I Am the Crown Prince in France

Chapter 66 The Story of the British Ambassador

A black carriage drove to the Royal Palace.

The guard immediately stepped forward to stop it: "This is the Royal Palace. Please tell me your name."

The coachman took out a small copper plate from his body and shook it. The guard immediately opened the door, lowered his head and said nothing.

The carriage went straight to the east side of the Royal Palace and stopped. A man in a black robe with his hat brim pulled down very low walked up the steps quickly and pushed the door in very familiarly.

The Duke of Orleans sat at the table, thinking about it. Just as he was about to write a letter, he heard the butler's voice from outside the door: "Sir, the British ambassador Mr. Hartley is here."

"Please let him in."

After a while, the door was pushed open, and Hartley, dressed in black, touched his chest and gestured to the Duke of Orleans, smiling and saying: "Oh, Philip, my old friend! We haven't seen each other for a long time."

The Duke of Orleans smiled and nodded: "Dear David! Why did you think of coming to me?"

Hartley exchanged some polite words with him and got to the point: "Philip, you know, London always gives me trouble. And I, in Paris, can only rely on you, old friend."

"Just say what you want to say."

"It's like this, I want to publish something in the newspaper."

"Then You came to me, right?" The Duke of Orleans said with a smile, "Tell me, is it an advertisement or a notice?"

"Well, to be precise," Hartley spread his hands, "it is to publish some stories."

"Stories?"

"Some stories about Prussians." Hartley said, "For example, the Duke of Schwarz of Prussia is competing with Count Fersen for Queen Marie."

"Duke Schwarz? How come I didn't know there was..."

The Duke of Orleans said halfway, and suddenly smiled knowingly: "Oh, I understand, whether there is Duke Schwarz or not, the key is the story of him and his Austrian cousin."

Hartley nodded: "You are such a smart man. In addition, Baron Ramos of Silesia is having a tryst with Princess Therese."

Silesia has now been incorporated into Prussia. Princess Therese is the eldest daughter of Louis XVI and the sister of Joseph. And everything Hartley said is naturally made up.

The Duke of Orleans added casually: "Baron Ramos's slave girl was noticed by the Crown Prince during his tryst, and it is said that she is pregnant."

Hartley's eyes lit up: "If you become a screenwriter, you will be famous throughout Europe. So be it, please let these appear in the newspapers as soon as possible."

These things all involve the reputation of the royal family. Without the relationship of the Duke of Orleans, it is impossible to appear in the newspapers.

The Duke of Orleans smiled slightly: "This is not an easy thing."

"That's why I have to trouble you. Aren't you the one who has the final say on the newspapers in Paris?"

The Duke of Orleans said without comment: "The money I invested in the automatic loom industry in the UK last time, a large part of it is still under review."

Hartley nodded: "I can help you urge this. You know, those government officials are not very efficient."

The Duke of Orleans finally showed satisfaction: "Then it depends on you. As for your stories, they should be known to everyone soon."

Not long after, Hartley left.

The Duke of Orleans immediately wrote a letter to several major newspapers under his control, mainly arranging how to deal with the tax bill, and finally mentioned a few stories about the British ambassador.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Joseph's carriage drove out of the Paris Police Academy and rushed back to the Palace of Versailles.

He now has to study two or three times a week in the police academy, mainly tactical command, military mapping and logistics of the elite class.

He knew very well that with the deepening of the industrial revolution, the European continent would begin to be turbulent, and the interests of the new and old forces would be redistributed, triggering endless wars.

He must master enough military knowledge to ensure the security and stability of France.

France did not have the attribute of surrendering at the speed of light in later generations at this time, and was even quite martial. A king who could lead France to victory would be loved by all French people and have supreme authority.

Even if he did not fight in person, he at least had to know which battles could be fought and which could not be fought.

So he had to learn basic military courses, and at the same time he could give back to the military instructors of the police academy.

Military theories that have not yet appeared, such as artillery and infantry coordination, cavalry artillery cover, concentrated use of artillery, and even large-scale penetration, etc. Although he could not teach very thoroughly, it also opened the door to a new world for the instructors.

After having the concept and general direction, they can continue to refine and improve, and then add it to the military training subjects.

A few days ago, Dubois came to the police academy and served as the head of the "Strategy and Tactics Research Office". Although he was very surprised why a school that trains police officers would study strategy and tactics, he still gladly accepted the position.

After he read Joseph's advanced military theories, he completely understood the necessity of this research room - the military theory level of this police academy is definitely much higher than that of the Paris Military Academy! He was glad that he was valued by the Crown Prince and was able to come to this military academy, oh, no, it should be the police academy.

A "police academy" equipped with a large number of military horses, three four-pound guns and one eight-pound gun...

Joseph sat in the bumpy carriage, muttering to himself about the spring shock absorbers that he had never had time to work on, and picked up the newspaper on the small table in front of him to read.

The recent publicity of the tax reform bill has been very effective. In just a few days, he can already hear people discussing the new tax clauses on the streets of Paris.

According to this trend, it will not be long before the nobles of the Council of Nobles will find it difficult to incite public opinion to fight against the royal family.

However, when he saw the front page of the "Voice of the City", he couldn't help but frowned - he had someone booked the newspaper for three months, but today's front page was the news of a noblewoman being murdered.

He picked up the "Paris News" newspaper again, and the headline on the front page was: "New Tax Bill, Mr. Brian's attempt to increase taxes at will?"

Joseph looked down with a gloomy face. The whole article was full of ramblings and concepts, describing the tax bill as a tax arbitrarily imposed by the royal family due to excessive squandering, which would have a very bad impact.

He slammed the newspaper on the table. Such a thing can actually pass the news review? ! What do those reviewers do...

He immediately remembered that news review is a department under the jurisdiction of the High Court. The High Court wants to fight against the tax reform bill, so it naturally turns a blind eye to these messy articles.

Joseph looked at the French Courier again. As expected, the front page was: "The High Court refused to register! This may be a victory for freedom!" .

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