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Chapter 280 Rebellion (3)

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    Amid the cheers of the rebel soldiers, Count Bezukhov and the other masterminds of the coup strode out of the invisible streets and walked into the Winter Palace.  Although many parts of this royal palace, which had just been captured by his accomplices, had been completely changed due to the fierce fighting, the graceful and luxurious outline could still be seen.  After arriving at the palace, Count Bezukhov immediately ordered the rebel soldiers to stop firing in the palace and strictly prohibited the soldiers from grabbing items here. This was done to maintain order and allow the leaders of the coup to free their hands to control as soon as possible.  capital; on the other hand, it is also to protect the palace, because in the count's view, the palace is no longer the residence of the tyrant, it is the property of the entire country and should be properly preserved.  The count's order was quickly passed on and executed by the officers. Within the entire conspiracy group, Count Bezukhov had a very high prestige and status. He was their spiritual leader. He would also succeed in the rebellion after its success.  , took office as the chief executive of the provisional government.  Since forty years ago, the count has been secretly promoting and spreading his ideas for many years, and has accumulated a large group of followers and supporters in both political and military circles. His eloquent words have always been a source of inspiration.  The kind of rational thinking and unreserved love for Russia and the Russian people that people deeply respected also greatly impressed those aristocratic intellectuals who had the same views as him, and naturally became the members of the conspirator group.  Spiritual leader.  What¡¯s more, the count has always invested in the organization. Over the years, his capital injection has exceeded tens of millions of rubles regardless of cost.  Without his efforts, the entire group opposed to the imperial government would not have been able to unite and take action so easily.  Because, even from the most vulgar point of view, he is the largest shareholder of this revolution and should have the highest leadership position in the revolution.  When he reached the Winter Palace, Count Bezukhov suddenly stopped and looked around at the furnishings in the palace.  This is not the first time he has come here, but this time his mood is very different from any time before.  His lifelong hope, the plan he spent decades of energy formulating, everything he prepared for Russia will begin to unfold slowly from this night. From this moment on, he has already left his name in history.  Whether he succeeds or fails, he has no regrets and absolutely no guilt.  Even if his career is not successful, people will still remember that there was once a Russian aristocrat and big landowner who worked hard to find a better way out for the country, and devoted everything he had to it, making things that ordinary people would do.  Unimaginable things.  The old count's eyes suddenly became dim. In a daze, he noticed that there seemed to be a young man standing next to the stairs, watching them quietly.  This young man is very handsome. He is wearing an exquisite dress. His expression is calm and a little bored. It seems that he has had enough of the hustle and bustle of the world and wants to pursue spiritual peace.  He looked at Pierre quietly, half-smiling, as if to say, "Friend, you are finally here." "Andre, can you see all this?" After looking at this illusory shadow for a long time,  , Count Bezukhov muttered to himself.  "What? Dad?" Andrei Bezukhov next to him asked slightly strangely, "What are you looking at?" As the young man asked, Pierre found that the figure opposite him slowly became transparent  , and finally disappeared into the dim light.  Yes, Andre is no longer here.  It¡¯s such a pity that you can¡¯t see what I¡¯ve done!  "Take me to see Nikolai." Count Bezukhov ordered calmly, and there was no longer any fluctuation in his expression.  At this time, His Majesty Tsar Nicholas I was being detained alone in a small room under the surveillance of a group of rebel soldiers.  This room was originally used as a storage room, so it had a pungent smell of vegetables and poultry. There was no heating equipment, and the cold was so cold that it pierced the bone marrow.  The Tsar was in such a cold room, boundless darkness enveloped him, and his whole body was shivering. This was not just because of the temperature, but because he had not yet adapted to suddenly changing from the emperor of a country to a prisoner.  A drastic change.  He was now filled with panic, anger and immense pain, as well as an indescribable sense of shame, which was more intense than the fear of falling into the hands of the rebels.  