The attitude is too clear. All the veterans in the political arena understand what Thiers is going to do. As the president of a new republic, you don’t go to Paris immediately to announce your inauguration, but you go to Paris to gather troops in advance?
What are you going to do? Why not go to Paris to work, but put the office in Versailles, under the nose of the German command?
We don’t want to fight anymore, we don’t want to brutally suppress and start a civil war!
MPs like Gambetta who were full of moral justice were heartbroken, while moderate leaders like Favre also sighed with regret. However, the power of these people was too weak, and the entire French political arena was filled with capitalist forces and royalist forces.
They were extremely satisfied with the president's decision, and cheers of long live came one after another!
At this time, the people of the Paris Commune were awakened. They finally understood that Thiers was just perfunctory before, and even there were few people in the French Parliament who really sympathized with them. They had to rely on themselves for everything.
Paris was surrounded by a tense atmosphere. The Commune gave up its illusions and began to prepare for war in full swing. The National Guard gathered together to train every day, and there were many patrols composed of women and children on the streets, which did not stop even at night.
In the secret strongholds of the Commune in Montmartre, those taverns and shabby hotels, the remaining leaders of the Commune took turns to hold meetings. But without Blanqui to hold down the position, the various ideas of various forces began to conflict, and the quarrels often lasted all night. .
The leaders of the commune held their own opinions, and some pessimistically demanded immediate peace talks with Thiers. These people were called capitulators.
Some demanded to resist to the end and even walked out of the trenches and took the initiative to attack the enemy, and these people were attacked as radical adventurers.
There are even people who are even more extreme, such as Raoul Rigault. This madman even said that he would negotiate with Germany alone and even lead all the commune fighters to break out.
He wanted to take a fighting army to the provinces of Alsace and Lorraine, and simply break away from France to establish his own country independently. Even if he could not establish his own country, he would still establish his own base.
With this kind of whimsical nonsense, people didn't even bother to divide themselves into factions. A group of people rushed up and beat Li Gao up.
In such chaos, spring ushered in Paris, and more and more French troops gathered outside the city. Even Germany gave up part of the city's defense zone to these people.
It was not until early March that the new French President Thiers finally arrived in Versailles by train. Here he was welcomed by countless aristocratic capitalists, and the train station was crowded with people.
After a brief speech in front of the station, a reporter from The Times of London interviewed Thiers in public: "Mr. President, why do you want to work in Versailles? Are the Bourbon Palace and the Elysee Palace not enough for your needs?"
Thiers smiled and said, "Sir, your question is indeed very pointed... I can answer you frankly, because I am very disappointed with the security in Paris. I can't feel any sense of security anywhere!"
"Are you insinuating something? Is the experience of the Archbishop of Dawapur worrying you?" the reporter asked while taking shorthand.
Thiers was already taking steps to leave. After hearing the questioning, he stopped and turned around and said, "Insinuation? No, no, no... I never insinuate, I just state a fact!"
This is enough. This sentence is too clear. This is simply Thiers's declaration of war. The ecstatic reporters began to write back. They wanted to send this news back home quickly.
There was a black carriage parked far away from the train station. Director Wang quietly watched everything in front of him behind the curtains, "Let the kitchen prepare some delicious food. I'm sure the French president will come to the Palace of Versailles tonight!"
The Palace of Versailles is now the temporary residence of Bismarck and Xiao Letian. Since Thiers wants to exercise his presidential power here, there is no way he can escape from these two giant Buddhas.
The spring breeze in March was already warm, and the President's carriage convoy was indeed welcomed to the Palace of Versailles at dusk. Thiers stepped out of the carriage and looked at the magnificent royal palace in front of him, and at the large area sprinkled with the afterglow. Golden, he couldn't help but sigh.
"How difficult it is for the motherland! The magnificent palace has become the enemy's hotel... It's time to end all this!"
This is an informal visit. There will be no records of the conversation between the three parties, and there will be no reporters. There will not even be a cocktail party or French aristocratic beauties like flowers.
There were only three people and three translators. In a very ornately decorated small side hall, Xiao Letian treated them to a delicious meal of old Beijing copper hotpot.
The cloisonné hot pot inlaid with copper and enamel was 'robbed' by Xiao Letian from the treasures that accompanied Zai Chun. It was a real hot pot for the royal family.
A dragon and a phoenix were flying and circling on the hot pot. The dragons had five claws. According to the laws of the Qing Dynasty, if Xiao Letian used such a vessel, he would have to behead his head, ransack his family, and exterminate nine tribes!
But it’s so helpless! The law enforcement force of the Qing Dynasty was too weak. Xiao Letian lived in Ryukyu and often went to the mainland when he had nothing to do. The officials of the Qing Dynasty just didn't dare to arrest him!
The silver frost charcoal specially supplied by the Ministry of Internal Affairs comes from the imperial kiln in the west of Beijing. This kind of hardwood charcoal burns with blue flames, without any smoke at all, and even has a special wood fragrance.
The flames shot out more than an inch high in the cloisonné hot pot, and it was so warm in the small room that I couldn't even wear a coat!
Surrounding the hot pot is a complete set of cloisonné tableware, which is so exquisite and beautiful that people can't bear to use it. Even though Bismarck has followed Xiao Letian for Chinese food countless times, this is still the first time for him to eat such an exquisite hot pot.
"This is called hot pot. You can cook the meat and eat it later... This is not too fancy Chinese food, but one advantage of this kind of food is that it has a good atmosphere... You can order some sesame sauce... and chive flowers..."
"Atmosphere, atmosphere is the most important thing! What do you think we can't eat with our status? Flying in the sky, swimming in the sea... That's soy tofu, please eat less, be careful of the salt... The mutton and fat beef outside are cut right. , the master who has the best knife skills..."
"Eat hot pot and get together! Right? We all eat meat in the same pot, so we don't have to worry about poisoning... The key is to keep it warm! When you sweat after eating, you will naturally feel warmer..."
"When you interact with others, you have to become warmer and warmer as you interact with each other. You can't become colder as you interact with each other, right? Come on, come on... here's the mutton... here's the upper brain, the big three, and the cucumber..."
Good guy, the aura that Xiao Letian showed today was completely different from his usual aggressive look. A sense of martial arts arose spontaneously, coupled with the countless tools, condiments and a burning and boiling hot pot in front of him. , which shocked both Thiers and Bismarck.
"Führer...what have you prepared? And this wine...why does it have such a pungent taste..."
"You don't know this. This is called Erguotou... One bite is boring and deeply emotional. Mr. President, please take a bite... Take a bite!"
"Ah! It's on fire...my throat is on fire...this is poisonous..."
Thiers was deceived into having a cup of Erguotou, and tears suddenly flowed down his face. "Here comes someone! Help... The head of state of China poisoned me to death..."
