King's Landing in France

Chapter 299 Mr. Charles, Xibing Depot is here

An Ning finally took the letter from Christina.

He found out that it was raining so hard that Murat was drowned, but Shin was perfectly fine.

This is not a big deal in the future, just put a plastic bag on it.

But we are still hundreds of years away from the invention of plastic.

Holding the dry envelope, An Ning felt Murat's meticulous and detail-oriented side.

Sure enough, he is different from Lasalle, even though he is also a cavalryman.

An Ning took the letter and was about to open it directly, and then remembered that opening the letter directly in this era is not ritualistic, and would be ridiculed.

So An Ning took the letter and started walking towards the study.

Murat asked An Ning: "Then what about this person?"

"We need him to testify in court that this is indeed a letter from Paul Ballas and his mistress.

"So Murat, you should use some methods to ensure that this gentleman will serve us sincerely."

For example, the powerful spirit infusion stick or something.

Murat understood, and was about to take him away when Fanny stopped him: "Actually, it's okay if you don't want to do it. You can hire a few executioners. They should be happy to correct this Charles' life trajectory."

Murat: "You are still ruthless, the executioner... Do you want them to bring the guillotine over and assemble it?"

Fanny: "In short, I've finished my words. I don't want to bear any heavy psychological burden because I personally abused the captives who surrendered."

Murat nodded, and then left with Mr. Charles and his subordinates.

An Ning didn't care about this, he returned to the study impatiently, picked up the letter opener, carefully opened the envelope, and took out the letter inside.

He started to read.

Christina came behind An Ning and poked her head to read the letter together.

Because of this posture problem, Christina's chest muscles directly rested on An Ning's celestial cap.

Suddenly, Christina said in surprise, "Look, here it is!"

Christina read it aloud: "The second is Danton, the one you call the square-headed lion. He seems to have some objections to Robespierre's approach. Many gentlemen in Paris have already felt this tendency. So all those who secretly opposed Robespierre quietly contacted him.

"But now he and Robespierre are close comrades in arms, advancing and retreating in Parliament.

"In time, the situation in Paris may change a lot because of this."

An Ning: "That's right. After reading the entire article, there is only one problem here. No, this is a big problem! Paul Barras is trying to split Robespierre and Jacques Danton! This is the ironclad evidence! Let's wait for the right time." When ripe, Paul Ballas will come to usurp the republic!"

Not to mention, in the original history, he really did this.

The Directory established by Paul Ballas and the Thermidorians is a combination of desperately enriching speculators.

If it weren't for Lazarcano's continuous organization of the revolutionary army, and Napoleon's killing all the way from Italy to Vienna, the Directory barely existed for a few years.

Even if Robespierre is stunned in the later stage, he is better than this kind of speculator.

At least Robespierre is still working with the belief of establishing a free, equal and fraternal France.

The more An Ning thought about it, the more excited she became. After carefully reading the complete letter, she went back to look at the few sentences in question.

Suddenly he was not sure, so he asked Christina: "Do you think the National Salvation Committee might send Paul Ballas to the guillotine because of this little evidence?"

Christina: "You don't have to worry about this. Don't say we have evidence. Even if there is no evidence, if you stand up and insist that Paul Ballas is treasonous, no one will refute you. Maybe the angry trousers will Hang Ballas on the street lamp in the street."

Christina paused, read the few words in the letter again, and then sighed: "I thought you were being overwhelmed before, but I didn't expect that they really wanted to provoke Danton and Robespierre. You are here The performance of these things is simply like..."

Christina didn't continue, and An Ning didn't ask.

His attention had been completely absorbed in incriminating Paul Ballas with the black material he had.

**
Josephine Beauharne didn't sleep well tonight, and at night he suddenly felt flustered for no reason.

In this era, there is no understanding of what causes palpitations, and there is no specific medicine that can quickly relieve symptoms.

She could only sit up and watch the pouring rain outside on the terrace.

The wind is very strong tonight, and the wind is whistling with the rain, as if it is heralding something.

Seeing the heavy wind and heavy rain, Beauharne became even more irritable.

Her instincts are rarely wrong.

After pacing restlessly up and down for a while, Josephine Beauharnay decided to go straight to Ballas.

Because she thought about it, only this matter could go wrong.

that letter.

He called his groom to prepare the horses, then went to the table and quickly wrote several notes, and then found some gifts to attach, and asked the servants to deliver them to the homes of the gentlemen mentioned in the notes tomorrow morning.

These people included, but were not limited to, Paul Ballas' allies, and those who were privately dissatisfied with Robespierre.

If something really happened to Barras, and things got to the point of no return, maybe these people could be called for help.

When everything had been arranged, the groom brought word that the carriage was ready.

Josephine Beauharnet immediately went downstairs to the inner courtyard of the Château de Malmaison.

The carriage stopped in the already sparse rain curtain, and the wind and rain lights swayed with the wind.Josephine's groom is wearing a coir raincoat and holds a pistol in his hand.

The weapon cabinet in front of him contained a total of five layers of ten short guns, each of which was fully loaded, and could be fired just by picking it up and pouring gunpowder into the medicine pool.

After all, it is not peaceful to leave Paris now, robbers and rebels are everywhere.

With this level of armament, there is at least hope of deterring those who would seek evil.

With the help of a servant, Josephine entered the carriage, and then knocked on the front window of the carriage.

The groom immediately swung his whip, urging the horse to speed up gradually.

Josephine tapped the window worriedly: "Hurry up."

The groom shook his head and said, "With such a heavy rain, the road is muddy, so it won't be fast, ma'am."

"It has to be quick, please!"

Josephine begged like this, but she didn't say why she was in such a hurry, after all, she couldn't let more people realize that there might be fatal information in that letter.

Now Josephine wanted to fly to Ballas immediately.

In his fantasy, Barras was reading the letter he wrote yesterday, and Charles was standing beside him, quietly waiting to bring back his message.

It would be fine if everything was my own unfounded worry.

(End of this chapter)