C1756 Aristocratic Tradition (2/2)
”Look at the mess in this house. ”When I get back, I'll have to give the orders to the big kitchen. Don't worry about everyone and just come to my place to eat. Without my order, I won't fire at anyone!” Xiao Letian threw her army hat on the table and poured herself a glass of cold beer.
Sima Yun laughed as he touched the oil on his hand, ”Seems like the Prime Minister has suffered a bit from this? It's all over us... ”If the main kitchen doesn't give us food, then we'll go to the small kitchen in the inner chamber. If it doesn't, then we'll look for the madams to ask for food and see if I can get hungry when the time comes …”
”You're shameless …” Xiao Letian fiercely bit off a mouthful of the lobster. It's still not because of Molière, forget it, no need to get angry … ”
Xiao Letian was unwilling to say it, but Guard Captain could not take this lying down. He stood in front of the few big shots and repeated what Molière had said, until Luo Huo slammed the table and wanted to kill him.
Wang Huaiyuan finished the last bit of the congee, and smiled in satisfaction, ”My family's food is still the best, there's no taste in the Haishenwai at all … The prime minister has thought it through? Do we have to make a move now? ”
Xiao Letian looked out of the window and thought, ”I have to repeat myself, I can't repeat myself again and again! It doesn't matter if Molière insults me, but he's already gone mad. His desire for revenge against the Hua Clan is too strong, he needs to be killed! ”
Luo Huo was immediately excited when he heard it. ”We should have long since killed them. I have to do it myself …”
Sima Yun's face slowly became serious, ”Prime Minister... Killing prisoners is a big deal! On the battlefield, you did not kill him with your hands, but instead killed him as a captive. This will cause a diplomatic dispute, do you really want to have death enmity with France? After all, he is one of Napoleon's trusted aides! ”
”As the saying goes, fighting dogs requires the owner. Killing eleven million soldiers on the battlefield is called war! ”After the war, if you kill a noble official, you will become enemies with the nobility in Paris!”
What Sima Yun said was not wrong. At this time, most of the countries in Europe were monarchical, and the concept of social class was very strong.
War meant death, and the number of civilians dying meant nothing to the monarchs of the countries. After the war, there was no need to worry about the friendship between the high ranking officials of the two countries.
However, if there was a war with a large number of dead nobles, then the situation would go awry and both sides would enter a period of hatred.
Even in the days when musket s were lining up to be shot, the army had a rule that guns were not allowed to be aimed at noble officers, and they were not allowed to shoot coldly at nobles.
When Washington commanded the War of Independence and the British War, British soldiers had already aimed their weapons at the founding president from behind, and they were close enough to kill him.
But it was this tradition of not shooting nobles, or even shooting them in the face, that saved Washington's life. In the end, the British soldier chose to follow the tradition without firing a shot.
If killing a noble on the battlefield was so difficult, then what about killing a nobleman as a captive after the war? This kind of action was bound to anger Napoleon III and the entire noble class in France.
”The risk is too big! ”It's really too big …” Wang Huaiyuan said coldly.