《My Brother is Napoleon》Chapter 7: Am I Going to Become a Fudi Demon?
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The next few days are basically a pattern: first, buy two courier tickets, and then draw a day to arrive at another city or town closer to Paris, and then find a convent {if there is really no, then find a hotel {to rest for the night, and then go to buy a courier ticket .......
The courier passed through a street full of dust and finally stopped at a place called Rueyche Street. This is a street on the edge of Paris, on one side of the street is the gloomy tomb of the convent of women of the Yonghui. On the other side is a variety of lower-class poor people living in messy houses.
The courier is only up to here. As for going forward, it is up to the passengers to continue to pay for a public carriage, or passengers do not have much money, it is up to their own two legs.
Because the destination is still far from here, and the area is not very safe. So Alfonso took Joseph to another bus, which took about half an hour to reach the magnificent Basilica of St. Geneviève.
This cathedral was later confiscated by the revolutionary government after the outbreak of the Revolution and converted into a cemetery dedicated to the burial of great men. This is the famous "Pantheon". At this time, however, the Cathedral of St. Geneviève was still an important church of the Catholic Church. It was not Joseph's destination, but it was Brother Alfonso's. He took Joseph into the church and then told him to wait in the vestry while he delivered the letter to the bishop.
Joseph waited in the vestry for a little while and then saw Brother Alfonso turn back.
"Well, I have sent the letter. Now I will take you to Father Jean-Jacques.
The chapel where Father Jean-Jacques was located was still a little far away. At this time, there were no more public carriages. The two of them walked along the road lit by whale oil lamps. The two of them walked for almost an hour until the moon was already high up, and then they came to a small church. By now the moonlight was shining diagonally, lighting up the steps in front of the chapel.
Alfonso took Joseph up the steps and knocked gently on the door, and in a moment he saw the light leaking through the crack of the door panel that could reach into a little finger, and then heard the sound of loud footsteps coming up and down the stairs, and then thump thump thump thump all the way to the door. It sounded as if a grizzly bear, not a person, was walking by.
"Wait for a little, I will open the door ...... Damn it, take the peripheral, why is this bolt stuck ...... Ah, you wait a little longer, it will be ready soon ......" From inside the door came a gruff voice.
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But the door did not open immediately as he said, only to hear the door inside a mess of noise, sometimes also by the people inside a hard tug, but did not open with, but inside again came the sound of complaints: "Damn, what is wrong? Why is not open ...... Ah, you wait a little longer ......"
And after about ten minutes, heard a click sound from inside, and then the door was pulled open, a gust of wind from inside blew out.
Joseph looked inside and saw a fat man who was about the same height as him but with a waistline at least two or three times his. In Joseph's opinion, this is to the latter days, to play the king of the hill, without makeup. Besides the fat man, there was a nanny dressed as a person, one hand holding a candlestick. The other hand was covering the flame to prevent the wind from blowing out the candle when the door was opened.
"Alfonso! There you are, at last. Well, how's the old man?" The king of the hill laughed so loudly that the birds sleeping in the trees next to him flew up.
"Father Jean-Jacques, the bishop is very well," said Alfonso. Besides, the bishop asked me to bring Joseph here this time, and he also asked me to bring you a message.
"What did the old man say?" The king of the hill asked next.
"The bishop told me to tell you that the taotie is also one of the sins. Alfonso answered calmly.
"The old man ......" The King of the Hill's voice dropped, and he muttered something in the back that seemed to be a complaint, but Joseph couldn't hear it at all.
"All right. Don't complain. Well, let me introduce you to you, this is Joseph, the old head ...... The bishop's godson. The one who is ready to go to Louis the Great's school ......" Alfonso said.
"Ah, I know. Well, come on in, you guys. This damned door ......you go and move that cupboard over there and block the door with this for tonight ......"
"Father, I understand. But the cabinet, it's better if you come with me. ......"
"Really ...... I told you to eat more, eat more, how can you be strong if you don't eat? Even a cupboard ......"
