Palace of Versailles, Hall of Mirrors!
Here again, in this Napoleon III's favorite room, a dull and painful voice sounded again. The guard at the door turned pale. He knew what was happening behind the door, but he would never dare to open the door. Persuade.
Because Napoleon III was going crazy at this moment.
Napoleon III did not drink alcohol or have any drug addiction. His way of resisting pressure mainly relied on his own firm will, which was the unique perseverance of the Napoleon family.
Just using his willpower to persevere allowed him to successfully survive one prison sentence after another and failed riots one after another... It must be admitted that Napoleon III was able to revive his uncle's empire because of his perseverance and perseverance. Not open.
But people will always age one day, and no matter how powerful a king is, there will always be moments when his energy is low. Especially in the past few years, Napoleon III increasingly felt that the country's fortunes were not going well, and he was under a mountain of pressure.
He is no longer the indomitable iron man he used to be. This is the first time he feels his weakness.
What's even more frightening is that in order to relieve stress, he chose to drink absinthe.
The absinthe of the 19th century did not have the scientific precision of purification processes of later generations. The absinthe of this era had strong hallucinogenic properties.
A special silver spoon is placed across the wine glass, a sugar cube is placed on it, and then it is grilled over a flame. The melted sugar drips into the absinthe, allowing the hint of sweetness to soften the extremely spicy taste.
This is the devil's poison, a hallucinogen that is greedy for honey, and it is Napoleon III's only way to relieve stress.
The table was in a mess, and some important telegrams were scattered on the ground. What was on them were shocking information about the East.
Molière was cast alive in the ground with cement and became a kneeling statue trampled by thousands of people.
In Sri Lanka, the French warship that came to demonstrate was disabled by a single shot from the Zhiyuan without any warning.
What crazy Chinese people! But this was not over yet. After the United Fleet entered the Suez Canal, he actually dared to bombard the French colonies and even sent an army to land in the Middle East.
How disrespectful, this is a provocation to France!
However, he did not expect that the telegrams in the following issues would make the French emperor lose the energy to curse. There was a scuffle among spies in Port Said, the Maranta was seriously injured, and Chinese and British soldiers forcibly attacked the port.
Until the end, Counselor Lacourt gave the Chinese an apology statement and compensated seven million gold francs.
Napoleon III no longer had the energy to be angry. So many things happened that his brain almost crashed.
"What does Xiao Letian rely on? Why is he not afraid of French revenge?" This was the first time Napoleon III had doubts about himself.
In the past, he thought that all Xiao Letian's madness was just seeking his own death, and France had plenty of ways to crush this little bug.
But as time went by, he suddenly discovered that this enemy in the east was getting stronger and stronger, until in the end he was actually strong enough to defeat Tsarist Russia!
"He has only been on the rise for a few years? How can he have such strength? Why does he have it?"
After the Far East War, Napoleon's strong self-confidence began to waver. Maybe he was really old and his ambition was no longer in his heart. Facing the aggressive Chinese, he suddenly had an illusion.
"Xiao Letian must be the incarnation of Attila the Hun... Yes, yes, yes, he must be the whip of God!"
"Hahaha... This is historical experience. Every few hundred years, Europe will be whipped by Asian barbarians! The King of the Huns, the Mongols, and now there is another Xiao Letian..."
"Oh God! How many sins do we have, why do you wave this whip from the east every time..."
In the Hall of Mirrors, Napoleon III had completely fallen into the hallucination caused by absinthe. In front of his eyes were countless demonized cavalry troops, all with distorted and ferocious oriental faces, coming from the north with wind and thunder.
The guards outside the Hall of Mirrors were sweating on their foreheads. They knew very well that the more they knew about the ugliness of these big shots, the more dangerous they would be. What if His Majesty the Emperor silences them?
"God bless me, don't make any trouble, don't make any trouble while I'm on duty..."
Maybe God really heard the prayers of these poor people. In the dim light of the quiet late-night corridor, a few light footsteps sounded from a distance.
The attendant turned around and looked around. Under the dim candlelight, he opened his mouth in surprise, "Oh! God bless, queen... you are back!"
The guards could not conceal their joy. The visitor was none other than Napoleon III's Queen Eugenie.
"Dear Queen, you are back..." Everyone hurriedly bowed and saluted. At this time, people saw that Queen Eugenie was still wearing the cloak she had gone out for. She had just returned to Paris after a long journey, and she rushed there without even changing her clothes. Got here.
"What's going on with Your Majesty? Why don't you live in the Tuileries Palace? Why did you move to Versailles..."
Who dares to answer this question? There is no way to answer it. No one can say that the Tuileries Palace is the palace where you and your wife have lived for a long time. The emperor wants to change his taste while you are away.
In fact, Queen Eugenie was well aware of this kind of thing. In the past six or seven years, the relationship between the couple had developed rifts. Napoleon III had several mistresses in Paris.
Nominally, Queen Eugenie's visit to Scotland and Germany was to calm the current severe situation in Europe. In fact, in her heart, the Queen just wanted to avoid this pervert, and would rather be in a branch than see him again.
But husband and wife are still husband and wife after all. Even if they have no feelings, they are still a community of interests. Now that the situation in France is so corrupt, she can no longer hide abroad and enjoy her leisure time.
Pushing open the door, a unique pungent smell of absinthe came out. Queen Eugénie frowned, "Oh God, why did you start drinking this damn thing again!"
In front of Napoleon III, thousands of Hun cavalry were killing him. He screamed in fear, hid, and resisted... waving an illusory sword that did not exist in his hand.
Just when he was about to be submerged by the tide of cavalry, suddenly the sky became bright and a beautiful angel descended from the sky and slowly flew towards him.
"The angel...the angel blew the trumpet...save me, please save me!" After saying this, Napoleon III rushed over. He wanted to hug the beautiful angel, and he even wanted to suck the sweet milk from the angel's chest.
There was a crisp sound... the angel disappeared, and there was only the angry yellow-faced mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in front of him, and she slapped him with a round hand to wake him up from the hallucination.
"Come here! Pack your things and send His Majesty back to the Tuileries Palace! This place smells of people!" m.
