Chapter 105 Grevi's Accident
The Chamber of Deputies in the Bourbon Palace is always noisy, with occasional spit and pieces of paper flying in the air.
Republicans took turns delivering impassioned speeches on the podium. They supported Joffre to continue serving as the commander-in-chief of the French army without holding him accountable, even though Joffre's so-called "Plan 17" had been proven to be a serious mistake due to the casualties of hundreds of thousands of French soldiers.
"At least now Joffre is winning the war!" Jameson said on the podium. "Our army is moving towards victory step by step. Can we replace a commander-in-chief who is winning the war? Or hold him accountable for his mistakes and responsibilities, which is likely to affect morale and trigger a series of tragedies!"
There was an immediate booing from below, with opponents coming from both the left and the right, and the opposition from the left was even more intense.
The right wing opposes the entire Republican Party. They oppose anything the Republican Party supports, even if it has nothing to do with them who becomes the commander-in-chief.
There are many political parties within the left wing; they are not a whole and they oppose each other, otherwise there would be no right wing.
Grevi sat at the side and watched the farce, leaning lightly on the armrest with his black knight's hat between his fingers. He thought it was a meaningless argument and he didn't want to get involved.
At this time, a congressman came in from outside. He found Grevi, bent down, and whispered something in his ear.
Grevi's face darkened, with surprise and confusion in his eyes, as well as a hint of subtle surprise.
He hesitated for a moment, whispered a few words to the congressman, put on his hat, grabbed his cane, and left.
Armand was happily leading the royalist MPs to rush to the stage to make a noise. Armand liked such occasions and he even felt that he was born for it.
Turning his head, he saw Grevi's back as he hurried out. Armand quickly told him to pick up his coat and followed him out.
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Outside the Bourbon Palace, Armand finally caught up with Grevy after jogging all the way.
"What happened?" Armand asked, "We are discussing whether to replace the great commander-in-chief of France!"
What this means is, what could be more important than this!
Grevi just whispered back, "Charles is back!"
Armand paused, OK! This is indeed more important than the commander-in-chief!
The two hurriedly got into the carriage, and Armand couldn't wait to ask, "How did he get back?"
"We didn't count the British!" Grevy replied expressionlessly, "They were the ones who rescued Charles!"
Armand nodded. The British, as a member of the Allied Powers, certainly did not want to see Charles fall into the hands of the Germans. This would be a disaster for the Allied Powers.
"Brad Manor!" Grevi told the address to the coachman in front.
Armand looked surprised: "Go to my manor? You knew I would follow you?"
Grevi shook his head: "It doesn't seem to matter much if you don't come out!"
Armand acquiesced to this with a smile. Every time there was a meeting at the manor, he seemed to just listen in, without providing any useful suggestions or expressing any opinions.
This small-scale family conspiracy did not excite Armand, just as having only one woman in bed would make him feel deeply bored.
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Blyde Manor was as quiet as usual, but the two people waiting in the living room were anxious.
Francis paced back and forth. Although Nicholas was sitting on the sofa and trying to remain calm, his eyes were uncontrollably looking out the window.
But neither of them discussed it with each other. They both knew that the other could not solve their problems, and they were not even the same kind of people.
After a lot of effort, the carriage drove into the manor with the sound of hooves, and slowly stopped in front of the door under their expectant gazes. Grevi and Armand got off the carriage and walked up the steps, chatting and laughing.
The servant opened the door in advance, and Grevi stepped in. He took off his hat and handed it to the servant while apologizing elegantly: "Sorry for the long wait, gentlemen!"
Armand went straight to the wine cabinet as soon as he entered the room, poured two glasses of wine skillfully, drank a few sips greedily, and then handed a glass to Grevi who was sitting on the sofa.
Grevi took the glass and shook it gently, letting the red wine swirl in the goblet. He liked the feeling of being in control. However, things seemed to be off track.
"Charles is back!" This was Francis' first words, and his eyes turned to the Little Journal on the table.
"Speaking of things I do not know!" Greve did not even glance at the Little Journal.
Grevy understood the whole process, but there were two points that he did not expect:
One is the huge energy that Charles unleashed.
Grevy originally thought that Antwerp would compromise under the pressure of the German army and eventually have to hand over Charles.
But the fact is that the whole of Antwerp cheered for Charles' success, while the powerful German army was defeated and even had deserters.
Second, Charles was able to escape from house arrest.
Although this could be considered luck, since even Charles himself didn't know that the British would rescue him.
But in Grevy's eyes this was not luck.
Because, if Charles was just an ordinary person, if he didn't have the power to decide the outcome of the war, the British wouldn't even bother to look at him.
Therefore, this is also a reflection of Charles' strength. He has become the key to victory or defeat for major countries and even the two major alliances!
incredible!
One person could actually move the most powerful countries in the world. A month ago, Grevi would never have believed it, but now it is true.
Francis thought Greve had read the newspaper, so he directly stated his question: "Mr. Greve, the conscription office has drafted Pierre!"
"Who is Pierre?" Armand raised his chin and asked Francis curiously.
"My son!" Francis replied. "You have seen him!"
Armand had an impression of it as soon as he was reminded. He raised his hand to recall: "When we bought the industrial property rights of the tank!"
"Yes, it's him!" Francis said with some surprise on his face.
But then there was no sound.
Grevy always remembered Pierre, but he was not interested, and to say a word about him would be an insult.
Grevy remembered that it was Charles whom he met that day.
He somewhat regretted that he should have tried harder to make friends with Charles at that time.
What a great opportunity! He could give Charles a lot of money, try to cooperate with Charles, and even have Charles work for him... Charles was penniless at the time, and it would be easy for him to get lost in the money and use it for his own benefit.
However, at that time, Grevi only shook hands with Charles and then focused all his attention on the tank industrial property rights.
How stupid is this?!
Grevy regretted it deeply. Why did he naively think that it was just an idea that Charles happened to come up with? He thought that Charles would not have any new inventions or new ideas! He even did not discover his military talent!
He missed a great opportunity, and now it is difficult for him to even meet Charles.
Francis hesitated and said, "I hope you can help Pierre. He is not cut out to be a soldier. This will kill him..."
Grevi interrupted Francis impatiently: "If you came here for this, you can go back now!"
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