C2582 Letters from the Wise

"Dear old friend, I am delighted to receive your letter. Your wisdom in your words has amazed me. Thank you for your support of our revolutionary cause, and more importantly, thank you for sending me the cheque for a thousand pounds."

"The revolutionary cause in France is very difficult to carry out. Our comrades lack Arms and ammunition, and even basic funds for activities are extremely scarce. Any kind of support would be like coal in the snow for us …"

"I know that your life is not that prosperous. For you to be able to raise such a huge sum of money … It seems that you have really expended a great deal of effort …"

"While I thank you for your guidance in our cause, I also have some opinions that I wish to share with you. I hope that we can find common ground under different contradictions …"

Under the dim yellow oil lamp, Blanqui was writing furiously. Beautiful steel pens appeared on the paper one after another, showing his thoughts dancing above the paper.

Blanqui was replying to that bearded old friend in London, his best friend for more than ten years. They had the same ideals and the same cause, the two of them were resolute anti-imperialists, anti-feudal and anti-repressive revolutionaries.

They cared about the lives of the extremely poor, cared about the resistance of the working class, and threw themselves into it to lead the helpless workers in search of happiness.

Blanqui belonged to the combat faction, he participated in many demonstrations and armed uprisings, he taught many people to follow him and act together.

He was an actual fighter, and was obviously the enemy that the Government of France hated the most. As a result, he stayed in prison for even longer than he did outside, and came to the Belgium because he really could not go on in France and was forced into political exile.

As for the bearded old friend in Paris, he was a theorist. In his mind, if the poor citizens of the world wanted to fight against the powerful nobles, they had to have a theory to support them and not be rash.

Therefore, Big Beard had spent all his years in London researching on poverty, and although Big Beard had disgusted European governments, he had not been sent to jail yet.

Big Beard could not stay in Germany any longer and was beaten up by the Secret Police in France. In the end, he had to hide in London, England, where he could study hard with the help of his old friends.

Although Big Beard had led a life of hardship, he and his friends had always cared about the Workers' Movement in Europe, and they had even left a bit of money between their teeth to help support these Workers' Movement.

This time, Big Beard gave Blanqui a thousand pounds, which was a huge sum of money at the time. This was because this was an era where gold was the standard, even if the money in your hands was paper money, it would still be tied to an equivalent amount of gold.

In those days a blue-collar London worker was paid no more than two or three pounds a month, and it was inconceivable that a woman could earn more than a pound a month.

A pound in London can buy forty pounds of bread and ten pounds of fresh meat, twenty pounds of vegetables and twenty pounds of fruit, eight pounds of sugar and fifteen pounds of tea, twenty-four newspapers and sixty pounds of fine coal...

So three pounds a month for a blue-collar worker is enough for a small family to live in... Unfortunately, only the blue-collar workers could make the money.

The average worker would never have earned so much, so the thousand pounds that Big Beard had financed would have been precious.

Just this amount of money was enough for the entire country's working class to print illegal leaflets for two months, and these leaflets would cover the entire streets of France's large cities from morning to night.

Of course, Blanqui didn't know that the one thousand was actually funded secretly by Xiao Letian. When Xiao Letian left London, he gave Big Beard some money as financial aid.

Blanqui was very grateful for the big bearded man's help, but he also had a different opinion on some of the big bearded man's letters' suggestions.

In the beginning, Big Beard was worried about their previous compromise, and between the lines, he expressed his absolute distrust towards the French Emperor. He also made a clear declaration that all of this was a scam by the French Emperor and that Napoleon would never compromise with the working class.

Big Beard's letter clearly stated that the ruler's compromise was just to buy time for their dynasty. What Napoleon wanted to do was to instigate a war, he wanted to transfer the danger to their country through the war.

This was because the internal conflict in France was already irreconcilable and simply not something Napoleon III could influence. He was completely helpless against the current situation in the country.

This man could only rely on war to divert hatred and gamble on his own fate. If he won, he could use the Prussian's flesh and blood to nourish the gap between the rich and the poor in France, and in exchange, resolve the crisis.

Therefore, Napoleon III did not want to talk to the working class at all, nor did he want to give up his rights.

This compromise was in exchange for a more serious massacre and suppression in the future!

Blanqui looked at the big bearded man's reminder. He could even smell the bloody scent in his words!

Blanqui sunk into deep thought. Of course he would accept the reminder from his old friend, but in Blanqui's heart, he thought that Big Beard was probably being a bit frightening.

After some thought, he decided to write a letter to his old friend, detailing his true thoughts!

"My dear old friend, I have been seriously pondering over your reminder for a long time … I must admit that your words are very reasonable, but you should not forget that I am after all a citizen of the France, and I am first and foremost a member of this race … "

"How can I watch my people fall into defeat when they are in grave danger and are even on the verge of war?"

"When my people are dying, I have no other choice!"

Under the dim yellow candlelight, Blanqui continued to write this letter for two hours, and at the end of the letter, he talked about the changes in the situation before him.

"Dear old friend, according to many sources of information... At the moment, it is unclear whether the Eastern Führer is dead or alive, but many channels indicate that the perpetrator of this assassination was the French Emperor … "

"If that is really the case in the end! If Eastern Führer was truly dead! "If that is the case, I'm afraid the situation will get even worse …"

"Prussia will definitely escalate the war. When that happens, the war will only escalate and there will be no respite …"

"The flames of war are approaching the France, I cannot watch my motherland fall into a bitter battle and continue stabbing at others from the back! "What do you think?"