King's Landing in France

Chapter 34 I can't stand the quack doctors of this era

The gala dinner was held at the Duke's Palace.

An Ning, as a mud leg that can't dance, basically eats by the dance floor.The snacks provided by the Duke's Mansion taste quite good, making An Ning a real treat.

Robespierre didn't seem to want to dance too much, so he ran to An Ning and chatted with An Ning.

An Ning first took Robespierre's coat and said, "Why are you still wearing this green coat? It's a formal change for the dance tonight. I even asked the Duke to borrow a suit."

An Ning bought a formal suit before, and today she wore it to a duel, but she was shot in the shoulder with a lot of blood, so she couldn't wear it anymore.

An Ning only had such a formal suit, so she had to ask the Duke to borrow one.

Robespierre shrugged: "As I said, I only have this coat. My tuition and living expenses come from Mr. Priest in Arras. I don't have so much spare money to buy new formal clothes. Besides, whether a person Decentness depends mainly on character, not clothes. Even if I wear this old green suit, my character is still impeccable."

——That is, you are an "incorruptible person", of course you cannot be faulted.

But now Robespierre does not have this nickname, and now his nickname is Roman.

Robespierre scanned the venue and said loudly, "Look at this venue, even if it's the duke's ball, there aren't many nobles who are honored to come."

This kind of dance is not an invitation system, even if you don't get an invitation, you can come if you want.

Usually, at the duke's ball, there will be a lot of little nobles who want to curry favor with the duke, but today, most of the guests in the venue are ordinary gentlemen from the Brittany club, and there are not many nobles.

An Ning: "Perhaps the nobles don't really want to congratulate me, the son of a cobbler?"

Robespierre: "I looked. The nobles who came today are basically liberal nobles who support Rousseau and Montesquieu. I seem to have seen the Marquis of Lafayette."

An Ning: "I saw him too, he came over to toast me a glass of wine, and then went to talk to the Duke."

After all, Lafayette had participated in the war in North America and witnessed the free people in the North American colonies revolting against the king to establish a republican federation, so he didn't care much about the privileges of the nobility.

Robespierre: "It would be nice to have more nobles like the Marquis of Lafayette and the Duke of Tollesterne, so that our country will definitely become better. Some nobles are stupid and bad now."

"Yes," An Ning agreed, "How can these insects manage the country well together!"

"That's right!" Dandong also came over, "You did a great job today, and you directly expressed your anger for us commoners! From today onwards, you will be the king of dueling in Paris."

Robespierre shook his head: "Just killing a marquis won't change anything, and the nobles are still superior. I don't know when we can completely change this situation and realize a real civilian society..."

An Ning thought, don't worry, there are still nine years to come, and when it comes, it will be much more violent than you imagined.

While An Ning was thinking to himself, Robespierre continued: "I want to write to His Excellency the Duke, asking him to go to His Majesty the King to make a bitter statement, and let His Majesty the King come forward to establish a civil society like that in England!"

An Ning subconsciously retorted: "Impossible, His Majesty the King only thinks about how to flip his lock, and doesn't care about these troublesome things at all."

Robespierre stared at An Ning: "How can you say that, didn't Your Majesty start a war with Prussia?"

"The war may have been launched at the instigation of the Austrian princess, including the alliance with Habsburg." An Ning shrugged, "In short, don't expect His Majesty the King to launch top-down reforms, he has no such idea at all, he Just a locksmith, don't ask too much."

Dandong suddenly smiled: "Andy, do you realize that you can comment on His Majesty like this, which is already a huge improvement. In the era of Louis XIV, you should at least be whipped for doing this."

An Ning shrugged: "After all, we are in the base camp of the Duke of Orleans, and the one who speaks the most bad things about the royal family is the Duke himself."

Danton: "That's true. So, does Your Excellency the Duke have any hope of becoming king? If he becomes king, he may be able to realize Maximilian's ideal of weakening the privileges of nobles and establishing a civilian society."

An Ning glanced at the Duke who was having a high-level conversation with the Marquis of Lafayette in the distance.

In all fairness, the duke was deeply influenced by enlightenment thoughts. If Louis XVI really had a sudden illness and the underage little prince succeeded to the throne, the duke of Orleans might indeed become the regent of France. He might implement a series of reforms by then .

But the problem is, the Great Revolution is coming.

Instead of expecting the Prince Regent to introduce reforms bit by bit, it is better to abolish the royal power in one step, send the recalcitrant nobles to the street lamps and guillotines, and build a civil society from scratch.

Danton: "Andy, what do you think?"

