King's Landing in France

Chapter 83 We are victorious

An Ning: "What is the commander of the Guards doing? The people are armed. Isn't shooting for death?"

As he spoke, he came to the window and looked out at the courtyard.

As a result, he saw the crowd tearing down the walls of the Palace of Versailles and pouring into the royal courtyard.

The Guards tried to stop them, but were disarmed by the angry crowd.

An Ning also saw that the Guards officer who was proud of him just now had his body pierced by a pitchfork and was held high like a flag.

An Ning immediately poked his head out and shouted to his troops in the courtyard: "Don't block the crowd, just step back and block the gate of the building!"

He was afraid that his small army of 200 people would be evaporated by the crowd.

After speaking, he withdrew his body, only to see Queen Mary staring at him angrily: "You want your troops to do something!"

An Ning: "His Royal Highness, are you crazy? The guards were instantly washed away like a dam of sand in front of a huge wave. What can my 200 people do?

"The only thing that can stop the crowd is the Flanders Legion, but the Legion has retreated to its station!"

The queen turned to Louis XVI and said, "Let the Legion now..."

Before the queen finished speaking, a gunshot sounded outside, and then the glass in the room shattered, and the broken glass fell to the ground with a clatter.

The queen screamed in terror.

An Ning: "Your Majesty the Queen! It's too late, let's face reality!"

But the queen didn't face the reality. He yelled at Louis XVI: "Look! It's because you have been backing down! These people are not even afraid of the Royal Guards. They are no longer ordinary people. To punch hard!"

An Ning: "The people are very hungry, and hunger will make people desperate."

At this time, the sky outside was already illuminated like daylight by the torches in the hands of the people.

"Where is His Majesty the King!" someone began to shout.

Immediately, countless people echoed: "Where is Your Majesty?"

"Let His Majesty come out and talk to us!"

An Ning turned to look at Louis XVI: "The people are calling for you."

The corners of Louis XVI's mouth trembled slightly, looking down at the ground.

An Ning reminded again: "The people are calling for you! Don't let things become irreversible. I was at the scene when the Bastille was in prison, and I saw with my own eyes what the angry people did to the Marquis de Launay.

"When the people lose their minds, it will be too late."

Louis XVI raised his eyes and looked at An Ning: "Are you threatening me?"

"I'm telling you the truth." An Ning said firmly, "When the crowd loses control, I'm afraid not only you, everyone in the Palace of Versailles will suffer, even me. Your Majesty, go to the terrace and wave to the crowd. it is good."

Louis XVI glanced at Queen Mary, nodded with his lips pursed, then moved reluctantly towards the door leading to the terrace.

The structure of the Palace of Versailles is like this. There is a row of small terraces on the second floor of the palace, and each room can be allocated one.

The terrace is not so much a balcony as it is a large window sill with a small space that can only accommodate one or two people.

The guard opened the door to the terrace for Louis XVI, and he stepped out, looking at the crowd below with torches.

The crowd held not only torches, but also rifles, and countless muskets were aimed at Louis XVI for a while.

If the people are determined to change the king, Louis XVI will donate a round of guns.

The happiest person in that case is probably the Duke of Orleans, he can be crowned King of France grandly according to the line of succession.

It is of course also possible that his son was crowned and the duke himself acted as regent.

Facing the muzzles of the people, Louis XVI was a little timid, and he seemed to be a head short.

An Ning: "Wave, Your Majesty."

Louis XVI mechanically raised his right hand and waved it lightly.

An Ning: "Speak up, the people don't know who you are, and most of them have never seen you."

Louis XVI put down his hand and cleared his throat in embarrassment: "Uh, hello everyone! I am your king."

"It's His Majesty the King!"

"It's Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, we have no more bread!"

Louis XVI: "Well... I know you're out of bread, and I'm going to sign a decree asking them to guarantee bread. I mean, the nobles.

"Soon you will have bread, and all will have bread!"

An Ning: "There's still cake."

Louis XVI: "And cake! Are you sure you want me to say this?"

"You don't have to say it, but it will make you look more humorous if you say it."

At this time, the people gradually put down the muskets they held high.

Louis XVI breathed a sigh of relief, summoned up more courage and said: "Everyone, I already know your demands! I will sign the August Decree and the Declaration of Human Rights, and I will sign them tonight. Go back to Paris." , go back and sleep well, there will be bread tomorrow!"

"We're not going back!" someone in the crowd yelled, "Unless you go back with us!"

"Yes! Go back to Paris!"

"You should be with your subjects!"

Louis XVI was in trouble, he turned his head and looked at An Ning.