Yes, it¡¯s such a shame. It¡¯s already a shame to lose a war against a foreign country. It¡¯s even more bizarre to be captured by the rebels and become a prisoner.??A great humiliation, which king can endure such humiliation?  He is not afraid of death now. When he was preparing to sue for peace with Britain and France, he had already realized the end of his life. What he is more afraid of now is his empire and his successors.  These rebels have obviously carefully prepared for today's rebellion. Since they can secretly organize so many rebels, there must be more sympathizers lurking in the dark. Will they have more and more powerful ones?  means?  How are they going to treat the empire?  He had no answers to these questions, so he could only suffer in fear and pain.  As if a century had passed, the door to the room was finally opened.  As the light was thrown into the room, His Majesty the Tsar felt as if he had returned to the human world, but the light was quickly blocked by several people who walked in.  Wearing different costumes, these people walked up to the Tsar with expressionless faces.  With the best of his will, the Tsar controlled the trembling of his body. He could not lose his dignity in front of these rebels. Even if he died, he must die like an emperor.  "Who are you and why do you treat your father like this?" he asked in a low voice.  "God will not forgive you!" No one answered his words. On the contrary, two people came to either side of him, then forcibly clamped his ribs, forcibly lifted him up and dragged him outside.  The Tsar, who had been ill recently, was now very weak, so even though he had been protesting, he had to let these people drag him out of the room, but even so, he did not beg for mercy.  Amid his protests, he was dragged into a room. Compared to the cold storage room, it was much warmer here. In this room, there were a group of gloomy-looking people sitting.  When the Tsar was brought into the room, the eyes of the group were focused on him, but there was no respect, no pity, only indifference or hatred in these eyes.  Then, the Tsar was seated on a chair. The two people next to him continued to hold him to prevent him from moving, while the others sat facing him and looked at him calmly.  In the past, he sat on the throne facing everyone like this, enjoying the dignity of the crown. But today, although the form is similar, there is no respect in it. The tsar feels like he is being pushed into the dock.  .  He only felt that his eyelids were heavy and his body was exhausted, but he still managed to cheer up and looked at the people opposite him carefully. He wanted to find out who had done such evil acts and committed heinous crimes.  Crime, he wants to remember all these people in his heart.  His eyes swept across everyone's faces, and then stopped in surprise on Count Bezukhov's face.  "II should have knownI should have known!" He murmured to himself, "It is indeed you, it is indeed you! You are still a traitor after all! You have hidden yourself well enough for so many years  "Dear, I really regret that I didn't put you in jail earlier and let your evil plot succeed!" "You did make a mistake, sir." Count Bezukhov commented coldly, "But what you should regret more is.  You have failed in your obligations. If you have done everything you should do for the Russian people, then I should have been your loyal supporter and subject." "I am your monarch, and you call me sir?"  The Tsar glared at the Count.  "Sir, you are no longer a Tsar, you are a citizen of Nikolai Romanov, and all members of your family are equally unconscious of this." The Count replied calmly, "And from now on, there will be no Russian  Regardless of the title, everyone will become the same citizen. "Bah! Now, do you still take that lie seriously? There is no equality in the world!" The tsar still glared!  Turning to the count, " Bezukhov, you tell me, how has the Romanov family failed you, father and son, for two generations? Your father was a favorite of my grandmother, and my grandmother gave him countless gifts."  Your father begged my brother before he died, so you, as an illegitimate son, can inherit these properties And you! You use the property we donated to oppose us. There is still such shamelessness in the world.  Such an ungrateful act? Even a dog would do better than you!" His vicious abuse made Andrei a little angry, and he immediately pressed the Tsar's shoulders, trying to calm him down.  However, Count Bezukhov shook his head and stopped his son's move.  "Yes, it is precisely because of the grace of Tsar Alexander that I can inherit my father's legacy"?Is it our property, the Romanovs'?  No!  Did the Romanovs work?  Did they farm any land?  If not, then what qualifications do you have to call yourself the owner of the land?  No, sir, you and we, all our land, our serfs, our whole property are built on unjust blood and tears, which is a sin in itself and I will not consider it a grace.  