I Am Louis XIV

Mary was stunned, then turned to look at the people around her: "Louis..." She asked weakly: "How come I never knew I was a black person?!"

"Not only are you a black man," Louis quipped, "your brothers, your sisters, your father and mother," he looked around: "No, wait, even half of my father, the respectable teacher , Bishop Mazarin is also a black man!" Mary is his niece, so the bishop can only dye it, otherwise it will be too difficult for Mary's grandmother.

"Merlin!" Mary shouted angrily: "How dare they do this!"

"Why can't they do it, they said..." Louis lowered his head and glanced at the introduction: "The story background of the play is Paris during the Regency period under a historical fiction. It has nothing to do with real history."

"Damn it! Who can't see it? Damn it, Louie, they cast the ugliest black man to play me!"

"I don't look good either," Louis bent down and stared at the screen: "Fortunately it's still white."

"Even those Angsa people wouldn't dare to make you black."

"They shouldn't make you black either." Louis said seriously: "Don't worry, our child has already taken action."

————It is now 2021, and France has had a constitutional monarchy for 179 years.

When Louis woke up, he knew he was just a portrait.

Out of selfish motives, King Luciano I of Italy secretly painted his mother, Marie, while instructing wizards to paint paintings for his father, the titular Duke of Colonna and the de facto Sun King Louis XIV. Mancini painted them together. Originally, the portraits of wizards would "wake up" once the original owner passed away, but maybe it was because Louis XIV never decided to become a wizard. Although he and Marie were in the magic world The contract was not broken, but it took more than a hundred years for his portrait to finally "wake up". When he woke up, Mary also woke up.

Luciano's descendants were very happy to accept this unexpected result - they thought that the portrait would never "wake up". Later, when the French-Bourbon learned about it, they asked the members of the Italian-Bourbon to bring it back to life. This portrait is temporarily loaned to the Palace of Versailles so that the descendants of young Louis and the Duke of Orleans can share the joy of family happiness with this great ancestor.

I just didn't expect that something of such a vile nature would happen to them after they had only been "here" for a few months.

Louis put his arm around Mary's shoulders and almost laughed out loud. Well, it wasn't that he was indifferent - he and Mary both gave blood and received spells at Luciano's invitation, according to their former teacher According to Rong Ke, what he intercepted was the most profound, passionate, and sincere memory and relationship between him and Mary so far, and we all know that the so-called soul is composed of memories and emotions, so here It can still be said that they are two real souls, but they are limited to a brilliant fragment.

The Louis in the portrait no longer has the responsibility to the kingdom and people, and no longer has ties to his family and relatives. He lacks many heavy and dark things. Instead, he is just like the portrait, a real young man, and his character has also changed. Lively and even naughty. Although he was full of attachment and love for Mary, he couldn't help but feel novel and moved when he saw Mary angry about this matter.

"How nice, Mary," he said sincerely. For everything now.

Mary stared at him, and then smiled. There was no longer any diaphragm between her and Louis, and of course there would be no misunderstanding: "But I am still black."

"It doesn't matter, if you want," Louis said, "I'll ask the children to bring some ink, and you can blacken me."

Mary turned her head, she would not do this, she would never hurt her lover, no matter when, where or in any way: "I was laughing at them a few days ago." She said gloomily.

"Elizabeth," Louis said seriously.

Mary lamented. What Louis was talking about was exactly what they saw on the children's computers not long ago - "Anne Boleyn" produced and broadcast by the British Channel 5. Anne Boleyn connects the two Queens of England, that is, The mother of Mary I and Elizabeth I, Anne Boleyn, although not so famous, was also an orthodox queen. She was a beauty with skin as white as snow. She was "honored" to have swollen lips, bulging eyes, and skin like Charred black actress plays…

Oh, just like the unfortunate Mary, Anne Boleyn’s siblings and parents have all become black...

This TV series was rated 1.2 when it first aired. Of course, it was on a ten-point scale. However, it was later forcibly changed to 6.9 by the review platform. The reason was that 91% of the one-point scores did not comply with the scoring rules - ah, this Louis and Marie would not go into details, and given the enmity between England and France, they had a good laugh at the British royal family.

"But from that moment on, we should have guessed that they would not give up easily." Louis said, and he took Mary from one portrait to another, sat down in a portrait depicting a living room, and let Mary leaned on herself, poured her tea, and handed her candied fruits and biscuits.

When Louis was not a portrait, he wondered whether the flowers in the portrait would have fragrance, whether the tea would be delicious, and whether the delicacies would taste like chewing wax. Later, when he became a portrait, he would know that the flowers in the portrait were These foods, flowers and vegetation can be made exactly the same as the real thing. In other words, like the characters in the portrait, they are also magical. They can even add "nutrients" to the characters in the portrait, that is, to maintain their actions and thinking. s things.

