Fox of France

"I thought you were being hunted down and wanted to take refuge with me." Joseph said with a smile, "But you came just in time to have dinner together."

He led Amon in, then turned his head and shouted to the maid who was busy in another room: "Aunt Sophie, go and get a set of tableware for my friend."

After speaking, he sat down, looked at Amon and said, "Why, what kind of high-end invitation did you get again, and you want me to come over to cheer you up?"

"I did get a special invitation - to perform at the Royal Palace." Amon proudly showed off.

"Ah, now you are really famous." Joseph laughed.

By this time Sophie had brought up the cutlery.

"Aunt Sophie, please take out the bottle of brandy in my cabinet. I want to have a drink with Amon to celebrate." Joseph said happily.

"Yes." Sophie replied, then turned and left.

"But Amon, I may not be able to go to your performance this time." Joseph said with a regretful look. Now the outbreak of the Great Revolution is just around the corner. Although Joseph learned the history of his previous life from his physical education teacher, he also knows that for a period of time after the Great Revolution, until his cheap brother Napoleon stepped onto the political stage, the political situation in France was "I'll go on stage after you've made a fuss." One day, nobles and royalists are hung up on the street lamps, and tomorrow profiteers and traitors are hung up on the street lamps. The day after tomorrow, it will be the turn of sansculottes and hooligans... In short, during this period of time, political The changes are too drastic and too dangerous. Joseph feels that it is best to keep a certain distance from those political figures now.

"No, no, Joseph, you made a mistake." Amon said, "The invitation letter I mentioned was not the invitation letter for this performance. I know you are very busy, and this is not the premiere performance, so there is no I am ready to invite so many friends again.”

"Then what invitation letter are you talking about?" Joseph had a vague premonition.

"It's an invitation from a club." As Amon said, he took out the invitation letter from his side and handed it over.

Joseph took the letter and glanced at the envelope first. It was written on the envelope: "Mr. Joseph Bonaparte himself." The signature was signed in cursive script: "Maximilien Franois Marie Isidore de Robespierre".

Before Joseph had time to figure out who it was, Aunt Sophie had already brought the bottle of brandy.

"Thank you, Aunt Sophie." Amon took the bottle, first poured himself a glass, and then poured half a glass for Joseph.

"Maximilian François Marie Isidore de Robespierre...Robespierre!" Joseph finally understood, the surname at the end of the long list of names was scary. It made him break out in a cold sweat.

"Yes, Representative Robespierre. The Incorruptible." Amon replied while drinking.

Joseph lowered his head, took out the letter paper from the envelope and looked at it, and at the same time used this to hide his panic.

"What, Joseph?" Amon noticed something wrong with Joseph more or less, and said, "If you are too busy with something, you don't have to go. Anyway, it's just an invitation from a club. What's the problem?"

"If you can't go, who the hell wants to go!" Joseph thought. He knew that at this time, he didn't go because he was "busy with scientific research", and Robespierre probably wouldn't be too angry. But Robespierre is not angry now, that does not mean that Robespierre will not be angry in the future.

Now Robespierre is not angry, it is because his status is not higher than Joseph, he can not do anything to Joseph. But in the future, when a rich city is under his feet, a powerful country is in his hands, and when he can send all those who offended him to the guillotine with just one word, will he think of this matter again? At that time, will you still be so tolerant? In this regard, Joseph is not sure at all. Because that is the legendary "Murderer" Robespierre!

However, this invitation was to join the "Bretanian Club", not the "Jacobin Club". (Joseph's history was taught by his physical education teacher, so he didn't know at all that the "Britannia Club" was the predecessor of the "Jacobin Club".) Joining it should not be a terrible thing. Besides, even those who joined the Jacobin Club were not all guillotined. But if you are hated by the "big devil" and don't want to go to the guillotine, the chances are much smaller.

"There is always time to attend." Joseph raised his head and said, "Of course, I am different from those representatives after all, and it is unlikely that I will attend every meeting they have."

"Of course, it's not a problem at all." Amon said, looking at his expression, he didn't understand how much trouble he had caused Joseph.

"Well, I am very honored to receive this invitation." Joseph said.

"Then let's have a drink?" Amon never misses the opportunity to drink with others.

