The sun never sets in America

Chapter 255: Time and Space Vortex: President

[Paris Daily News: Vitlin was announced as acting president of the Second French Republic. 】

[France: The new president will be elected in the middle of next month. 】

[Businessman: Louis Philippe’s remaining party has been wiped out. 】

A young man of medium build and wearing a hat stood in front of the newsstand and looked at the news in the newspapers in front of him, with a trace of complex jealousy in his eyes.

This kind of jealousy seemed to be innate, especially when he learned that a little man named Vitlin was the president of the French Republic, he became a little angry.

In his opinion, this is completely stealing the success of the Bonaparte family. The so-called French Republic, without the names of Bonaparte and Napoleon, will be worthless.

“Sir, do you want a newspaper??”

At this time, the rosacea boss who had been staying at the newsstand poked his head out and greeted the well-dressed man in front of him.

The man just took one of the copies, which was the one that marked Vitlin's inauguration as acting president, and left the newsstand. Before leaving, he casually threw down a ten-franc coin.

The boss who was holding the money looked at the coins in his hand, then raised his head and looked at the other person's leaving figure: "France is getting weirder and weirder these days. Why are there so many people? Nothing big will happen again!!"
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squeak---

The man holding the newspaper walked into a villa in the South District of Paris. When the people in the villa saw the man who came in, they all stood up.

"Monsieur Bonaparte——"

"Hello, M. Bonaparte, I am the son of Viscount Moses."

"Hello, I am the owner of Sardine Business, and my name is Sack."

"Hello, I am a lieutenant colonel of the French Republican Army. I am currently in charge of the defense on the outskirts of Paris."

Throughout the hall of the villa, since Louis Napoleon. After Bonaparte came in, everyone came forward to shake hands enthusiastically and introduce themselves at the same time. It didn't look like a gathering of a group of friends, but more like a superior and subordinates.

When he heard that the man in military uniform in front of him was a lieutenant colonel of the French Republican Army, Bonaparte's eyes lit up. He stepped forward, held the other man's hand tightly, and asked enthusiastically: "Lieutenant colonel, what is your name?" name??"

Seeing Mr. Bonaparte's eager eyes and the strength of his hands, the lieutenant colonel replied nervously: "Dear Mr. Bonaparte, my name is Bochy, and I am a lieutenant in the 27th Infantry Regiment of the French Republic. Captain of the school, responsible for the front line defense on the northern side of Paris." Facing Bonaparte, Bosch was still a little excited. After all, this was Bonaparte, a distinguished surname.

After Bonaparte heard that Posy had a regiment in his hand, he became energetic. Then he reached out and patted the other person's shoulder heavily, and said to the other person in a friendly tone: "Captain Posy, you are a Real soldiers, just like Emperor Napoleon's Old Guard. It is the glory of France to have soldiers like you——"

"Mr. Bonaparte -" Listening to what Bonaparte said to himself, Bosch was moved and clenched the other party's hand. After all, for an officer on the edge, a big man like Bonaparte Recognition may change his life.

"Bosch, a man like you should have been a general, but in the decadent Orleans Dynasty, you could only be their watchdog. Now the guys in Wetterling overthrew the rule of Louis Philippe. What happened next? That executioner-like bastard became the commander-in-chief of the Republican Army. What an irony. This is a betrayal of the victims and a betrayal of all French people!!" Bonaparte counted the second Frenchman in detail. The guilt of the Republic.

"That's right, Mr. Bonaparte. These bastards have taken all the benefits. They even released the prisoners in the Paris jail at their craziest time and burned, killed and robbed the city of Paris wantonly-" A businessman The boss of the company hates the current so-called Second Republic to his core. In his opinion, these people are even worse than Louis Philippe. After all, although Louis Philippe is also a bastard, at least he still has a trace of sense. We know whose interests cannot be touched, but this group of so-called righteous people are even less human. In their craziest moments, they even openly encouraged their men to rob banks. What a despicable thing it is.