"My opinion is that the social conflicts are so intense now that France may not be able to wait for the slow top-down reform." Anning paused, "Actually, the several duels I have had with the Marquis and his son , can also be seen as a microcosm of the conflict between nobles and commoners, can’t it? The nobles are unhappy with us and want to restore their past authority, but we stand up and say no.”

Danton and Robespierre looked at each other.

Robespierre: "There is indeed such a meaning. When I was at home, my father also dealt with conflicts between nobles and commoners."

Danton: "The son of the Marquis, Reginald, also often provokes civilians and finds fault in various ways."

"Right? So I feel that now that the contradictions are becoming more and more acute, all we need is an opportunity, such as a natural disaster, a decrease in food production, and the civilians can't live on, and conflicts with the nobles will always break out."

Dandong: "Your statement... is interesting. When will the disaster come?"

"How do I know? It's better to ask God." An Ning shrugged.

In fact, he knew that in 1788, France suffered consecutive natural disasters, which led to a large reduction in grain production. By 1789, the price of bread soared, and the people could hardly afford bread. Therefore, the voice for changing the status quo was unprecedentedly high.

Just at this time, Louis XVI decided to convene a three-level parliament, which was tantamount to gathering the leaders of the people who were originally scattered in various places in Paris. As a result, the hungry people had spokespersons and organizers.

And so the revolution broke out.

Of course, it's still too early to talk about this. An Ning doesn't want to be a magician who predicts the reduction of grain production, so this topic can only be stopped here.

Just at this time Mirabeau came over. This drunken person came over and patted An Ning on the shoulder and said, "I heard that you plan to enter the Brienne Military Academy with Missy this year."

An Ning nodded: "I have this plan. But I don't know when the Brienne Military Academy will start..."

"It's been a few days, and I think you should go to school before your shoulder injury heals." Mirabeau said and patted An Ning's shoulder lightly, "You'd better let the Duke's doctor take a look. , get better sooner."

An Ning shook his head repeatedly, he just didn't want the quack doctors of this era to touch his wound: "It's okay, I'm very strong, and I can wash the wound with wine, that's enough."

Mirabeau: "You don't know, don't you? How to judge whether the wound is getting better? It depends on whether there is suppuration. If it is suppurating, it means that it is getting better..."

An Ning wanted to help her forehead.

This is not Mirabeau's nonsense, the doctors of this era really think so.

But as a modern person, I naturally know that this is wrong.

An Ning: "Okay, don't worry, I'm recovering really quickly, it's just a gunshot wound."

Mirabeau shrugged his shoulders, and then changed his tone: "By the way, I heard about your new title from a few nobles I came from. They now call you Noble Killer."

An Ning: "That's a pretty cool name, isn't it?"

Robespierre and Danton laughed together.

"Not handsome at all!" Christina suddenly appeared angrily, "You obviously saved me! Calling you a killer is unreasonable."

An Ning: "I only saved you, but killed a marquis and an earl, although the earl is an honorary title."

Mirabeau: "Actually, the one who came up today is also a nobleman. Don't mistake a knight for a nobleman."

An Ning: "So I killed three nobles and saved one of you. It's normal for people to call me a killer."

Christina looked at An Ning worriedly: "You don't understand how much this title will affect you! For example, if you want to be promoted in the army in the future, it is absolutely impossible to have this title, because the high-level members of the army are all nobles!"

An Ning smiled, thinking that you don't have to worry about this, because the Great Revolution is coming soon.

But at this time he couldn't say this, so he could only comfort Christina: "After I went to the Brienne Military Academy, I was going to take the Paris Military Academy. By the time I graduated from the Paris Military Academy, there were not many people about it Remember. You might as well worry about the injury on my shoulder."

Christina: "How is your injury? Do you feel okay? I heard from the doctor that you need a fever to recover quickly. Do you have a fever?"

Doctors in this era don’t know about microorganisms, and they don’t know that fever after injury is caused by wound infection. They just observe that many wounded have fever, and they will be fine after a while, so they think that fever after injury is a good thing.

It's a reason why they think suppuration is a good thing.

An Ning: "I don't feel a fever yet..."

"That's too bad, how about I ask the maid to get you some hot water for a warm compress?"

Well, Christina was all about peace and burning.

An Ning began to regret mentioning the injury on her shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'm recovering very quickly, and I'll be alive and kicking soon." That's all An Ning could say to Christina.

But the girl still looked at him worriedly, and made a suggestion: "Why don't you get some lime and rub the wound, so that the festering will be faster and heal faster!"

An Ning wanted to cover her face.

——Damn it, I should wear it to an era when medicine is a little more reliable!
Pasteur, come quickly, I can't stand the quack doctors of this era!
(End of this chapter)