Chapter 126 The Stubborn Quail
The turn of the parade made the soldiers on the street heave a sigh of relief and throw their hats into the air as if they had just won a war.
The Duke of Wellington himself also breathed a sigh of relief. He had killed too many people in his life, and he really didn't want to be stained with the blood of his compatriots in his later years.
However, Palmerston was not happy at all, because although this group of people left, the petitions were still there, and these damn workers might still make the secrets of his Sassoon family public.
"Mr. Duke, I heard that you defeated Napoleon, why don't you dare to pursue these damn gangsters and beggars?"
"Why?" the Duke of Wellington replied with a smile.
"Boys, I'm here today!" the Duke of Wellington shouted.
Treating a guest with a superior is a matter worthy of celebration for soldiers from all countries, both ancient and modern, at home and abroad.
"Hail sir!"
An officer suddenly shouted "Who ran after Sirte in Toulouse?"
The already noisy soldiers chanted "It's our iron duke!"
"Who drove Marmont out of Spain?"
"It's our iron duke!"
"Who kicked Bonaparte in the ass at Waterloo!"
"It's our iron duke!"
"Who's going to pay for us tonight!?"
"It's our iron duke!"
The Iron Duke turned to look at Palmerston, "That's why, do you want to come together?"
Palmerston could only sigh helplessly.
The Iron Duke Wellington had unparalleled influence in Britain at this time. Many generals regarded him as an idol. Both soldiers and civilians had heard of his story. If Napoleon was the great devil, then the Iron Duke was the one who defeated the devil. Brave.
This time the army was really rejoicing. Not only the soldiers, but also the officers were equally happy. Countless hats were thrown into the sky again, and they even sang the "March of the Grenadiers".
The old Duke looked at the soldiers singing "Grenadier March" in front of him, and he seemed to have returned to the smoke-filled battlefield.
He still remembered his friends dying on the battlefield one by one. After each battle, when he walked on the muddy battlefield, it seemed as if he was stepping on the flesh and blood of the soldiers.
However, before the Iron Duke's memories ended, someone discovered a more serious problem. The parade seemed to be heading towards Buckingham Palace.
Palmerston was a little confused. There have always been republicans in Britain who hoped to directly kill Queen Victoria and completely overthrow the monarchy and realize a republic.
But with such a huge team and such a huge momentum, if the Queen is really sent to the guillotine, Britain's international reputation will not be lost.
The most important thing is that he doesn't like French democracy at all, it's too crazy and too bloody.
Palmerston looked at the Iron Duke Wellington, who also realized the seriousness of the problem. If the parade really stormed Buckingham Palace, wouldn't he
Wellington felt his vision go dark and almost fell off his horse. The adjutant on the side saw this and quickly supported him.
"Your Majesty, what should we do now?"
"Don't help me, chase quickly. We must get to Buckingham Palace before the parade."
The Iron Duke took the lead, and the officers behind him also looked in a hurry, and the soldiers behind them also realized the seriousness of the problem and followed closely behind.
London, Buckingham Palace.
Queen Victoria was not yet a heavy tank. Although she was jokingly called a stubborn and willful quail by her later husband, Prince Albert, it is undeniable that Queen Victoria at this time had a kind of yang and coquettishness unique to a girl.
The Queen was lying on the bed in her pajamas, writing a love poem to her Prime Minister, Viscount Melbourne. Although her English was poor, she still hoped that her love poem could impress this charming middle-aged uncle.
From the moment Queen Victoria ascended the throne, she hoped to quickly become familiar with everything related to her identity.
Prime Minister William Lamb, Viscount Melbourne, was the best teacher. He carefully guided the Queen in handling government affairs.
Viscount Melbourne's attentiveness made Victoria intoxicated, and she felt that she was in love.
Queen Victoria's willfulness and arrogance often made Viscount Melbourne feel very embarrassed, but overall the Queen was a good student and a good boss.
Since the Viscount of Melbourne belonged to the Whig Party, the Queen had extra trust in the entire Whig Party, so much so that a senior member of the Whig Party proposed that the Viscount of Melbourne cheer up and completely defeat the Tories.
Viscount Melbourne, who was fifty-eight years old, naturally declined the offer.
However, the Queen only favored the Whigs, which made the Tories unhappy. Robert Peel even claimed that the Viscount of Melbourne had an affair with the Queen.
This did not scare Victoria, but made her even closer to the Whigs.
The noise outside the window disturbed Victoria's mood. She sat up from the bed and rang the bell, and a servant came in immediately.
"Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
"What's going on outside? It's so noisy." Victoria asked.
"Her Majesty the Queen. Outside"
Seeing the maid hesitating, Victoria became even more curious, so she decided to go to the window to have a look.
As a result, he saw an endless procession approaching Buckingham Palace. The cavalry on the road tried to drive the crowd away, but the procession did not stop. The army had surrounded Buckingham Palace.
Some officers entered Buckingham Palace with a message from the Iron Duke, hoping that the Queen could leave temporarily. As for the parade crowd, they would find a way.
Victoria rejected the Iron Duke's offer.
"Tell the Duke of Wellington that I am the Queen of England and I will not leave my palace."
Victoria's answer surprised the officer. He really couldn't think of any illness that caused Her Majesty to lose her temper at this time.
"Your Majesty, this is very dangerous. Please stay away. This is the Duke's advice." The officer emphasized again.
"Where is the Prime Minister of Melbourne? I want to see the Prime Minister of Melbourne"
At this time, shouts came from outside the window, "We want butter! We want bread!..."
"Your Majesty, please think twice, the mob is outside and may rush in at any time," the officer pleaded.
"Sir, what is your name?"
"? Your Majesty, my name is William Elliot." the officer replied.
"Mr. Elliot, please stay outside, I have to change." Victoria said.
The maid on the side invited Mr. Elliot out and immediately began to change Queen Victoria's clothes.
Of course Queen Victoria has heard the story of Louis XVI. Although she did nothing wrong, she may follow in the footsteps of Louis XVI today. She is not afraid of death, but is afraid that her death will not be beautiful enough.
The teenage girl put on her clothes stubbornly, picked up the scepter that symbolized the power of the British royal family and walked to the balcony.
The moment Queen Victoria appeared, the noise stopped, and both the soldiers and the workers on the parade stared at Queen Victoria on the balcony and held their breath.
Queen Victoria on the balcony looked at the crowded ocean below, turned her palms inward, and revealed the letter written to her by the mysterious man.
"There will be bread! There will be butter! Everything will be fine. Thank you, it is you who have made Britain strong. Without you, there would be no Britain today. I, the Queen of England, Victoria, hereby swear that I will protect You have the rights and property you deserve."
"God save the Queen!".
The crowd gathered in front of Buckingham Palace sang the British national anthem "God Save the Queen" in unison. Even the soldiers confronting the crowd also sang the national anthem with the crowd.
The Viscount of Melbourne, who came in a hurry, saw this scene and couldn't help but burst into tears.
Sorry for such a hasty ending. This topic is too sensitive, and I don’t want all the months of hard work to go to waste. I will write something else later, and I ask for your support.
As for why there is an English paragraph, it’s not that I want water, but mainly that English looks more interesting.