Xiao Letian never expected that he had just returned to Berlin and met the special envoy sent by Bismarck outside the train before he had dinner.
"Head of State! Head of State! Our Prime Minister wants to see you and has something important to inform you! Please get on the carriage quickly..."
The outside of the train was filled with heavily armed soldiers and black carriages. The people in the convoy were all familiar faces. During the activities of contacting the envoys during this period, these people had served as important members of the negotiating team and often came into contact with Xiao Letian and the others.
Among them were even the first secretary of Prime Minister Bimarck and the first aide-de-camp to Moltke's chief of staff. These are Prussian officials with real power. The fact that they were able to personally greet Xiao Letian and his party on the train shows that the matter is indeed very big.
Xiao Letian and the others did not dare to neglect, and quickly took a carriage and set off for the Prime Minister's residence under the escort of elite cavalry.
There is a unique beauty in Berlin late at night. The orange gas lights illuminate the streets, emitting a soft light, which makes people feel very relaxed and comfortable.
But this group of murderous cavalry ruined the atmosphere. Citizens on both sides of the street were so frightened that they fled away. Looking at the hurried army, no one knew what was happening.
In the carriage, the secretary of Prime Minister Bismarck said to Xiao Letian in a low voice, "Führer! It's the latest situation from France. I don't know the specific details, but I have a hunch that the war may really become more and more serious." It’s close…”
The cavalry leading the way drove away all the vehicles and pedestrians on the street. The entire convoy arrived at the Prime Minister's residence unimpeded. As soon as they arrived at the door, the car had not stopped yet. Xiao Letian jumped out of the car with a livid face and strode away in rapid strides. Entered the official residence.
As soon as they arrived at the hall, they saw Bismarck, Old Moltke, and the Crown Prince, Prince Karl.
"What happened?" Xiao Letian threw the cloak to the guard.
Bismarck held a thick cigar in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other. He couldn't suppress his excited voice and said, "There is trouble in Paris, big trouble in Paris! This is our best chance!"
"Take a look. This is the news just sent by our intelligence department. Paris is in chaos at the moment. Napoleon III is simply an idiot pig."
Xiao Letian took the telegram and read it at a glance. At the end, his eyes were as big as eggs and he put down the telegram in disbelief.
"Oh my God! This is so dramatic. I really can't believe this is real!"
Old Moltke pinched his beard and sneered, "France is now that virtuous, Napoleon III, who rules the empire with his cruelty and high pressure... Things like this have happened more than once or twice!"
Prince Carl raised his neck and drank half a glass of strong wine. "There is a proverb in Europe, do you know? Napoleon III relied on 500,000 troops, 500,000 officials, and 500,000 black troops to rule France!"
"You may not know what the Black Army is, but it is actually a group of shameless Catholic monks wearing black robes. Do you think that Napoleon was so desperate to show his favor to the Vatican because he really had no place to spend his money?"
"No, he wants to use the power of religion to rule the French people! What era is it in? If he still wants to do the same things as in the Middle Ages, his failure is already doomed!"
Xiao Letian lit a cigarette. He was speechless. He couldn't stop looking at the big words at the beginning of the telegram for a long time.
"Victor Nova, a reporter for Les Marseilles, was shot dead by the nephew of Napoleon III at 9 o'clock this morning!"
Napoleon III had a nephew who was made a prince, and Xiao Letian certainly knew about this. The nephew's name is Pierre Bonaparte, and he has the same name as Xiao Letian's gold medal analyst.
However, although the names are the same, the fate of the two people is completely different. With the support of the emperor's uncle, this nephew was made a prince early. His reputation was very bad in Paris. He was drunk, lustful, and loved hunting. He often relied on his uncle's prestige to duel with others. He belonged to a very rude nobleman. .
However, he also knew who gave him his wealth, so he tried his best to maintain his uncle's prestige in both public and private situations.
There is a newspaper in Paris called "Le Marseille", which often publishes articles criticizing the emperor's policies, and this reporter Victor Nova works in this newspaper.
Victor Nova was also a staunch anti-imperialist. He sympathized with the working class and supported the republicans. He often wrote fierce articles in newspapers attacking current affairs.
Some time ago, he directly wrote an article criticizing Napoleon III's constitutional reforms that clearly deceived the people.
This time it was quite lively. This unlearned nephew of Napoleon III angrily challenged the editor of Le Masseille to a duel, insisting that he would fight to the death in the arena.
The editor-in-chief of Le Marseille is also a stubborn donkey who is fearless. He accepted the challenge on the spot and asked Victor Nova to send back a copy of the challenge written by himself.
As a result, tragedy happened during the war! In the prince's palace, Victornova was not afraid and had a fierce quarrel with him. The two parties began to curse because of their political differences.
This Pierre Bonaparte is also a bastard. He could not talk to reporters, but he took out his pistol and killed Victor Nova in the hall on the spot.
What makes people even more angry is that the emperor's nephew had no sense of guilt or fear. He even asked his men to carry the body and threw it back into the newspaper office in public.
This is killing to establish power. Pierre Bonaparte's stupid brain may have thought that this would scare those who resisted to death!
After the body was thrown into the Marseille newspaper office, the entire Paris newspaper industry was completely shocked, and then all civil political groups went crazy.
Members of the royal family dare to kill citizens without going through the law, and they are also journalists with high reputation. This is a challenge to human rights.
Bismarck put down his wine glass and said with the corner of his mouth raised, "At this moment, the entire Paris working class and the Republicans have secretly begun to connect. There are at least 300 secret gatherings taking place tonight!"
"Tomorrow the citizens of Paris will take to the streets to pay homage to the journalist Victor Nova. God knows what chaos will happen by then. We might as well guess how many people will take to the streets? 20,000, 50,000, Or 100,000?”
"I'm really looking forward to it! This funeral will definitely turn into a demonstration in the end, and Napoleon III will probably have a hard time!"
Note: Victor Nova is a real person in history. He died in January 1870. In the novel, for the needs of the plot, he was allowed to live two more months.
Victor Nova was indeed shot by the nephew of Napoleon III. The story in this chapter is true!
