Solovyov in Tsarist Russia 1796.

Chapter 255 The Journey of Little Trianon
As for what Bolivar wants to do, considering the current means of communication, we can only tell him some methodology and let him unite his comrades, but we can't help him in any other way.

What's more, the British made great efforts in the South American revolutionary war. They made great efforts for the raw material base and the market for dumping goods. They also sent Kirkland to South America for support. This happened just 20 years later.

What he had to do now was to accompany Paulina to Petit Trianon to escape the summer heat. The weather in Paris had been very hot these days, causing the ladies to wear relatively cool clothes. At this moment, the large areas of skin on their arms and shoulders were exposed, which was very beautiful.

Polina had used whalebone in her skirts, which made her breasts look particularly full, and she was quite unrestrained now, holding both children in her arms, one on each side.

"Ma'am, I think you should be more careful about your image in front of the children. Besides, it's too hot in this carriage."

"Yeah, I'm already sweating, you can open the window."

After opening the carriage window, natural wind was brought in, but the smell of perfume sprayed by the ladies also blew into Solovyov's seat.

Only people who have smelled it can appreciate this mixed smell. Although these two ladies are very clean, it is unlikely that you would say they are "sweating profusely".

Fortunately, they arrived in Versailles and had seen the outer walls of the Palace of Versailles.

"It's unexpected that this place is so dilapidated!"

"I heard from my brother that after the Revolution, the king moved away from here very quickly. Later, it began to be abandoned."

In other words, the architectural structure of the Palace of Versailles itself is relatively solid, and most of the main buildings do not require too much maintenance and can remain largely intact.

However, the interior decoration is not in a good condition.

Even now, when this carriage and a few followers arrived here, people were seen moving things out.

"What are you doing?"

"Ma'am, these are the furniture and door panels from the auction. You know, these things can't be wasted."

Speaking of which, the situation was not optimistic after the Palace of Versailles was no longer inhabited, especially when it was used as a club and activity venue, it lacked maintenance. After the sans-culottes moved in, they even used the greenhouse garden of the Palace of Versailles to grow potatoes and onions, that is, they planted 200 apple trees, which was more in tune with the garden of this palace.

"It's like burning the piano and cooking the crane, but there's nothing we can do about it. It's a waste to leave this palace empty."

"Michelle, what do you mean by that?"

"In China, the guqin and the crane are symbols of elegance. I'm just saying this is the way it is. There must be people who stole jewelry and destroyed the hunting grounds, clearing out all the animals."

"You, a Russian, seem to be more angry than the French, Michel."

"Just expressing my feelings, Polina."

"If you knew that there was a Mr. Delacroix who wanted to raze this place to the ground, what would you say?"

Pauline was not completely ignorant, but the Mr. Delacroix she was talking about was the father of the painter, whose proposal was to completely destroy the Palace of Versailles, but ultimately failed.

That gentleman served as a senior official in the Bouches-du-Rhône and Gironde departments, and also sold a large amount of state property at a very low price at the auction of the Palace of Versailles, especially selling the treasures collected by the Palace of Versailles to George III to decorate Buckingham Palace and Windsor Castle. In addition, he also worked in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and his wife may have had some relationship with Mr. Talleyrand.

According to Napoleon, all the ministers, parliamentarians, senior officials and mayors who rose to prominence during the French Revolution were probably taking money from the national treasury, and any one of them might have a fortune of hundreds of thousands of francs.

Even for an innocent man like Moreau, his official residence, castle, and other properties were worth 50 francs.

It was Napoleon himself, who had actually achieved the greatest result of the revolution, becoming the lifelong ruler, and also possessing a huge amount of wealth, especially from Italy.

The plunder of the First Consul could not be called plunder, but required contributions from the locals. It is no wonder that some Italian nobles, after contributing their own property, tried their best to get the Austrians back, which harmed their interests.

The current state of the Palace of Versailles is indeed a cause for regret. Many of the treasures of the Bourbon royal family of France are stored here, but they were all sold to foreigners or directly stolen, and many of them are missing.

As for the Petit Trianon, when Paulina paid to rent it, she was also disappointed to see that it was in a dilapidated state.

“I thought that the palaces left behind by Madame de Pompadour and Queen Marie Antoinette would be well-kept since they were still in use!”

"Polina, at least the room you need is clean."

Solovyov said so, and Sylvia echoed: "Yes, ma'am, we don't need a reception room either, we want to use the garden and lawn here more.

At least the area around Petit Trianon is relatively clean. There are no onions or potato servers here, but lawns and gardens. After all, it was once the Jacobin Club's branch in the palace. Now, it also hosts various parties and local salons, so it still has to maintain basic decency.

As for the servants, they had to make the beds and clean out the Petit Trianon, and people could only move in at night.

Paulina asked the servants to open the blankets and parasols, and she and Sylvia held their children there to enjoy the cool air. However, their babies were tired from the journey, so they curled up in their mothers' arms and took a nap.

"We are all tired too, Michelle, don't you want to come and rest with us?"

"Forget it. I want to take this opportunity to visit this palace which no longer has its glory."

The current situation in the Palace of Versailles is indeed not very optimistic. It is more like a large warehouse, and the main palace is used to store property confiscated from the exiles.

Moreover, the gate of the palace was still blocked. When Solovyov met the gatekeeper, the gatekeeper offered him a key for a fee and an hour's tour.

"Sir, this is a good deal."

"I think I'd better forget it. I'd like to see the native apples and onions grown here."

But the potato-grown stuff is really not that good. If it were used as a server for Ubisoft, it would probably be disliked.

