In the 19th century, the postal system in Europe was relatively developed, especially in developed capitalist countries such as Southwest Europe. Due to frequent commercial activities, mail could always find vehicles and ships that could carry it.
The Belgian mail arrived in London in just 36 hours. When Big Beard saw the letter, he had just learned about the assassination of Xiao Letian. Due to the temporary blockade by various governments, the assassination was blocked for three days. The genius is announced to the public.
The bearded man was very anxious at the moment. He was listening to the gossips that the London citizens got from unknown sources in the coffee shop, which added to countless worries.
Some people said that Xiao Letian was killed on the spot, and his body could not be pieced together; others said that Xiao Letian was thrown to death in the five-story valley, and the huge impact force killed everyone in the carriage. survived.
Others said that Xiao Letian did not die at the time, but was shot to death with a pistol by a killer who ambushed him later. Others said that Xiao Letian was rescued by the Bavarian army, but the rescue was not effective and he died of excessive blood loss.
There are countless versions of death, but there are no surviving rumors. The more the bearded man heard it, the colder his heart became. Think about that wise Eastern head of state, and think about such a young great man. Did he really die like this? ?
His eyes were moist, and he wanted to walk away, but he still wanted to hear more rumors.
Bismarck sent a large army to launch a surprise attack on the Coburg Fortress. The Bavarian defenders did not dare to stop the Prussian army. 3,000 cavalry broke through the defense lines of the Coburg Fortress and entered the hinterland of Bavaria. They quickly rushed straight into Nuremberg.
In Nuremberg, these cavalrymen forcibly commandeered a train and headed south as fast as possible to the assassination site. As soon as they arrived in the valley, the army immediately blocked all internal and external connections.
So domineering! The Prussians are so domineering! The army penetrates hundreds of kilometers into the hinterland of neighboring countries as easily as entering your own home!
How cowardly! Bavarians are so cowardly! Being so humiliated by the Prussians, no one dared to order resistance, and just allowed the Prussians to run amok!
At this moment, the king of Bavaria and the kingdom's ministers all rushed north to the small town of Ingolstadt! Countless diplomats and spies from Europe also gathered there, and even Bismarck began to head south.
At this time, London was indeed the center of the world. The people here were so well-informed. God knows how the people in these cafes knew so many gossips that were not reported in newspapers. The bearded man here gradually sorted out the current situation. situation.
When he came home with a tired look on his face, his wife was already waiting for his return with the mail. "Letter from Belgium, I know you are in a hurry, so I am waiting for you without going out to buy groceries..."
"Thank you! Jenny... buy some meat for the children... if possible, can you buy me a bottle of cheap wine?"
The wife saw the sadness in her husband's expression, she quickly nodded, got dressed and left the attic.
The bearded man opened his old friend's letter and read it at a glance. At the end, he shook his head with regret.
"Blanqui! My old friend, you are wrong, you are really wrong... If you still hold on to the illusion of nationalism, you will definitely suffer big losses in the future!"
"Don't you understand yet? Class hatred is irreconcilable. This is a contradiction that even God is helpless to resolve. Why do you think nationalism and national sentiment can mediate this contradiction?"
"Every pore of capital is dripping with greedy saliva and smells of dirty blood. The beast of capital is unleashed to drink blood!"
"Capital has no humanity or emotions. Their original instinct is to add value and squeeze out all the profits!"
"Why do you imagine that the princes, nobles and capitalists will compromise? Do you really think that the working class and the noble capitalists will be in peace if they all bear the title of the same nation?"
"If that's really the case, how did you shed so much blood due to the suppression you suffered in the past years?"
"Class contradictions are irreconcilable! Even if they are temporarily shelved due to ethnic conflicts, there will be a day of counterattack in the end. All the compromises made by the rulers now are just sharpening their knives for the next massacre!"
The bearded man covered his face with his hands and couldn't vent the depression in his heart. "Blanqui! On this issue, you are actually not as clear as an Eastern politician. Xiao Letian came out of the feudal system of China, and he can understand it accurately." See the essence of the problem clearly..."
"You have led the revolutionary movement in France for so many years, why didn't he understand it in the end?"
"No, no, no... I want to write a letter. I must remind my French comrades... Never have any illusions. The real massacre is still to come, it is still to come!"
There was the sound of rustling writing in the attic. The daughter who originally died of poverty and illness in history survived because of Xiao Letian's help.
Having money to buy medicine and eating helped the malnourished child regain some health. At this moment, she was lying on the bed watching her father work. Although she didn't understand what his father was doing, his back was as majestic as a mountain.
Jenny brought home a bottle of wine, which was the cheapest whiskey on the market. The bearded man took a sip without raising his head from the glass, and just by turning aside, Jenny saw the tears in her husband's eyes.
"Blanqui... wake up... Even Xiao Letian can tell that you are about to usher in a brutal massacre, but you yourself have always harbored illusions..."
"Those fat-minded rulers just want to use the national concept to secretly replace the concept, and want to use the national flag to let you continue to endure suffering without rebellion... That's all!"
"Why can't you understand things that the Chinese can understand... No wonder he calls you utopians. Your unfounded idealism and optimism will sooner or later be paid in blood!"
"It can't be like this, it really can't be like this..."
"And Xiao Letian... are you really dead? Didn't you say that you were brought here by destiny? You said that you were brought here by the national destiny of China's rise..."
"How can you die like this? Could it be that your national destiny of China has also perished?"
The bearded man was drunk, and he even started nagging about the mythical legends about the national destiny in Xiao Letian's mouth, while he drank the bad wine and shed tears.
He lamented the irrationality of the French comrades, and was also saddened by Xiao Letian's miserable fate!
After the bearded man fell asleep drunkenly on the bed, Jenny read his letter to Blanqui, carefully revised a few scrawled words, and then put it in the envelope.
While it was still light, Yanni put the letter in the mailbox.
But she didn't know that this letter was not delivered to Blanqui in the end, because at this moment, the French workers' leaders were already immersed in the short-term illusion of peace and were full of joy.
They even asked the French authorities to withdraw the wanted order for Blanqui, and the French authorities did so as they wished.
At this moment, Blanqui has already set off to return home, and the comrades in Paris are ready to welcome him.
When he stood at the door of his residence in Brussels and was about to return home, his eyes involuntarily turned to the east, toward Bavaria.
"It's really worrying! The confirmed news hasn't come yet. If Xiao Letian is really dead..."
"Oh God! I'm afraid war will be unavoidable by then. Prussia and the Chinese will definitely devote all their efforts to fight..."
"At this time, I can only stand firmly with my nation and country..."
"Let's go... let's go back to the country!"
