"Jean Du Barry is also a well-known figure in Paris. The accusation made by a sewer rat against him is an accusation without any evidence. I'm afraid it won't even make a splash."

Although the Duke of Choiseul was completely dismissive of Jean Du Barry, he also knew that it was still a fantasy to accuse him just by being the leader of a gang organization.

After all, Jean Du Barry owns quite a few properties in Paris. In addition to his rich wealth, he also has a lot of political capital. He single-handedly brought Madame Du Barry into the upper class. This relationship alone can bring her to the upper class.

He moved freely through Paris.

Even the Duke of Richelieu gave him a lot of benefits for Madame Du Barry's sake, although the Duke of Richelieu didn't like this pimp and casino operator either.

Facing Duke Choiseul's question, Lawrence just smiled and asked:

"What if Jean Dubarry himself accepted the charge?"

"oh?"

Duke Choiseul scratched his head, spread his hands and said directly:

"Unless you pour him a full bucket of brandy, or his soul is controlled by Satan, I can't see any possibility that he will accept the charges."

"I do think that when a person is desperate, he will definitely do something that goes against common sense."

Lawrence chuckled and shook his head, still insisting on his opinion.

"Despair? A dirty pimp like Jean Dubarry is very tough. Do you have any ideas?"

Duke Choiseul looked at Lawrence very puzzled and asked. Judging from Lawrence's confident expression, it was obvious that he had already had a countermeasure.

Lawrence nodded, then stretched out his hand to signal Duke Choiseul and Jacques Philippe to come over, and then lowered his voice and whispered in their ears.

There was a very brief silence in the living room, and the Duke of Choiseul and General Jacques Philippe could not help but frown after hearing this.

Before the Duke of Choiseul could express his opinion, General Jacques Philippe took the lead and stared at Lawrence, shook his head and said:

"You are very suitable to join the intelligence department of the military, young man. This kind of direct violence is not something that a politician would propose."

Even Jacques Philippe, a veteran soldier, felt that Lawrence's methods were a bit too radical.

"Politicians don't care whether the means are violent or gentle when making decisions."

Lawrence smiled and said:

"We only care about whether the means are effective or ineffective."

"This will indeed be an effective means, Lawrence."

Duke Choiseul said after thinking for a long time:

"But Philippe is right. The risks are very high, and the Duke of Richelieu will not sit idly by."

Duke Choiseul's concerns were also expected by Lawrence, so Lawrence immediately replied:

"I have a way to prevent Duke Richelieu from interfering."

"Huh? What can I do?"

Duke Choiseul was stunned for a moment and asked quickly. Even he himself couldn't think of a suitable solution for a while.

Lawrence did not answer directly, but suddenly changed the topic and said:

"If I remember correctly, the current Foreign Secretary is very familiar with you, right?"

At the moment, the Duke of Choiseul is the First Minister of France and the Minister of War, and the Foreign Minister at this time is the Duke of Choiseul's cousin, Caesar Gabriel.

In other words, France's foreign affairs are still in the hands of the Duke of Choiseul.

"Yes, he is my cousin...wait..."

Duke Choiseul nodded, suddenly realizing why Lawrence mentioned the Foreign Secretary.

Then Duke Choiseul thought to himself for a while, then laughed and said with understanding:

"So it turns out that as long as the Foreign Minister signs an order for the house on the Champs Elysées, the Duke of Richelieu will not dare to interfere even if he has a hundred courages."

"Exactly, Your Excellency."

Lawrence smiled and acknowledged:

"I told you before that my status as a foreigner can still bring a lot of convenience to the political situation in Paris."

"It's true, hahahaha." Duke Choiseul, who was in a good mood, patted Lawrence on the back and said jokingly:

"But Lawrence, it's like you passed through my empty mansion."

"Okay, I think I can pay." Lawrence shrugged and said casually with a smile.

"Oh, forget it, I know you have a lot of money, but just think of that mansion as a gift to you."

Duke Choiseul waved his hand arrogantly and said grandly:

"A mansion is nothing as long as it can seriously injure that old bastard Richelieu."

As for General Jacques Philippe on the side, he was still thinking deeply about Lawrence's entire plan.

It wasn't until he figured it out clearly that General Jacques Philippe raised his head and couldn't help but take a closer look at Lawrence.

Only then did he realize that this young man was far more than just a brave commander as he thought.

"No wonder my brother admires him so much. There is no doubt that such a person has a broad future in the military."

General Jacques Philippe could not help but sigh silently:
Chapter completed!