Make France Great Again

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was July 1st.

The summer heat is approaching, and there is not a single cloud in the sky of Paris. The summer sun shines brightly on every street in Paris, and even the air is full of scorching heat. Pedestrians on the road have to speed up their feet and walk home .

Even in such a hot weather, the Supreme Court of the 1st District of Paris is still very lively.

Gentlemen in black tuxedos and top hats sat in the auditorium profusely with sweat and wiped the unstoppable sweat on their foreheads with handkerchiefs. Some informal gentlemen even unbuttoned their tuxedos to reveal white shirts trying to Get a touch of cool.

Today is the busiest day of the Supreme Court since the founding of the Second Republic. The seats in the auditorium have been fully booked two hours before the hearing, so that many people have to squeeze in the corridor of the auditorium. After a while, the left and right corridors are the same It was also full of people, and people were eagerly waiting for the trial.

It is said that some important person is going to be judged.

"The show is about to begin!" Thiers in the auditorium turned his head and said to Count Morley beside him.

Earl Morley nodded and responded: "It is indeed a wonderful show!"

"That's right!" Thiers also responded with a smile, and then looked regretfully at the vacant seat beside him and sighed, "Unfortunately, Prime Minister Barrow was not present!"

"Barrow? Huh! This guy almost lost himself in the position of prime minister! He almost forgot who pushed him to the position of prime minister!" Mo Lai snorted and mocked.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the Supreme Court officially began.

Five mages wearing wigs and black robes... No, it should be the justice who came out slowly from the corridor next to the rostrum. They walked up to the rostrum with tense expressions and sat down one by one.

The justice sitting in the middle struck the gavel and said in a solemn tone: "Quiet!"

The commotion in the auditorium quieted down instantly, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the five justices on the stage.

The five justices put their hands on the five constitutions placed on the rostrum and solemnly swore that they would abide by the constitution and enforce the law impartially.

After the oath was finished, the judge slammed the gavel again and said like a bell: "The court is now open, and the defendant, Ludwig Roland... is in court!"

Under the escort of the judicial police,

Ludwig Rolland and dozens of his accomplices came to the plaintiff's seat.

Immediately afterwards, the five justices checked some information of Ludlow Roland. After the verification was correct, the court officially entered the litigation stage.

"Now it's up to the public prosecutor to read the indictment!" The judge turned his gaze to the public prosecutor and said solemnly.

"It was found through legal investigation that at around 9 o'clock on June 13, 1849, the defendant, Le Delu Rolland..., attempted to incite the National Guards to rebel in an attempt to overthrow the Republic...Defendant, what explanation do you want now!" the public prosecutor Questioned Ludru Roland and others.

Ludelu Roland was silent for a while, then raised his head and said firmly: "I am not guilty!"

Then, pointing at the judge in the courtroom, he shouted hoarsely: "You are the ones who are guilty! You accomplices! You are destroying the sacred constitution of the Republic, and you..." Ludwig Roland pointed his finger at the audience Members of the Party of Order in the seats.

There was a commotion in the corridor behind the auditorium, and many Parisians who were watching the excitement began to whisper, and some tabloid reporters were immersed in recording the content of the trial. Fortunately, when it is officially published tomorrow, it will attract more attention.

Seeing that the scene was getting more and more chaotic, the justice knocked on the gavel and shouted: "Purge! Supreme Court, no noise!"

The people in the hallway stopped talking, and the judge continued: "Defendant, do you have anything else to appeal?"

"I sue you!" Ledru Roland pointed at the justice and continued to growl, "I sue you for confounding black and white, and for indiscriminate distinction! I sue the National Assembly, the cabinet, and the government!"

Ludelu Roland's voice became louder and louder. In order to prevent the "justice" of the trial, several judicial police officers had to completely control the excitement of Ludelu Roland.

In the solemn declaration of the justice, Ludwig Rolland and his accomplices were sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment ranging from 10 to 15 years. They will be exiled to the South American colonies and cannot return to France for the rest of their lives.

"Now, I announce that the Supreme Court's decision has been passed!"

The five justices left one after another, and Ludelu Roland and others also returned to the prison under the escort of the judicial police.

"A just trial!" Thiers praised after watching the whole process of the farce.

"That's right! A just trial!" Earl Morley also nodded in response.

Early the next morning.

The major newspapers have published news about Ludlow Roland's trial one after another, and most of the newspapers have maintained an attitude of keeping pace with the government.

They cursed Ludwig Roland as an ambitious man who tried to overthrow the Republic, the remnant of "Robespierre".

Only a few newspapers in Liao Liao regard Ludwig Roland as a "fighter" for the constitution.

