"Why is this happening? Where did this evildoer come from? Is this an evil spirit that came out of hell? The glory of the empire has been trampled to this extent. Are you all idiots..."
Amidst the curses, there was only a bang. The largest mercury mirror in the Hall of Mirrors in Versailles was shattered, and tumbling glass fragments were everywhere.
The most famous palace in French history has never encountered such a disaster since its completion. Since Xiao Letian entered Europe, three famous paintings were destroyed, six glass windows were smashed, and ten tall mercury mirrors were It was turned into debris all over the ground. As for the small furnishings, they were even damaged. Even the guard officer didn't know how many sets had been replaced.
The most unlucky thing was of course the porcelain from China. Countless Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing porcelains were all smashed to pieces. The reason was that the source of His Majesty's anger came from China.
Napoleon III was not a qualified politician. He was essentially a warlord, a lucky entrant, and a conspirator. In addition to ruthlessness and deception, he relied more on luck and his uncle Napoleon I to ascend the throne. The reputation left to him.
War maniacs like this are always irritable and irritable. During the Franco-Prussian War, Napoleon III was easily angered by Bismarck and chose to declare war. This is a special case.
Napoleon III has always thought highly of himself, not only because of his arrogance, but also because the French army has been really shameless in these years of southern and northern wars, and has almost never been defeated. From the Italian Religious War to the Crimean War, and then the expedition against the Qing Dynasty, Napoleon III maintained his rule with one victory after another.
But today, a group of backward barbarians from the East and a group of defeated generals have trampled the national dignity of France to this point. A young political rookie, a typical fledgling, can actually push an empire to a dead end. This How could His Majesty the Emperor not be angry?
"Look at these newspapers and see how they attack us? What are you idiots doing every day? Answer me, who gave the order to attack newspapers all over Europe? Who gave the order..."
The emperor was roaring, and the dozen or so people standing in front of him were the top leaders of the French intelligence service. Sharif, who had betrayed his friends, was also standing behind the team.
Everyone's foreheads were sweating, and their legs were trembling. No one wanted to be the first person, and no one wanted to be scolded by His Majesty, but someone had to answer the question. As a result, all the big guys in front turned their eyes to Sharif Okay, this is the lowest level of unlucky guy.
Sharif was scolding in his mind, these old foxes were more fierce than anyone else in grabbing a piece of soup when they had something to gain.
But there is no other way, who puts himself at the lowest level here? If the whole thing hadn't been related to those damn Chinese, an officer at the rank of lieutenant colonel wouldn't be qualified to meet His Majesty the Emperor.
"Your Majesty... we did not do this..." Sharif swallowed hard, "I swear to you, the French intelligence agency never ordered the attack on the newspaper. No matter how stupid we are, we cannot be so unwise. …”
"Then tell me, what's going on? The Austrian side has made it clear that it will not take action. Who did it?" His Majesty the Emperor was like an angry bull, breathing heavily.
Sharif was in a dilemma. The emperor's problem was also a problem they wanted to figure out. He and these fat-minded senior officials had conducted many analyzes, but to no avail. Apart from constantly putting pressure on his subordinates, they were helpless. .
Sharif proposed to release Pierre several times, but was opposed by everyone. Although everyone admitted that Pierre was very talented, everyone needed him to take the blame. The blame for the failure of the previous mission was easily pushed away. How could it be possible to make up for it?
"Your Majesty, we have been working hard and we will send more manpower..."
"Hahaha, it's been six days since the attack started. You guys keep saying you work hard, but what I want is the results! The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has received letters of inquiry from countless countries. Each one of them sounded very polite, but the words Everyone is doubting us..."
"Who did it? It couldn't be Bismarck and Xiao Letian, right?" His Majesty the Emperor roared angrily.
"Huh? Your Majesty, what you said is possible. Maybe it was really the Chinese who did it. They wanted to discredit our France..." Before Sharif could finish his words, an ink bottle flew past his head.
"Idiot! Are you insulting my IQ? Where do a group of Asian yellow-skinned monkeys get the courage to attack newspapers across Europe? If the matter is exposed, they will be torn apart by the angry people across Europe..."
Several senior officials standing in front of Sharif quickly followed His Majesty the Emperor's words and continued, "Sharif! Don't talk nonsense in front of His Majesty. It's too late for Bismarck and Xiao Letian to compliment these newspapers. How could they do such a thing?" Stupid thing..."
