When Manshun counted Xiao Letian's sins to the Battle of the Far East, and when Zhiyuan secretly detained Emperor Tongzhi, the little emperor finally broke out.

Zai Chun rushed up and kicked Manshun over to the ground, "Dog slave! Can you humiliate the imperial master? What are you? Do you dare to settle the merits and demerits of the head of state?"

"Damn it, I can leave the Forbidden City without a master?" He kicked up.

"Dog slave, can I get out of the Qing Dynasty without a head of state?" He kicked up again.

"Without Xiao Letian, can I accept new knowledge? I don't even know that the earth is round!" I went up and tied with three feet.

At this moment, Zaichun's face was covered in tears. He kicked Manshun while defending his master. Xiao Letian's good scenes of him came to his heart.

In the end, Emperor Tongzhi collapsed on the sofa with weak body, covered his face with his hands and cried loudly.

"Master...Wuwuwu...Wuwuwu...Wuwuwu! Why are you unwilling to be my loyal minister in the Qing Dynasty?"

"Wuwuwu...Master! Why don't you accept your fate? Why don't you recognize my destiny of the Qing Dynasty?"

"The destiny of China is in the Qing Dynasty! I am the emperor! I really want to give you a wealthy ending for generations. Why don't you do it with me! Woo woo woo woo woo..."

"Why is this! I'm going to make you the king of shoulder-to-shoulder... It's hereditary...Wuwuwu... Why don't you pity your disciple's filial piety at all!"

"I beg you, please... Can you please don't rebel? Zai Chun, I'm scared... I'm really scared!"

Emperor Tongzhi slipped, and his whole body slipped off the sofa, kneeled directly on the stall, facing Bavaria, Emperor Tongzhi's head knocked on the carpet and cried bitterly.

"Master... don't die... Hun Xi is back... I'm scared... I'm really scared..."

That night, Aisin Gioro Zaichun completely turned into a schizophrenia.

Some people cry and some people laugh. At this moment, the chaotic city of Paris has returned to the superficial prosperity and peace atmosphere. The workers' demonstrations have subsided. The prince successfully exchanged his personal charm for a brief ceasefire agreement between the two sides.

Napoleon III paid nothing more than sending his nephew to prison and awaiting trial. When Victorova's coffin was successfully buried in Father Lachez's cemetery, the French Imperial Guards received the emperor's order "like a wolf or a tiger" to rush to Prince Pierre Bonaparte's home.

Amid the terrified screams of a group of women, the prince who was lewd and chaotic was pulled out of the quilt, and this scene was recorded by all the reporters accompanying him.

The emperor's high attitude did indeed bring about the easing of some people. When they saw the prince's terrified expression in the newspaper, their resentment dissipated halfway.

I have to say that the people in that era were still kind or cowardly. Their enthusiasm for revolution was not high, and the will to revolution was not firm. All bloody struggles actually required the compromise between emperors, generals and ministers.

With this compromise attitude, a glimmer of hope arose in the hearts of the people. They began to fantasize that the emperor would start to improve people's livelihood and pay attention to the happiness of the extremely poor family. Perhaps when the threat of war is lifted in the future, the people's lives will be much better.

With hope in the hearts, there is no motivation for turmoil. Paris quickly restored order, and production and life quickly recovered. In just three days, the traces of riots were cleared out.

The ease of the domestic situation made the Emperor ecstatic, but unexpectedly, something even happier followed one after another. The Bavarian intelligence spies successfully spyed on the news of Xiao Letian's visit, and the Emperor quickly made his own decision.

On the one hand, he sent the Foreign Minister Duke Glemon to secretly go to the Swan Castle in the Alps. Even Prince Lütterbod did not expect that the French secret envoy was so high that it was the Foreign Minister who went there himself.

On the other hand, the French emperor gave the highest operational privileges to spies in Bavaria. He allowed these spies to assassinate Xiao Letian without asking for instructions.

It was precisely because of the secret orders of the Emperor of the Dharma that the European version of the "Huanggutun Incident" was created.

When the news of the assassination was successful reached Paris, Napoleon III roared wildly in the palace, and the emperor's howling of ghosts and wolves echoed back and forth in the Duille Palace.

"I want to hold a banquet, and I will pass on my orders to let all my most loyal ministers come to the party, and I will not return without getting drunk!"

The Duille Palace was brightly lit and filled with people. The princes and nobles carried their own wives and children to the palace. The champagne tower like a mountain is allowed to drink, and the cold dining tables are far more than one hundred meters if they are connected together.

For this pleasant banquet, Napoleon III even ordered fishermen along the French coast to catch the most expensive blue lobster. In just one day, the rare blue lobster on the French market was actually wiped out by the emperor.

Wine, food, graceful music... The scene of wealth and prosperity in the Duille Palace is intoxicated by it. How many noble ladies will lose their virginity today? How many noble ladies give their husbands a cuckold again? This is impossible to count.

However, Crown Prince Eugen Bonaparte alone saw four or five familiar figures sneaking into a deserted room, and he could hear the cries of small animals inside when passing by.

The crown prince frowned in disgust, but he couldn't control such things. Europe was not as ritually bound by China, and even the Pope could not control such things.

"What a shame! It's better to be an ancient Eastern country, and people know etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame!"

Just as the crown prince was cursing in his heart, a voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Dear Prince, can I talk to you?" When I turned around, I saw that it was Montauban, Duke of Baliqiao.

"Hello Duke, I'm very willing!"

"Your Highness, are you really going to bring your brother to court? I remind you that if a prince in the royal family is judged, it will be very unfavorable to the royal family's reputation!"

"And those poor people are all greedy. If they succeed for the first time, they will have a second extravagant desire... endlessly!"

Eugen Bonaparte smiled, "I think your argument is a bit biased. I think you have to be law-abiding in this kind of thing. If you do something wrong, you should be punished. Otherwise, what is the meaning of the law?"

"Oh? But have you ever thought about it? If the jury involves those unionists, what if the result of the trial is a death penalty? You are really going to let your brother go to the execution ground..."

Before he finished speaking, a loud voice sounded behind the two of them, "Who is asked to go to the execution ground? Are those damn Chinese people? Or are those Prussian bastards?"
Chapter completed!