"Can……"
Before long, Louis XVI's defender, Seitz, appeared on the scene.
When Jiang Xuan looked at that person, his eyes were stunned.
Isn't that the tramp in the Tuileries Palace, the blind old man?
Unexpectedly, Louis XVI would ask him to be his defender.
But this is better, there is no more suitable candidate than him.
A blind man, a tramp, a farmer, he experienced all the periods of Louis XVI's reign.
and experienced all the disasters brought about by Louis XVI.
And his current status as a homeless person can also bring persuasiveness to these things.
"Mr. Luipella, I don't know why you called me here, but if you need me if you need anything, you can tell me directly. There is no need to hide it. I will definitely help!"
"Even if it means risking your life!"
Louis XVI felt warm in his heart and said to him: "Some people need to know what you think of Louis XVI. Tell them what you want to say."
The tramp nodded, but it was a little strange. Someone had asked him the same question before.
He didn't hide it, told everyone his true thoughts, and made additions.
He explained in detail why he changed from a farmer with a good life to the homeless man he is now.
He was not an aristocrat, but he had been wealthy.
After everyone heard this, they were inexplicably moved.
I couldn't help but feel a lot less hatred for Louis XVI.
If you think about it carefully, although the measures taken during the reign of Louis XVI were ineffective, they were also without fault, and their current problems were not directly caused by Louis XVI.
It's because of the backward system.
Maybe Louis XVI really shouldn’t die…
"Then how do you explain these letters of collaboration with the enemy?"
"The evidence exists, and no one can be excused with just one mouth!"
Brissot jumped out and said.
When he arrived, the tramp already knew what letters Brissot was talking about. They were evidence of Louis XVI's collaboration with the enemy.
The tramp loudly retorted: "No, Louis XVI is the king of France. Letting other countries support the royal power is treason. It makes no sense for him to betray himself!"
"He was the most just king in the history of France. He convened the Estates-General and listened to the opinions of the people..."
"No, even if he is a king, collaborating with the enemy is still a crime. Even if he is a king, he should be sentenced to death!" Brissot refuted!
At this time, there was a quarrel on and off the stage.
"Louis XVI is guilty, he betrayed France!"
"No, he is not guilty. As long as he still supports the revolution, he can be the king of France, or an ordinary person!"
…
Due to the quarrel between the two parties and the current lack of evidence, the judge was unable to make the most direct verdict on Louis XVI's crime.
At this time, Gillen came on stage and quietly said to the judge: "Vote."
"The outcome of Louis XVI should not be left to us to decide, let it be decided by the people he once ruled."
The judge nodded, knocked the hammer, and said in a deep voice: "Quiet!"
"Now I will pronounce the verdict on the outcome of Louis XVI!"
"Now that all the evidence and everything is before us, I believe that the audience present are all reasonable people and can make judgments on the current matter."
"So I intend to leave the important task of judging whether the king is guilty or not in your hands!"
"We will decide the future of Louis XVI through voting. The 722 spectators present, please cast your votes."
After hearing these words, everyone immediately calmed down.
Now the life and death of Louis XVI is in the hands of 722 of them!
Brissot glanced at the justice. He had just seen Gillen and the judge whispering. It must have been him.
The evidence in his hand could clearly convict Louis XVI of treason!
However, he did not see himself losing the vote.
He walked off the stage and left early.
Those who participated in this trial wrote down the verdict they thought was reasonable on their ballots with utmost caution, put them together with great solemnity, and put them into the pitch-black ballot box.
When the person collecting the tickets walked up to Jiang Xuan, he found that there was nothing for him.
"Sir, you..."
Jiang Xuan said in a deep voice: "I have no right to participate in this vote. This is your own business as a French."
After seeing Jiang Xuan's unfamiliar but distinctive face, the other party nodded slightly and left.
Soon all 721 votes were collected and placed in front of the judge.
The judge pronounced: "Only seven hundred and twenty-one people voted, so no matter what the result is, the final fate of Louis XVI will be determined!"
He solemnly took out the ballot and said in a deep voice: "One vote in favor..."
Louis XVI listened indifferently to the votes that announced his results. At this time, his heart was filled with sadness.
He didn't think he had done anything wrong. When the judge spoke the last word, everything became a foregone conclusion.
"Three hundred and sixty-one votes favored the death penalty, 334 voted for imprisonment or exile, 26 voted for reprieve of death for four, and five abstained!"
"This judge's sentence for Louis XVI will be death!"
…
It was all over, and Brissot, who was hiding in the dark, laughed.
Gillen sighed, turned and left without saying anything.
Some farmers shouted: "Those guys who are not willing to die should really die. They give tax exemptions to the nobles and live a very luxurious life. His queen even asked us why we don't eat cake. Such a king should not be executed." What are you doing here!"
Jiang Xuan also fell silent. If he was willing, he could ensure that Louis XVI would not die.
But this is the choice of the French people.
But the blind old man next to Louis XVI sighed and said with emotion: "He is a good man. If he had not become the king, he might have been a good locksmith."
"But there is no if, he cannot avoid death, and those in the National Assembly will not let him go..."
Louis XVI looked at the homeless man he had taken in.
Seeing that he had also left him, an endless sadness spread from his heart.
At this time, the sky darkened with dark clouds...
That night, Louis XVI and his queen cuddled together.
This is the last moment of mercy for him.
But at this time, a guest suddenly arrived.
Louis XVI's expression changed when he saw him, and he suddenly became cold, as if he had seen his biggest enemy!
"What are you doing here!"
"You despicable guy!"
Jiang Xuan looked at Louis XVI calmly. He was not familiar with the emperor, but it was undeniable that although the emperor was incompetent, he was a good man.
"I came to see you. According to our Long Yan tradition, you should have a full meal before setting off on the road tomorrow."
