“The screams of flies on the stage are very unpleasant.”

"You are citing comments from Dushen's newspaper, I agree!"

"Add me one, agree!"

"We should find a time to clear it!"

“When will the uprising take place?”

"Damn Eber, this is not a place to talk about such topics."

The discussions between the Eber Party and its allies were stopped by Prosecutor General Shaomet.

…

"De Muran did not attend the assembly at Jacobin Monastery yesterday."

"Yeah, he is busy with the speeches of the Cordelier Club. Another thing, please correct your wording, the Jacobin Monastery should be called the Jacobin Revolutionary Society."

"The credit of the Cordelier Club? The sage Mara has now become a meeting place for the garbage. Sad!"

"Yes, the angry son of the people will roll in the grave!"

“We will also enter the grave.”

"Maybe, but all the garbage must be removed in advance!"

The Big Three were also talking about it, Saint Just led to the topic, and Cudon was answering. Robespierre sat upright, silent, and his younger brother, Robespierre, leaned against him.

…

"What's going on? The new chairman has too much nonsense."

"Oh, this is trying to win over the relationship with Balas, it's normal."

"I despise the rich and lustful nobleman Balas."

"The same is true for our comrade Dandong. But it should be noted that it doesn't matter to despise the declining nobleman, but don't underestimate him, let alone offend him."

"Why?"

"Because of Balas' status, Fred, Talian, Barrell and Fouche are all his allies, and General Shanyue is also his favorite disciple. Of course, there are more inside stories that we don't know."

The tolerant De La Croix was dissatisfied with not being able to obtain the position of president of the parliament, and Phillipo whispered his comrades.

Talian, one of the leaders of the Paris Commune during the Revolution, and the main representative of the Remote Party. Born in Paris, his political career began when he participated in the Uprising on August 10, 1792. The secretary of the Paris Commune and a member of the National Council. He was a radical mountaineering faction. He was sent by the Public Security Commission to the southwest to form a revolutionary army and then went to Bordeaux to quell the rebellion. In Bordeaux, he lived a debaux and was luxurious. He met Cabaruth and became his lover. But at the beginning of the year, after he was recalled to Paris, because Cabaruth was arrested as a former marquis, he turned against the three giants and had a good personal relationship with Balas.

…

"Ruocrat, what did you do when you ran to De Muran's house yesterday?"

“Send money.”

"When did you become so honest and honest?"

"Oh, he was influenced by Chairman Dandong."

"Wrong, Dandong is the former chairman."

"Shh! Sigh yourself and be careful that the guy who took your money yesterday rambled the bell."

On the Plain Party, several fat guys leaned against each other and talked unscrupulously. Several times, due to the high volume, it caused others to roll their eyes.

Balas and his comrades were not idle either, Talian and Barrel were laughing at the depressed Fred.

"Fred, is the Countess comfortable in his bed?" This was Barrell's strange voice.

"Of course I feel comfortable. When Fred left Paris, at least three kind-hearted men were helping the countess to press the bed. Fouche seemed to have been to Calais before he arrived." Talian was a little jealous because his lover, Kabaros, was imprisoned in prison by the Revolutionary Court under the Public Security Commission, and he was not allowed to approach him.

"This is a vicious attack!" Fred murmured, and turned around with dissatisfaction to ask for help from Balas: "Hey, comrade member, why don't you talk to me? And you, my general, are the good things you have made up for me? Everyone is looking forward to it?"

Andrew blushed and looked at the instructor. The instructor did not speak, but just pouted at the front desk and signaled the commissioner to speak in a low voice.

"What's the good thing?" Talian asked with great concern and gave up on Fred's attack.

"Yeah, don't tell me! Go and ask the person involved, Barrell knows it." Fred began to act obediently.

Barras didn't speak, and Andrew didn't say anything, so Talian asked Barrel, who was forced to tell the story briefly.

"Damn guy, I want to be a witness!" Talian was very excited and almost stood up, but was pulled by the quick-eyed and quick-handed Balas.

"I want to be!" Barrell snatched.

"It's mine" Fred is not showing any weakness.

"Shh! Don't fight, the new chairman's words are finished." Balas interjected, because he saw Speaker De Muran touching the ink bottle at hand. This small, undetected action was clearly observed by Balas, which means that the Speaker's speech and actions were about to end.

“…

Finally, let us welcome the arrival of General Shanyue with warm applause again."

De Muran's speech finally ended, and everyone responded to his call, applauding desperately.

"Andrew! Andrew!" This was the Eberists cheering, and the revolutionary masses upstairs were also echoing.

"Please stand up, General Andrew." This is the Plains people shouting, and the tolerants are supporting them.

The three giants sat very peacefully, slapped their hands gently, but did not speak.

"The steps are very high." Andrew stood up at the call, but said to himself as he faced the stairs leading to the podium.

"Yeah, it's a bit like a guillotine." Fred was answered, and he was severely criticized by the comrades around him.

"Hehe, you should learn it." This low voice came from an inconspicuous corner, above the heads of the parliamentarians. Among the revolutionary masses was an old man in ordinary clothes, who was sinisterly cursing the general. He was a nobleman and noble Duke.

Andrew, who struggled to walk up the towering podium, was unexpectedly warmly embraced by Chairman De Muran for a long time. This scene made Balas very jealous. He was very vigilant and knew that such actions meant that the tolerant faction was preparing to win over his disciples and son-in-law. Others were calling him shameless. That was many days ago, among the calls for strong sanctions for butchers at the Paris club's gathering, he was the one who jumped out to support the reward of Andrew in the vote of the National Convention. However, the speaker, who was solemn and solemn, condescending to the nobles, actually ran off the rostrum and personally welcomed the arrival of General Shanyue.

The flattered Andrew walked to the center of the podium with the earnest accompanying the Speaker. At De Muran's signal, the young general blushed and frequently waved his arms to the crowd around him. When he was a little tired, De Muran turned his head and said to Andrew: "According to the practice of the National Convention, citizens of Andrew must make a statement before they receive the title of honorary MP, and then accept questions from the MPs. This is just a simple question similar to the nature of an interview. Is it OK?"
Chapter completed!