"What you're planting is still not good enough. The land should be deeper. And damn, what the hell are you using for fertilizer? It stinks. Fermented manure shouldn't have such a strong smell."

Versailles had been lacking toilets during the Bourbon period, and now it was even more smelly. It was far inferior to Solovyov's estate and the village given to him by the Tsar.

After all, many of the Parisian sans-culottes are lumpen proletarians, not truly simple urban workers and country farmers. Whatever they do, most of them are just making trouble, such as sawing off a noble lady's head. Whatever they do in France, it sounds very cruel.

But he also didn't want to go to the Palace of Versailles and still instruct farmers on how to farm, making himself look like a physiocrats farmer.

Even though he was very interested in farming and had done it in the Tsar's court, it didn't mean he would continue to do it after he was released.

Moreover, it is still a long way from the completion of Mendeleev's periodic table, and there are many useful trace elements that cannot be explained clearly.

He would never show off this "secret weapon" outside of Russia, but only used it in his own village. Moreover, those high-quality tomatoes and cabbages occupied the tables of many nobles in St. Petersburg.

In addition, he also likes to grow lettuce, and the corners of each greenhouse and each field can be utilized.

"Sir, since you know how to farm, we still want to ask you for advice." "I just said it, it's all about fertilization. This manure is too smelly, and it's just onions. It will be more troublesome if you change it to something else."

Then he lost interest in sightseeing and returned to the Petit Trianon.

On the lawn, Paulina and Sylvia both fell asleep with their children in their arms. Considering that they are still very young, the picture of parents and children sleeping together is very cute.

Octavia lay in her mother's arms, with both of her little hands on her mother's belly. She must have told her mother again how much she loved this baby. It was Sylvia who had been raising her alone and had done a good job in early childhood education, so everyone who saw this child loved her very much.

He picked up his daughter and looked at her sleeping face. He felt a little sad when he thought that he would have to leave Paris soon and be separated from his child for a long time.

"Michele, this child is a very deep sleeper. She sleeps so soundly even when you hold her in your arms."

"you're awake?"

"Yeah, I woke up."

Sylvia's hair is disheveled and her eyes are dazed now, and this lazy look is indeed somewhat charming.

"How do you feel now?"

"When I was pregnant with Octavia, I didn't feel anything, except when the little one moved around in my tummy."

"Our daughter is indeed very well-behaved and cute."

"That's why the lady likes it so much and wants to keep it by her side. In fact, she also wants me to take care of her 'Cupid'."

"Then you have a great responsibility. Although Demid is a lovely child, he is very weak and you have to take good care of him."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of him. And Pauletta is very good recently."

Polina was sleeping soundly holding her son and was not disturbed at all by the two of them talking loudly.

"Ugh?"

"You guys are always passionate when you make out with anyone."

"Not really. I felt that Pauletta was more proactive, but she took the initiative to detain me."

"Yes, it was my idea. Although Prince Borghese seems to love Pauletta very much now and had been intimate with her many times before you came over, he is too frivolous."

The pairing of these two can be said to be just right.

"You are so interesting."

"After all, Pauletta and I are better together. She loves me very much and entrusted her child to me."

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now, let's see how the cleaning is going."

The "King's Bedroom" in the Petit Trianon Palace is entirely pink in color, even the bed has pink-based patterns.

"It's really beautiful here, Pauletta would love it here, and she has always wanted to live in this palace."

"Sylvia, in a few months, I will leave you again, and I also need your forgiveness."

Here Solovyov hugged Sylvia and held her tightly against him.

"This is inevitable, and you are a little pessimistic. We will definitely meet again. If you are on the battlefield, you must..."

"I can't help it. I'm a soldier, and I can't retire easily. The reason you rejected me was because you were worried about my future, and you knew my wish."

"Yeah, in the end I am still the one who feels sorry for myself."

"Then I'll stay with you while I'm in Paris and watch Octavia grow up. And for this child, if it's a boy, what name are you going to give him?"

"Giuseppe, in France and Russia it would be Joseph."

"If it was a girl, I would have named her Pauletta, but I have a sister named Pauletta, and Pauletta looks too bold. It would be better to give it something else."

"You know she's very rash, so what name are you going to give her?"

Sylvia also winked at Solovyov, hoping that he could use his brain and complete the task.

"I think, Aurora, it should be good, Aurora."

"You really hope that our children will have a bright future."

"Of course. I am very clear that although France and Russia will not fight this year, the war is not far away. Fortunately, Paris and St. Petersburg are far away from the war, and the main battlefield is also clear."

"I don't know anything about military affairs, Michele. Don't treat me as your subordinate or staff member."

"I want to be promoted to colonel. I will be qualified only after I become the head of a regiment, right?"

After all, Solovyov couldn't avoid paying more attention to his career. He thought about his current status. Unless one day in the future, the Russian army came to Paris, he would not have the opportunity to be with Sylvia for a long time like now.

"Michele, I hope you will have a good future, too."

"I hope you live a happy life here. You are so cruel to yourself."

"You are the kind of person I like. I don't like those frivolous people. Even when Camillo proposed to me several times, I refused. It is safer for me to be his housekeeper."

"But I am a little frivolous now. Look, I am holding you so tightly."

"With your current condition, you have only slept with three girls in total. Compared with that prince, you are far behind."

It seems that in Sylvia's eyes, my little thing is nothing.
"Since you like an 'honest man' like me, give me a kiss."

Given Sylvia's current physical condition, she could only kiss and hug.

(End of this chapter)