I'm the Dauphin in France

Chapter 473 Huang Liang Yi Meng

Paulie smiled and said, "Of course, I will serve you as long as I can."

Are you kidding? 2 pounds is 50 livres, a huge sum of money that is enough for him to sell his hook.

"I want to make sure that the donated funds are used for the great cause of Corsican independence, so I hope to know exactly where the funds will be used."

Chalmers gave an apologetic expression: "Please forgive me, this is by no means a lack of trust in you and your companions."

He looked around and lowered his voice and said, "In fact, I gave a lot of money to Irish Republicans in the past few years, but those guys put most of it into their own pockets!"

The so-called "Irish Republicans" are the Irish independence movement. After the British occupied Ireland, they had been secretly resisting, and reached a peak at the end of the 18th century. Historically, they even took advantage of the French Revolution and prepared to join France to declare war on Britain.

Bao Li and his three men looked at each other. Although they were not very happy, since the financial sponsor had made the request, he could only nod and agree.

After the salon, Chalmers went straight back home with Paulie to let him decide how to use the funds.

"Half of your funding will be used to purchase weapons and organize protests and riots," Paulie explained patiently, "and the rest will be used mainly as campaign funds to help members of the Restoration Organization get more seats in parliament.

"You know, the parliament is the political heart of Corsica. As long as we can control the parliament, we can marginalize the French government, which is an important part of our independence plan."

Chalmers nodded repeatedly. "You are indeed a great freedom fighter with rich experience. I feel much more at ease now."

He paused and continued, "But based on my experience in Ireland, rioting is far less effective than seizing power at the top. So, I think we can invest more money in supporting the MPs."

The three members of the Restoration Organization nearby suddenly brightened up when they heard this, because they were Corsican parliamentarians, or were preparing to compete in this year's parliamentary elections.

If they could get a large amount of campaign funds, their chances of winning would increase exponentially.

Poly was quite troubled by this financial sponsor who liked to meddle in other people's affairs, so he had to explain to him earnestly why the funds had to be allocated in this way.

Chalmers suddenly waved his hand impatiently: "You just said that there are more than 9 members of the organization who will face competition. How can the 5 pounds be divided? How about this, you listen to me, and I will donate another pounds."

Paulie was stunned by the tycoon on the spot. After quickly weighing the matter in his mind, he agreed to his proposal - 1 pounds would be distributed to the members of the Restoration Organization to help them win the election.

Chalmers was also very straightforward. The next afternoon, he solemnly handed over two heavy suitcases of banknotes to Paulie, which were witnessed and verified by three senior members of the Restoration Organization who came with him.

"Your cause of freedom will succeed!"

Chalmers took the receipt from Paulie, and then said generously: "Next year, after the dividends from my East India Company's shares are distributed, I will give you another 2 pounds."

After seeing off the financier, Paulie looked at his watch. It was already past five o'clock and the bank was closed. It would be better to exchange these banknotes for gold coins so that it would be easier to buy weapons in the United States, Northern Europe and other places.

So he had to lock the cash box in the safe in the study, and repeatedly reminded the housekeeper to send someone to guard the gate today, and nothing must go wrong.

into the night.

Mrs. Paulie's maid got up quietly in the living room, took out a bag of tools from the box under the bed, and then walked towards the study on the second floor in the dark.

She met night watchmen twice along the way, but both of them glanced at her and turned away as if nothing had happened.

Yes, they are all agents sent by the French Intelligence Agency. After learning Paulie's whereabouts from the British government, the Intelligence Agency has infiltrated Paulie's family like a sieve in the past six months. Now half of the servants in this villa are paid by the Intelligence Agency. If killing Paulie had not been more harmful than beneficial, he would have died dozens of times.

The maid came to Paulie's study, opened the door with the key that had been prepared, and then took out the tools and started to light fires everywhere...

At two o'clock in the morning, Paulie was awakened by a woman's scream.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and vaguely heard the servants shouting, "Fire!"

"Quickly put out the fire!"

Then the butler knocked on the door and said anxiously, "Master, there's a fire! You and your wife should go out and take shelter!"

Paulie jumped up from the bed, put on his clothes and rushed out of the bedroom. He smelled a pungent odor and looked up. He saw that the stairs leading to the second floor were full of thick smoke and servants were running up and down carrying buckets of water.

The three high-ranking members of the Restoration Organization who were staying in the guest room were also awakened. They looked at each other and exclaimed at the same time, "Money!"

Several people were about to rush to the second floor where flames were raging, but the housekeeper hurriedly asked someone to hold them back.

Two and a half hours later, the fire was finally put out thanks to the joint efforts of servants and London Fire Police.

Regardless of the large amount of remaining smoke, Paulie and the others ran up to the second floor like crazy, but they were stunned - half of the rooms on the second floor, including the study, were burned black.

Paulie walked into the study while coughing, and saw a safe that had been burned through long ago - safes of this era were mostly made of wood wrapped in iron sheets, and the iron lumps that were common in later generations did not appear until the 19th century - and a black mass of stuff inside.

A man next to him stepped forward and took out the things in the safe. He could vaguely see a black object in the shape of a piece of paper. His face turned pale and he said, "Damn it, this is 2 pounds..."

……

More than ten days later, at a secret meeting of the Corsican Restoration Organization, Bartolio pounded the table and shouted: "We had a chance to win more than two-thirds of the seats in parliament! It's all because of the fire!"

He was one of three people who witnessed £2 go up in flames that day.

The other people in the room also looked gloomy. They already knew that the Scottish tycoon had provided them with a large sum of funds, and each person could get nearly 1 pounds, which was more than 2 livres.

But now, because of an accident, everything is gone.

Suddenly someone asked, "Mr. Bartolio, why did the fire suddenly break out?"

"I don't know. The fire police said it might be a rat."

Everyone fell silent again.

Then, Giuseppe, one of the top leaders of the organization, clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, cheer up. Mr. Paoli has sent an order to organize a riot in Calges. We have to discuss this matter now."

At the same time, an American lawyer came to London and knocked on Paulie's door.

(End of this chapter)