An Ning: "If you want me to say, you should go to Paris. Anyway, you will live in a palace. There is not much difference between living in Versailles or the Tuileries, isn't it?"

Louis XVI hesitated for a moment, then fled from the terrace and ran back to the house.

The crowd immediately became noisy: "Your Majesty is looking for that Austrian girl!"

"Get that Austrian bitch out!"

"Austrian girls won't run away!"

The angry crowd raised their guns again and began to shout "Let the queen out!" "Let the Austrian pussy out!"

An Ning retreated from the balcony door, turned to the queen and said, "The crowd is calling for you."

"No!" Queen Mary flatly refused, "They will shoot me!"

An Ning: "They won't know it yet, I can stand with you. If they shoot, let them kill me too."

Queen Mary took a deep breath, closed her eyes and took several deep breaths in a row.

Her skin is really good-looking, but it's a pity that today she has a hairstyle that looks like a black afro - this hairstyle seems to be very popular in this era, An Ning's impression of ladies is all afro.

Maybe it's because at the current level of productivity, it's more difficult to maintain an afro and more expensive?
Finally, the queen opened her eyes and looked at An Ning: "No need, I will never stand on the terrace with a cobbler's son."

An Ning frowned, and suddenly had the urge to slap this bitch.

What the hell, don't you know how to look at the current situation?

An Ning suppressed her impulse: "Okay, please go ahead."

The queen held her skirt in both hands and walked to the terrace.

When she stepped out of the terrace, the crowd was chanting "get that Austrian bitch out".

The crowd fell silent when they saw her, but they did not put down their rifles.

Queen Mary couldn't help swallowing as she faced the darkness below.

Then she said, "I am your queen, the Austrian bitch."

The Queen then held her skirts in both hands and curtsied to the crowd before they could react.

"Long live France!" she said.

The crowd gradually put down their raised rifles.

I don't know who started it: "Long live the royal family!"

Then there was a jagged "Long live the royal family" chants.

Queen Mary turned and entered the room, put on a haughty expression, and looked at An Ning provocatively: "It's done!"

An Ning could only curl her lips: "You did a good job."

Then the queen turned to Louis XVI: "We should leave Versailles immediately and live in the fortress of Verdun. In this way, these civilians will not be able to threaten us! Or we can flee directly to Austria, just now I miss Schönbrunn Palace very much. Great garden!"

Louis XVI frowned: "I am a king, not a deserter. Now that I have run away, what will the people think of me?"

"Aren't you going? Okay, I'll go!" Queen Mary left the study angrily, and slammed the door hard when she went out.

An Ning sat and watched the development of the situation. He already had enough limelight tonight, so he decided to give the rest of the limelight to Lafayette who came late.

Mounier stepped forward: "Your Majesty, the queen is gone."

Louis XVI waved his hand and said in self-defeating, "Let's go, let her go!"

Before the words were finished, the door of the room opened, and Lafayette grabbed the queen's hand and dragged her in.

Several of the queen's female guards came in afterward, and Christina was among them.

Seeing that An Ning was also in the room, Christina frantically gave him winks, but An Ning pretended not to see anything.

Lafayette: "I was at the back door of the Palace of Versailles and saw Her Royal Highness hurrying along. Your Highness, you should be by His Majesty's side at this time."

While Lafayette was speaking, a major and a group of National Guardsmen poured into the room.

Lafayette saluted Louis XVI: "Your Majesty, I think you have heard the appeal of the people. I have made preparations in the Tuileries Palace, and that palace is ready to welcome the king of France at any time. "

Louis XVI took a deep breath, then pointed at Lafayette: "You! And you!"

He pointed at An Ning again.

An Ning: "Huh? I'm here to escort you, the conscience of heaven and earth!"

Lafayette said solemnly: "I am also here to escort, and it is an edict issued by Your Majesty yourself."

An Ning: "Yes!"

Louis XVI sighed, and sat down behind the desk like a deflated ball: "Okay, okay! If you want me to go to the Tuileries Palace, then go. You want my royal power If you want a constitutional monarchy, let’s do it! Bring the bill and declaration, and I’ll sign it right away.”

Both Mirabeau and Meunier present were overjoyed, and Lafayette also slightly curled the corners of his mouth.

At least for this moment, the French constitutional monarchy is complete.

Mounier said excitedly: "The revolution has succeeded! It can end here!"

Mirabeau rushed to the terrace and shouted to the people below: "His Majesty the King agrees to go to Paris! Agree to a constitutional monarchy! We have won!"

The people looked at each other in blank dismay, and then cheered together.

Gradually, they began to sing a song called "I'll Be Okay", and for a while the atmosphere of joy lingered over the Palace of Versailles.

(End of this chapter)