[The trend of bank runs caused by bank pressure has become so-called robbery in the eyes of these rich people]

"Those bastards even doubled the taxes and asked us to contribute to the country. Damn it, no one knows what they are going to do. They didn't just make a blind promise when they started the uprising. They said they would give us five hundred francs for participating in the riot. If you can’t get the money now, then ask us to pay——”

"Enough is enough. I thought Louis Philippe was a bad wolf, but in the end I found out that these bastards under the banner of France are the real bad wolves. They will even swallow your bones!!"

A banker who was extorted for one million francs denounced the so-called Second French Republic. In his opinion, the top leaders headed by Wetterling and Gabriel were no different from bandits. Some of them even regretted why they had committed the crime in the first place. They had to stand by and watch Louis Philippe finish, and now they actually missed the guy they denounced as a tyrant.

I have to say, it is the butt that determines the head.

I thought these guys were the saviors, but in the end I found out, good guys, they are the real devils.

Bonaparte, who was standing in the middle, was already happy as he looked at the reactions of the people around him. In his opinion, as long as more people opposed the current French government, his chances would be greater.

"Everyone, Wittling is a lucky bastard, a low-class man from a paint factory, who actually holds the position of the so-called President of the French Republic. This is a blasphemy against France and an unforgivable crime!!" Napoleon's response to Wittling's origins Very despicable.

"That's right, such low-level people are not qualified to lead the whole of France. We should elect a real leader, a leader of noble blood, to lead the whole of France to move forward!!"

"Monsieur Bonaparte, I think you should run for office. Only the glorious and great Napoleon is qualified to lead France."

"Yes, Mr. Bonaparte, drive those damn kleptocrats down, don't let them destroy France!!"

"Monsieur Bonaparte——"

Slogans in support of Bonaparte were everywhere throughout the villa.

Bonaparte looked at the people around him who supported him, with a smile on his lips, and then said: "Relying on so-called elections alone is of no use. Those bastards control France by violence. These bastards will definitely not give up." Their power——"

"I will run for president, but we should also let the French know who I am -"

"Before that, we will master violence first!!"

Bonaparte set his sights on the leader of the 27th Regiment named Bosch, looking at him with expectation.

"It is my honor to serve the great Louis Napoleon Bonaparte -" Bosch knelt down on one knee and gave Bonaparte a knighthood, which is a medieval etiquette for vassals facing their lords. .

"Bossy, I swear on the name of the Bonaparte family that when the flag of the French Empire returns to France, you will become a count and a true nobleman!!" At this time when people are urgently needed, Bonaparte is not willing to help. Being stingy about drawing a cake, after all, using the future as a promise is the talent of a Machiavellian, and even an innate instinct. It is something engraved in Bonaparte's bones.

When Posy, who was kneeling on one knee, heard this, tears even appeared in his eyes. For a small aristocrat whose family has declined, there is nothing more important than revitalizing the family's glory, not to mention that their family was originally from the Napoleonic period. The nobles naturally stand with the Bonaparte family.

This kind of special emotion between retainers and their masters is difficult to understand for Chinese people who believe that princes will be in love with each other, but it is very common in Europe. Otherwise, those ancient families, such as the Habsburg family, would not Even now, they are still the most noble family of European descent, and the British royal family cannot compare with them.

When everything was over, Bonaparte stood in front of the window on the second floor, looking at the city of Paris opposite, his eyes bursting with unprecedented ambition, and said to himself in a strong tone: "Belong to Bonaparte, belong to I will take back everything Napoleon had, I will complete Napoleon’s unfinished mission, and the whole of Europe will crawl at my feet!!”