This is where Joseph will be living for the next few years.
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Passing the entrance examination of Louis the Great School was not difficult for Joseph, so he was soon invited to study at the school. Joseph planned to study at Louis the Great for a few years, to meet a few more people, prepare some contacts for the future, and then leave Paris before the outbreak of the Revolution when Paris was really too chaotic. Whether you live or die is often a matter of luck and not anything else.} He would go to the provinces, take advantage of the time that the Gironde faction was on stage, and use his "foresight" to do some speculation and hoarding to get the first bucket of gold for himself and his family. Then, you can hide behind your "stupid brother" and push your family to the position of the first family in Europe. Of course, they also want to find ways to stop this "stupid brother" later in Spain, especially in Russia's foolish behavior of death. And to stop him, he had to have enough weight, not just the original history of Napoleon, who was seen as a waste of time and was totally dependent on him to become king of Spain.
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"My foolish brother was a proud and arrogant man who had no one in his sights, and it was not easy to step on his brakes.
"It's not easy to put the brakes on that stupid brother of mine who thinks he's so high and mighty proud and has no one in his sights.
The days went by slowly according to Joseph's ideas. Joseph did well in school, got a full scholarship, and had a good reputation among a small circle of literature and natural science lovers. In addition, Joseph sometimes took on translation and other jobs to earn some francs. So now he could even make some money in addition to his own expenses, and everything seemed to be going very well.
This letter brought Joseph some very bad news: his father was sick and very sick. So the family's financial situation was now very tight. Joseph was studying and living without spending the family's money, but now it was not enough for him not to reach out to the family. Napoleon's living expenses and the living and education expenses of his other siblings were becoming a problem. The letter from home means that they hope he can find a job as soon as possible, the burden of several younger siblings to bear.
Immediately dropping out of school is obviously inappropriate, which will have a negative impact on Joseph's entire plan. Therefore, it is best to be able to maintain the premise of the school, to earn more money.
"Alas, how could I forget about the Bonaparte family's hereditary stomach cancer? Joseph thought.
The Bonaparte family has always been threatened by hereditary stomach cancer, especially in the males of the family. Among Joseph's brothers, he was almost the only one who did not suffer from it. Of course, Joseph also knows that this thing is cancer is a throw of the dice, in the original history Joseph did not get stomach cancer, which does not mean that today's own future will not get this. So in the future, you really need to be careful. For example, in the original history, his father should have been found to have had stomach cancer only after a year. But in this time and space, the event was unexpectedly brought forward.
All that remains is to think about how to take up the family's burden. But what can I do to effectively increase my income? It is impossible to work part-time, not even in this life. Nowadays, Joseph can barely make ends meet by getting scholarships. There is also going to various salon parties, going to salon parties is like going home, the feeling inside is better than at home, the participants are all talented people, and speak well. So Joseph can only go to these salon parties to find out if there are any opportunities to earn money.
"Joseph, what are you looking at? I think you don't look too good. A voice sounded.
Joseph turned his head to see a young man with some freckles on his face with a face full of concern asked.
This is Joseph's classmate Amand René de Lavoisier, he is a young man of some literary temperament, and has an uncle who has left his name in the whole history of mankind. Unlike his famous uncle, Amand had almost no talent in natural science. But in the arts, he was a good player and was even one of the pillars of the student theater group at Louis the Great's school.
"Oh, it's Armand. I just got a letter saying that my father is ill. Well, it might affect my financial situation these days. Joseph said as he put away the letter in his hand.
"Joseph, your father must be very sick, right? Amand walked over to the bench where Joseph was sitting and sat down side by side with him, the noon breeze rustling through the sycamore trees above them.
"I know you have a full scholarship, and since you live in a church, it shouldn't cost you much. You don't need any money from your family. So, what makes you look like this is not a financial problem. Armand said as he took out a small bottle. He unscrewed the cap and carefully poured some liquid into the cap. Then he said to Joseph, "Do you want some too?
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