Make France Great Again

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, July 1st has arrived.

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

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

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

Today is the busiest day of the Supreme Court since the establishment of the Second Republic. The seats in the auditorium have been reserved as early as two hours before the hearing, so that many people have to squeeze into the corridor of the auditorium. After a while, the left and right corridors are the same It was also crowded, with people eagerly awaiting the court session.

I heard that some big man is going to be judged.

"The show is about to begin!" Thiers in the audience turned to Count Morley next to him.

Count Morley nodded and responded: "It is indeed a wonderful drama!"

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

"Barrow? Humph! This guy almost lost himself in the position of prime minister! He almost forgot who pushed him to the position of prime minister!" Morley sneered sarcastically.

At 10 a.m., the Supreme Court officially begins.

Five mages wearing wigs and black robes... No, it should be the justices who walked out of the corridor beside the rostrum.

The justice sitting in the middle struck the gavel and said solemnly: "Quiet!"

The commotion in the audience instantly quieted down, 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 swear that they will abide by the constitution and enforce the law impartially.

After the oath was completed, the justice struck the gavel again and said like a bell: "The court is now open, and the defendant Ludru Roland... is in court!"

Under the **** of the judicial police, Ludru Roland and dozens of his party members came to the plaintiff's seat.

Immediately afterwards, the five justices checked some of the information of Ludry Roland. After checking, the court officially entered the proceedings.

"It's up to the prosecutor to read the indictment now!" the justice said solemnly, turning his eyes to the prosecutor.

"According to the investigation and investigation according to the law, it was found that at 9:00 on June 13, 1849, the defendant Ludru Roland ... attempted to incite a rebellion of the National Guard and attempted to subvert the Republic ... Defendant, what do you want to explain now!" Prosecutor Questioning Ludru Roland and others.

After Ludru Roland was silent for a while, he raised his head and said firmly, "I'm not guilty!"

Then, pointing to the justice in the courtroom, he shouted hoarsely: "It's you who are guilty! You accomplices! You are destroying the sacred constitution of the Republic, and you..." Ludru Roland pointed his finger at the audience Member of the party of Order in the seat.

There was a commotion in the corridor behind the auditorium, and many Parisians who were watching the excitement began to whisper, while some tabloid reporters immersed themselves in recording the content of the court trial, so that when it is officially published tomorrow, it will be even more eye-catching.

Seeing that the scene was getting more and more chaotic, the justice tapped the gavel and shouted, "Purge! The Supreme Court, don't make any noise!"

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

"I accuse you!" Ludry Roland pointed to the justice and continued to roar, "I accuse you of confounding right and wrong, accusing you of not distinguishing! I accuse the National Assembly, the cabinet, and the government!"

Ludru Roland's voice was getting louder and louder. In order to prevent the "justice" of the trial, several judicial police officers had to completely control the excited Ludru Roland.

In the solemn announcement of the justice, Ludry Roland and his party were sentenced to 10-15 years in prison. They will be exiled to the colonies of South America and cannot return to France for the rest of their lives.

"Now, I declare that the Supreme Court has passed the judgment!"

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

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

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

Early the next morning.

Major newspapers have published news about Ludru Roland's trial, and most of the newspapers maintain a consistent attitude with the government towards Ludru Roland.

They scolded Ludry Roland as a careerist trying to subvert the Republic, the remnant of "Robespierre".

Only a few newspapers regarded Ludru Roland as a "fighter" for the Constitution.

Jerome Bonaparte, who lives in the Elysee Palace, is sitting on the sofa, holding a newspaper called "People's Daily" in his hand and reading: "A child-like trial completely expelled the Montagnard from parliament, the constitutional republic The Janus-style disclosure shows the other side of his legislative power with the face of the executive... The Supreme Court announced the content of the trial to Ludry Roland and others in the face of a clown..."

As he read more and more, Jérôme Bonaparte felt more and more that the writing style of this article was very similar to someone's, no, it should be exactly the same spicy.

However, this person should still be in Prussia!

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

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

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

Jerome Bonaparte, who "once" envisaged an inter-generational dialogue with him, now does not want to meet the name at all, or he never wants to meet him.

Over time, he is the leader of the new era, creating a specter that scares the whole of capitalism.

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

Jerome Bonaparte and Karl Marx have become completely opposites.

Of course, Jerome Bonaparte does not think that he can be compared with someone like Dr. Ma. As Dr. Ma said, he is at best a poor imitator in the cloak of an uncle.

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

Jerome Bonaparte, who had come to his senses, put the "People's newspaper" on the walnut square table and ordered Persini to invite Odilon Barrow in, while he took advantage of the opportunity that Odion Barrow had not yet arrived. , sat back at the desk and waited for Odion Barrow's arrival.

Odilon Barrow was led by Pessini to the study, and he immediately said, "Your Excellency, I request martial law in the Paris area!"

"Martial law?" Jerome Bonaparte shook his head and said, "Mr. Prime Minister, Ludru Roland and his party have been tried by the Supreme Court, and there is no need for martial law in Paris at this stage!"

"Your Excellency!" Odilon Barrow explained to Jerome Bonaparte: "As far as I know, although the main criminals such as Ludru Rolland have been caught and tried, there are still some who The party is entrenched in the Seine and the provinces. If the poison 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 Barrow's words were a bit threatening, but after thinking about it carefully, Jerome Bonaparte found that martial law seemed to be harmless to him.

He can completely throw the blame on the Party of Order, and the benefits can be divided equally between the two sides.

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

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

Jérôme Bonaparte flipped through the contents of "Martial Law".

Barrow's martial law law is divided into two parts, one of which is the restriction on the publication of newspapers. The plan states that, except for some newspapers that are required to publish, all newspapers that publish without permission are regarded as illegal newspapers. Newspapers other than the "National" will be banned, and there is the rectification of reporters in Paris. Some "foreign reporters" have been marked as "expulsion" by Barrow, including those well-known by Jerome Bonaparte. Karl Marx and Proudhon.

The other part is about the rectification of the army and the issue of clubs~www.readwn.com~Barrow plans to gradually investigate the soldiers who are inclined to the Mountain Party, and then eliminate them one by one, and at the same time disband the Eighth, Ninth, and Tenth National Guards All members of the Second Corps. The club's plan will force the dissolution of all clubs, and all secret groups will be dissolved immediately upon discovery.

After reading Odilon Barrow's "Martial Law", Jerome Bonaparte had to sigh at Odilon Barrow's cruelty.

The saying that the **** decides the head is never out of date. Barrow, who played the opposition party and advocated free speech in the Kingdom of Orleans, has become a person he hates.

It can only be said that power changes people.

Jerome Bonaparte said after returning the draft martial law order to Odilon Barrow: "I think we need to make some changes!"

"You say it!" Odilon Barrow replied.

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