I Am Louis XIV
Chapter 29: The Ugly But Real Streets of Paris
Coincidentally, Sebastian's friend had a lover on Turbig Street whose father was a stubborn and violent man, so Sebastian's friend had to sneak across The little alley went to date her, so he immediately knew where the prince was when he heard what the prince's servant said, "It's just that you can't ride a horse in that kind of alley," he said awkwardly: "Even walking, it's very embarrassing. "
"Then we won't ride on horses," said the king. Then he swung his dagger, tore up his horse clothes, and wrapped them in soft and beautiful square shoes. They were going to fight. Look at the bazaars that have been "cleaned", and know how terrible the streets and alleys are cut off from the king's sight.
The Musketeers followed suit, and their horses were handed over to the mayor, and Sebastian and his friends were spared the trouble by wearing boots, the King's eyes on their light sorrel shoulder straps. He stopped for a while, "Are you the officers of the Kong Dai Army?"
"Not at all, Your Majesty." Sebastian Vauban said proudly, "I am still a trainee officer. I came to Paris to accept the award and the position of officer because I was appreciated by the Prince."
His friend glanced uneasily at the king.
Louis smiled: "I swear that the Prince of Condé would be very willing to give you this position," he said: "You, and your friends, you will not only be rewarded by the Prince for your bravery, but also by me. As I said before, I will give each lad five louis d'or, and so will you."
Sebastian's friend squirmed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but at this moment, they had to start, so he had to lead the noble man and the musketeers into the nearest alley in a dejected manner. .
Everything was just as Louis expected, where the king couldn't see it, it was full of filth and unbearable—the road of the Red Children's Market was just flat dirt, but here there were only mud and potholes, and the potholes were full of black water. The unidentifiable waste is the raised hills in the swamp, on which maggots and flies dance carnivally all day long, and all kinds of odors are constantly pouring into their noses, the most is of course the hot smell of fermented feces, and there are also dry The musty smell of meat, or the sour smell of cheese, the slimy smell of pickled and retorted fur, the chilling, straight smell of dead cats and dogs... They were passing through a In the open courtyard, I saw a woman with a big belly squatting on a pile of coal ash. She numbly looked at every man passing by in front of her eyes. She continued to give birth without any concealment. A baby fell out of her skirt. With a bang, a lot of dust was raised.
She glanced down, lifted her skirt, and just dropped the baby in the soot and went on to her job of washing clothes in the piss.
Sebastian almost rushed over, but his friend stopped him and shook his head to indicate that they had more important things to do.
Louis can only write down this matter, it is not impossible for him to give the woman some money, but he also knows very well that those dark windows seem to say that the room is empty, but there are many hungry mobs here, they It was only because the king and his party were dressed brightly and wore muskets and short swords, but if he took out the gold coins, he would ignite the fuse leading to crime. He knew how terrible the people were when they were crazy. Sometimes they themselves don't know what they are doing and are completely dominated by impulse.
Fortunately, this small alley is often walked by Sebastian's friends, although it is indeed dirty, rugged and narrow - the widest place only allows two slender women to pass by face to face, the narrowest The places where the musketeers raised their hands and moved sideways. Every house was covered, and the upper floors directly protruded several feet from the lower walls, facing the roadway floor, covering almost all the buildings. Light—you can see the scene in the room from the gaps in the sparse wooden boards. There are traces of scorching and water infiltration, as well as holes dug out on purpose. Below is a pile of feces with a long history. made his private toilet.
This kind of cover varies in height, even Louis has to lower his head at the lowest place, and they can only raise their heads at the highest place.
The only good thing is that they saved a lot of time. In just a few minutes, they came to the place where Prince Condé had an accident. The prince's carriage was lying on the street, the bridle was loose, and there were no horses. Sebatisian's sharp eyes Sweeping across the street, he immediately pointed out where the prince might be. The musketeer officer was not willing to believe him, but Sebatisian argued that it was because of his extraordinary talent in barricade tactics that he was seen by his superiors. Among them, and thus recommended it to the Prince of Condé, he knew at a glance that the carriage was deliberately overturned, and it may be that the Prince of Condé used it as a protective barrier-there are obvious musket bullets passing through the carriage and He had seen the cracked marks countless times in Lorraine.
And the traces left by these bullets are almost concentrated on the left side of the carriage, that is to say, the prince must be hiding on the right side. On the right side are a tavern, antique shop and collar shop. He chose the antique shop without hesitation. . "But how do you know that the prince is in the antique shop?" asked the king.
"That is inevitable," Sebastian said, "If it were me, I would also choose an antique shop. Your Majesty, the prince is a brave warrior. In addition to jewelry that ladies like, antique shops also have shorts that men like. Sword and armor, he can arm himself at once."
Sebatisian's conjecture was correct. As soon as they rushed into the store, they saw Prince Condé holding a small shield and a rapier, confronting the three assassins at the same time.
The reason why the Duchess of Montpensier is so obsessed with the prince is not without reason. He is in the best age of a man, and he has fought for France for twelve years. His long military life has given him a healthy body Fearless and fearless, he had a broad forehead, black curls that fell over his shoulders, eyes that glowed with rage, and teeth that were neat and white, set tightly together, but with each swing of the sword there was a lion's roar .
Because they were too close, the king did not order the musketeers to shoot, but drew out their swords to talk to the assassins. The musketeers were strong and brave young men, and the two helpers who volunteered also They didn't show any weakness, but the small and messy shop restricted their performance. Sebastian and his friends helped the prince at the king's signal, and the others went to help the other two.
Seeing that the prince had so many helpers, the faces of the assassins immediately showed signs of shrinking. Prince Condé showed courage many times that of a pampered man. Even if his enemy escaped, he would still pursue him. went up, and thrust his sword into his back himself, and then turned to fight side by side with the two officers who obviously belonged to the Legion of Condé.
Almost all the shelves in the antique shop were knocked down by them. At first it was the prince to delay the pursuers, and later it was the assassins who wanted to get rid of the entanglement of the musketeers. They were used as armor and murder weapons, and there were endless sounds of rattles and bangs. There were only two musketeers standing beside the king, watching the surroundings vigilantly. Although it was a pity that they could not let His Majesty see their excellent skills and strength, It is also a great honor to be able to protect the king.
When they saw Prince Condé walking towards the king with a sword in hand, they immediately put their hands on the musket and sword hilt that threatened him. Prince Condé seemed to realize something, and he threw the weapon on the fell to the ground, and knelt down before the king.
The king held out his hand, and he kissed it immediately.
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