The next day, the postman rushed to Paris with the report from the assistant commissioner and a secret letter. At that time, I didn't expect that a simple work report would actually trigger a debate between the Public Security Committee.

Late at night, in an ordinary office not far from the National Convention, there were bright lights. A medium-sized figure walked around in front of the meeting seat of the room. He was pale and thin, a little weak. His deep eyes were sometimes passionate, emitting the light of the sun, and sometimes thoughtful, looking calm and deep. He was the flag of Robespierre, a member of the National Council, a member of the Public Security Committee, and a mountain party.

At this time, sitting next to him were colleagues from the Public Security Committee, close comrades Dandong, Saint Just, de Bois, Varina, Kudon, Carno, Cordo and others. Dandong was an irreconcilable man, wearing a wide bright red top and his hair was standing up randomly. However, Saint Just next to him was just the opposite. His black hair drooped his shoulders were similar to the leader walking, but Saint Just, who was a soldier, didn't like to apply powder on his face. Their expressions were consistent with the other people present, very serious, and they stared at the people who kept wandering in front of him, looking anxious.

Robespierre, who stopped rotating, pulled up a chair and sat down, and said to his colleagues: "Okay, my comrades, let everyone discuss the issue of food in Paris now."

Saint Just looked at Robespierre without saying anything. Danton moved his tilted lips and was about to speak, but he had been suppressed by another angry loud voice.

"Citizen of Robespierre, are you a member of the revolutionary MP or a member of the swamp party, the people have asked, no! It is a very strong revolutionary government. You and the public security committee you lead should pass this law immediately, and not let those royalists hiding in Paris, the Gironde murderers who killed Mara and the greedy speculators report any fantasy: I hope that our cowardice and timidity, because our inaction will either starve the revolutionary masses in Paris one by one, or become new slaves to the slave owners, so that the ghost of Louis XVI in the depths of hell will return to Paris and France, so that the Republic will return to the miserable state before 1789." De Boois, the son of the poor blacksmith, shouted at Robespierre, and kept waving a document in his hand, with foam splashing in his mouth.

"Yes, comrades of the committee, I fully agree with the view of the Debois Citizens Committee. The revolution has reached an emergency again. It is time for us to take action. Hesitation is suicide, and procrastination is destruction!" Member Varena, who was a gardener, immediately stood up to express his support.

Members Carno and Córdo both lowered their foreheads while the two Eberists were talking, staring at the documents in their hands very carefully, as if they wanted to find food from it. Indeed, as soon as they left the National Guild, they were called here to continue the meeting. It was already 10 o'clock since lunch ended, and there was nothing except a few cups of black coffee without sugar and milk. As for what others wanted to say, what they had to say, or what they had already said, it was not important.

Saint Just's expression still did not change. Similar to his expression was Cudong, who was two chairs away from him, a disabled inferior oath priest. Both of them looked at Robespierre, 35, to see what he had to say and what he had to say. Unfortunately, the committee member in front of them was as quiet as water, sitting at the table with expressionless expressionless expressionlessness, and occasionally, just tapping the table with his slender fingertips gently and rhythmically.

Listening to the speeches of the blacksmith and the gardener, looking at the slightly funny behavior of the two members bowing their heads, and pondering the deep mentality of the lawyer and their followers, Dandong broke the brief calm after the violent. The tall man stood up, like a high wall, suppressing his colleagues. After looking around for a week, he said firmly:

"I also agree with the proposal of Commissioner Debois that the Public Security Committee should formulate a law that limits the price of food and submit it to the National Convention for deliberation tomorrow and promulgate it within 5 days."

As soon as these words were spoken, almost all the committee members looked at him with surprise. This explosive household embracing the swamp party members was modified today...

Dandong continued to say without stopping: "In addition, a grain collection decree must be passed at the same time, and sufficient food must be collected from rural areas in a regular and quantitative manner to ensure the food supply in large cities such as Paris. It is also necessary to limit the wages of urban workers to ensure that the price of food will not increase." Dandong raised his hand and grabbed a stack of documents, handed it to the clerk sitting in the corner, and finally said:

"All my plans have been sorted into documents and let the clerk read it later. However, before that, I hope to solve the food problems of the committee members first, so that the guards can help us find something to eat. I believe everyone, like me, has not eaten anything for 10 hours."

Hearing the last words of the Dandong Committee, the two members who bowed their heads sat down before the speaker sat down, stood up almost at the same time, and said in unison: "Agree, we agree with the proposal of the Dandong citizens."

The Eberists also agreed. Now only the members of the Robespierre, who are under the attention of Saint Just and Kudon, are left.

"Agree." Robespierre said softly.

"Agree." Commissioner Saint Just said.

"Agree." said the Kudong Commissioner.

Seeing everyone unanimously passing, the servants also quickly brought food and drinks. After a fierce and short-term food battle, the clerk loudly read the plan submitted by the Dandong Committee.