Jerome Bonaparte, who lived in the Elysee Palace, was sitting on the sofa, holding a newspaper called "People's Daily" and reading: "A child's play trial completely expelled the Mountain Party from Parliament, and the Constitutional Republic The Janus-style disclosure showed another side of his legislative power in the face of the executive...The Supreme Court announced the content of the trial to Ludwig Roland and others in the face of its clown..."

As the reading progressed, Jerome Bonaparte felt more and more that the writing style of this article was very similar to someone, no, it should be said to be exactly the same spicy.

However, this person should still be in Prussia!

Jerome Bonaparte suddenly thought that in the original history, someone seemed to have been expelled from Prussia, and now he should live in France.

Jerome Bonaparte quickly flipped through the back of the "People's Daily". In the byline column, he saw the name of the person he wanted to see the most, but was the most afraid to meet.

"Karl Marx!" Jerome Bonaparte muttered in a low voice, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

Jerome Bonaparte, who "once" conceived a trans-age dialogue with him, now doesn't want to see this name at all, or he never wants to meet him.

Times have changed, and he is the leader of a new era, creating a specter that scares the whole of capitalism.

And he has become a conservative, a specter of Bonapartism.

Jerome Bonaparte and Karl Marx have completely turned into two opposing people.

Of course, Jerome Bonaparte didn't think he could be compared with someone like Dr. Ma. As Dr. Ma said, he was nothing more than a poor imitator in the cloak of an uncle.

Just when Jerome Bonaparte was in a daze, Pessini entered the door and reported to Jerome Bonaparte: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Barrow, please see me!"

Jerome Bonaparte, who came back to his senses, put the "People" on the walnut square table and ordered Persini to invite Odilon Barrot in, while he took advantage of the opportunity before Odilon Barrot arrived. , sat back at the desk and waited for Odilon Barro's arrival.

Odilon Barro came to the study under the leadership of Pessini. Sitting opposite the president, he immediately said: "Your Excellency, I request the imposition of martial law in the Paris area!"

"Martial law?" Jérôme Bonaparte shook his head and said, "Mr. Prime Minister, Ludwig Rolland and his party have been tried by the Supreme Court. Martial law in Paris is not needed at this stage!"

"Your Excellency!" Odilon Barrot explained to Jerome Bonaparte: "As far as I know, although the main criminals such as Ludwig Rolland have been caught and tried, there are still some fellow criminals The party is entrenched in the Seine and other provinces. If the virus cannot be eliminated, the whole of Paris and even the whole of France will be in danger of being subverted at any time."

Although Odilon Barrot's words were a bit dangerous, but after thinking about it carefully, Jerome Bonaparte found that the martial law seemed to be harmless to him.

He can completely blame the Party of Order, and the benefits he can get can be divided in half.

"Mr. Prime Minister, how are you planning to impose martial law?" Jerome Bonaparte asked Odilon Barrot. He did not believe that Odilon Barrot had rashly imposed martial law without a suitable plan.

"Your Excellency, this is the plan drawn up by the cabinet!" Odilon Barrot opened the bag and handed the plan to Jerome Bonaparte.

Jerome Bonaparte flipped through the contents of "Martial Law" page by page.

Barrow's Martial Law is divided into two parts, one of which is the restriction on the publication of newspapers. The plan points out that except for some newspapers that are issued according to regulations, all newspapers that publish without permission will be regarded as illegal newspapers. Newspapers other than the "National" must be banned, and there is also a rectification of journalists in Paris. Some "foreign journalists" were marked as "expelled" by Barro, including those well-known by Jerome Bonaparte. Karl Marx and Proudhon.

The other part is about the reorganization of the army and the club. Barro plans to gradually screen out soldiers who are inclined to the Mountain Party, and then eliminate them one by one. At the same time, all members of the Eighth, Ninth, and Twelfth Legions of the National Guard will be disbanded. The club plans to disband all clubs forcibly, and all secret groups will be disbanded as soon as they are discovered.

After watching Odilon Barrot's "Martial Law", Jerome Bonaparte couldn't help feeling sorry for Odilon Barrot's cruelty.

The saying that the ass determines the head is never out of date, and Barrow, who plays the role of the opposition party and advocates freedom of speech in the Kingdom of Orleans, has become a kind of person he hates.

It can only be said that power changes people.

Jerome Bonaparte returned the draft of martial law to Odilon Barrot and said: "I think we need to make some changes!"

"Say it!" Odilon Barro replied.

"I hope the cabinet will also move!" Jerome Bonaparte saw the vigilance in Odilon Barrot's eyes, and he explained: "Mr. Barrot, we must win over some republicans." !"