I beg your pardon, madam. I really beg your pardon. I didn’t pay attention to what you said just now.

Lady lady, the old man who proposed a toast just now, chimed in and said, don’t bother those young people. They are getting married soon. Of course, they can talk about whatever they want, but they won’t talk about politics.
Forget it, my dear mother. A young beauty said that she has thick brown hair and bright eyes, and she looks like pearls. It’s all my fault. I just entangled Mr. Villefort so that he didn’t hear you. Now, you can talk to him and talk to him as long as you like. Mr. Villefort, I noticed that my mother was talking to you.
Marquise is willing to repeat what she just said. I am very happy to reply to Mr. Falvi.
Forget it, Renee, I’ll spare you, said the marquise. There was a gentle and loving look on her rigid face.
Women are always like this, and all other feelings may wither, but there is always a generous and kind side in the maternal mind. This is the place that the emperor specially reserved for maternal love, Falvi. I just said that Napoleon’s partisanship is not as sincere, enthusiastic and loyal as ours.
Ah, madam, they also replaced these German and Western youths, and replied that Napoleon was fanatical. He was a western Muhammad, and his mediocre but ambitious followers worshipped him. They regarded him not as a leader, but as a civilian incarnation.
His marquise shouted that Napoleon was a symbol of equality. Oh, my God. Then you put robespierre spanlassjj and robespierre 17581794, the leader of the jacobin Party and the head of the revolutionary government during the French bourgeois revolution. Span was executed after the coup on the ninth day of the hot month. Forget it. Don’t give the post title to the Corsican Spanlassjj. I think there are enough usurpations.
No, ma ‘am, I want to give each of these heroes a proper place. Robert Pierre should be planted in the place where he built the guillotine, and Napoleon should be engraved on the colonnade of Wangdom Square. These two people represent equality, and their nature is opposite. The difference is that the former reduces equality and the latter raises equality. One wants to send the king to the guillotine, while the other wants to raise the people to the throne. Villefort smiled and said, I am not denying that I just said that both of them are. Revolutionary bastard, I admit that the ninth day of the hot month spanlasssjj is the day when robespierre and others were arrested. spanlasssjj here refers to the day when Napoleon abdicated and was imprisoned in early April of 1814. Span is not lucky in France, and two days are worthy of celebration by friends of the Dynasty. I want to say that although I want to believe that Napoleon has never recovered, he still has a group of fanatics and Marquise, as well as other rebellious people. Let’s say Cromwell in this way. spanlasssjj Cromwell 15991658 British politician, bourgeois revolutionary leader span, although he is not half Napoleon, he is also a believer.
Do you know Villefort? You are full of the terrible arguments of the revolutionary party. I’m sorry that spanlassjj, a Gironde, represented the big industrial and commercial bourgeois party during the French bourgeois revolution in the 18th century. After 179 years, he turned against the revolution. Would Span have any interest in terror?
Villefort’s face turned red, good lady. He replied that my father was a Gironde party, party member, but he didn’t vote for the execution of the king. In the period of terror, he was a suffering like you and almost killed in the same guillotine as your father.
It’s true that the Marquise replied that this tragic memory of awakening didn’t move her at all, but I want you to remember that although our two fathers were killed at the same time, their reasons were very different. I’ll go over the old story again. Prince spanlasssjj pointed out that when Louis X span was released, my family members were still his loyal servants, but your father couldn’t wait to go to the new government. After Vatti became a Gironde party, he became the Earl of Vatti and became a politician.
Dear mom, Renee interjected, you know that everyone has already agreed not to hate the past.
Madame Villefort said, I agree with Miss Saint-Mei. Please forget the past and turn over these old scores. What are you doing? I don’t give up my father’s political opinions, but I also abandon his surname. Was he a Napoleonic? He called him Noirtier. On the contrary, I am a loyal royalist. My surname is Villefort. There is still some revolutionary sap left in an old tree. Let it dry up with the withered old trunk. It is a distance from the trunk where it grows. It wants to finish the trunk separation. It is a matter of strength.