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The prices of various meats, livestock, lard, brandy... shall not be higher than 1.3 times the price level of the local market in the same period in 1790.

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The food sources collected were mainly from the rich peasants and old nobles in the countryside, and the powerful Revolutionary Guards must be sent to complete this task.

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The wage standard for urban workers shall not be higher than 1.5 times the average wage level of their respective industries in 1790.

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The Food Commission is instructed to vigorously assist local communes to reclaim wasteland, supply seeds, and encourage and reward all agricultural science and plant new crops..."

All of this is waiting for the review of the National Association tomorrow after all the committee members signed.

At this time, Dandong, who had signed the letter, leaned on his chair, recalling what he said at noon when he was bargaining with the representatives of the Plain Party (i.e. the Swamp Sect):

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The truth is, we have to do it, or the angry and hungry mob will tear you and me to pieces.

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Yes, I admit that this action will cause you to suffer a certain amount of losses, but I promise that once the crisis is over, everyone will earn more money.

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You, Baweit citizen, don't object first. There are 20% of your stockpiled brandy and pork, and I am also suffering losses.

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OK, OK, that's it, I will also limit the maximum wages of workers.

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OK, the maximum increase or decrease shall not exceed half.

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At 10:50, Robespierre took out his pocket watch and decided on several other matters to discuss and vote:

The vote was 11:10 to pass the resolution requiring the Revolutionary Court to publicly trial the abolished queen as soon as possible;

11:25 voted to pass a resolution requiring the Revolutionary Tribunal to publicly trial the chief members of the Gironde faction as soon as possible;

11:35 voted to pass a resolution requiring the Social Security Committee to strengthen strict supervision of the deposed crown prince;

A resolution to be reorganized at 11:50 was voted on by a resolution requesting the reorganization of the National Convention;

Vote to pass the resolution requesting a change in the calendar at 12:05;

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When all this was over, it was already 12:20 am on September 13.

The members who were enthusiastic about work did not feel tired. Except for the members of Carno and Cordo left the venue, the other members asked the clerk to withdraw, leaving coffee, brandy, quills, paper and ink, and continued to discuss other matters. At this time, the guards outside the door sent a secret letter to the hands of Commissioner Robespierre.

"Damn the painter, I really should let him go to the guillotine," the lawyer committee member shouted indignantly, and then handed over the information in his hands to the other committee members for circulating.

"I agree," said the blacksmith.

"I agree," the gardener said.

"I agree," the soldier said.

"I agree," said the priest.

The first two Eberists from civilians hated corruption and waste the most, especially the crimes of the old nobles and senior officials, and agreed without hesitation. The two members agreed without hesitation because of the instructions contained in Robespierre's words. Unfortunately, they misinterpreted the words of the lawyers.

The clamor just now was just an instinctive reaction of the parties involved, and they were just angry words. Robespierre had no intention of executing Carto. He knew that his momentary impulse would make the already very complicated situation in the southern region more confusing, and the rumors about it by the remnants of the royal party and the Gironde factions would also make the period of regaining Toulon unattainable. When the members agreed, especially the idiots and the clergy members. The Eberists could forgive him if they didn't understand that they could not even distinguish their momentary anger? There was no way, the words they had already spoken, and they could not change, at least they could not change them immediately.

Robespierre counted on the only one of the remaining members who had not yet expressed his opinion, like a man about to fall into the cliff pulling the last straw, hoping that Dandong could correct his previous reckless behavior.

His wish was met. Danton stood up in Robespierre's anticipated gaze and said, "I oppose the hasty sentence of the commander-in-chief in the front." Danton continued, despite the angry hostility of the two Ebertarian members, "The situation in Toulon is very dangerous at present. The remnants of the royal party and the southern forces of the Gironde, plus foreign enemies: the British, Spanish, Naples and Turin all gathered in Toulon. They were hoping to siege their revolutionary troops to cause civil unrest, so as to bring their treason to other provinces, and echo the riots in Vande and other places in order to subvert the republic."

Danton, who expressed his opposition, not only understood Robespierre's expectations, but in his heart he was talking to General Cartoon's cousin, a financial oligarch in a discount vault (the French private bank at the time), who gave him a luxurious villa. As for whether it works or not, Danton didn't care.

"Then your meaning is to let the incompetent and greedy officer continue to stay in the position of the general, but we indulge him indifferently? Citizen of Dandong." Commissioner Debwa shouted again angrily and angrily.

"No, it's not about indulging, it's about maintaining the stability of the army. We can find a reliable commissioner to supervise him and correct his mistakes. If the soldiers in front request it, the commissioner authorized by the National Convention can replace the commander-in-chief at any time." Dandong said calmly.

At this time, Saint Just, Kudon and Varina noticed that the lawyers nodded gently after listening to the tall words. Then, a change occurred in the venue. Saint Just and Kudon expressed their inclination to Dandong's opinion, and Debwa also accused Dandong's suggestions under the whispering of the whisper of the Varina.
Chapter completed!