Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 137

People like Mirabeau, who have fallen so fast, accounted for the majority of the rebel army. Although the rest of them also got good positions, they couldn't help but feel bored with those former companions.

"If it is still like this, the king has the final say on everything, and the cardinal has the final say on everything."

"The world will one day be like it used to be. When the king and his lackeys ran across the country to seize Jin Lang, no one dared to speak up. Do we really want to see that scene happen again?"

"The current Count Mirabeau already has the shadow of the original cardinal."

"One day, he will definitely turn his back on the people of Francit."

The composition of the members of the Resistance Army is more complicated.

At the beginning, the main force was the descendants of minor nobles, and these people constituted the main body of the entire Rebel culture.

Later, due to the lack of manpower, the rebel army began to recruit ordinary people who were willing to resist Mazarin. These ordinary people from all walks of life not only strengthened their strength, but also greatly enriched the resistance culture in the ranks.

From rebelling against Mazarin, to opposing unreasonable taxes and tyranny.

A considerable number of young people, their minds are attracted by the resistance culture.

For the first time, everyone found it so interesting to oppose the king and the bishop.

"The king is no different from us. He also likes lovers, and he likes money."

"I think if he doesn't like us, everyone can go to him and get the money back."

"We can't let him take our money away for nothing. At least the king should tell us where he plans to spend the money, and we can't waste the money for nothing."

Key administration is the tradition of sans-culottes.

Coupled with the elimination of supervision on the middle and lower classes after Mazarin's death, many lovers of Roman culture, propagators of the Espanian social system, and discussants of Locke's "On Government" surfaced one by one.

Voltaire, who returned from Estonia, became the leading figure of this ideological movement.

According to Locke's theory of natural human rights, Voltaire fiercely opposed feudal oppression and feudal power, strived for academic, religious and political freedom, and advocated that all have equal natural rights to freedom, property and legal protection.

Of course, he is still young.

Some of the ideas, while valuable, were expressed in a crude manner.

This is why his noble friends no longer want to associate with him.

They all said that Voltaire seemed to be a different person.

Voltaire wandered in the middle and lower classes, and in the pubs that people patronized, he used the system and phenomena he saw from España, plus some unfair phenomena he thought about, to question and wake up his compatriots.

"Guys, my friends, I don't think I can wait any longer."

"This time I went to Esbania and I saw a lot. In some places, they have surpassed us, and even did better than us. When I was forced to leave my hometown, I happened to find out that Esbania was also An economic crisis broke out."

"Espania is just an island country, and their economy relies on transportation and trade."

"As a result, their economic crisis is more serious than that of Francitt, but up to now, their economy is much better than ours."

"It's all due to the advantages of the system. They changed a king, and the senators proposed a lot of policies. If the members of the upper house and the members of the lower house do not fight because of conflicts of interest, the speaker will stand up and stop it. All opinions are respected, because only differences can make the country function properly."

Voltaire said hoarsely: "I am not praising other countries and despising my own country."

"It's that the decline of Francitt is not a conspiracy by a certain person or a few people. The entire bureaucratic system needs to pay some price for it, especially because our ancestors have looked up to others because of their blood, not their ability."

"I think this tradition needs to change first!"

"Only talented people can occupy high positions and lead everyone to make Francit better. Bloodlines cannot determine everything."

When the last sentence was said, there was an overwhelming applause in the tavern.

The laborers and businessmen were constantly cheering. They waved their arms and yelled towards the front. The scene was full of noise, and only those who were close could hear them. They were all shouting: "Blood cannot determine everything."

The world has been suffering nobles for a long time.

People in the middle and lower classes have always been annoyed that there is no one who can speak for them. How can they not be excited when they suddenly hear such a speech that suits their wishes.

The cheerful breath in the tavern attracted passers-by on the street. The passers-by who didn't know why didn't know why these people were flushed, and thought that there was free beer here.

Until they heard Voltaire's next speech, they also participated in the carnival.

They are like dark tides in the sea, and they don't know when they will erupt into shocking waves.

But it is still good that Voltaire's current weight is not enough, and the number of people influenced by his thoughts is not too many.

