"...From the long history stretching from the Ancient Roman Republic to the 19th century, never have we experienced a period as prosperous as today. Countless knowledge awaits our exploration, technological progress leads us to new heights, and we have reason to believe that the dreams of the sages will be fulfilled through the efforts of our generation and the next.
However, amid the waves of technological advancent, a monster is being nurtured in the shadows, feeding on the flesh and blood of France, stirring up one financial storm after another. They shalessly exploit the French people’s passion for the nation’s industry, peddling batch after batch of inferior bonds, recklessly trampling the simple and kind French compatriots, stripping them to the last. They despise honesty, exalt deceit, they are incredibly stingy yet insatiably greedy...
These bugs entrenched in France wish to drain every drop of blood from people and smash every bone. To safeguard their interests, they corrupt batches of upright French bureaucrats with money, turning them into their lackeys! Under their corruption, society has lost virtues like morality, honesty, integrity, and devotion; society becos rife with evil because of them.
They are a group of devils incarnate, dressed in refined attire, they are the emperors of the stock exchange...
Who are they? They are the financial Jews led by the Rothschild Clan, colluding with foreign forces in Vienna, London, and Frankfurt, attempting to destroy the entire French Republic...
I implore every conscientious French citizen to stand up and take action to stop these worms attempting to destroy France. We must reclaim virtue and integrity from their hands, let evil dissipate within the Republic.
Save France!"
Under the relentless assault of newspapers and pamphlets, all Parisians ca to recognize Baron Jas Rothschild.
Indignant patriots gathered at intersections, hoisting banners reading "Down with the Rothschild Financial Aristocracy," led by the hidden Bonaparte Faction among the crowd, they marched from the Bastille to the residence of Jas Rothschild.
The police, usually eager to deploy at the slightest disturbance, seed to have collectively disappeared, with no sign of them for a long ti. Thousands of Parisian citizens encircled the residence of Jas Rothschild, leaving no gap.
If not for a contingent of ard guards inside the residence, and the fact that the hidden Bonaparte Faction didn’t continue to incite but instead cald the Parisians, the restless Parisians would have long stord into Jas Rothschild’s residence and smashed it to pieces.
Inside the mansion, Jas Rothschild gazed at the clusters of Parisians crowding outside the fence with a grim expression. He suddenly realized he had underestimated Jero Bonaparte.
Who would have thought that this bastard would really dare to incite public opinion to confront him.
There was a knock on the door, and the baron’s steward entered Jas Rothschild’s room.
"Sir... perhaps we should leave Paris for now!" The loyal baron’s steward, at this mont, also had a notion of retreat; he did not wish for his master to perish in Paris.
"Retreat? Retreat to where? Would they just let retreat like that?" Jas Rothschild sneered, pointing at the Parisians, "Once I entertain the thought of retreat, those mobs will never let off! The clown in the Elysee Palace won’t either!"
"Then... Sir... perhaps we should seek help from the Elysee Palace!..." The baron’s steward stamred, suggesting to Baron Jas Rothschild.
"Surrender to that bastard? Dream on!" Baron Jas Rothschild roared, "Back when I was in Paris, that bastard was still in Italy eating dirt! Now he actually wants to ride on top of !"
The baron’s steward was dumbfounded, knowing the battle between his master Jas Rothschild and President Jero Bonaparte must end with one of them falling.
The current situation was sowhat disadvantageous for his master.
"You go to the bank headquarters now and order them to sell a portion of French governnt bonds!" Jas Rothschild commanded the baron’s steward.
"Sir, doing so would destabilize the French financial market, which is not beneficial for us!" The baron’s steward cautiously advised Jas Rothschild to abandon the action.
"Just do as you’re told! What’s with all the nonsense?" Jas Rothschild, annoyed, waved his hand to order.
"Yes!" The baron’s steward had no choice but to follow Jas Rothschild’s orders and prepare to secretly head to the bank headquarters.
Before the baron’s steward could step out of the mansion door, he was intercepted by two n in well-fitted suits with stern expressions.
"Who are you?" The baron’s steward asked, puzzled, looking at the pair.
