Chapter 850 Beyond the Sun King
October 27.
Paris.
The scarlet carpet on St. Michel Avenue extends to the front of St. Michel Square.
The Swiss Guard, wearing a white military uniform with red patterns, stood on both sides of the road with a spear.
Behind them were countless Parisians - on this day, people in Paris had nothing else to do, and almost all gathered here to welcome the prince into the city.
Many people came here two days ago to queue up, and then they got a place to stand.
Even the onlookers who were almost unable to see the situation on the avenue clearly were waiting here in the early morning yesterday.
At ten o'clock in the morning, with the continuous roar of salutes, the crowd began to look excitedly.
On the road in the distance, more than 50 military musicians lined up in a square formation and walked upright with their heads held high.
Behind were dozens of children holding clay pots and spreading the cornflower petals inside on the ground. Then followed the priests from Notre Dame Cathedral and sprinkled holy water around them.
The crowd suddenly burst into a shocking cheer because they saw the figure of His Royal Highness, surrounded by hundreds of personal guards.
Call the time for "Long live the Prince of the Crown Prince", "May God bless His Highness the Crown Prince" and other shouts come one after another. Many people imitated the drum beat of the Guards and beat the copper basin in their hands.
As Joseph slowly moved forward, people on both sides of the road bowed and bowed - this time, unlike before, everyone did not do this because of the prescribed etiquette, but in front of them The young people have unparalleled admiration and worship.
The news of the French victory in Luxembourg has spread throughout the streets and alleys. What people talked about is the victory of the Southern Netherlands, the Italian victory and the Mediterranean Navy.
It has been a long time since the French people celebrated their victory so proudly.
Their Prince Prince led his army to fight almost the entire French surrounding area from east to west.
And, all are victory!
The defeated under the sword of the prince were the powerful countries such as Austria, Prussia and Britain, and of course, they also included small embellishments such as Sardinia, the Netherlands and Bavaria.
This record is hard to match even if it is the Sun King.
How can people not be crazy about it?
In the middle of the Avenue of St. Michel, Archbishop Beaumont was waiting for the prince respectfully. The eight senior sacrificial priests behind him were carrying the holy boxes that filled the remains of Saint Louis - this was a celebration ceremony that would only be used when something extremely great happened.
Joseph's brain hurts by the cheers and gongs around him, but he still waves to the surroundings with energy.
When he came to the front of the holy box and tied the reins, the priest beside him hurriedly reminded him of the ritual steps.
Joseph sighed secretly, silently calculating how many kilometers of carpets were laid on the ground and how much money he would have to spend on flowers on both sides of the road. Then he turned over and dismounted and stepped forward to kiss the iris at the corner of the box. Flower emblem.
Hundreds of personal guards behind him fired guns into the sky together, and the onlookers shouted harder, and their voices were hoarse and they didn't notice it.
Then the prince's ceremonial guard continued.
Joseph finally entered the Louvre and changed into a carriage, and then he let out a long sigh of relief while rubbing his buzzing ears.
But he didn't wait for a long time to rest, because there was a grand celebration over the Palace of Versailles.
In the square of Versailles, Queen Mary saw her son's slightly thin face from afar, and immediately rushed forward regardless of etiquette. Joseph hurriedly bowed and saluted. Before he could stand up, the queen couldn't wait to hug him tightly, then stepped back halfway, looked him up and down, muttering:
"I heard that you were fighting with the Prussians in Luxembourg, shuttled back and forth from the fire of more than a hundred cannons, and even the old guy, the Duke of Brunswick, brought the guards to duel with you...
He quickly smiled and comforted his mother: "Don't listen to their nonsense, it's not that dangerous at all. I was 1 kilometer away when I was closest to the enemy. above. ”
Queen Mary obviously didn't believe it, so she walked towards the main entrance of Versailles with her son's arm, and at the same time she told him in a serious tone that she must not fight so hard on the battlefield in the future.
Louis XVI also wanted to go up and say a few words to his son, but glanced at the crowded nobles around him, lowered his head and followed his wife and children silently.
Joseph walked past the nobles who were welcomed by the way and heard someone talking, "That Prince of Heaven led 20,000 Hussars, and rushed from Werz to Dickish..." "Baron Monmorance, you must have made a mistake. It was 30,000 Hussars." "It was definitely 30,000, I heard that it broke through the ten Prussians in one day Four lines of defense! ”
"It is true. More than 70,000 Prussian soldiers were driven out of the Ur River, and their bodies were blocked even the river water..."
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"Do you know what is the most powerful one? There were more than 200 twelve-pound cannons at that time, oh, maybe eighteen-pound cannons, I can't remember it, but in short, they were ambushing on the way to charge at His Highness. , and then suddenly fired a cannon! "
The young nobleman next to him immediately continued: "As a result, all the shells were flying by His Highness, and none of them could hurt him. In the end, His Highness commanded the cavalry to seize all the cannons... …”
Does of nobles around them were drawing crosses on their chests, "This is really God's manifestation."
"God will always protect the son of God!"
Joseph suddenly wanted to use his toes to pick out three bedrooms and one living room. The person who spread the rumor was not in Hollywood style, but was completely a Bollywood screenwriter...
It was not until he entered the banquet hall that Queen Mary had finished giving advice on safety.
She pulled Joseph down and then showed a mysterious smile: "By the way, my dear, I have the best gift in the world to give you. Well, guess what it is. ? ”
Joseph cooperated and thought carefully: “Is it a strawberry honey cake? ”
Queen Mary smiled and shook the folding fan in her hand: "Camelia told me in the letter that the dessert I sent last time made you worry so much that you couldn't sleep. Let them make cashew nuts for you in the future, she said you I love to eat that. "Oh, let's talk about the gift first. "
"Then, it's a purebred horse..." Joseph shook his head before he finished speaking, "I really can't guess. Just tell me what it is? "
Mr. Mary leaned closer to him, her face full of smug expressions: "It is your favorite, beautiful, dignified, gentle and cute princess.
"I helped you propose to His Majesty Caterina II a few months ago, and she has agreed to marry your granddaughter."
(The end of this chapter)
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