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Chapter 99: Dunkirk's City Entry Ceremony (1)

Dunkirk is a port city, and everyone knows that there are large canals and canals connecting it with the sea. Its roads are paved with small stones and canals on both sides of the road. Because it can be introduced to wash water, it is cleaner than other cities in France. However, no matter how clean it is, the smell in the city is always quite unsatisfactory.

We have said before that Dunkirk is like a helpless virgin, who is fought over by robbers, and its ownership is always changed. Therefore, there are no pure French, no pure Flanders, no pure Spanish or British, and the people here do not care who they are. In short, whoever occupied the place is their master, especially those who have nothing, among them there are even some mercenaries who have taken off their shoulder straps and discarded their weapons - they are crowded on both sides of the road, waiting excitedly, because when they first stepped into this place, whether they were kings, bishops or marshals, they would inevitably have a brilliant entry ceremony, and at the ceremony they would throw coins in exchange for people's cheers and surrender.

This was the first entry ceremony experienced by the young king. Louis naturally wanted the better, but he was also stingy with the money he spent in order to show his generosity. However, the Bishop insisted that this ceremony was like the banquet and dance they had held in Paris before, which was a way to show national strength, so it was indispensable, mainly because Viscount Tirena, who was the general, also expressed his approval, so they discussed for a while for the proportion of gold, silver and copper coins in the coins. In contrast, the Bishop was not worried about the pensions and subsequent medical expenses of the soldiers who were worried about the king. You must know that until Louis XIII passed away, there were still veterans from the Battle of Three Henry (Note 1) who came to ask the bishop for the arrears of the arrears.

But everything in the world is always coming and going. Before the war begins, the Bishop intends to hand over his intelligence network to the king. Of course, the king cannot be stubborn on these issues. They determined to arrange the ratio of gold, silver and copper at 1:10:1000. Louis changed his course and asked the Bishop, who accompanied him into Dunkirk, besides the indispensable figures of Mr. Bishop, Viscount Tirener and his confessional priest, Dean Larivier, and the musketeers, can some soldiers who performed bravely in this battle follow their queue?

This was not very consistent with the tradition. The bishop hesitated for a while, but thought that there were not many people coming to the palace this time. After removing Viscount Tirena and some priests led by him, the rest were not very identities. Since that's the case, he looked at Viscount Tirena. Viscount Tirena started with an ordinary soldier in his uncle's army. Of course, he also understood the soldiers' ideas, and immediately agreed.

Then they were entangled with some questions about whether the king rode into Dunkirk or in a carriage; whether the mayor gave the key in the square or in a city hall; at the banquet, whether the Spanish Marshal Don Juan was qualified to sit in the king's lower head, and whether Prince Conde should have appeared, etc., and when the king arrived at the second question, he was not very concerned. He wanted to ride a horse, but both the bishop and Mr. Tirena believed that he should ride a carriage--from a safety perspective, the carriage was indeed safer than the horseback.

At this time, Louis was thinking about the soldiers. He remembered the red uniforms of the new model army, which were indeed very beautiful. Then he remembered the mottled and chaotic clothes of the French soldiers. At this time, the French army did not provide unified uniforms. From uniforms to some equipment, the soldiers needed to prepare themselves. Some guys who were good at planning were okay, and some things could not be remembered at all before they came, or for various reasons, those who were short of money could only get anything cheap, and some were deceived by the hateful merchants, so it was hard to blame them. The king asked Bonton to call Colbert, and then asked Colbert if he could prepare the same suit for the twenty-four soldiers in these days, that is, before the entry ceremony, the city was in the city.

At this time, the men's clothing, civilians were used to wearing shirts, jackets, trousers, socks and shoes. The nobles were roughly the same, the texture and decoration of the clothes, as well as some minor modifications, such as the large sleeves, the laces of the cuffs and necklines, and embroidered garters, etc., but these were not what Louis wanted to see in the soldiers. What he needed was a warrior rather than an actor or a musician. He made his request to Colbert. Of course, as every time, although it was difficult, the minister, who was a merchant, agreed without hesitation.

