King's Landing in France

As soon as An Ning settled down in Versailles, someone came to her door.

An acquaintance of An Ning came here—Paul Ballas, who I had met once in Italy before.

An Ning met him in Louis XVI's study, the same study where An Ning had forced Louis XVI and his Austrian wives to move to the Tuileries just a few years ago.

As soon as Ballas entered the study, he went straight to the point: "You are back, and now only you can stop the out-of-control situation. Now everyone in Paris is in danger, and even the parliamentarians are afraid that one day they will be guillotined!"

An Ning: "Has the situation reached this point?"

Barras: "I don't believe you don't have a little understanding of the current situation in Paris! Before Marat was assassinated, Robespierre was like the ballast of the situation. He has been working hard to make the situation less extreme.

"After Marat died, the ballast stone himself went crazy, and now he is desperately sending people to the guillotine. He seems to be paying homage to his deceased friend, and keeps sending the old nobles to the guillotine."

An Ning: "I already know about this situation."

"You already know? Is that the end?"

"Otherwise?" An Ning asked back, "Do you want me to launch a coup and let Robespierre step down? No, no, I will not do this. Of course, I will not sit back and watch things go on like this. Will go to Maximilian."

Ballas: "You have to talk about him! Let him regain his senses and calm down! If this continues, a considerable part of the National Assembly will become enemies of the Jacobins."

An Ning looked at Ballas, thinking that after the Jacobins were overthrown, the government led by the Thermidorians who replaced them was corrupt and incompetent, except that everyone was busy filling their own pockets.

An Ning does not want to see these people in power.

The Jacobins at least still had revolutionary ideals, but their methods were too radical.

The Thermidorians are all careerists and speculators.

Thinking of this, An Ning's eyes on Balas became sharper.

If France is to be handed over to these people, it would be better—An Ning pressed down the thoughts that came to his mind.

Let’s grab the Jacobins first. Robespierre is a noble and self-disciplined person. He is the head of France, so An Ning is more at ease.

An Ning: "In short, I will persuade Maximilian, I think I still have enough influence on him."

Ballas looked very worried, he hesitated, and said: "However, there are rumors that Robespierre is very dissatisfied with your self-respecting situation, and he may want to send another military envoy ..."

"Who said that?" An Ning interrupted Barras, "This is trying to provoke the relationship between me and Robespierre. Anyone who would do this must be an enemy of France, or maybe Austria. Spy! Is that you, Mr. Paul Ballas?"

Ballas shook his head like a drum: "No, no, it's not me! It's just that someone in Paris is saying..."

"That's why I asked who was telling the legend. If you know, tell me, and I will immediately dispatch the Sunset Knights to arrest them!"

When it is time to go out, it should be resolutely dispatched.

Ballas was speechless.

An Ning: "So, could it be you who are sowing discord?"

"Your Excellency, you understand me! I have always been loyal to you!"

An Ning curled her lips: "Hmph, I will see your loyalty, I will see it."

It turns out that An Ning is very clear about the character of Paul Ballas in history.It's just that this person is quite capable, otherwise An Ning would have taken him down long ago.

Now that An Ning is like this, it's tantamount to beating Paul Ballas to stop him from using those crooked brains.

At this time, the door of the study opened, and Christina came in: "Mr. Barras, why don't you stay for lunch?"

Ballas shook his head again and again: "No, no, I have to return to Paris. With the current situation in Paris, I can't leave for too long."

An Ning: "Mr. Barras is now a judge in a court in Paris?"

"No, it's the special inspector, so I'll take my leave first." After speaking, before An Ning could respond, Ballas retreated towards the door.

After Balas left, An Ning said to Christina, "This Balas, do you know anything?"

Christina: "He has a good relationship with Mrs. Beauharne of Malmaison Castle. There are rumors in the social circle that Paul Ballas is going to marry that widow."

An Ning raised her eyebrows, good guy, Mrs. Beauharnay of Malmaison Castle, acquaintance, in the past, she would catch Napoleon who had no money, no power, and no reputation, and become Napoleon and one of the later governors of the Directorate. The bridge between Paul Ballas.

But now this history has changed. Although Napoleon has not yet achieved his own fame, he has become "the confidant of Your Excellency the General" and has gained a pivotal position by virtue of this identity.

The current Napoleon, to put it bluntly, is no longer worthy of a widow like Josephine. When he comes back, there are plenty of good people in Paris who want to marry their daughters to this Corsican boy, "Your Excellency the General The Reds".

Christina was keenly aware of the change in An Ning's expression, and asked suspiciously, "Do you know this Mrs. Beauarney?"

An Ning: "Ah, I heard a little bit."

He just replied casually, and he realized something after the reply. He quickly looked at his fiancee's face, and then saw Christina pouted: "When did you hear about her?"

An Ning: "I heard what Napoleon said."

But Christina didn't believe it at all: "Listen to Napoleon who is defending Sedan right now? Who would have thought that he is quite free."

An Ning: "Well, he hadn't gone to guard Sedan at that time. Then he told me that there is a widow in Malmaison Castle who still has a charm, which is pretty good."

Christina: "Oh, that's right. Napoleon still has a habit of liking widows. This is the first time I know."

An Ning smiled awkwardly, and then changed the topic: "Let's eat, I have to go to the city to find Maximilian after eating."

Christina sighed: "Okay, the business is important. Persuade him well."

**
After lunch, An Ning went into the city.

In order to avoid being recognized by everyone and cause commotion throughout the whole process, An Ning took a carriage into the city and went straight to the National Assembly venue.

When passing through the Revolution Square, An Ning found that in addition to the original guillotine, two new guillotines had been erected on the square.

The guillotine is already a very efficient execution tool. None of this execution tool can meet the demand. Two new ones have to be erected. From one side, we can see what the current situation in Paris is.

The National Assembly is still in the original building converted from the royal stud farm, next door is the ruins of the Tuileries Palace.

After these days, the ruins of the palace have been leveled and turned into a large square.

The guard at the entrance of the National Assembly saw the carriage approaching, and stepped forward to stop the carriage with a serious face: "Stop! According to the order of the National Assembly, all carriages must not approach the National Assembly within 100 meters!"

An Ning opened the car door and got out of the car.

The guard gasped: "My God, long live Your Excellency!"

An Ning slightly raised her hand in response, then looked at the stairs in front of her.

According to An Ning's memory, there shouldn't be any space in the National Assembly chamber where he could chat with Robespierre alone.

As long as he entered that hall, what he said would be heard by the people next to him.

So An Ning said to the doorman, "Please tell Mr. Speaker for me. I'm waiting for him in the carriage. I need to have a private chat with him."