Descending On France 1780
Chapter 133 - 127, let’s do it, Your Excellency!

Chapter 133: 127, let’s do it, Your Excellency!

Anning’s mood at this moment was extraordinarily complex.

Napoleon had returned earlier, and instead of reporting back to his unit, he ran straight to me.

Now everything’s all messed up!

How will history develop from here? What should I do before the Battle of Toulon? Whatever I do, history will embark on a new Chapter!

My script, my script is gone!

How the heck am I supposed to handle this?

At this time, Napoleon was still asking, "Andy! General, what should we do?"

Anning thought to himself, I freaking want to ask that too.

At this moment, Davout rode up to Anning and said, "The troops have reassembled, do you want to address them?"

Anning: "No need, I’m quite satisfied."

Mainly because his mind was a mess right now, having no idea what to say.

Davout let out an "oh," and then turned to look at Napoleon, "Who is this?"

Anning: "This is Napoleon Bonaparte, whom I’ve told you about."

"Really? The artillery genius? Then we’ve also found our artillery commander. I think we’re ready for war." Davout looked very happy, "Paris has been urging us multiple times to quell the rebellion."

Upon hearing about quelling the rebellion, Napoleon became very excited: "Are we going to suppress a rebellion? Then let’s sweep through all the rebel armies in France! I just watched the troops’ exercise from afar, with this level of training, we can definitely crush all the rebels!"

Anning had never talked about his future plans, so no one present knew he was planning to edge OB.

Actually, fighting a civil war could also have its advantages. According to Napoleon’s own recollections, it was during some battle that he felt he was destined, hence determining to become a superior man.

So perhaps fighting in the war, Napoleon would sense his destiny and proclaim himself emperor just like in history.

But that doesn’t guarantee it would definitely happen!

What if, amidst the fighting, Napoleon senses something else?

At this time, facing everyone’s expectant looks, Anning had to speak up, so he started talking with reluctance, thinking as he spoke, "No, you don’t understand... this this... Exactly! You don’t fundamentally understand what caused the current civil war to erupt!"

Davout: "Although I’m a military man and don’t understand politics, I do know it’s because of the Priest Law. There are priests within the country who still want to report to Pope Hall, unwilling to swear allegiance to the National Assembly! These traitorous scum are really rotten!"

Davout, as expected, a passionate military man, and utterly loyal to France.

Anning shook his head repeatedly: "No, that’s not it!"

Napoleon clapped his hands forcefully: "I’ve got it! The root issue is the Vatican! We should campaign in Italy, take down the Church Court, and recapture the land that Pepin once gave!"

Hold on a minute, wait for me!

Anning hurriedly interrupted them: "That’s not it! Napoleon! Forget about Davout, after all, my interactions with him have been all about the military, but you’re different, I’ve talked to you about this, the core issue is the economy! The economy!"

Napoleon laughed: "I know, I was just joking. In fact, ever since I landed in Toulon, I have been observing the conditions of the people in the Southern Region, just as you said, most peasants haven’t gotten any land because the Parliament decreed that land had to be redeemed, they were powerless, only able to lease the land at high rents, then also having to pay even heavier taxes.

"I’ve also discovered something, previously local nobles would come forward and negotiate with grain merchants, but now the nobles are finished, and the grain merchants arbitrarily drive down prices. The peasants’ lives are worse than before! So they couldn’t bear it any longer and started to rebel.

"From Toulon to here, it’s all Rebel Army activity zones. Many places have seen grain merchants, Parliament members as well as Christians slaughtered.

"I’ve also been in danger several times, luckily I produced the enlistment papers from the Church Court, proving that I’m a noble."

Anning was astonished. Is that really Napoleon? Would that Napoleon inspect the living conditions of the people?

Did I, during those years in Briena, actually influence Napoleon’s personality?

On second thought, yeah, this boy has been listening to my ramblings since he was ten, his perceptions must have been affected ahhh!

But aren’t there just a few topics when Chinese men shoot the breeze?

What am I doing ah! I can’t just keep shooting the breeze in front of a kid because it’s enjoyable!

Anning, realizing how stupid he had been, wished he could invent a time machine and punch his newly-arrived transmigrated self.

Napoleon had no clue what Anning was thinking and asked enthusiastically, "You must already have a way to solve this issue fundamentally! Let’s get to work! Andy! No, General!"

Anning thought you make it sound so easy. I’m just a transmigrated programmer, the best I could do is manage a game economy in Victoria 2; I have no freaking idea how to solve a real economic crisis!

Most importantly, since Anning transmigrated, he had never truly intended to achieve something big in France. He had thought about sitting on the fence, slacking off, and taking advantage of the script for personal gains.

To describe Anning’s life goal after transmigration in the style of a light novel title, it would be "Without Hardship or Trouble, Easily Become a Wealthy Noble and Powerful Official, the Laid-back Slow Life of a Former Office Drone, Better Yet With a Beautiful and Cute Wife."