"Okay, OK, my Louis! What else can you do? Do you really have to bring your nephew to court and shoot him?"

"I don't want it! I don't want to pay for those damn untouchables!" Pierre Bonaparte shouted in horror and aggrieved.

"What if you arouse public anger? If you have a little brain, you won't do such a thing!"

"You have to be sent to court to let you see what it means to be judged! I'm afraid that only in this way can you have a memory!"

Queen Eugenie reached out to touch the emperor's chest and said with a breeze and snow, "It's not that serious, but just an ordinary reporter. If you die, you will die. What else can you do?"

"What else can it do? Public anger! How can we calm down public anger? Are there still fewer marches and demonstrations we have encountered over the years?"

Queen Eugenie sneered and said, "Things cannot be treated like this, and it is not that serious. After all, the young reporter died at his nephew's house, and the people outside did not see it with their own eyes..."

"We can announce that it is because the reporter took the initiative to challenge the prince. The prince accepted the challenge for glory. In the duel, he died because he was not as skilled as others. What else can people say?"

"It is still very simple to block those people's mouths. The people are shallow and forgetful. Our enemies are actually those ambitious people! The most important thing is to suppress those leading troublemakers!"

When they heard the queen's plan, their uncle and nephew's expressions were a little relaxed. If they changed the murder to death and died duel, then at most they would just pay more money! Of course, there is no need to pay for their lives.

The problem that can be solved with money is not a problem. The Emperor sat in the chair and calmed his anger. He shook his head and said, "It's easy for the people to cheat, but those leading troublemakers can't deceive them so easily!"

"Even if the problem of this young reporter is solved, I'm afraid those rebels will find other excuses to attack us. This is the most difficult thing to do!"

When Pierre Bonaparte saw that the atmosphere was getting slower, he quickly walked over with a smile and poured a glass of wine for his uncle. "Yes, uncle, I think so too. These damn rebels, no matter what, they will rebel. No matter whether I kill them or not, they will not calm down. So it's better to kill them early!"

"Shut up, you idiot, do you still want me to throw you into prison!"

Pierre Bonaparte shrank his head and took two steps back, and he no longer dared to speak. At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the hall of mirrors, and a young and tall figure walked in.

"Father and mother! Oh...my dear brother is here too. What you did today really disappoint me. You can't be so reckless in the future!"

As soon as he saw the man who came in, the Emperor and Queen Eugenie both laughed because this was their most precious son, Napoleon, Eugen, Louis, and Bonaparte.

In the French palace, he was generally called Eugen Bonaparte in affectionately. He was the crown prince of France. Once Napoleon III died, he would inherit the treasure.

When my cousin saw that his younger brother had come, he quickly threw his eyes at him asking for help, and winked desperately, hoping that his younger brother could pull him.

Of course, Prince Eugen would not have been saved by death. He walked to his father's side and took over his mother and gently stroked Napoleon III's back and said in a low voice.

"Of course, it's wrong for my cousin to kill people, but these rebels keep attacking the emperor and spreading some remarks that endanger society. We cannot indulge these crimes!"

"I suggest that you act according to your mother's plan and change the nature of murder into a duel and die! At the same time, your cousin must also go to court for trial, which will block the ignorant's excuses..."

"At the same time, we must also investigate the criminal facts of the Marseille, and long-term attacks on national policies and emperors. This is the crime of treason, and the two crimes should be tried together!"

"I think the final result should be that my cousin was convicted of manslaughter, sentenced to a fine, and then imprisoned..."

"Oh... cousin, you don't need to look at me like this. The so-called imprisonment is just a formality. No matter if it is two or three years, you can sign a random number in the prison, and there will naturally be picturesque villas and palaces for you to enjoy!"

"We must not be lenient towards this group of rebellions reported by the Marseilles. As long as the crime of treason is established, we can ban their newspapers, seize the organizers behind them, kill one to warn a hundred, and give these people a color!"

Queen Eugenie loves her son extremely much like all mothers in the world. He believes that everything her son says is a true saying.

Looking at Eugen Bonaparte's handsome and tall appearance and his son's eloquent aura, the queen wanted him to ascend the throne early to become emperor, so as to replace this old pervert who steals women everywhere!

The queen said, "Okay, my son, take your cousin out for a rest. He has been scolded by your father for almost an hour. You two go for a walk. I have something to say with your father."

Seeing her son and nephew leaving, Queen Eugenie suddenly changed her face with a serious expression. She stood in front of Napoleon III and said excitedly.

"The current situation is so dangerous now that we can't wait any longer! Dear Louis, prepare for war. We must have another war and a big victory to suppress these opposition forces in the country!"

"I know you are worried, I know what you are hesitating about, you are afraid of the risk of war, but have you ever thought, if we don't do this, will our son still be able to ascend the throne and become emperor?"

"Look at those traitors, they want to eat all the people in our family alive, and they don't give us any chance to turn the tables!"

"I don't want to go to the guillotine!"

"Only one war is launched and the blood of the Prussians can be used to resolve our crisis. Victory will once again transfer the hearts of the people to our side!"

"As long as this victory can give us another 3 to 4 years of reform, we will be able to think of a reform plan that satisfies all parties in the country. At that time, our empire can be passed down from generation to generation, and at least our son will not be miserably exiled overseas!"

"Think about it carefully, dear Louis, even for his son, this war must be fought!"

Of course, Napoleon III could understand his wife's anxiety. He rubbed his face and said, "War is not that simple? Do you think I don't want to fight? But without 100% sure, war cannot be moved lightly. I always have a bad premonition."

"If you don't say anything else, then let's talk about that old fox, he is not that easy to deal with. Let me think about it again, and let me think about it again!"
Chapter completed!