Chapter 210: [Sky and Ocean]

The People's Charter!"

  The bustling voices were noisy and chaotic. Most of the sounds were destroyed by each other and turned into noise, but some still converged and merged to become a common sound.

  Ma Shao realized that this was the Charter Movement.

  This movement lasted on and off for more than ten years in the UK, and the core demand of the workers was to fight for their rights and hope to obtain universal suffrage.

  If nothing unexpected happens, this grand rally will naturally dissipate before long and will not bring much impact.

  Just like the old days.

  "Great Chief, what are they doing?" asked the young tribesman.

  "They are fighting for their rights." Ma Shao said, looking at the crowd not far away.

  "Will they succeed?"

  "Not yet."

  "What about later?"

  "Of course it will succeed, and British workers will eventually gain universal suffrage and other rights."

  "what does that mean?"

  "It means a lot, such as improved working conditions, improved living standards, and..." Ma Shao paused for a moment before continuing, "For example, participating in the empire's share of the spoils."

  He didn't want to have anything to do with the rally, so he just watched from a distance with the students, and talked to them about British politics and economics, especially the workers' movement, based on local information.

  However, things went against his wishes and soon he could no longer stay out of it.

  "Bang-bang!" Several gunshots were heard.

  The workers who were gathering were instantly thrown into chaos. These bullets may not have killed anyone, but many people paid the price with their lives - they were trampled to death by the crowd.

  "The police opened fire!"

  "Resist to the end!"

  "Run!"

  Some wanted to resist, some wanted to escape. The chaotic crowd was like water in a barrel that was suddenly broken, bursting out wantonly and rushing in all directions.

  Ma Shao and others were caught off guard and could only hide behind the train and watch the workers whizz past them.

  When the crowd dispersed, the scene was in a mess, with two carriages overturned. Fortunately, he and his tribesmen were not seriously injured.

  Looking at the overturned carriage, Ma Shao was unsure whether the train could continue to run, and he couldn't help but feel resentful in his heart.

  What bad luck.

  Just then, several policemen on horseback came over here, and it was apparently they who dispersed the workers.

  "Who are you?" The leader was a middle-aged man with a mustache. He stared at Ma Shao for a moment, as if he had thought of something.

  "Apache chief?" He moved his beard and tried to ask in broken English. His speaking style was very unique, with a French accent in his English vocabulary and a German accent in his French accent.

  Ma Shao's features are easy to identify, and with frequent media reports, it is normal for him to be recognized.

  But the policeman's attitude was quite strange. It was neither admiration, nor contempt, nor indifference. Instead, it was curiosity mixed with a bit of amusement, like some kind of innate arrogance.

  Having been accustomed to the nobles' horse whistles recently, he intuitively realized that the identity of this policeman was not simple.

  Only a true noble would harbor this natural arrogance that cannot be completely concealed by any thoughtful etiquette.  

  "Yes, what should I call you?"

  The policeman suddenly laughed, dismounted, and walked forward.

  "Hello, I am Louis Napoleon Bonaparte." He shook hands with Ma Shao and proudly stated his name.

  "Napoleon III?" Ma Shao was stunned when he heard this.

  Napoleon III was Napoleon's nephew and grandson. He was not an unknown figure in Britain, and newspapers had long called him by this name.

  Ma Shao certainly knew Napoleon III. Not only that, Dickens also said that he planned to introduce this great French celebrity to him after a while.

  But he couldn't understand why this guy appeared in Manchester as a British policeman and was suppressing the workers' movement.

  Is this the original history?

  Or was it his butterfly effect that changed the life trajectory of Napoleon III?

  There is no way to verify Ma Shao's facts. After all, he didn't know much about Napoleon III's life trajectory. He just knew the most important things.

  This is a key person.

  It would not be long before Napoleon III, Napoleon's de facto heir, would return to his faithful Paris and be crowned king.

  Later, he became the founding father of Germany...

  Napoleon III explained: "Yes, that's me. You may wonder why I am here. In fact, I have been staying in England almost all the time since I escaped from prison. Of course, I tried to return to France a few months ago, but those bastards drove me back to England, and then I found this job in Manchester - Special Police."

  "It's an honor, Mr. Napoleon." Ma Shao said with a smile, "Napoleon is my idol. He is the most dazzling genius in military history and a hero worthy of respect. It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to meet him. Now that I can meet you, I think it can make up for some of the regrets."

  What Ma Shao said was not false. He did admire Napoleon when he was in junior high school.

  The reason for his admiration may be that his history teacher told him the difference between Hitler and Napoleon - his idol in elementary school was Hitler.

  "Hahaha." Napoleon III laughed happily. It was obvious that he enjoyed the comments very much.

  Napoleon's halo was what he cherished most and it was also the guarantee for his future ascent to the pinnacle of French power.

  Napoleon III said: "I know you too, Sir Horsewhistle. Dickens told me about you. He also said that you were like Napoleon of the Apache."

  "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it." Ma Shao was sweating slightly. Although Napoleon was a hero in his life, his ending was sad. He didn't want to be the Napoleon of Apache.

  The two talked for a while.

  Soon, Napoleon III began to promote his political ideas to Ma Shao.

  He tried more than once to restore Bonaparte's glory and return to the top of France like his uncle. Despite repeated failures, he never gave up.

  Now that Europe is in turmoil, he realizes that this is a good opportunity, so he always spares no effort to win supporters.

  He came to suppress the workers largely to curry favor with the British dignitaries in exchange for their support.

  Ma Shao knew that Napoleon III would soon succeed, so he went with the flow and immediately expressed his support for him: "I have read your book 'Eliminating Poverty'. I think it is profound and has practical significance. France needs its guidance. It may even spread glory throughout Europe like the 'Napoleonic Code'."

  Napoleon III was explicitly or implicitly compared to Napoleon, and this wave of flattery made Napoleon III feel very comfortable.

  Then, Ma Shao put forward his suggestion: "Although the current French government has driven you away for unreasonable reasons, it has promised the right to universal suffrage after all. I think as long as you raise your arms and shout to the people, 'Make France Great Again', you can return to the French political arena through elections and even become president."

  "Make France great again!" These words seemed to touch Napoleon III.