Louis didn't know exactly how to make them, but he was surprised that these biscuits could taste exactly the same as his favorite.

"I really can't understand...what on earth are they thinking..." Mary complained while unconsciously biting a piece of biscuit handed by Louis.

"Before, they asked a black person to play the Little Mermaid," Mary said, "and then they asked a brown-skinned person to play Snow White. I thought a black Anne Boleyn was the limit, but I didn't expect they could do more. Too much!"

"There is nothing we can do about it," Louis said slowly: "Otherwise? How will they repay the debts of the fifteen million black people?"

"Fifteen million," Mary turned around: "Is that much?"

"Maybe there are more." Louis said, "Speaking of which, the source of the matter still falls on me."

"That's definitely not your fault!" Mary said decisively, making Louis laugh from the bottom of his heart again: "Well, it's not my fault. I have to say it, and I can only say that I may have changed the history. There is a certain direction.”

"Hmm," Louis thought about it for a moment: "Mary, we have only been awake for a short time." He stroked Mary's fluffy curly hair lovingly: "After we woke up, we hardly left each other for a moment. My dearest good man...," he whispered: "...Look, I can't bear to talk to you about things that have nothing to do with us for the time being, but I can talk to you now - but you need to do something first. thing."

"whats the matter?"

"Sit on my knees so I can hold you," Louis said, and then he immediately jumped into his arms with a warm, soft and adorable ball.

"Okay," Mary said, pretending to be calm, "Just tell me." Although they had been close countless times, sometimes Louis would still make her heart tremble and confused, and she would lean on him tightly. On the shoulders of my lover, waves of happy dizziness swept over me.

"After you... left me, Marie," Louis said, "I was approached by some Indians from America who came to seek help, and who were being cruelly enslaved and massacred by the English."

"You are a kind-hearted king. You must have helped them."

"Yes, I helped them." Louis said: "I originally wanted to get America." He paused: "I even thought, Mary, maybe we can find a peaceful Elysee there. "

"The Elysee is the courtyard that Hades built for his queen," Mary said. "All I need is a little Adros."

"I'm sorry, I thought I could." Louis said, Adros is the island that was transformed from Astraea when Apollo's mother was desperate, like Gaiola. "Destiny always seems intent on mocking those who think they can control it."

"We are all wrong," Mary said softly, "We were all young then, Louis." After a moment of silence, she said, "Let's talk about the Indians."

"Compared to the British, the Indians are much cuter." Louis let go of the topic and continued: "I agreed to their request. The French joined forces with them to drive the British out of America and stopped The slave trade.”

"Ah, I remember seeing a nigger."

"I don't like any slave trade," which is why he insisted on incorporating the inner world into the outer world, "nor do I accept any form of slavery. The British were driven out of America, but they have tasted the trade and How could the benefits of enslaving black people be given up so easily? So, Mary, they came to Africa, the hometown of black people. Although the geographical conditions in Africa are not as good as America, they can still grow cotton, wheat and mine minerals. Anyway, they are not the ones enduring torture and death threats in the scorching sun and caves. I said before that there were 15 million people, which may be less, because the demise of many tribes has not been recorded, and they may also have concealed part of the mines. And the slave roster of the saltworks, so the total number may be doubled or several times."

"But what does this have to do with France and us?"

"This is the root of the problem," Louis said: "The British constitutional monarchy was finally established even later than France. How did the Stuart dynasty, which had been crumbling since the time of Charles II, put their rule What continues," he said lightly: "Of course it is profit. The flesh and blood that the king exploited from the black slaves was distributed by him to the ministers and people who were willing to support him. It was a carnival," he witnessed with his own eyes: " Except for the Irish who migrated to America, almost every Angsa person has received a reward. It can be said that in the next two hundred years, if it were not for the black people in Africa, Britain would have completely reduced to a second- and third-rate country, and they are worried That way, we need to bow our knees to France.”

"But you also know that some things are as irreversible as a river, and as irreversible as time." Louis shook Mary's petite shoulders: "Africa belongs to black people after all, and the Angsa people are not willing to leave them. The territory went to a strange place, and they were only willing to enjoy the wealth brought by the New World. Therefore, from beginning to end, the number of white people in Africa was only one percent or even less than that of black people. In order to ensure that their rule would not be shaken, they formulated a Brutal colonial laws, while trying to fool and control black people as much as possible..."

As he said that, he suddenly showed a naughty look: "Do you know what I did? Mary?

He said happily: "I was already old at that time and was about to go to see God, but I was still willing to pity those poor black slaves, so... I tried to bribe some Irish people to buy the black slaves. slaves, and then teach them to read, write, and understand affairs, and even allow them to study in America."

It’s endless, I accidentally posted it, I finished it at 9pm.