such a plot of swords and swords on the Mid-Autumn Festival?

Victor: That's right, the plot below the neck!

Charles: ...do you know what Mid-Autumn Festival is?

Victor: I don't know, but I know that any opportunity for intimacy should not be missed! o(￣ヘ￣o*)[make a fist! ]