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Chapter 280: Asking for orders for the people(1/2)

President Hailsson clenched his fists excitedly and looked at Lawrence with all his attention, not prepared to miss every word that came out of his Excellency's mouth.
The reason why the Daily Observer has been able to rapidly grow into a new newspaper with subscriptions that are not inferior to those of the old newspapers, apart from Lawrence's investment regardless of the cost, the most important reason is the exclusive first-hand information that President Haytham previously obtained from Lawrence.
Whether it is the exclusive secrets before the listing of the Corsican National Silver Company, or the gossip and scandals within the Palace of Versailles, or even the story of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's own experience, these are not the news that the established newspapers have channels to obtain.
In order not to miss these exclusive news, the gentlemen of the upper class will naturally add the Observer Daily to their mailing list, and the lower class citizens will also be attracted by the low price and outstanding readability of the Observer Daily.
And favored this new newspaper.
Lawrence looked at President Hailsson, stopped trying to keep the secret, and said directly:
"The funds for Madame Du Barry's purchase of this necklace came from a royal grant, which was supposed to be used to relieve the poor in Paris."
"What?! You mean, that necklace was purchased with funds from the winter subsidy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, President Hailsen opened his mouth in surprise and his brows instantly furrowed.
As early as when he founded the Daily Observer, President Hailsen had set a very righteous purpose - to speak out for all the injustices in society.
Therefore, although President Hailsen can be regarded as a small citizen with a prosperous life, he still has a very deep understanding of the life of the poor at the bottom.
Winter subsidy is a fund specially established to provide relief to citizens in slums who are struggling for food and clothing in winter.
As early as more than ten years ago, when Louis XV discovered that his physiocratic policy would lead to rising food prices in winter, in order to appease the people, he established this relief policy at the suggestion of the Minister of Finance.
President Hailsen was certainly aware of this policy. During the period when the newspaper was on the verge of bankruptcy and he was deeply in debt, he even received several winter subsidies.
Although only a four-pound piece of moldy black bread and a small bag of firewood are distributed each time, for those poor people at the bottom who are barely clothed, it is absolutely indispensable for many of them to survive to this day without the help of this subsidy.
"I think so." Lawrence shrugged and said firmly:
"Madame Du Barry took this fund from a financial director of the royal family to pay for the necklace. As for whether the royal family can allocate another fund to fill this loophole... I think it is basically not possible.
It’s possible.”
Although the royal family's lifestyle has always been extremely luxurious, this does not mean that France's financial situation is very healthy. On the contrary, France's fiscal deficit has continued to worsen for decades.
And if nothing else, as long as the government and the royal family cannot implement tax reforms for the nobility and clergy, this huge fiscal deficit will be an unsolvable paradox, and will continue to worsen until Louis XVI succeeds to the throne.
Therefore, it is almost impossible for the funds used for this winter subsidy to be diverted from the budgets of other departments. The top officials of the government are probably not prepared to do anything about it. After all, Justice Mopp is inquiring about this news.
After that, he only expressed regret and regret instead of finding ways to help the poor who were about to die tragically from hunger and cold.
"This is simply too much!"
President Hailsen couldn't help but punched the coffee table in front of him. After remembering that this was Lawrence's living room, he quickly apologized and said:
"Oh, I'm sorry! Sir, I just think...that woman went too far. The funds for the winter subsidy not only come from financial allocations, but also from donations from many kind-hearted citizens; my wife once sent their flyers
I took it home and donated five livres!"
When he thought about his donation turning into a piece of gold in the necklace around Madame Du Barry's neck, and when he thought about how many poor people in Paris would freeze to death and starve to death after a snowy night this year, President Hailsson couldn't sit still.
, helpless sighs came out of his mouth one after another.
Lawrence just nodded calmly. In his opinion, this kind of scandal was perfectly normal. Let alone at the end of the 18th century, even in later generations, no citizen of any country could fully understand that all their blood and sweat had turned into nothing.
Got something.
"In short, Mr. President, I believe this will be a big news - the Countess Du Barry embezzled relief funds to purchase luxury jewelry. I don't think there are often such reports in Paris newspapers." Lawrence leaned on the sofa and said,
Said slowly.
"That's indeed the case, Your Excellency." President Hailsen's expression became solemn and he nodded heavily.
Tidbits about the royal family are what major newspapers are rushing to report. After all, ordinary citizens are full of curiosity about this ruling group that is above their heads. They are happy to spend a few coppers to spy on the mysterious royal members.
of luxurious life.
Especially for a woman like Madame Du Barry, who is favored by His Majesty the King, her scandal will undoubtedly attract the attention and attention of the citizens, especially the ladies.
