chapter 43 - the brittany club (2)

　"I thought you were being hunted and had to take refuge with me." Joseph laughed, "But you're just in time to join us for dinner."

　　He led Amang in and turned his head to the maid who was busy in the other room and called out, "Auntie Sophie, go and bring a set of cutlery over for my friend."

　　After saying that he sat down and looked at Ah Mang, "What, did you get some kind of high-class invitation again and want me to go over and show you a good time?"

　　"I did get a special invitation - to perform at the Royale Palace." Amand bragged without a trace of amusement.

　　"Ah, now you're really famous." Joseph laughed.

　　By this time Sophie had brought up the cutlery.

　　"Auntie Sophie, please help bring out the bottle of brandy inside my cupboard, I'm going to have a drink with Amang to celebrate." Joseph said happily.

　　"Uh-huh." Sophie answered and turned to go.

　　"But Amang, I might not be able to go to this performance of yours." Joseph made a look of regret and said. Now the outbreak of the Revolution is just around the corner, although Joseph's history in his previous life was learned from his physical education teacher, he also knew that for a period of time after the Revolution, until his cheap brother Napoleon ascended the political stage, the political situation in France was "chaotic", one day the aristocrats and royalists were put up on the street lamp, the next day the traitors and the royalists were put up on the street lamp. Today, the aristocrats and royalists are put on the street lamps, tomorrow, the traitors and traitors are put on the street lamps, and the day after tomorrow, it will be the turn of the trouserless man and the rogues ... In short, in this period of time, the political changes are too intense, and also too dangerous, Joseph feels that it is now necessary to keep a certain distance from those political figures.

　　"No, no, no, Joseph, you are mistaken." Armand said, "The invitation I'm talking about is not an invitation to this show. I know you're busy, and this isn't a premiere anymore, so it's not like I'm going to be inviting that many more friends."

　　"Then what is this invitation you speak of?" Joseph had a vague not-so-good feeling.

　　"It's an invitation from a club." Amand said as he fished out the invitation from his side and handed it over.

　　Joseph took the letter and first glanced at the envelope, which read, "From Mr. Joseph Bonaparte personally." The inscription was signed in flowery script, "Maximilien Francois Marie Isidore de Robespierre."

　　Joseph didn't have time to figure out who this was for a moment, and Aunt Sophie had already brought over the bottle of brandy.

　　"Thank you, Aunt Sophie." Amand took the bottle and poured a glass for himself and then half a glass for Joseph.

　　"Maximilian Francois Mali Isidore de Robespierre ... Robespierre!" Joseph finally read that last name at the end of that long list of names, and it scared him into a cold sweat.

　　"Yeah, Robespierre stands for. The Incorruptible." Amand replied as he drank.

　　Joseph lowered his head and pulled the letterhead out of the envelope to look at it, while using it to hide his horror.

　　"What, Joseph?" Noticing more or less that something was wrong with Joseph, Amand said, "If you're too busy with something, you can just not go. Anyway, well, it's just an invitation to a club, so what's the problem?"

　　"Who the hell wants to go if they can just not go!" Joseph thought. He knew that at this point in time, if he didn't go because he was "busy with his research", probably Robespierre wouldn't be too angry. But now Robespierre is not angry, that does not mean that in the future Robespierre will not be angry.

　　Now Robespierre is not angry, that is because his position is not higher than Joseph, he can not put Joseph how. But in the future, when the affluent cities are under his feet, and the powerful country is in his hands, when he only needs a word to send all those who have offended him to the guillotine, when he remembers this matter again, will he still be so tolerant? Joseph was not at all sure about this. Because that is the legendary "murderer king" Robespierre ah!

　　But the invitation was to join the "Breton Club", not the "Jacobin Club". (Joseph was taught history by his gym teacher, so he didn't know that the "Bretonian Club" was the predecessor of the "Jacobin Club".) It wasn't a big deal to join it. Besides, not everyone who had joined the Jacobin Club had been guillotined. But if the "Daemon" holds a grudge, the chances of not going to the guillotine are much smaller.

　　"There's always time to go and join in a bit." Joseph looked up, "Of course, I'm not like the delegates after all, and it's unlikely that I'll be able to attend every one of their rallies."

　　"That's certainly not a problem at all yah." Armand said, and by the look on his face, he didn't understand at all how much trouble he was causing Joseph.

