"General Canrobert, I have said! The army should avoid politics as much as possible! Didn’t you understand?"
Shang Jia’nie gazed coldly at the more than 40-year-old Major General. Had it not been for the opportunity he provided, Canrobert would not have reached his current status.
After all, he was just a dog of Bonaparte, daring to put on airs in front of him.
"I think..." Canrobert looked around and said assuredly, "The President is not a politician; he is the leader of the Republic and the supre commander of the army! We can only build a better army by maintaining regular contact with the supre commander!"
"I think General Canrobert is right!" Pello imdiately supported General Canrobert, being in the sa camp.
Not only Pello, but so National Guard legion commanders leaning towards the President also nodded slightly, agreeing with Jero Bonaparte’s words.
Shang Jia’nie’s worst fear was happening. If even the National Guard was won over by them, as the highest administrative officer of the Seine Province, he would have no choice but to submit to his fate.
Years of military life had taught Shang Jia’nie how to control his subordinates. In the military, obedience is paramount. He just needed to express his stance and use his rank to ensure their compliance.
The rest would depend on whether Thiers could lend him a helping hand.
"I don’t want to explore whether the President is a political figure!" Shang Jia’nie decided to use his advantage to make them obey: "As the commander of the National Guard and the Garrison of the Seine Province, I issue an order: from now on, no one is allowed to leave the barracks without my approval, or face military justice!"
With these words, everyone’s face turned pale.
Even Brigadier General Norman looked at Shang Jia’nie with astonishnt; Commander Shang Jia’nie’s orders were truly shocking.
If not handled well, Shang Jia’nie might provoke a backlash from the army, leading to total disaster.
"Did you understand?" Shang Jia’nie sternly asked everyone present.
The people in the operations eting did not respond to Shang Jia’nie.
"I’ll say it again, did you hear clearly?" Shang Jia’nie’s tone was even more severe the second ti, and his voice was increasingly loud.
"Understood!" This ti, there were finally a few scattered responses.
"Very well!" Shang Jia’nie nodded satisfactorily and waved his hand, saying, "Today’s eting is over! It’s late now; you should go back and rest!"
Shang Jia’nie turned and disappeared into the darkness, and the National Guard legion commanders also left one after another.
Canrobert and Pello frowned and fell into deep thought.
After a while, Major General Canrobert called Brigadier General Pello. After leaving the operations eting, the two rode away.
"What should we do now? That old undying Shang Jia’nie is clearly suppressing us with authority!" Pello spoke without any respect as Shang Jia’nie had already turned hostile.
"Don’t rush!" The cunning moonlight shone on Canrobert’s slightly receding hairline as he spoke seriously, "We just need to control the army; the rest can be left to His Majesty and the Minister. Shang Jia’nie can suppress us with his position, but naturally, there are others who can suppress him. Besides, Shang Jia’nie cannot dismiss us."
Although Shang Jia’nie was the Commander of the National Guard and the Garrison of the Seine Province, his rank was only equal to Canrobert and Pello’s.
To dismiss Canrobert and Pello, the order must co from the Ministry of War, which was under the control of the President.
Under the moon’s glow, Canrobert and Pello headed back to their station.
...
The next morning at 9 o’clock.
Jero Bonaparte, who had just awoken from sleep, had a simple breakfast and, upon entering his study, received news from Canrobert.
"What?" Canrobert looked at Valerovsky in astonishnt, "You an Shang Jia’nie is no longer allowing the army to go to the Elysee Palace?"
"That’s correct!" Valerovsky replied confidently, "General Canrobert told that Shang Jia’nie held a eting after returning, which explicitly stated the army could not..."
Valerovsky recounted Canrobert’s words, causing Jero Bonaparte’s expression to beco increasingly dissatisfied. Of course, his dissatisfaction was with Shang Jia’nie’s policy, not with Valerovsky.
It seed Shang Jia’nie was determined to target him.
"I want to dismiss Shang Jia’nie!" Jero Bonaparte said in a steady tone.
"Sir, I think we are not ready for a full-scale war with the Order Party yet!" Valerovsky advised his cousin, "I believe we still need to wait for a while!"
Valerovsky’s words made Jero Bonaparte, who was almost overwheld by anger, regain his composure instantly.