Well, cried the Marquis de Villefort, that’s wonderful. I’ve been trying to persuade the Marquis to forget the past for years, but I never succeeded. I hope you can speak for her for me.
Well, said the Marquise, let’s forget the past forever. That’s the best thing. Villefort will never waver in the future. Remember Villefort, we have pledged our lives to the emperor, so the emperor promised not to pursue the past. Speaking of which, she extended her hand to him and kissed him, just as I promised you now. You should also remember that if anyone commits the crime of subverting the government and falls into your hands, you must severely punish the criminals because everyone knows that you are in a suspicious family.
Hi, madam, Villefort replied that my profession is as demanding as we are now in this era, and I have to be strict. I have successfully handled several public prosecutions, and the criminals have been punished as they deserve. Unfortunately, we have not yet reached the time when everything is all right.
Do you really think so? asked the marquise
I’m afraid so. In Elba, Napoleon is still too close to France. Because he is close at hand, his followers will still hope that Marseille is full of officers who are paid half a salary to recuperate. They do trivial things every day on the pretext that royalists often fight duels and assassinations at meetings.
You may have heard of it, too. Count Salvio said that Count Salvio was an old friend of the Marquis de Saint-Milan and a squire of Count Artos. I heard that holy alliance wanted to move to his land.
It was when we left Paris that they were studying this matter. The Marquis de Saint-Milan said that they were going to move him to somewhere.
To St. Helena
Where is it to St. Allen? asked the marquise
It’s an island on the other side of the equator, 6 thousand miles from here, replied the count
That’s great. Villefort said it’s stupid to leave such a man in the present place, which is close to Corsica’s place of birth and Naples, where his brother-in-law is king, while Italy is opposite. He once coveted there and the Lord wants his son to be king there
Unfortunately, Villefort said that we were bound by the treaty of 114, and unless those treaties were broken, we were Napoleon.
Hum, those treaties will be destroyed sooner or later. Count Salvio said that unfortunately, Duke De Angan was shot by him. Do we want him to strictly abide by the treaties like this?
Well, the Marquise said that holy alliance helped us to get rid of Napoleon and his followers in Marseilles. We must eliminate him by Mr. Janville Ford. If we want to be a king, we must rule like a king, or we should not be a king at all. We recognize that he is the supreme ruler of France, and we must keep his kingdom peaceful. The best way is to order a group of loyal ministers to quell every possible riot. This is the best way to prevent chaos.
Madame Villefort replied that unfortunately, although the legal means are tough, they can prevent problems before they happen.
So the lawyer is here to make up for the disaster
No, ma’ am, this step is often done by the law. What it can do is to punish the established disaster
Oh, m. de Villefort, a beautiful young girl shouted, she is a close friend of Miss Saint-Milan, the daughter of the Earl of Salvio. Please do something. Let’s do some sensational cases when we were still in Marseilles. I have never been to the court to watch the trial. I heard it was very interesting.
Interesting, of course, Luo replied. It’s much more interesting than watching a fabricated tragedy in the theater. In the court, the case you saw was a living tragedy. You saw the prisoner look pale, anxious and frightened there. When the tragedy fell behind the scenes, he went home quietly, had dinner with his family and prepared to repeat it the next day. After he left your sight, he was taken back to his cell and handed over to the executioner. It’s up to you to decide whether your nerves can stand such a scene. You can rest assured that once there is a good opportunity, I will definitely not forget to inform you of the reason for not being there.
Renee looked pale and said, don’t you see what you scared us all? You’re still smiling.
So what do you want to see? It’s a life-and-death duel. I’ve already sentenced five or six political prisoners and other criminals to death, but who can tell how many knives are waiting for me at the moment?
Oh, my God, Mr. Villefort, Renee said she was getting scared. Are you kidding?