　　"Well then, I'm very honored to receive this bit of an invitation." Joseph said.

　　"Then let's have a toast?" Armand never missed an opportunity to drink with someone.

　　"Okay." Joseph put on a full smile and raised his glass ...

　　After sending Amang away, Joseph couldn't help but curse, "Fuck!" This classmate is really too capable of causing trouble, this has caused the Great Demon King to come out, this is really ...

　　But cursing won't solve the problem now. So Joseph could only calm himself for a while before thinking carefully about how he should respond.

　　...

　　Soon it was the time agreed on the invitation, Joseph changed his clothes, took a light carriage, went out of Paris, and came to the King's tennis court near Versailles. It was here that the Constituent Assembly met, and the "Club des Amis de la Constitution" now used one of the halls of the Royal Tennis Court for their activities.

　　Joseph got out of his carriage outside the gate of the Wang family tennis court and handed the invitation to the gatekeeper. Not long afterward he saw a neatly dressed young man approaching.

　　"May I ask if you are Mr. Bonaparte? I am Robespierre, a delegate to the Constitutional Convention." The young man extended his hand to Joseph.

　　"I am pleased to have your invitation." Joseph replied.

　　Robespierre then led Joseph into the King's Tennis Court, introducing Joseph to the various buildings around him as he walked.

　　When the two men entered the event hall of the "Friends of the Constitution Club", it was already full of people. Robespierre was chatting with other people from time to time, introducing Joseph to those friends, his face was full of smiles, and he didn't look like a "Daemon King" at all.

　　"Huh, Bonaparte, I didn't expect to see you here." Just as Joseph was following Robespierre and talking to his friends, a voice came over.

　　Joseph turned his head and saw the Duke of Orleans striding over.

　　"Your Highness the Duke, I didn't expect you to be here?" Joseph said while bending down to salute.

　　"No need to be so polite, we are old friends." Duke Orleans patted his shoulder affectionately and said, "What? It's strange to see me in the Bretonia Club. There is nothing strange about it; I am also a supporter of constitutional government and a member of the Bretonian Club."

　　Indeed, great nobles like the Duke of Orleans, the Marquis de Lafayette, were all members of the Bretonian Club, and were even at one time the leading figures of this club.

　　As a matter of fact, in the original history, the Breton Club, later the Jacobin Club became a radical leftist organization, and that was not until the trial of Louis XVI. Because of the different attitudes towards the king, the Jacobin Club split, in the club's election, the radical advocate of the death penalty for the king Robespierre was elected president, while the group of people who advocated the protection of the king left the club under the leadership of the Marquis de Lafayette, and only after that did the Jacobin Club become a radical leftist organization. The Duke of Orleans remained in the Jacobin Club, hoping to use the power of the Jacobins to kill Louis XVI so that he could become King of France. As it turned out, he failed to steal the chicken and got himself guillotined instead.

　　"Bonaparte, let me introduce you to a friend. He has actually wanted to know you for a long time." Duke Orleans said.

　　He then looked towards the left and right, and then said to a servant following him, go over there and call Gilbert.

　　That servant then went over towards the left. Joseph followed him with his eyes and saw a tall middle-aged man wearing a wig talking to someone there. The servant walked over and when the man had finished talking, he whispered something to him. Joseph then saw the man raise his head and look this way. He apparently noticed Joseph as well, and smiled at him before striding over.

　　"Gilbert, I've come to introduce you to a friend." Duke Orleans said, "This is our genius scientist Bonaparte, well, the name is the same as mine, Joseph Bonaparte. The one who accurately measured the speed of light."

　　He then turned to introduce Joseph to the tall middle-aged man in front of him, "This is the Marquis de Lafayette, the hero of North American independence."

　　This man, Joseph did know a little bit about, thanks to the fact that in a later forum, someone had asked what to make of the God Emperor's statement that if it wasn't for Sister You See, the French would all have to speak German? Someone then replied, "If it wasn't for the selling of heads to aid the United States King Louis sent in the French army led by Lafayette, Washington would have been hanged by the British for treason - of course the God-Emperor still spoke English, it's just that his title would have to be changed from Chancellor to Viceroy. " Then some good people added the title "Father of the American Nation" to Louis XVI.

　　By this time, Joseph knew that Lafayette was one of the few French generals who had won a war against England and was highly regarded in the army. So he saluted the Marquis de Lafayette and said, "It is an honor to meet you, Marquis."