I Am the Crown Prince in France

Chapter 250 The blood talents of the people in the old area (Added update for R_island helmsman)

"Humph, this woman lacks manners!"

Queen Mary placed the silver spoon heavily on the table and chewed the cherry frosted cake in her mouth. She felt that even her favorite cake no longer tasted good.

The good mood she had enjoyed chatting with the Count Artois at noon was ruined by Madame Adelaide's visit.

The queen whispered angrily:

"Hmph! Why does that old princess who can't get married have any say in French government affairs?"

Yes, Madame Adelaide was one of the people she disliked the most in the Palace of Versailles - the former once wanted to manipulate her into a palace fight with Madame Du Barry when she first married into the Palace of Versailles. It made her very uncomfortable.

In fact, Joseph also knew that Mrs. Adelaide was the first person to call the queen "Austria's cousin" secretly.

With her assisting the old noble god, she can completely offset the efforts of Count Artois in opposing the abolition of noble privileges.

…

Provence.

Nice.

A middle-aged man wearing a black short coat and gray cotton trousers stood on the fishmonger's trolley, waving his hands and shouting angrily:

"Who on earth moved away the grain reserves that His Majesty the King prepared for us? It is precisely because of the lack of those grains that the price of bread in the city has more than doubled!

“What do those black-hearted guys want to do?

"They want to murder us!"

The food shortage had just passed, and many people had lost relatives and friends at that time. When they heard his words, they immediately stopped and listened with frowns.

The middle-aged man continued:

“Perhaps everyone has seen those messages.

"Yes, the names on that deck of cards - the Duke of Seville, the Count of Serurier, the Duke of Dulfo, the Duke of Mouchy... they are the ones who used despicable means to steal the food from the granary, and then watched helplessly Watch us starve to death!”

This speaker was brought to Nice by Mirabeau.

Joseph had not announced Mono's private transfer order and messed up the grain storage, and he had not even asked anyone to arrest Mono so far, just to put this blame on a more important target.

Moreover, the Parisians received news that the riots in the south had not completely subsided - because Joseph needed this unquiet momentum to continue and needed a directed "riot."

As for the "blame" evidence, it doesn't matter at all.

People just need an outlet to vent their anger, and they don't care about any evidence. If those in the Council of Dignitaries wanted to defend themselves, they could come one by one in the southern provinces. With the current level of information dissemination, even if they can produce conclusive evidence, it will take half a year to explain it to everyone.

What's more, they have no evidence of self-examination.

This is the convenience of mastering public opinion. In the past, the great nobles headed by the Duke of Orleans used public opinion weapons to smear the royal family all day long. Now it is time for them to have a taste of being slandered.

Joseph knew very well that he could not bring down so many great nobles at once. Even like Duke Musi, it would be very difficult to bring down one.

But this is France.

Which weapon here is the most powerful?

There is no doubt that it is a street riot, a collective demonstration by citizens! The blood talents of the people in the old district are no joke, they are terrifying monsters that can swallow even the king!

As long as this big killing weapon is used, the Dukes of Mouchy and Duke Dulfo will be as fragile as paper.

Even a top noble like the Duke of Orleans can be easily torn to pieces!

Of course, Joseph knew better that if this big killer weapon could not be controlled, it would bring terrible backlash.

Therefore, he has been committed to focusing the "monsters" within a limited range from the beginning, and at the same time, the "monsters" are all led by his own people.

Even the people who took the blame afterwards were ready.

This is to ensure that the "monster" can disappear immediately after the target is targeted.

The citizens who were watching the man in the black coat immediately started talking in low voices:

"What are the 'playing cards' this gentleman is talking about?"

A young man immediately took out a pamphlet from his pocket and turned to the first page:

"Ah? Don't you even know this? Look, this is it!"

Everyone looked around and saw neatly painted playing cards, with a simple portrait on each card and a name underneath.

The first one is the Duke of Mouchy, followed by the Count of Serurier...

There are 52 cards in total, covering all the high-level officials of the dignitary meeting.

Joseph arranged this in order to concentrate people's anger as much as possible. As long as all the people on the poker cards are blown up, the demonstrators will naturally disperse because they have lost their target.

Speaking of which, the cool operation invented by later generations of Americans is really convenient to use.

An old man onlookers pointed at the pamphlet and loudly said to the middle-aged man giving the speech:

"Did they really take away the food reserves?"

"It's them!" the latter clenched his fists tightly. "They stole all the food into their own manor!"

Someone else raised a question:

"But why do they do this?"

"Money, it's all about money!" The speaker in the black coat pointed eastward, "They steal the grain reserves, and the price of bread in the city will rise due to the lack of grain. At this time, they will sell the grain at a high price. You can earn more than twice as much as you want!

"The lives of you, me and all the poor people have become jingling silver coins in their hands!"

The old man thought of his wife who had starved to death, his eyes suddenly blurred with tears, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"These guys deserve to go to hell! I, I want revenge on them!"

Many people around also thought of their deceased relatives at home, and immediately roared:

"Hang those devils!"

"Revenge them!"

"Make those damn guys pay!"

The speaker standing on the trolley did not expect that it would go so smoothly. He had prepared a speech for nearly an hour later, but it seemed that none of it was used.

He immediately waved vigorously and pointed at Duke Dulfo's manor:

"Let's go! Let's go find that devil to settle accounts!"

The police intelligence agent who had been waiting not far away heard this and winked at the scarred face next to him.

The latter immediately smiled and nodded, led more than 20 young men to the front of the crowd, and shouted:

"I know the way! Everyone, follow me!"

The sense of conformity drove hundreds of people to follow him. There were other speakers along the way calling on citizens to join, and soon there was a flood of thousands of people.

The previous speaker in the black coat took a few sips from the water glass handed to him by his companion, and was about to rush to the next location to continue inciting the citizens.

The few policemen standing further away had already been "admonished" by the secret police and had no intention of coming over to meddle in other people's business.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, a huge crowd surrounded the manor of Duke Dulfo.

The guards of the manor tremblingly pointed their guns at the angry citizens, until the housekeeper nervously pushed the door open and negotiated with the leader, Scarface.

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