Although his reputation has spread a little among the middle and lower classes, the upper class dignitaries basically don't know much about him, and even if they do, they still stay as a young man who can write good poems.

"Now, a young man who writes poetry."

"What earth-shattering event can be done?"

The impression in the minds of the great nobles still stays in the previous era. Their judgment on this world is still the same old system, but they don't know that the low-level game rules of the whole world have all been rewritten.

Just like they fawned on Mirabeau at the ball.

Although it was a ball held to celebrate the accession of Louis XVI, Count Mirabeau was more popular than anyone present.

Just as Count Mirabeau raised his wine glass triumphantly, a large group of people nearby immediately raised their glasses. Mirabeau just took a sip, and these people quickly drank all the liquid in the glass.

The speed at which they followed the wind was not at all inferior to the speed at which Mirabeau fled.

Everyone learns how to adapt to the wind.

"Damn it. Obviously I am the king."

Louis XVI clenched his fists, thinking unwillingly.

The Duke of Orleans reminded: "Don't show such an expression, we paid a lot of price to get you in the position, and now everyone at the ball thinks that Mirabeau is the master of the city of Bam."

"But, but."

"Don't worry about it, follow the plan first, there will be a day to clean him up."

Louis XVI nodded unwillingly, and the two of them continued to plan in an inconspicuous place from the edge of the crowd as if they didn't belong here.

Ivan glanced at the two men in surprise, and then thought for a while.

"Forget it, this is the end of the matter."

"Don't get too involved in the affairs of Bam City."

This is already a struggle for politicians.

No matter which of these two factions is, it has an absolute advantage, and it will not affect Ivan's actual interests.

Because just now, Louis XVI also threw an olive branch to Ivan, he would not be arrogant to think that he could subdue Ivan, but just used high-ranking officials and rich salary to win him over.

In fact, what is beneficial to him is that the two factions can continue to maintain. When they continue to fight, Ivan can start to integrate local interest groups, and even separate themselves when necessary.

But it doesn't make sense.

He sighed softly.

If he was obsessed with the road of domination, then there would be no one to study a lot of subjects in Beauxbaton Hospital.

Anyway, as long as Ivan still has power, his subordinates and the Mobo Society, which relies on the existing extraordinary system, will be the forces that can influence the overall situation of the world.

Such a terrifying power.

Some people have already recognized it.

Some people haven't realized it yet.

Soon, he looked at the two people who came to us with a serious face: "Do you two really want to join my organization?"

D'Artagnan nodded: "I've had enough of this false relationship."

"Corrupt, depraved, no amount of money is of any use."

Another named David said: "The people in the rebel army have changed. They are no different from the bureaucrats of the past. They take bribes at will and use their power to trade with others. They don't even remember what kind of situation we wanted to create. world."

Ivan pondered: "Mobo Club is just an association."

"The main principle is to isolate some extraordinary creatures that are harmful to humans."

"If you are interested in social reform, you might as well stay. I can endorse the two of you. I believe Mirabeau is willing to give you a lot of status."

David flatly refused: "I've had enough of this phoniness."

"I just want to actually do something for Francit."

Both young men are very determined.

The two of them stood upright, their physical fitness hardly degraded.

Compared with those fellow rebels who are greedy for pleasure, these two people not only have extraordinary ideals, but also have super executive ability. Ivan thinks that they are all qualified to join the Mobo Club.

"I understand, but as the president of Mobo Society, I hope you abide by the rules of association."

"We are like ghosts wandering in Europa. The oppressed are the objects of our protection. Human justice and legal principles are with you. Our ideal is to hold the last line for people."

"When necessary, don't ask why, but try to obey the order of the association. If you can all have such awareness, I can let you two join."

The two of them nodded and said in unison: "I am willing to serve you, Your Excellency President."

Ivan smiled and sent them away.

At this moment, a hateful scorpion shot out from the corner, and the slightly curved curved scorpion was filled with bitter anger, staring at Ivan as if he was going to eat him alive.

Who is she and why is she looking at Ivan like this?

What kind of story is there between them?
The owner of those eyes was afraid of being discovered, so he only looked at it for a while, then looked away.

(End of this chapter)