"Dear old friend, I am extremely happy to receive your letter. I am amazed by the wisdom revealed in your words. Thank you for your support for our revolutionary cause. I am also grateful for the check of one thousand pounds you sent with your letter. …”
"The revolutionary cause in France is very difficult to carry out. Our comrades lack weapons and ammunition and even basic funds for activities. At this time, any support is a help in times of need for us..."
"I know that your life is not rich. It seems that you have spent a lot of effort to raise such a huge sum of money..."
"While thanking you for your guidance on our career, I also have some opinions of my own that I would like to state to you. I hope that we can find common ground under different conflicts..."
Under the dim yellow oil lamp, Blanqui wrote rapidly, and beautiful pen words appeared one after another on the paper, which was his thoughts dancing on it.
Blanqui was replying to his bearded old friend in London. He had been a friend for more than ten years. They had the same ideals and the same cause. Both of them were resolute revolutionaries who were anti-imperialist, anti-feudal and anti-oppressive.
They care about the lives of the extremely poor people, pay attention to the resistance of the working class, and devote themselves to leading the helpless workers to find happiness.
It's just that the two men took different paths. Blanqui belonged to the practical side. He participated in many demonstrations and armed uprisings. He educated many people to follow him and join in the action.
This is a practical person, and of course he is the most hated enemy of the French government, so he has spent more time in prison than outside. This time he came to Belgium because he really couldn't survive in France. It was just political exile as a last resort.
And the bearded old friend in Paris is a theoretical person. In the bearded mind, if the poor people all over the world want to fight against the powerful, they must have a theory to support them, and they can't just be hot-headed. reckless.
Therefore, Big Beard has been studying in poverty in London for these years. Although Big Beard is hated by European governments, he is not thrown into prison and beaten to death.
Big Beard couldn't stay in Germany any longer, and when he came to France he couldn't get along and was beaten by the secret police. In the end, he had to hide in London, England, and study hard with the support of old friends.
Although Big Beard lived a poor life, he and his friends were always concerned about the labor movements across Europe, and had a little money left between their teeth to fund these labor movements.
This time Big Beard gave Blanqui a thousand pounds, which was really a huge sum of money at the time, because it was an era of the gold standard. Even if you had banknotes in your hand, they were still linked to the same amount of gold.
At that time, a blue-collar worker in London earned only two or three pounds a month, and it was unimaginable for a female worker to earn more than one pound a month.
One pound in London can buy 40 pounds of bread, plus 10 pounds of fresh meat, plus 20 pounds of vegetables, 20 pounds of fruit, plus 8 pounds of sugar, 15 pounds of tea, plus 24 newspapers And 60 pounds of clean coal...
Calculated in this way, a blue-collar worker's three pounds per month is enough to support a small family... But unfortunately, only those blue-collar technical workers, those who are urgently needed by factories, can earn this money.
The average worker simply cannot earn such a salary, so the one thousand pounds that Big Beard has funded shows how precious it is.
This amount of money is enough for the working class in France to print illegal leaflets for two months, and these leaflets are enough to scatter on the streets of all major French cities from morning to night.
Of course, Blanqui didn't know that the thousand pounds was actually secretly funded by Xiao Letian. When Xiao Letian left London, he gave Big Beard some money as a financial aid. Unexpectedly, Big Beard didn't leave much for himself. Most of it was donated.
Blanqui was very grateful to Big Beard for his help in times of need, but he also had some different views on the suggestions in some of Big Beard's letters.
First of all, Big Beard expressed concern about their previous compromise actions. Between the lines, Big Beard expressed his absolute distrust of the French Emperor, and made a clear statement that all this was a scam by the French Emperor, and Napoleon III would not compromise with the working class at all.
In the letter, the bearded man made it clear that the rulers' compromise was just to delay their dynasty. What Napoleon III must do is to provoke a war, and he wants to divert the domestic crisis through war.
Because the internal conflicts in France are beyond adjustment at the moment, Napoleon III cannot influence them at all. He is completely helpless about the current domestic situation.
This person can only rely on war to divert hatred, and rely on the huge gamble of war to gamble his own destiny. If he wins, he can use the flesh and blood of Prussians to nourish the gap between rich and poor in France, thereby resolving the crisis.
Therefore, Napoleon III does not want to talk to the working class at all, nor does he want to give up his rights. Everything is a scam. Your retreat will only make him more domineering and impossible to fundamentally solve the problem.
Even this compromise will lead to more serious massacres and suppression in the future!
Blanqui looked at the bearded reminder, and he could even smell the blood between the lines!
Blanqui fell into deep contemplation. Of course he had to accept the reminder from his old friend, but in Blanqui's heart he thought the bearded man was a bit alarmist.
After thinking about it, he decided to write a letter to his old friend, carefully introducing his true inner thoughts!
"Dear old friend, I have thought about your reminder seriously for a long time... I must admit that what you said is very reasonable, but you should not forget that I am French after all, and I am first and foremost a member of the French nation... …”
"When this nation is in serious crisis and even on the verge of war, how can I watch my nation fall into failure?"
"When the nation is in danger, I have no choice!"
Under the dim candlelight, Blanqui continued to write this letter for two hours. At the end of the letter, he talked about the changes in the current situation.
"Dear old friend, according to multiple sources of intelligence... At this moment, the life and death of the head of state in the East is unknown. Many channels indicate that the initiator of this assassination is the Emperor of France..."
"If it turns out to be true in the end! If the head of state of the East is really dead! Then I'm afraid the situation will become even more corrupt..."
"Prussia will definitely escalate the war. When the time comes, the scale of the war will only escalate without any easing..."
"The flames of war are approaching France. I cannot continue to stab my country in the back while watching the country fall into a bitter war! What do you think?"
