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Chapter 640: Pure Love Warrior Bonaparte

Auxonne is a small town in the inland southwest of France, near the border between France and Spain. More than 30 kilometers southwest of it is the famous Pyrenees Mountains.

Although the city is not big, the Ausone Artillery Academy in the city is quite famous.

There are various military academies everywhere in France, and as long as you can afford it, you can study there. However, the Auxonne Artillery Academy still has some entry requirements.

The students admitted to this artillery school are basically young officers who have learned basic knowledge in other artillery academies, have some military career, obtained military ranks, and have some family background.

Especially the latter one. At a time when France is currently facing the impact of the economic tide, which has led to the confusion of the origins of many military academies and lax review, the Auxonne Artillery School still has quite strict control.

Even if your noble identity is fake, you have to make it sound convincing and not something that others can easily see through.

In fact, this has already gone beyond the scope of ordinary military schools. The Ausone Artillery can be regarded as an officer training school.

However, compared with other famous military academies, the Aussonne Artillery Academy is still a little inferior, otherwise it should be located around Paris instead of on the remote Franco-Spanish border.

Therefore, in this school with a relatively high threshold, there are not many children of middle and upper class aristocrats, but it is full of military officers from lower class aristocrats and small and medium-sized capitalists.

For many ambitious young people who dream of rising to fame through military merit, restoring the glory of their family or making their family truly enter the ranks of the nobility, a military academy like the Ausone Artillery Academy, which has a certain level of qualifications but not too high a threshold, is the most suitable for them.

But at the Ausone Artillery School, among a large group of students eager to stand out, there was one outlier.

He was born into a minor noble family and held the rank of lieutenant. He had already completed the two basic requirements of preliminary study in the military academy and military service. If he worked hard, he would most likely cross the hurdle of becoming a colonel in the future and become a true aristocratic general.

However, while everyone was busy studying various combat knowledge, this guy with a considerable first-mover advantage was busy writing romance novels.

Moreover, it is well written and very literary, and is one of the few spiritual nourishment for students in their boring study life.

With a long sigh, Napoleon Bonaparte rubbed the corners of his slightly red eyes, and gently wiped away a tear that was about to overflow from his eyes.

This great emperor, who was so famous that he could be compared with Alexander, Li Erfeng, Zhu Baba and others, was now trapped in love.

After experiencing a sudden breakup with his first love, Napoleon fell into the most difficult sadness in human emotions.

It seems that just when one tastes the beauty of first love, he is hit hard, and even a great man would find it difficult to withstand it.

Although more than a year had passed, Napoleon couldn't help feeling sad when he thought of every little detail between the two of them.

The so-called forced sadness in order to write new poems is definitely a matter of experience.

In human society, the meeting of hatred and resentment, separation from loved ones, failure to obtain what one desires, greed, anger, and ignorance are always the most important sources of literary creation. Why are Napoleon's love novels so outstanding? It is because he has really been badly hurt.

This girl, whom Napoleon never forgot until his later years and to whom he wrote a letter after becoming emperor saying that he would "always help her no matter what happens", was named Carolina Colombia. She was the daughter of a wealthy local businessman whom Napoleon met when he was serving in the Raphael Artillery Regiment.

Historically, Napoleon broke up with Carolina in 1787, and it was not until 1794 that he fell in love with his sister-in-law's younger sister Eugenie. This shows how much harm this relationship did to him.

"Bonaparte, I heard that Grand Duke M. I, God's favorite, is trying to force his way into Brussels. The students are gathering in the library to petition His Majesty the King. France must send troops to stop this bloody conflict."

Just when Napoleon had just come out of emo for a while, his close classmates came to tell him an explosive news.

"Archduke M I is disregarding the dignity of the Kingdom of France. The power of the French in Brussels cannot be trampled upon by outsiders like this."

This is actually a bit funny, because the French-speaking Walloons in Brussels or the whole of Belgium mean outsiders.

These Walloons can only be said to be close relatives of the Gauls. They are not very close to the Gauls, but in France, the view that the Walloons are also French has continued to emerge in recent years.

This view actually represents that the seeds of nationalism in Europe had already begun to sprout before Napoleon formally introduced the concept of nationalism in Europe.