Since Changarnier dared to openly restrict my communication with the army, it must an that Thiers is behind him.
The Order Party may be on the verge of splintering, but their beliefs have not been completely shattered. Only by having the Count of Chambord break them can Jero Bonaparte completely defeat them.
Ti will not wait long.
"Cousin, go and bring that old rascal Changarnier here for ! I want to question him face-to-face! Don’t worry, I won’t harm him!" Jero Bonaparte also showed no respect for the 60-year-old Changarnier.
"Yes!" Valerovsky imdiately responded to Jero Bonaparte.
After Valerovsky left, Jero Bonaparte, bored, continued to leaf through the newspaper.
It wasn’t long before there was a knock on the study door.
Jero Bonaparte sat upright and put on a solemn, dignified expression, saying, "Co in!"
The door slowly opened, and Valerovsky and Changarnier appeared outside the door.
"General Changarnier, please!" Valerovsky naturally maintained proper courtesy and said to Changarnier.
"Thank you!" Changarnier politely responded as well.
After Changarnier entered the study, the door closed again, leaving only Jero Bonaparte and Changarnier.
"General Changarnier, please sit!" Jero Bonaparte "warmly" extended his hand to invite General Changarnier to sit down.
The expressionless General Changarnier sat on one side of the sofa, while Jero Bonaparte sat opposite him.
With his legs slightly apart and his elbows hanging on his thighs, Jero Bonaparte presented a relaxed posture and said kindly to Changarnier, "General Changarnier, it has been a long ti since we have had a face-to-face conversation like this!"
"Mr. President, I am a soldier! I should not be overly involved in politics!" Commander Shangjia Ren said with a serious expression, telling the world’s funniest joke.
Jero Bonaparte’s lips curled into a slight smile, and he said in a teasing tone laced with a touch of satire, "General Changarnier, do you know? Cody is cody because they often say incongruous things with a serious face, you have the potential to be an actor!"
"Mr. President!" Changarnier’s words carried a trace of anger, and he said word by word, "If you called here just to say so playful words, then I think you have found the wrong person, the Opera House next door is apparently more suitable for soone like you!"
"General, why must we engage in conflict? What benefits has Thiers given you? We can have an open and honest discussion!" Jero Bonaparte decided to speak frankly.
"At least they are not like you!" An uncooperative Changarnier stood up, intending to leave.
"Not necessarily!" Jero Bonaparte straightened his body and sighed, saying, "General, if you don’t have a foot in both camps, we could beco excellent partners!"
"Mr. President, stop joking!" Changarnier retorted, "You have never trusted , you only trust those you have promoted!"
"That’s not entirely true; most of those colleagues in the Ministry of War were not promoted by !" Jero Bonaparte replied to Changarnier.
"Yes! They were not your selections, but they have all beco your minions, ready to serve your whims! These spineless people will kneel at the slightest show of strength..." Adhering to the North African Faction’s disdain for governnt bureaucrats, General Changarnier also disapproved of the people in the Ministry of War.
As soon as he finished speaking, Changarnier turned his back on Jero Bonaparte, ready to leave.
"Commander Shangjia Ren, you are trying to provoke ! I will send you to Vansen!" Jero Bonaparte threatened Changarnier.
"No! I will send you to Vansen!" Changarnier unhesitatingly threatened Jero Bonaparte in return.
[Vansen: A prison in Eastern France where political prisoners are held.]
After mutual threats, an unfruitful eting ca to an abrupt end.
Jero Bonaparte sat back on the sofa, waiting for Valerovsky’s arrival.
"Your Excellency, what happened? Commander Shangjia Ren looked very angry!" Valerovsky asked, puzzled. He didn’t expect that in such a short ti, the two would part on bad terms.
"He wants to send us all to Vansen!" Jero Bonaparte said in a flat tone.
"That’s really bad news!" Valerovsky frowned, "You must retaliate!"
"Cousin, go to the Ministry of War and inform Minister Renio and Saint Arno about everything that just happened, and have them prepare to dismiss Changarnier!" Jero Bonaparte ordered Valerovsky item by item.
"Yes!" Valerovsky responded imdiately.
"Also, leak what happened here with Changarnier to those guys in the Paris army (the generals idling at ho), and have them be ntally prepared!"
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