I can live with peace of mind only if I use this wealth to destroy the foundations of the entire edifice of evil.  " "You have privileges in this building, but you want to destroy this building!  "The Tsar still glared at the count, "If you really can't stand all this, you should stay in France instead of cursing us while enjoying the privileges we give you!  " "Yes, I have enjoyed privileges, so I have also committed sins against the Russian people. I have no intention of denying this, nor do I want to dress myself up as a saint.  "To the tsar's surprise, the count nodded simply, "But, because of this, I am even more obliged to atone for my sins. I want the sins to be ended while I am alive. I want this country, this great country, to be atonement.  I witnessed with my own eyes that the nation was reborn from the ashes, abandoning its original rotten stagnation, and moving towards a new future with a new attitude, towards a future in which everyone can have hope.  " "What crazy talk!  "The Tsar roared, "You are just for personal power!  You are a Robespierre, you are a shameless conspirator!  God will never forgive you!  " "Sir, you just mentioned Robespierre, so I want to tell you that what I admire most about him is his courage.  "The count suddenly sneered, "I was in Paris back then, and I witnessed with my own eyes how he saved a country from chaos and from the torture of being suppressed by the enemy's army.  You people curse him as an executioner, but over the past few centuries, how many serfs have died under your oppression, dying wailing in hunger and cold, why didn't anyone tell you that you are the biggest executioner!  If it could end all this terror and oppression, I wouldn't mind being an executioner!  So, if you want to curse, then curse. I am very happy to hear your curse!  "Perhaps he sensed some dangerous connotation in the count's words. The Tsar was suddenly stunned. "You understand now, don't you?  For the sake of this nation that is moaning and bleeding under oppression, we need urgent action to save it, and you, the leader of the entire criminal group and the spokesperson of the entire system, must shoulder your responsibility.  "Count Bezukhov suddenly stood up, walked to the Tsar, then stretched out his hand and pointed at His Majesty the Tsar, "Citizen Nikolai Romanov, as a former Tsar and a tyrant, you are going to fight for  Bear the responsibility for the fear, blood, tears and sins that have spread in this land for thousands of years. This responsibility can only be repaid by your life!  "The Tsar did not answer. He just stared at the other party coldly. He did not want to beg for mercy, and he also knew that begging for mercy was meaningless. At this time, a man came over with a rope that had been prepared and tied it around his neck.  On the neck. When the suffocation feeling of being squeezed by the rope came from his neck, the Tsar finally spoke again. He stared at the Count with bloodshot eyes. "Pierre Bezukhov, you are.  You are a despicable, ungrateful beast. God will not forgive you, and neither will Russia!  You will be cut into pieces by the empire!  He cursed the other party hastily, "You will carry the sin of regicide and go to purgatory. I curse each of you to mourn in purgatory forever!"  " In such an environment, his face was distorted and his voice sounded very frightening, but the earl was unmoved at all and just looked at the other person coldly. "Are these your last words?  What a shame, I thought you would still repent.  "After the other party finished speaking, he waved his hand calmly, "Then you can go first. After all, Purgatory has already reserved a place for you, sir.  "The Tsar wanted to say something more, but the rope tightened tighter and tighter, suffocating him and making him unable to speak. Slowly, his vision became very blurred, and no one could see clearly. There was only boundless darkness in front of him.  But his body began to twitch involuntarily. The twitching was very violent, but it slowly subsided as time passed, until finally, Andrei Bezukhov's body calmed down again.  He signaled the executioner to loosen the rope, and then he put his hand on the Tsar's face and tried it. "He is already dead, Your Majesty.  " "Well, at least we have accomplished something big.  "Although he tried hard to appear indifferent, when he looked at the dead Tsar, Count Bezukhov still had a sincere tone in his tone.??Joy.  "He finally paid the due price for his sins! The life of the tyrant is the best compensation for the dead martyrs." In 1825, it was this czar who suppressed the revolution of the Decembrists and killed  He killed his comrades and also caused a heavy setback to the Count's ideals. Today, he finally made His Majesty pay the price he deserved.  