In the eighth year of the Republic of China, on June 28, 1919, it was just midnight.

The Mirror Hall of Versailles Palace, the most luxurious and brilliant part of this palace, is 76 meters long, 10 meters wide and up to 13 meters high. The wall is inlaid with 17 large mirrors and 483 lenses, reflecting the magnificent dome frescoes, facing 17 large floor-to-ceiling windows. The Mirror Hall is a treasure of France, and it is also the hall where Louis XIV, Louis XVI and Louis XVI have received foreign envoys. The decapitated queen Marie Antoinette is its last master.

On the floor of the Mirror Hall, there is a carpet-like world map. Three old men are sitting on the map, using three 2B pencils to arbitrarily outline the territory of various nations and countries in the future.

"Dear Prime Minister Lloyd George, President Wilson, in ten hours, the signing ceremony of the Treaty of Versailles will be held in this great hall of mirrors, and this will be a just judgment!"

French Prime Minister Clemenceau spoke a string of English. He had not closed his eyes for many days, and had been tired and lying on the map, looking up at the huge crystal chandeliers. Deep in the dome mural, several pairs of black eyes were peeping at him.

Although Clemencer nicknamed "Tiger", some people think he is like a ghost. He is taciturn, often closes his eyes when others discuss, holds his hand wearing gray gloves tightly, speaks a few short English sentences cynically, or stubborn as he is determined. This is Keynes' observation - he has fantasies about France, but loses all fantasies about humanity. All the memories and imaginations of this old man are left in the past rather than in the future.

"Please do not be kind to Germany. It must split its territory and destroy its resources. It is far better to force the Germans to accept the conditions than to bargain with them!" Clemenceau still talked in front of the two "allies". "France paid a heavy price for the war, with five million soldiers and civilians casualties! The vast majority of the battlefields on the Western Front are in France, and we must receive sufficient compensation. In order to punish the initiator of the war, the abdicated German emperor should even be executed in public!"

Someone wants to "kill the emperor's head". British Prime Minister Lloyd George couldn't stand it anymore: "Prime Minister, you have to consider that the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland are monarchs after all, and our King George V is a cousin with German Emperor William II. The king does not want to repeat the tragedy of another cousin, the last Tsar Nicholas II."

"Your Excellency, I apologize to you."

"Please understand the traditional British national policy - the balance strategy of the European continent. We do not want to break the continental balance and we should not be too much about Germany."

Clemenceau was silent for a while, stroked his white beard and said, "Let's make a bold assumption. If the European continent unites into a unified country in the future, will the United Kingdom join?"

"Unless the British Empire has weakened to some terrible level, I hope this day will never come."

"When you join the alliance countries on the continent, will you withdraw for some reason? I didn't say the end of the world."

"Unless the purity of the native British race is threatened, I hope this day will never come."

"Anyway, none of us can see it. But you will eventually go back to the old path, maintain glorious independence, and leave the European family." Clemenceau felt like he was dreaming, "It was probably the twenty-first century, unless the damn Germany was fired from Europe."

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, I'm not kidding. Both Britain and France have huge overseas colonies, and we don't agree with national self-determination."

Hearing this, Clemencer was full of light and was almost toasted: "Yes, people of color cannot manage themselves well, and must be governed by Europeans with better intelligence and moral standards."

"So, we once opposed the establishment of an international alliance." Lloyd George turned his head toward the silent US President Wilson, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency the President."

"But I still have to thank the Prime Minister and the Prime Minister for their establishment. The League of Nations has been established. This is the core of my fourteen-point proposal and the basis for the United States to participate in the war. I have been overcoming the prevailing isolationism in the United States, hoping to involve the United States in the world tide, but I also need to get the support of my friends from Britain and France. During the negotiation process of the Paris Peace Conference, the three of us quarreled countless times, and sometimes even wanted to part in a bad mood."

Thomas Woodrow Wilson, two presidents of the United States, was well-behaved, determined and recognized idealist. He did speak for China and the colonial people: "We cannot let the world get the impression that the major powers first divided the areas of the world that were unable to defend themselves, and then established an international alliance."

"Thank God for the three of us to stand together and let the three great nations stand together!"

Lloyd George held the hands of Clemenceau and Wilson at the same time. The British Prime Minister was originally a lawyer and was well versed in the art of uniting the United States. Sometimes he connected with the United States to regulate the law, and sometimes he connected with the law to regulate the United States, making a lot of profit for the British Empire.

"You two, all the countries participating in the Paris Peace Conference, have agreed to sign - except China, they also want to strive to add a statement on the Shandong issue to the treaty. So will the Chinese come at tomorrow's signing ceremony?"

Fortunately, President Wilson still thought of China, Lloyd George stepped on the "Republic of China" on the world map and said lightly: "I bet! With my understanding of the Chinese, they will definitely come! They are eager to sign as a victorious country, because since the Sino-British War in 1840, China has never been a victorious country!"

“It makes sense!”

Clemenceau and Lloyd George looked at each other and smiled. They really opened a bottle of red wine and celebrated with interest, as if a British and French coalition forces that burned the Old Summer Palace a few years ago, and the Eight-Nation Alliance that entered Beijing 19 years ago.

"Wait!" President Wilson frowned and pointed to the top of his head. "It seems that someone is talking? It seems to be in German?"

Qin Beiyang, hiding behind the dome mural, heard Clemenceau and Lloyd George's insult to China, and couldn't help but swear in German: "Arschloch!"

Clemenceau, who had drunk red wine, smiled and said, "Why didn't I hear it? Your Excellency President, are you worried about the assassin? Don't worry, it's the eve of the closing of the meeting, and Versailles Palace is absolutely safe."

US President Wilson rejected the wine: "I heard that Paris assassins have been rampant recently. This afternoon, a senior German diplomat was assassinated. The assassin is a Polish nationalist."

"What Poles? Yugoslavs? Arabs? Koreans? Chinese?" Clemenceau circled the above countries on the map one by one. "In fact, they were all sent by the Germans, and these villains were just to obstruct the justice of the judgment."

"They shot their diplomats to death?"

"A bitter plan."

Prime Minister Clemenceau picked up his wine glass and completely forgot that the assassin who fired eight bullets at him a few months ago was the French themselves. One of the bullets would be embedded near his heart for life.

At this moment, another pistol bullet shot out from the dome mural of the Hall of Mirrors, spiraling towards the French Prime Minister's forehead.

Just as the gunshot was heard, a deafening explosion came outside the window, and the entire Palace of Versailles trembled violently, and the bullet just flew past Clemenceau's scalp.
Chapter completed!