"Your Majesty, the matter is not that serious at all. The struggle between countries depends on real strength. We France will always be a world-class power. A weak country like Prussia is not an opponent at all. If it were not for taking into account the universal law With the thin side of the Habsburg dynasty, our army has already crushed them..."
A group of people surrounded Napoleon III and flattered him hard, leaving Sharif standing helplessly in the corner, and His Majesty the Emperor's complexion gradually improved amidst the flattery.
Three days, His Majesty the Emperor gave these intelligence officers only three days to solve the case. When the group walked out of the Palace of Versailles, a group of senior officials said to Sharif indifferently.
"You have heard His Majesty's deadline. Three days are enough for you. If there is still no answer in the end, I want you to know the consequences." After saying that, a bunch of old guys walked away, leaving Sharif alone. Standing in a daze, he missed his good friend Pierre very much at this time.
At the same time, off the coast of Marseille, a city in southern France, there is a quaint castle on a small limestone island called Chateau d'If. Pierre, the fanatical suitor of Fang Guan, is imprisoned here in a single room. In the human dungeon.
People in this era are still very unfamiliar with the name Chateau d'If, but if I tell you that this castle prison built on an isolated island is the prototype of the sea prison in the world famous book "The Count of Monte Cristo", people will probably suddenly realize it. .
The 'lucky' Pierre was imprisoned here, in the same single-room dungeon, with the same loneliness.
"What will these Chinese do? After they escape from the French border, how will they face His Majesty the Emperor's revenge? How many possibilities are there?" Pierre was covered in mud and water, with a full beard on his face and holding a hand in his hand. A sharp piece of limestone is carved on the stone wall.
Intelligence analysis is his job, and it is his talent and specialty. If he doesn't find something to do for himself in this damn prison, he will go crazy.
"Intelligence, I need more information. Without the support of new information, all my analyzes are assumptions and delusions... No, no, no, I have to hold on, I am a genius, I will definitely be able to detect from clues. to the truth..."
Pierre seemed to have a schizophrenia. He played two different roles to himself, one to encourage himself and the other to discourage himself. The two Pierres were arguing non-stop, even over today's lunch. Is he arguing about red wine or white wine? In fact, there is only half a glass of water on his table.
"Tracing back to the source, I want to trace back to the source... How Xiao Letian will respond to France's revenge depends on his purpose of coming to Europe and how much he wants to get from Europe..."
"Let me think back to the intelligence I read about East Asia before. Isn't Xiao Letian going to build an industrial zone now? Isn't he going to vigorously develop the Ryukyu Kingdom? And he also sent a regiment of officers to Prussia before..."
"Wait a minute, why did he send the officer corps to Prussia? Why not the more powerful Britain and France? Could it be that his purpose is for the upcoming Prussian-Austrian War? Hahaha, that's right, what you fox wants is to join the war Bar……"
"Cheers!" Pierre picked up half a glass of water and drank it in one gulp, as if it was the most delicious wine. Then he fell into an almost hysterical intelligence analysis.
We have to admit that geniuses do exist in this world, just like Fangguan was born to be a soprano, and Pierre was born to be an intelligence analyst. Among the densely packed words and letters on the stone wall, clues that are difficult for ordinary people to find are connected together. Xiao Letian's true purpose of coming to Europe has gradually emerged.
"This is a man who is very good at seizing historical opportunities. He secretly sent an officer corps to Prussia for training, and then smuggled himself in. What does this mean? This shows that Xiao Letian is extremely optimistic about the future of Prussia, as if he knows that Prussia It’s as if we will win in the future..."
"Where did he get the confidence? Why did he think that Prussia would win? And why would Prussia accept him? None of the intelligence showed that Prussia had any plans to engage in diplomacy with China?"
"Profits, only profits. Xiao Letian must have provided Prussia with an offer that it couldn't refuse. I'm sure it must be a huge amount of money. Now Prussia has drained the last copper from the country. They have gone to the extreme of militarism..."
"Hahaha..." Pierre laughed wildly and threw away the stone in his hand. He looked at the letter carvings on the stone wall with relief. He firmly believed that he had got the answer.
"Xiao Letian helped Prussia dominate, and what Prussia should give Xiao Letian in return should be industry, technology, education and even prestige... That's right, Prussia will help Xiao Letian establish a very high reputation and upgrade him from an East Asian politician. As a world-class rising political star..."
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu There was a sound of footsteps, and then the small window on the door was opened, revealing a pair of unfamiliar eyes.
"Poor guy, you actually cried. Now you have an opportunity in front of you. As long as you seize it, you will be able to turn into hell on earth..."
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