However, he chose to kill the Tsar now not only to vent his joy of revenge, but also to control the situation as soon as possible and stabilize the determination of his comrades. After all, after committing the crime of regicide, everyone  There is no turning back, everyone can only rush forward desperately.  At the same time, the Tsar, who never ran away or resisted, was also an excellent tool.  Especially in this chaotic early stage, it is very useful for him.  "Be vigilant around you and don't let the news of his death spread." After only a few seconds of pleasure, Count Bezukhov returned to his usual calmness, and then ordered to his son, "We will do this as soon as possible in the name of the Tsar."  Issue orders to the outside world to let our sympathizers take over the political power in various places as soon as possible. Even if we cannot control the whole country, at least we must control the line from Petersburg to Moscow as soon as possible. Whether we can do this in a short period of time is the key to success or failure.  After this chaotic period, I will announce to the public that the tyrant has been brought to justice." "I understand, Dad." Andrei nodded, "The Tsar is still alive, and he will live as long as you need him to.  "When." "Well, let's act as soon as possible! Remember, the most important thing is the army, the army!" The count's tone became serious, "As long as we control the predetermined area and gain the allegiance of the local soldiers, then we  The cause will be successful The troops on the front line and the people in the Far East will obey the orders of the new government." While the father and son were still discussing, there was a commotion outside the room, and Andre felt that something was wrong.  He quickly walked out.  Soon, he came back, and his expression became a little weird.  "Natasha ran away from home." Andrei looked at his father, as if he didn't know how to word it. In the end, he could only state the facts, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also missing and was not caught by us. Maybe  Maybe Natasha found him at the last moment" "Thisthis bastard daughter!" The count suddenly covered his chest, as if he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, "If sheif she  How wonderful it would be to know how many people will die in vain because of her actions! " "What should I do, Dad?" Andre quickly supported his father, "You don't be too angry, take care of yourself!  Ican I not be angry? My daughter! My daughter betrayed me!" The count shouted angrily, unable to show his usual calmness anymore. He finally regained his consciousness and shook violently.  Son, "Quick! Execute the plan quickly! Control the political power in various places as soon as possible! We must control the main areas before the crown prince, before it is too late!" "Will there be a civil war?" Andre asked.  "Even if we fight a civil war, we must fight to the end. There is no turning back." The Count replied coldly, "If you want to fight, then let's fight! If it is destined to be washed with blood to save this country, thenthen  I will bear this sin." "Okay, father," Andre replied tremblingly.  Although they had predicted the possibility of civil war in advance, when they actually faced all this, no one could help but feel hesitant.  After all, what they want is to save the country, so why would they want a civil war?  But the count finally came to his senses.  He has learned enough lessons from the experience of France, so he will not imagine that he can easily take this country into his hands, so he will not hesitate to fight a civil war.  However, with the crown prince, the civil war will definitely be more intense, because the Romanov family would have been leaderless if they lost the tsar, but after gaining the crown prince, they have a new banner. As long as the forces opposing the provisional government have  Without the Crown Prince's banner, people will definitely gather faster than expected.  And that means that the civil war will become more cruel and more people will lose their lives.  Fortunately, in the pre-planning, the count was also prepared that the Romanov royal family would not be wiped out in one fell swoop, so he also had a plan to deal with it, but it would be more difficult. The count and his accomplices had already invested such a huge amount of money.  The bet was that there was no turning back, it was either the gallows or a new Russia.  "You immediately send someone to search and search. Regardless of whether they are together or not, as long as Natasha and the Crown Prince are found, they will be found on the spot."Decision.  "After a moment of silence, the count continued to give orders to his son, "Remember, both of them are to be shot on the spot, there is no need to ask me for instructions.  " "Yes, I will convey your order.  "After hesitating for a moment, Andre nodded, turned around and walked out.
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