A breeze blew by, blowing the tips of Bonaparte's black hair, and also blowing the history of France, Europe, and the world.
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[Selling newspapers, selling newspapers, Louis Napoleon Bonaparte returns and announces his participation in the general election. 】

[Mr. Bonaparte donated ten thousand francs to the Paris orphanage. 】

[Louis Napoleon Bonaparte: There is no glorious and stable France that can better represent the interests of all French people. We will take back the power that belongs to the French, the power given by God, from the thieves and shameless executioners. . 】

[Nothing is more important than children, but what about the children of France? Where are they, I can’t see them? ? Louis Napoleon Bonaparte published in the Paris Journal. 】

[Louis Napoleon Bonaparte: "Yes, my uncle is Napoleon, the Emperor Napoleon you call him. I have grown up in his glory since I was born. I should have become a rich man traveling around the world. , but I don’t plan to do this, because I am French, and I have the blood of the Bonaparte family and the blood of the great French nation in my body!!”]

For a time, through the propaganda of those allies and subordinates, everyone in France knew that Napoleon was back.

The reason why the label Napoleon is used, which is easy to overturn, is because the whole of France has just ended the chaos. At this time, people feel at ease. Coupled with Wetterling's poor governance skills and constant showing off, the French people at this time are actually very relaxed. Dry and contradictory.

The reason for the disgust is that Wetterling and his gang have not fulfilled the promises they made at all, but have intensified their efforts. If anyone dares to resist, they will immediately be labeled as a member of the Louis Philippe Relics.

The main reason for the contradiction is that at this time, who else can you choose if you don't choose Vitlin? You can't choose someone who is more of a bastard. After experiencing the passion of overthrowing the Orleans Dynasty and hanging Louis Philippe, even the most radical Paris citizens , all began to fear change because the price was too high.

The reason for this, to sum up in one sentence, is that they cannot get the benefits, but they have to provide blood and lives.

In a word, the French people's hearts were cold. They were chilled by Wetterling's gang of thieves, and it was difficult to trust other people anymore. At this time, who else can make them believe? ?

There is only one answer: Napoleon! !
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Snapped---

A cup was thrown to the ground. The cup was very delicate. If you look closely, you can see the mark of the Orleans Dynasty. It seemed that it was plundered from the Palace of Versailles.

"Damn it, send those who run newspapers to the guillotine!!"

"I am the president of France, and they actually support the so-called Bonaparte. Do they still take me as the president in their eyes?"

"They are all a bunch of bastards. When they killed Louis Philippe, they should have been hanged together, so that everything would be clean!!"

In a luxurious manor, Wetterling was dressed like an old aristocrat in a gorgeous dress, but everyone who knew him knew that nineteen days ago, he was just a worker in a Paris paint factory, earning a few dollars a month. With a salary of ten francs, he lived an ordinary life.

But now, Vitlin is the president of the Second French Republic. Although he has to add a pronoun in front of it, in the eyes of the already drifting Vitlin, he is the president and the real ruler of France.

But now, or in the past few days, since that bastard named Louis Napoleon Bonaparte came, the entire French media has been praising each other. Those who don’t know think Bonaparte is the president, and he Vitlin It's like it doesn't exist at all.

To be honest, Wittling was very jealous of Bonaparte. He thought that if he had a background like his, he might have succeeded long ago, instead of being like this now, even after Barra climbed up, he had to be observed by countless people under a magnifying glass. , like a guinea pig.

Once he did something wrong, he was criticized constantly, as if it was a shame for him to make a mistake.

This has made Wetterling's mood fluctuate ever since he became the acting president. Sometimes he is immersed in the fantasies he spun, and sometimes he dreams of being ousted. The final result is often No. 2 Louis Philippe. The same fate, death under that antique guillotine.

After learning that Bonaparte had returned to China to run for office, Wetterling fell into a state of anxiety all day long. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was a fear of status and a lack of confidence in himself, and this This kind of lack of confidence has been continuously amplified by the large-scale positive publicity of Bonaparte by the media in the past few days, and finally led to what it looks like now.

"No, I can't just watch everything that belongs to me be stolen by that damn noble. I paid for it with my life!!"

