"Napoleon III's life was not only difficult! He was going to waste his fortune!" Xiao Letian finally sorted out the ins and outs of the matter, and he paced back and forth in the room excitedly.
"There are many crises! There are many crises! Napoleon III's current governance can be said to be almost overwhelming. His constitutional amendment is a scam. The so-called release of more power to the people is nothing more than a cover-up! Now the French people have After seeing through his deception, they no longer trust him.”
"The Republicans and the proletarians are trying every possible means to overthrow his rule. What does Napoleon III need at this moment? What he needs is definitely a war to pass on this crisis!"
"Congratulations to you, Prime Minister. Your strategic deception will definitely succeed! I dare to conclude that Napoleon III will be unable to restrain himself and initiate this war. Otherwise, he will not be able to suppress these domestic opposition voices."
Xiao Letian is right. Since ancient times, war has been a very good means of passing on domestic crises! When domestic people have internal strife and conflicts due to uneven distribution of interests, fighting a foreign war is the best way to unite people's hearts!
Of course, this war must have two main principles. The first is to relieve the hatred of the people of the country and to mobilize the emotions of the people of the country.
The second point is that we must be able to win. Only victory can add a touch of numb fantasy to the people's miserable lives.
After much deliberation, only Prussia is the most suitable right now. Because Prussia's aggressive offensive in recent years has stung the hearts of the French people.
Those arrogant Gallic chickens are not willing to look at themselves. This northern neighbor has become stronger, especially when this northern neighbor dares to interfere in the succession of the Spanish throne!
In the eyes of the French, Spain is their back garden at the moment. No one can make trouble here. Spain is related to the security of the southern border of France. Anyone who touches Spain will be the life and death enemy of France!
To be honest, once Napoleon III declared war on Prussia, the people at home would naturally put aside their disputes and choose to support his military actions, because hatred of Prussia was indeed a mainstream trend in French society.
Being able to mobilize the emotions of the whole society is only the first step, and the second step is that since the war has begun, it must be victorious. Only victory can those ignorant people who have no enough food to eat cheer long live! Only then could the emperor's rule be maintained.
"My old friends, this strategic deception has been a great success. Now Napoleon III and even the whole of Europe don't know how much money Prussia has. Everyone is looking down on us. Everyone thinks we will lose. Xiao Letian said loudly and excitedly.
"In the eyes of Napoleon III, we are little sheep who can be raped at will. Wouldn't it be the best choice to use us to sacrifice the sword and relieve the hatred of the opponents in the country?"
Hahaha... The four men in the room looked at each other and laughed. At this moment, their eyes exuded the cunning light of old hunters. They felt so comfortable watching the prey gradually walk into the trap they had dug. !
"Okay, dear Prime Minister, you called me here without even having dinner. You won't let me spend tonight hungry!"
"Of course I won't forget you, dear Xiao! I have prepared the best German sausages, pork knuckles, and beer...and keep them open until you get drunk tonight!"
The restaurant had already prepared the dinner. When the host gave the order, the waiters pushed the dining cart and started to prepare?
Letian chewed half of the fragrant and greasy German pork knuckle, sandwiched the fragrant Black Forest ham with bread, and Xiao Letian's favorite was the unique taste of Thuringian red sausage.
After two glasses of beer, he felt like he couldn't eat anymore. Xiao Letian wiped his oily hands and mouth with a napkin and said with a smile, "Before going to the Ruhr Industrial Zone, I once gave Fangguan an order!"
"I asked him to secretly contact Blanqui in Brussels, Belgium. I am going to fund them with some weapons and ammunition so that they can arm themselves and seize power with Napoleon III!"
"But I never expected that these utopians are not pure. They are actually nationalists at heart! In the face of great right and wrong, they actually think about the interests of the French nation!"
"I'm sure that this Blanqui will definitely pass on the news to Napoleon III through various channels. By then, the French Emperor may have strengthened his wrong judgment. They will think that my plot is because I am not prepared for war, and they will I feel like we are all a bunch of guys who are just plotting behind our backs!”
Prince Carl put down his knife and fork and said with interest, "Interesting, indeed interesting! I didn't expect Blanqui to refuse? It seems that your analysis is correct. They are nationalists first, and then utopians!" "
"In the final analysis, they still hope to solve the problem of the Emperor on their own without the intervention of external forces. What you did is very beautiful, and your show of weakness will definitely confuse them!"
Old Maoqi frowned and sneered, "A bunch of pathetic guys, without us kicking a few feet outside, do they really think they can shake this high wall?"
Bismarck turned to the secretary and said, "Give our intelligence officers in Paris an order to pay close attention to the movements of the Blanquists? I really want to see the face of Napoleon III now!"
While Xiao Letian and the others were enjoying the dinner, the Palace of Versailles was in chaos. The death of journalist Victor Nova made the emperor very angry and very passive.
In the Hall of Mirrors, his nephew had been scolded by him for half an hour. The aggrieved nephew stood there with his head lowered and helpless.
"You are an idiot, you are a pig! You should know very well how difficult the situation is now, but at this juncture you are still causing trouble for me!"
"Duel? You actually want to duel! This is the 18th century now. If it weren't for the 16th or 17th century, dueling would have been out of fashion long ago."
"Remember your identity, you are a royal! Don't be like a barbarian who only knows how to kill! Even if you want to kill someone, you don't need to do it yourself! Are you an idiot?"
With a bang, an ink bottle flew out directly after wiping Pierre Bonaparte's head, hitting the ground and staining it completely black.
When Empress Eugenie saw that the emperor was really angry, she rushed forward and stopped Napoleon III's hand. She was afraid that the emperor who had lost his mind would throw some deadly weapon and kill his nephew.
"Louis, my dear Louis, please calm down. My nephew is doing it for your own good. He is trying to protect your reputation. Do you want him to be insulted by his detractors and remain indifferent? That's fine!"
Pierre Bonaparte said aggrievedly, "That's right! Am I not standing up for you?"
"Stop pampering him. If you continue to pamper him like this, sooner or later he will destroy all the reputation of our royal family. I don't understand what is going on in this idiot's brain?"
Napoleon III was so angry that he could hardly breathe. He supported the table with one hand and covered his chest with the other as he gasped, as if he was having an asthma attack.
"I don't understand. If you want to kill someone, why do you have to do it yourself? How could I have an idiot nephew like you?"
"Even if you spend money to find a killer, it won't cost much, and there won't be much money at all! Why would you personally recruit gangsters for our royal family? Stupid pig!"