"We are judicial police from the Supre Court, ordered by Minister of Justice Eugène Roué to summon Mr. Jas Rothschild!" said the expressionless judicial police, taking out a docunt stamped with the Minister of Justice’s seal and placing it before the baron’s steward.
"Then can I leave?" The Baron’s steward pointed to the door and asked the judicial police.
"No way! You must stay honestly in the mansion!" The judicial police flatly refused the Baron’s steward’s request.
The Baron’s steward, unable to leave, could only return to the mansion to report the arrival of the judicial police to Jas Rothschild.
"Damn it!" Jas Rothschild cursed angrily.
As the saying goes, when it rains, it pours; bad news reached Jas Rothschild’s ears one after another.
First ca the arrival of the judicial police, then the army stationed around Jas Rothschild’s residence under the pretext of protection.
Of course, this ostentatious display was protested by Jas Rothschild, but those soldiers obviously wouldn’t heed Jas Rothschild’s protest; they were only following the orders of the Minister of War to be stationed there.
Imdiately after, Jas Rothschild received letters from the Minister of Finance, Achille Fuld, and the Minister of Railways, Mornay, which regretfully inford him that due to the Rothschild Clan’s use of money to corrupt the Ministry of Railways and the Ministry of Finance, the President had no choice but to announce a "cleanup" of the French Governnt, with the Ministry of Railways and the Ministry of Finance evidently among those being cleaned up.
The Northern Railway Company, owned by Rothschild Bank, and Rothschild Bank itself would face financial investigation and rectification, hoping Rothschild Bank could cooperate with the governnt’s work to resu operations as soon as possible, and so on.
"Those damned guys!" Jas Rothschild gritted his teeth and roared angrily, knowing that Jero Bonaparte was showing his "muscle" to him.
"Sir, we should still..." the Baron’s steward quietly suggested again, knowing that Baron Jas Rothschild had lost this battle from the start. To be exact, the unprepared Baron Jas Rothschild had beco a warning example to others by Jero Bonaparte.
A series of actions unmistakably indicated that Jero Bonaparte had long devised a strategy to deal with the Rothschild Clan; otherwise, how could their actions be so swift?
It should be noted that the France Branch of Rothschild Bank was not solely Jas Rothschild’s bank; once other shareholders within the bank united, coupled with family insiders doing nothing, the company that Jas Rothschild painstakingly founded might very well dismiss him.
"Wait a little longer!" Baron Jas Rothschild said coldly.
Jas Rothschild believed that once negative news about the Rothschild erged, the French Stock Exchange would inevitably be affected to so extent, just waiting for bonds to show signs of decline in the French Stock Exchange, those holding bonds would wailingly invite him back.
While Jas Rothschild was anxiously waiting for news from the Paris Stock Exchange, Jero Bonaparte in the Elysee Palace was also not idle.
He summoned the Minister of the Navy, Deco, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, De Luy, and the Minister of Finance, Achille Fuld, into the Elysee Palace and was inquiring about the situation at the Paris Stock Exchange and in the Near East.
"Minister Fuld, how is the situation on the exchange now? Are our national debts still stable?" Jero Bonaparte asked Minister Fuld.
"Mr. President, the overall trend of the exchange is still stable!" Achille Fuld responded: "However, with the outbreak of the Rothschild Clan’s problems, the exchange’s bonds will show large-scale fluctuations!"
Jero Bonaparte gently tapped the desk, thought for a long ti, and replied, "Is there a solution?"
"Yes!" Achille Fuld responded to Jero Bonaparte: "France needs good news; this way, we can revive it!"
Using France’s victory to maintain the price of French bonds is indeed a good solution.
Jero Bonaparte turned his gaze to the Minister of Foreign Affairs, De Ties, and with a smile asked, "Minister, I wonder if the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has any exciting news!"
Having once served as the French ambassador to London, De Luy hesitated briefly before saying, "Mr. President, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is negotiating with the United Kingdom regarding the issue of Christians in the Near East. We hope to suggest to the UK an alliance to curb the Russian Empire’s wolfish ambitions!"
"Excellent!" Jero Bonaparte applauded De Ties and then asked Achille Fuld, "Minister Fuld, can this news help revive the French bonds?"
"If the UK indeed has alliance intentions, I believe the French bonds will definitely revive! However..."
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