Lawrence looked at President Hailsham and asked softly in a soft but irresistible tone:
"I hope this news will appear on the front page of the Daily Observer as soon as possible. There should be no problem, right?"
Faced with this exciting exclusive news, President Hailsen did not immediately respond. Instead, he bit his lips tightly, looking tangled.
Of course he knew that reporting this news would bring another sales spree to his newspaper.
But correspondingly, this also means that he will completely offend the Countess Du Barry.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although President Hailsson, as a middle-class citizen, does not understand the political influence of Madame Du Barry, he also knows that the official mistress of His Majesty the King wants
It was easy to attack a powerless small newspaper president like himself.
"I still have a wife and three children. For the sake of my family, maybe I should refuse Monsieur Bonaparte..."
President Hailsen secretly glanced at Lawrence's expression. His Excellency Bonaparte in front of him still had a slight smile on his lips and did not continue to force himself to make a decision.
In early winter, the air in Paris is already a bit chilly, but at this moment, President Hailsen still has a thin layer of hot sweat on his brow.
He certainly knew how dangerous it was to lift the bright curtain and reveal the darkness hidden underneath, especially since the curtain also had the royal family's emblem printed on it.
"But... if I don't speak out, how will those people in the slums and sewers spend this winter..."
Scenes flashed through President Hailsen's mind, including His Excellency Bonaparte in front of him, including his wife and children, but what finally made him make up his mind were those clothes that were still faintly hurting his heart.
The naked lower class poor people.
Thinking of their emaciated, underfed faces, and of them digging for voles in the three-foot-deep snow with no clothes on, President Hailsson clenched his fists again, recalled his original intention of founding the newspaper, and immediately gritted his teeth.
said:
"I understand what you mean. You will see this news in the morning paper tomorrow morning... Then, time is tight and I have to rush back to the agency to do editing and typesetting. Please allow me to say goodbye."
Having said that, President Hailsham stood up resolutely and bowed to Lawrence to say goodbye, as if he was afraid that he would regret it.
Lawrence nodded slightly, watching President Hailsson walk out of the living room with a somewhat stiff movement, and said with sincere admiration
"What a brave and upright man."
Of course he could see why President Hailsham did not agree to his request immediately. Madame Du Barry's revenge was not something that such a newspaper president could bear.
However, what surprised Lawrence was that President Hailsham had decided to stand against Madame Du Barry before he promised asylum. This indeed requires a lot of courage.
After all, for an ordinary citizen like Hailsen, even if he gets a promise of asylum from one of the parties, it would still be extremely dangerous to get involved in a struggle between such big figures.
If it were in front of some ruthless decision-makers, I am afraid that after using President Hailsham to attack Madame Du Barry, they would directly abandon this little person as a useless chess piece.
Of course, Laurence still admired the president very much and would naturally step in to fend off Madame Du Barry's revenge.
...
As President Hailsson left quickly, the old housekeeper of the mansion walked in again and reported:
"Sir, I have sent someone to take Mr. Hailsham back. In addition, Academician Lavoisier, whom you want to meet, has also arrived in the waiting room. Do you want to meet him now?"
"Of course, please bring that talented scholar."
After a while, Academician Lavoisier, who had not seen Lawrence for a long time, sat on the sofa on the opposite side of the living room.
He obviously came in a hurry. He probably rushed over immediately after receiving Lawrence's invitation.
Different from the elaborate dress he wore when he first came to visit, this time Lavoisier only wore a white shirt, a simple brown vest, and a pair of ordinary black trousers, with many unknown items on it.
It is not a small hole left by chemical corrosion.
"It's... nice to see you again, Your Excellency. Today... uh, the weather is really nice."
Lavoisier greeted Lawrence incoherently, and even after sitting on the sofa, he looked frightened, as if he was not in the drawing room of No. 10 Champs Elysées, but in the Paris High Court.
It's the same as in prison.
Lawrence did not respond immediately, but looked carefully at Lavoisier's messy hair and haggard eyes, and then greeted with a smile:
"It's been a while since I last saw you, Mr. Lavoisier. You look a lot more haggard. The recent experiments have been very hard?"
"No, Sir, it's not about research..." Seeing Lawrence's kind smile, Lavoisier finally squeezed out a wry smile from the corner of his mouth, and said with self-blame and worry:
"There are some troubles in the Academy of Sciences."
Lawrence glanced at Lavoisier's worried and anxious expression, and chuckled:
"Let me guess, it should be related to me, right?"
"It's... Monsignor Bonaparte, about you and Madame Du Barry." Lavoisier looked at Lawrence carefully, nodded and admitted.
Thinking about it for a moment, Lawrence could also guess why Lavoisier had been so haggard and remorseful in the past two days, especially when he showed an expression of fear after seeing him for the first time.
To be continued...
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