Wetterling's heart was filled with anger and jealousy towards Bonaparte. He was jealous of Bonaparte's origin and envied him for having easily obtained what he dreamed of through Napoleon's trademark...fame! !

But just like his unwavering faith when he was on horseback and under the gun of that officer, he would not compromise and he would fight until the end.

"Call Minister Gabriel here. I have something to discuss with him." The only ally Wetterling could think of at the critical moment was Gabriel, who was standing in the same boat with him.

"Yes, Mr. President!!"

The secretary looked at Vitlin who was becoming more and more crazy. There was a tremor in his voice as he agreed. This was the uncertainty and panic about his future.

Wetterling stood in the official residence of former French Prime Minister Guizot. After his secretary left, he suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness. It was a loneliness he had never experienced in his life.

A sense of loneliness and uncertainty about what lies ahead.

"I will win, I will become the real president of France, and no one can take this away from me, not even Napoleon!!"

Wetterling's face showed an unprecedented madness.

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"Ugh……"

Gabriel looked at the pile of documents that needed to be signed in front of him and felt more tired than ever before. Before becoming the Minister of Defense, he only dealt with military affairs in Paris, and his job in Paris was actually very simple, just to guard against our cuteness. And restless Parisian citizens.

But now he found that this bullshit Minister of Defense was too troublesome. He had to guard against attacks from surrounding countries and maintain local stability.

He also has to deal with a bunch of financial matters, even the retirement pension issue, which he has to deal with. Isn't that a matter of the Ministry of Finance? ?

When did it have anything to do with him as the Minister of Defense? ?

When asked about finance, the finance department said there was no money. Because of this year's turmoil and the financial crisis, France actually doesn't have much money left.

(referring to the French government)

"Damn!!"

Looking at the pile of documents asking for money from him, Gabriel felt as if he had eaten shit, as disgusting as he wanted.

In the final analysis, the current Second French Republic has ruined its reputation and cannot collect taxes.

After all, a French government that has promised a blank check until 1900 AD has no credibility at all.

Naturally, tax resistance also followed.

"Damn it, it's all the fault of the paint boy Wetterling. If he hadn't made random promises and nonsense, how could it be like this!!" Gabriel yelled at Wetterling in the office. If he came to power after , he and Vitlin can still maintain a friendly, even close relationship. (Because he was born as a painter, he was called a painter boy or a painter by those who looked down on Wetterling)

But now, with Wetterling's mischief and his indulgence of his heroes, Gabriel already had a vague feeling that the ship was leaking as soon as he got on the ship.

At this moment, Wetterling's secretary came in and handed him a letter.

"Mr. Minister, this is a letter sent to you..."

After Vitlin took it, he tore open the outer package and opened it. An iconic badge appeared in his eyes, and then he quickly closed the opened envelope.

"You leave first!!"

"Yes, Mr. Minister!!"

When the secretary left, Gabriel opened the envelope. On the front was a gold badge, above it was a gold knight badge, and in the middle was a golden eagle with its head turned to the right, surrounded by scepters and dotted with bees. , it is the bee badge during the Napoleonic Empire, the symbol of Napoleon.

"Dear Mr. Lille Gabriel, we invite you to attend the dance on the evening of November 3rd, at the Chateau Rambouillet..."

"We welcome any true patriot of France to attend this dinner that belongs to France..."

Signed: Louis Napoleon Bonaparte

At this time, a voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Minister, Mr. President is looking for you!!"

Gabriel held the letter in his hand, suddenly trembled, then quickly returned to normal, and said to the door:

"Wait a minute, I'll be here in a minute!!"

Gabriel then hid the letter in the lining of his coat.

Then he walked out openly and got into the carriage that had just been prepared.

When passing by Paris Square, looking at the guillotine that had been put away, Gabriel's eyes were suddenly shocked. He saw the way Louis Philippe looked at him again.

That terrible look! !

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