He is now managing his private finances for Cardinal Mazaran. Although some people are mocking him for being exiled to the bishop by the king, Colbert is very clear that when he stood by the bishop, he was only closer to the king than before. After all, there was a robe-clad nobleman and a supervisor on him at that time. Mr. Fukai was jealous and hated Colebel, because the king's repeated actions were undoubtedly comparing them. Although Fukai took the lead with his identity, Colbert was always a huge threat.

Colbert knew that Fukai had slandered the king several times, saying that he had defected to Mr. Bishop; and in front of the bishop, he said that he was the king's spy. If the relationship between the king and Mr. Bishop was not as stiff as outsiders thought, he might have really become a victim of the struggle between the two strong.

But Colbert also knew that the king's favor for him was almost entirely based on his king's will and his efforts. If he was a little lazy or made a plan, if he had just failed to complete the work delivered by the king, he would have only the guillotine or gallows.

His king was kind, but he was never merciless to those who disappointed him.

So every time he worked for the king, Colbert would pounce on it with a fearful enthusiasm, and this time was no exception. He found the heavy and crisp satin materials of dark ink blue and silver, white linen and gold silk ribbons that met the king's requirements that night from the familiar driver.

Then he asked all the tailors he could recruit to make them day and night, with the jingle of silver and whips on one side. Anyone with a little brain knew what to choose. Fortunately, the king asked the soldiers' clothing to focus on texture rather than decoration, so they reduced the production of lace and decorative belts. After the finished product came out, Captain Sebastian Vaubon became the first person to try it on. When he raised his head and appeared proudly in front of everyone, he looked like a gorgeous pheasant.

If the king has tried to minimize color, people at this time will regard simplicity as a shame. If the king really uses gray, grass green or brown hundreds of years later as the main colors of military uniforms, I am afraid that the recruitment work will encounter great resistance in the subsequent recruitment work. So what is presented to people is a dark ink blue satin coat, fluffy pants and black boots to the knees, a long silver coat covered with gold coat, a cross embroidered with gold edges on the chest, and then a bright red shoulder strap from shoulder to waist, plus silver buttons and gold pins, and a wide-brimmed hat decorated with ostrich feathers, which can't help but make people full of desire - at least for the selected soldiers.

This outfit was given to them by the king.

When the twenty-four people were dressed neatly, carrying muskets and long swords, even the bishop nodded slightly.

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And in this town with only three thousand people, as the Bishop said, any stranger will attract the attention of others, but what if... it is not a stranger?

Few people would pay attention to a woman who was sheltered in the monastery, especially her bloated and old, or people noticed more about her fat body and swelling face. As for others, such as the color of hair and eyes that were always hidden under the turban, who remembers that she did not even have a lover. The priests hired her because she had previously dedicated a sum of money to the monastery, and because she could save a lot of trouble. They were originally very absurd, but fifteen years ago the devil incident of Ludan - Father Grandi was pointed out by a female convent dean as the spokesperson for the demon. Because before that, his romanticism brought him many enemies, so after repeated repetition, the priest was still burned to death after countless tortures - which made the French priests uncontrollably become dignified.

It was such an old woman who had almost no contact with anyone except the priests. In many places, there was such a lonely old woman. After seeing the king's soldiers walking majestic through the streets of the town, she returned to her small house, closed the door, lit the candle heads given to her by the priests, and then raised her legs in a stretching posture that was not in line with the surface, lifted her skirt, pulled out a silver-plated dagger from it, and shone it on her, first pulled out the cotton stuffed in her cheeks, and then wiped off the powder from her face with the lining of a liquor-plated liquor-plated powder from her face with the powder of charcoal and oats.

The mixed things that would make her face dark, yellow and rough. She smiled at herself in the mirror, inserted the dagger back to her original place, and began to untie the outer cloak. Below the coat that was almost bursting was a bunch of bread. She took it out and took them into a basket, and slowly removed the petticoat. Perhaps it was hard for anyone to imagine that she had such a wonderful figure under the loose petticoat. Unfortunately, no one could see that she took out new silk underwear, dark red cotton coat skirt, and a lace-shaped girl hat from her suitcase. In short, it was something that a little asset could afford.
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