The bearded man in London has always complained about Blankey. Although he admires Blankey's revolutionary spirit very much, the bearded man is also very clear. Blankey has too many strong nationalist plots. After all, this person is a bit fantasy.

Every time Bronkey was at a critical moment, a sense of family and country would spread from his heart, and in his mind the interests of the motherland were above everything else.

Originally, this kind of thought should be worthy of praise, but it was this kind of sentiment that made him miss historical opportunities again and again!

After the bloody revenge began, he did not expand the results of the war, but chose to suppress it as soon as possible, because he knew that any unrest in Paris was actually creating conditions for victory for Prussia.

The most taboo thing about war was the chaos in the rear. Although the French Emperor Napoleon III hated it very much, the Prussian army actually hated it even more in his heart.

When facing foreign enemies, the French nation should be united!

When the coppersmith Thes launched a military operation without authorization, Blanqui immediately issued a strict order to all the armed workers leaders under his command, ordering no one to act rashly.

This order was too timely. If Blankey was one or two later, many of the workers' leaders inspired by Thes might have started to incite!

Hundreds of thousands of poor people are the greatest confidence of the revolution. If an uprising is launched at this time, the queen will not be able to escape from Paris!

As for those tens of thousands of imperial guards? They are not worth mentioning in the vast ocean of the uprisingers!

The impulse of the uprising was completely suppressed by Blankey. With his personal prestige and the reputation of his mentor, although the entire working class was restless, no one dared to be arrogant with his mentor.

Thes's arbitrary act was considered a verb-blue ball, but when Blankey issued an order, the rest of the people did not dare to act rashly.

The weapons that Tes and he stolen were hidden by Blankey's men. Then Blankey asked Archbishop Dawapur to send a private message to the queen, expressing the intention to negotiate.

"In the face of national war, we should give up all personal hatred! Everything should be resolved through negotiation, stop the violent behavior of both sides, and ultimately win the war..."

The queen undoubtedly grabbed a life-saving straw with the letter. He immediately agreed to Blankey's conditions, and the queen also allocated 200,000 francs to Archbishop Dawapur.

"Dear Archbishop... The war has seriously damaged the domestic economy. I know that many factories have been shut down, and countless poor people have lost their source of living!"

"I hope the Archbishop can carry out relief activities in the church and try to soothe people's hearts. I will encourage more people to donate to the people!"

"God bless you, my child, your kindness will surely be conveyed to the hearts of the people!"

At the most critical moment, religion played a very huge stabilization role. Archbishop Dawapur brought the queen's verbal response to Bronge and began to sell porridge in all churches in Paris.

Under the strict orders of the bishop, the pampered priests took to the streets and began to appease the people at the bottom. Each church began to cook food and distribute it to the people.

Soon, there was a long queue in the square of Notre Dame, and thousands of people were waiting for the little pitiful food amid the choir singing.

All of this was seen by Thier. The newly elected MP sat in the carriage and looked out from the gap in the curtains, his brows tightly twisted together.

"I inform the wife and children to transfer to the countryside manor immediately! Starting today, there will be no elderly, weak, women and children in the city!"

"Take my business card, go to the Bank of France, and find my old friend Henry... and ask him to turn all my certificates of deposit into cash, and not even a franc should be kept..."

"Where are the bodyguards I raised in the manor? Now it's time for them to work hard... Leave ten people to protect the manor, and bring all the rest to Paris!"

The butler in the car must have had his face turned a little pale with these commands, "Sir...what are you going to do? Is something big going to happen..."

Thier is a smart man. He has been studying politics all his life and has a very keen sense of revolution. "My old friend... France has reached the most dangerous time!"

"The United Fleet has retreated, and Eugenie can only make time by killing and deceiving! Take a closer look, when did the greedy Bonaparte family do such charity?"

"It has been forced to help the Holy See to serve the porridge, which only means that they have no way to control the situation! Napoleon III, the couple, have already ended their end!"

"A great change is coming! If we want to take the chestnut from the fire, we must first protect our lives! Money is not important at this time, what is important is the safety of our lives!"

The carriage ran wildly on the street, and the more the butler listened to the owner's analysis, the more frightened he became. "My old friend, take a look... What are the military and police on the street now? "

"All citizens stare at them with hatred. If there are fewer soldiers and police, they dare not leave the camp... All the soldiers and police are small groups with more than ten people acting!"

The butler followed Thier's fingers to look at the pedestrians and military police on the street. Only then did he realize that the people's previous fear of military and police had disappeared, and they were all filled with hatred eyes.

To be honest, if there were fewer military and police, the mobs in the alley would really launch an attack and hack them to death on the street.

Montauban has issued strict orders, and all military and police have no tasks to try not to go out. If they have to go out, more than ten people must go together.

The whole of Paris has become a barrel that is about to explode!

Thier did not go home directly. On the way, he ordered a turn around and the carriage rushed directly to the Bank of the French Empire!

At this time, the gate of the Imperial Bank was filled with people waiting to withdraw money, and the run was gradually taking shape!

Thier's family was still very rich. His father used to be the captain of an ocean-going trader ship, which was the most profitable business at that time.

Thier has received a good education since childhood and has a wide range of connections. Henry, a senior official in the Imperial Bank, was his good friend since childhood.

Of course he didn't have to queue up and found the frustrated Henry directly from the side door.

The two had nothing to greet, and in the corner at the end of the corridor, they started a secret transaction.

"Henry, how many more loans can you give out with your current authority?"

"God, my old MP, who dares to lend now? Haven't you seen the run? We can't even collect the money back!"

Thier grabbed the old friend's shoulder, "Listen to Henry, listen carefully to me! The current situation is already in chaos! This is the most dangerous moment and the greatest historical opportunity!"

"Tell me, how much cash can you control! It's the kind of amount you will be shot after lending all your money!"

"I want you to commit a crime, commit a crime immediately, lend me all the cash in your authority... and then you quickly escape from Paris and hide in my manor!"

"Ah? Tier... are you going to kill me?"

"Shut up, coward, I'm going to help you make a fortune! As long as you do this, I promise to open a bank yourself in the future!"
Chapter completed!