The Incorruptible
Second floor of the Versailles Palace. ░▒▓█ █▓▒░
The deafening shouts from the square echoed into the Minister of Industry's office, "These lowly commoners killed Count of Dumont! They must be put on trial immediately!"
"No trial needed, just hang them!"
"Yes! Hang these guys!"
"Thanks to His Highness the Crown Prince, his Police caught these murderers..."
"Thank you, Your Highness, for bringing peace and order to France."
Long live His Highness the Crown Prince!
These are Nobility watching the Royal Guard Legion escorting the rioters in the square. At this moment, they have completely forgotten about manners and status, shouting wildly like Sans-culottes in the street, venting their fear and anger.
Joseph glanced out the window and couldn't help but find it amusing. He had painstakingly suppressed the Old Nobles, yet now they were praising him as a hero who had quelled the riot.
But this is for the best; at least no one will have much to say about Police Reform.
He gestured for Eman to close the window, then looked at Mirabeau: "Then please submit this proposal to Her Majesty the Queen as soon as possible so that it can be discussed at the Cabinet Meeting the day after tomorrow."
"The Nobility ' attention is currently focused on trying the rioters, so the bill shouldn't encounter too much resistance."
"Yes, Your Highness," Mirabeau said, carefully putting away the draft of the "Grain Yield Proposal" that he had just organized on the table.
Joseph continued, "The position of Minister of the Interior is now vacant. Because the Minister of the Interior's responsibilities are too heavy, I plan to divide it into three ministerial positions: Agriculture, Policing, and Commerce."
He looked at Venio beside him. "I will nominate you as Minister of Agriculture at the Cabinet Meeting. However, because of your relatively short political experience, His Majesty may only appoint you as acting Minister of Agriculture."
"Ah, me?!" Venio exclaimed in surprise, then jumped up excitedly, clutching his chest. "Thank you! Thank you for your trust, Your Highness! I swear, I will do my utmost to ensure the flourishing of the nation's agriculture!"
He was Plantation Owner before, and among Joseph's men, he was the most knowledgeable about agriculture.
He never imagined that his chance encounter with the Crown Prince in Bordeaux would lead to his meteoric rise, and that he was about to become Cabinet Minister.
Joseph added, "You must cooperate more with the Church on agricultural matters; in the rural areas, only the Church can truly influence the farmers."
"Yes, Your Highness, I will keep your request in mind."
Joseph nodded to him, then turned to Bayei and said, "And I hope you will serve as Minister of Commerce; I hope you will not decline."
"Of course." Bayei appeared much more composed than Venio, bowing slightly. "I will always obey your orders and will never let you down."
Joseph's reason for "breaking up" the Minister of the Interior was indeed because the minister had too many responsibilities, making it difficult for one person to manage them all. However, he also wanted to fill more of the Emerging Nobles into the Cabinet.
In the current Cabinet, apart from the Minister of Finance, the Minister of Census, and the Minister of Justice, almost all the members are Emerging Nobles —including Archbishop Talleyrand, who is actually an enlightened thinker.
In this way, the various policies he needed to advance the France Industrial Revolution were able to be passed very smoothly.
The future of Europe will depend on its industrial strength!
The public trials of the rioters were initiated extremely quickly.
Of course, this also stemmed from Joseph's instruction to the Police Intelligence Division to attach a lot of investigation results and information obtained from the local Police Department when escorting those gang members.
Even the witnesses were brought to Paris.
The public trial was held in the square in front of the City Hall. Because there were so many people involved, almost the entire High Court was mobilized, with six temporary courts hearing the case simultaneously.
There weren't many ordinary citizens who came to watch, but thousands of Nobility from the Versailles Palace came—seemingly to personally confirm that the thugs who had caused them so much fear had indeed been sentenced to death.
To the surprise of the Nobility, the rioters almost unanimously confessed that someone had paid them a high price to incite the riot.
Subsequently, the Spy sent by the Duke of Orléans to various provinces were brought in and identified by gang members—many such Spy were arrested in the early stages of the Police Intelligence Division operation.
Without exception, the rioters were confirmed to have been instigated by these individuals, and the presiding judge announced in court that these masterminds would be tried separately.
As for the special agents from the Police Intelligence Division who later took control of the gang members, they were mistaken by their ingrained thinking as subordinates of their former "boss".
Therefore, during the trial, although some rioters mentioned that their masterminds had some "agents," the judge did not pay much attention to them because these people were not caught.
The trials proceeded quickly; almost every half hour, a gang member would be sentenced to death by hanging.
Their crimes go far beyond rioting; they have a long list of offenses, including murder, kidnapping, and robbery.
Some onlookers who initially sympathized with the rioters, believing they were rioting because they were starving, also joined in cursing them.
So every time the judge sentenced a rioter, enthusiastic cheers erupted from all around— the Nobility and citizens were in unprecedented agreement on hanging these men.
When Joseph arrived at the City Hall Square, he had already completed the trial of fifty or sixty rioters.
He was just passing through on his way to the Paris Police Academy and wanted to see how the Nobility would react.
When he heard the continuous shouts of "Long live the judge!" and "Well done, he should be hanged!", he nodded silently and prepared to leave.
Just as Joseph was instructing Eman to go to the Paris Police Academy, he suddenly heard a commotion from about Domi away.
He turned his head and saw several Nobility from the Versailles Palace dragging a young man who was giving a speech off a tree stump and punching him.
The young man showed no weakness, fighting four opponents single-handedly and managing to put up a good fight.
Nearby Police quickly arrived, blowing whistles, and used Riot-Control Fork to separate the two groups. "What are you doing!"
The Nobility angrily pointed at the young man and shouted, "This outsider actually said that the rioters can't be sentenced to death!"
"That bastard, he must be an accomplice of the rioters!"
"Arrest him right now!"
The Police silenced them, then looked at the young man. "What's your name? Where are you from?"
The young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a slight northern accent, "I am Robespierre, Maximilian François de Robespierre, I am Arras's Lawyer."
Before the Police could say anything, Joseph, who was not far away, suddenly stopped and turned to look at the young man.
Robespierre Arras's Lawyer?
I never expected to run into Mr. Little Luo, the Jacobin "Tyrant," "The Murderous Demon King," and also the "The Incorruptible," here today!
(End of this chapter)