After all, dividing people according to similar languages and cultural customs is much more direct, eye-catching and reasonable than dividing them according to which king or duke they belong to.

The reason why the students came to find Napoleon was because this guy was not completely different from the image recorded in history of being ostracized by his classmates, taciturn and withdrawn, but it was at least 70% to 80% untrue.

If Napoleon really had that kind of personality, he probably wouldn't have achieved such great success later on and won the love of so many people.

As a Corsican country bumpkin, it is certain that Napoleon suffered exclusion and ridicule when he went to study at places like the Brienne Military Academy, but Napoleon was not as bullied as described.

On the contrary, this guy is very tough. Not only will he beat people without saying a word when he encounters discrimination, but his threshold for beating people is also very low. Many words that would not even warrant a beating will be met with ruthless beatings like Napoleon.

And also because he has strong fighting ability, he can basically win.

So Napoleon was not a victim of bullying at all, but rather a little bully of his age who was involved in every fight on campus.

At the same time, Napoleon was not that short. He was at least 1.68 meters tall. At that time, the average height of ordinary people in France was 1.65 meters, so he could even be considered tall. If converted to later generations, he would be at least 1.75 meters tall.

It was later spread that his short stature was intentional by the British. They deliberately said Napoleon's height in French inches, and used the difference between the two measurements to successfully make many people think that Napoleon was only about 1.54 meters tall.

However, facing the excited emotions of his classmates, Napoleon immediately expressed his agreement on the surface and was willing to petition with his classmates, but in fact, he not only did not feel the slightest bit of emotion in his heart, he even felt like laughing.

As one of the very few aristocratic families on Corsica, Napoleon, who came from the Bonaparte family, did not care about France at all. What he always wanted was to make Corsica independent from France.

If this idea came true, not only would the Bonaparte family be able to drive out the nobles and clergy from Paris and monopolize the benefits of Corsica, but it would also be possible for the Bonaparte family to evolve from a country aristocrat on a remote island to a monarchical aristocracy.

Corsican gentleman, even Corsican Count, what a wonderful title.

Moreover, as far as the individual family is concerned, the Bonaparte and Napoleon family did not decline as the legend said. It was just because of the death of his father that Napoleon's family lacked a leader who could integrate and utilize the family power.

To make a less appropriate analogy, Napoleon's family is equivalent to a county-level township entrepreneur in an underdeveloped area in later generations who holds the status of a county or city People's Congress representative and earns hundreds of thousands of yuan a year.

This kind of family is of course the most powerful in the local area, and may even be the leader of a region.

However, if a child from such a family went to the capital, they would only be able to buy a commercial apartment with tens of millions of yuan, and a brick could hit a top-level circle of section chiefs and department heads. Naturally, they would be unable to make ends meet financially, and their family background would be even more pitiful.

Napoleon had been in that situation before, so whenever he couldn't make it outside and returned to Corsica, he not only had enough food and clothing, but he could even use his family resources to raise an army.

But when he returns to Paris, he will immediately become Napoleon Bonaparte standing like a minion.

At school, when Napoleon and his classmates arrived at the door of the library and were about to write a letter on the petition, they did not expect that sad news would suddenly come.

"At the Estates General in Paris, His Majesty the King still did not support us, the class that has contributed the most to the Kingdom of France, worked diligently, and made up the vast majority of the nation.

The King's speech was not constructive at all. His Majesty did not propose any reforms that would benefit the country or the people.

Thirteen of his fifteen-minute speech was spent conveying various demands for tax increases to the third class of people."

The students who came from Paris were filled with righteous indignation. When they spoke of the real issues, tears flashed in their eyes. The other military cadets were also infected and the atmosphere began to become heated.

The most important reason is that France's practice of dividing its citizens into three levels is simply too outrageous.

The high-ranking nobles and clergy were the first class. The nobility were the second class. All other French people were the third class.

This is a truly unscrupulous design. The British took the caste system to its peak in India, and even divided the caste system under the Brahmins and Kshatriyas into Vaishyas, Shudras and Untouchables.

Moreover, within the Vaishya, Shudra and other classes, they can be further refined according to skin color, occupation, and surname, dividing all classes into fine pieces to ensure that they will not be united.

