Chapter 543: Ah! It'll All Be Fine, It'll All Be Fine, It'll All Be Fine!
Subsequently, the High Courts in several French provinces also publicly announced the trials of multiple major Tax Farmer magnates. Although most had not yet been sentenced, merely the names of the accused were enough to shock everyone.
Fould, head of the Tax Farmers' General Assembly; Balo, a prominent Parisian banker; Pélier, second president of the Marseille Chamber of Commerce...
Aside from Fould, most people hadn't even known the others were Tax Farmers. Now, everyone finally understood who the true manipulators behind the Tax Farmers' General Assembly were.
As Bolloré was sentenced to death, everyone erupted in ecstasy—eradicating the masterminds behind the scenes was far more thrilling than merely executing hundreds of tax collectors.
Led by Paris, people spontaneously took to the streets in various locations to celebrate, a testament to the public's deep-seated hatred for the Tax Farmers—especially given that recently, the government's Tax Bureau had begun taking over tax collection, and they presented a stark contrast to those previously working for the Tax Farmers' offices.
The tax officials were all unfailingly polite, without the habit of brandishing sticks while speaking, nor would they deliberately complicate matters for merchants or factories, collecting taxes strictly according to tax law.
While Robespierre and his fellow Jacobins were somewhat idealistic and sometimes acted too radically, their conviction to build an egalitarian, free nation for the people and uphold social justice was unequivocal. This made them vastly different from previous officials, who at least didn't make personal enrichment their goal.
Consequently, the Tax Bureau quickly earned high praise among the populace. And His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who oversaw the establishment of the Tax Bureau, saw his prestige grow daily, leading to an even greater surge in public support for the royal family.
On the second floor of the Tuileries Palace, Fulco, Director of the Tax Bureau, was reporting on the collection of fines: “...Currently, the total amount collected so far is 42 million Francs. Those who have paid in full include Baron Morrel, Baron Pélier, and seven others. The others are still raising funds.”
As for more than half still uncollected, he wasn't particularly anxious, as the sum was simply too immense. This current amount was only possible because the Tax Farmers had been preparing their tax farming bids, which allowed them to produce such a large sum all at once. Otherwise, even with tens of millions in assets, it would be extremely difficult to immediately come up with two or three million.
At the very least, government expenditures for the first half of the year were no longer a concern, with even a considerable surplus.
Joseph told Fulco: “I will have the High Court expedite the verdicts for Morrel and the others. I believe the others will speed up their fine payments significantly after that.”
For cooperative Tax Farmers like Morrel, leniency in sentencing was naturally appropriate, serving as an example for other Tax Farmers.
Fulco continued: “Your Royal Highness, as for the assets of Hope and Van Kiewicz, they haven't been fully investigated yet. However, Hope's various funds remaining in the country should not exceed 4 million Francs, and Van Kiewicz's are estimated to be around 6 million.”
Joseph suppressed the anger in his heart and said gravely: “I have already had Archbishop Talleyrand issue a diplomatic note to the Netherlands. Those two rascals will have to pay their fines and face trial sooner or later.”
He had received a report last week that Hope and Van Kiewicz, those two Dutch financiers, had escaped France and likely fled under the cover of the Dutch embassy.
According to the Intelligence Bureau's analysis, Hope likely had a body double who was still present in the Dutch embassy.
The Dutch Patriot Party originally represented the bourgeois forces. It was no surprise they would protect financial magnates after coming to power.
However, the Patriot Party had sided against France during the previous Brabant uprising in the Southern Netherlands, and now, with this latest maneuver, they would definitely need a good dressing-down in the future.
Joseph felt a sharp pang of annoyance at the thought. Hope and Van Kiewicz had taken at least ten million Francs in fines from him. 'That's all my money!' he fumed internally.
As he was silently mulling over his misfortune, he suddenly heard a mix of lutes, bagpipes, and small drums from outside the window, with many people loudly singing along to the music.
The melody was very familiar, prompting Joseph to curiously approach the window and look down.
He saw a small “band” wielding various instruments leading a procession of six or seven hundred people on the street south of the Tuileries Palace. They carried numerous straw effigies and walked along, singing loudly with joyous expressions, apparently celebrating something.
As the crowd drew closer, Joseph could finally make out the portraits on the effigies' faces, and despite the crude artistry, Bolloré's facial features were still discernible.
Then he heard the singing emanating from the crowd—
Ah! It'll all be fine, it'll all be fine, it'll all be fine!
People keep repeating today, Ah! It'll all be fine, it'll all be fine, it'll all be fine!
Even if the Tax Farmers are tyrannical, everything will still work out!
Our target is the hateful Tax Farmers' office, We march forward, singing "Hallelujah!"
Ah! It'll all be fine, it'll all be fine, it'll all be fine!
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince once said, Prophesying it like a prophet, Humming my gentle tune, People joyfully declared:
Ah! It'll all be fine, it'll all be fine, it'll all be fine, even if, They stole all our money, everything will still come to pass!
Ah! It'll all be fine, it'll all be fine, it'll all be fine!
Robespierre and Duport sing in the cafe, Ah! It'll all be fine, it'll all be fine, it'll all be fine!
Let us hope, for good days are coming!
The people of France could only stay silent before, But now the Tax Farmers say: "I bow my head in apology!"
Ah! It'll all be fine, it'll all be fine, it'll all be fine!
The Crown Prince guides us, To break the unjust taxes, And bring back peaceful lives!
...
Ah! It'll all be fine, it'll all be fine, it'll all be fine!
Drive the Tax Farmers to the execution platform!
Ah! It'll all be fine, it'll all be fine, it'll all be fine!
Hang the Tax Farmers' heads from the lampposts!
Joseph listened for a while, then suddenly realized: 'Isn't this the famous song from the Great Revolution, "Ah! Ça ira"?' It was also known as 'The Lamppost Song of Joy.'
Back then, when Louis XVI attempted to flee and was brought back by the National Guard, the citizens of Paris had sung this very song as they escorted him to the Tuileries Palace. Of course, the lyrics at the time had primarily denounced the king's attempted escape, whereas now they had been altered to criticize the Tax Farmers.
'I had thought that since my father hadn't tried to escape in this timeline,' Joseph mused, 'this song would fade into the river of history. Who knew it would stubbornly reappear?'
Before long, the joyous procession merged with another group at the street corner, swelling to over a thousand people, and marched grandly towards Louvre Square.
Just as Fulco finished his report, Joseph immediately changed into an inconspicuous black coat, boarded a carriage, and followed the procession with keen interest.
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