"Okay." Joseph put on a smile and raised his glass...

After sending Amon away, Joseph couldn't help but cursed: "TMD!" This classmate is so capable of causing trouble, and now he has provoked the big devil. This is really...

But now cursing won't solve the problem. So Joseph can only calm himself down first, and then think carefully about how he should deal with it.

...

Soon it was the time agreed on the invitation letter. After changing his clothes, Joseph boarded a buggy, left Paris, and came to the Royal Tennis Court near Versailles. The Constituent Assembly met here, and the Club of Friends of the Constitution now uses a hall in the Royal Tennis Court as their venue.

Joseph got off the carriage outside the gate of the Royal Tennis Court and handed the invitation letter to the gatekeeper. After a while, he saw a neatly dressed young man approaching.

"Excuse me, Mr. Bonaparte? I am Robespierre, the representative of the Constituent Assembly." The young man held out his hand to Joseph.

"It's a pleasure to have your invitation." Joseph replied.

Robespierre took Joseph into the Royal Tennis Court. As he walked, he also introduced various buildings around him to Joseph.

When the two walked into the activity hall of the "Friends of Constitutional Government Club", the hall was already full of people. Robespierre chatted with other people from time to time, and introduced Joseph to those friends. His face was full of smiles, and he did not look like a "big devil" at all.

"Hey, Bonaparte, I didn't expect to see you here." Just as Joseph was talking with Robespierre and his friends, a voice came over.

Joseph turned his head and saw the Duke of Orleans striding over.

"Your Highness, I didn't expect you to be here?" Joseph said while bowing and saluting.

"Don't be so polite, we are old friends." The Duke of Orleans patted him on the shoulder affectionately and said, "Why? It's strange to see me in the Britannia Club. What's so strange about it? , I am also a pro-constitutionalist and a member of the Brittany Club."

Indeed, such nobles as the Duke of Orleans and the Marquis of Lafayette were members of the Britannia Club, and were even leaders of the club for a time.

In fact, in the original history, the Brittany Club, which later became the Jacobin Club, became a radical leftist organization, and that would have to wait until the trial of Louis XVI. Because of the different attitudes towards the king, the Jacobin Club split. In the election of the club, Robespierre, who was radical and advocated the death penalty for the king, was elected as the chairman, while a group of people who advocated protecting the king were elected in the club. The Marquis de Lafayette left the club, and the Jacobin Club has since become a radical leftist organization. The Duke of Orleans continued to stay in the Jacobin Club, hoping to use the power of the Jacobins to kill Louis XVI so that he could become the king of France. As a result, stealing chickens did not make a fortune, but instead put himself on the guillotine.

"Bonaparte, let me introduce you to a friend. He has actually wanted to know you a long time ago." The Duke of Orleans said.

Then he looked to the right and left, and said to a servant who was following him, go over there and fetch Gilbert.

The servant then passed to the left. Joseph followed him with his eyes and saw a tall middle-aged man wearing a wig talking with someone there. The servant walked over, and when the man finished talking, he whispered something to him. Then Joseph saw the man raised his head and looked towards this side. He obviously noticed Joseph too, so he smiled at him, and then strode over.

"Gilbert, let me introduce a friend to you." The Duke of Orleans said, "This is our genius scientist Bonaparte, well, the name is the same as mine, Joseph Bonaparte. He has accurately measured the speed of light the one."

Then he turned around and introduced the tall middle-aged man in front of Joseph: "This is the Marquis of Lafayette, the hero of North American independence."

This person, Joseph knows a little bit, and this is due to the fact that in the forums of later generations, someone asked what to think of the Emperor, saying that if there is no sister, the French will all speak German? Someone replied: "If it weren't for the French army led by Lafayette who was sent by King Louis who sold his head to aid the United States, Washington would have been hanged by the British for treason. Of course, the Emperor still speaks English, but His title is going to change from Grand Commander to Governor." Then some good people added the title of "Father of the United States" to Louis XVI.

After this era, Joseph knew even more, because Lafayette was one of the few French generals who won the war against Britain, and he had a high prestige in the army. So he saluted the Marquis of Lafayette and said, "It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Marquis."