Capable people from lower castes can also gain some power and a sense of superiority through infinite subdivision.

However, this division in France is not only excessive, with the first and second classes accounting for only about 3% of the population, but is also particularly dangerous.

You know, the third class is not entirely made up of farmers, fishermen, craftsmen and other leadership-lacking classes.

But in other countries, large and medium-sized capitalists with considerable status, grassroots clergy, and rural landowners of all sizes are all part of the fucking third class.

Can you imagine this system? It is equivalent to classifying the gentry, local celebrities, scholars, landlords, government soldiers, and core members of the White Lotus Sect into one class in China, making them full of resentment and trying to keep each other warm.

This is fucking terrible. If it doesn't get out of hand, once it does, it will definitely be like the end of the world.

Of course, the situation in France is a bit special, because the aristocracy's control and prestige for one or two thousand years are not to be underestimated. The gentry, local celebrities, landlords and auxiliary troops in France are not as powerful as those in China.

However, the highest level of the French Kingdom should never have allowed the finances to collapse, and even wanted to completely collapse it, making it impossible to pay off the debts and letting the third class bear the consequences.

At the same time, the actual operation of raising taxes had to be done by the third estate itself, because there were not enough nobles to complete the operation of raising taxes across the country and in colonies around the world.

Therefore, Louis XVI had only one choice, which was to convene the Estates-General, elect people from the third estate to members of parliament, and expand the second-level parliament into the third-level parliament.

So far, things haven't been a big problem. It's just a matter of giving up power in exchange for tax revenue. The third class is happy to exchange money for status, and the kingdom happens to be short of money.

But the mistake was that Louis XVI was too weak and did not have the courage and means to suppress the first and second estates.

As a result, the three-level parliament was indeed convened, and the demand of the third estate to expand the number of its members was met.

For example, among the members of the three-level parliament that has just been convened, there are 291 senior clergymen from the first level, 270 nobles from the second level, and 578 people from the third level.

This made the third class very excited, because the first and second classes combined had only 561 people, while they had 578 people, which was more than half of the number.

In addition, there are some conscientious members of parliament from the first and second estates who support the third estate. This means that the third estate controls the parliament and can begin to decide a large part of the country's policies.

But when the Estates General Meeting opened five days ago, all the members of the Third Estate were dumbfounded.

Because Louis XVI and the Chancellor of the Court of Justice announced that according to the tradition of the Estates General, one vote of the senior clergy of the first estate would count as three votes, one vote of the nobles of the second estate would count as two votes, and as for the third estate, naturally one vote would count as one vote.

So, as soon as these words came out, the whole of France was in an uproar. It turned out that they were waiting for us here!
I didn't say it before, we were happily running for council members, and were elected step by step from the local level, but after being elected to this point, we are still fucking slaves.

"Why, why does His Majesty not support us even for this little power which is ours? Is he still the King of the French?"

"We are the ones who paid the money, but others are the ones who benefited. We built France, yet we have to endure such humiliation."

At this moment, no one still remembered that Grand Duke M I (Mo Zirong) was going to Brussels, and the crowd was extremely excited.

Because most of the military cadets in the school come from relatively powerful families in the third class.

King Louis XVI's actions completely cut off their dreams of further advancement, so how could these people hold back?

"Classmates, we can no longer stay in remote Ausone. We must go to Paris and ask His Majesty the King for the rights we deserve!"

At this moment, the French still respected King Louis XVI very much. Even though they were so angry, they still used honorifics when referring to the king.

Not to mention them, even Maximilien Robespierre, a member of the Third Estate and a famous lawyer, still used honorifics and titles in his letter to the people of Artois.

Over the next few days, things escalated, with all sorts of bizarre versions and rumors flying around. No one was interested in studying, and a large number of military cadets, armed with weapons, flocked to Paris.

They want an explanation and a future for their rights and the bleak life of being unemployed after graduation from the respected King Rama XVI.

However, the cunning Napoleon Bonaparte rejected his classmates' invitation. He suddenly thought that this was a very good opportunity. Perhaps he could take advantage of the chaos to make Corsica truly independent.

It is time to return to my hometown and take up the banner of opposing the French royal family and seeking independence.

(End of this chapter)