Chapter 652: Poland's "Big Brother"
The main streets of Paris had now been fully paved with asphalt, creating smooth, modern roads that exuded a futuristic charm far ahead of their time.
The carriage carrying Prince Poniatowski stopped in the "New Paris Commercial District" between Paris and Versailles. Stepping out of the vehicle, the prince couldn't help but sigh,
"I hope Warsaw can one day be as prosperous as this."
As he stepped out, his eyes fell upon a newly constructed stadium, its design clearly inspired by the Roman Colosseum.
The surrounding area was still sparsely developed, with few buildings and only a handful of passersby. Two wooden rail tracks extended somewhat forlornly toward the stadium. Yet considering that just three years ago, this area was nothing but forests and wasteland, the speed of development was impressive.
The prince followed the French officials who had come to greet him, heading into a dormitory specifically built for athletes. Here, he offered words of encouragement to the Polish athletes participating in the games.
The athletes' accommodations, meals, and travel expenses were all covered by the French government. As long as a competitor met the minimum performance standards, they were eligible for sponsorship.
This generous policy had enabled Poland to send 18 athletes to Paris. The dormitory was bustling with people, and a French official standing nearby proudly informed the prince that over 200 athletes from around the world had come to compete.
For context, more than a century later, the first modern Olympic Games would host just over 250 athletes. Given the limited transportation options of the 18th century, this turnout was truly unprecedented.
However, Prince Poniatowski's focus was not on the games. After briefly encouraging the Polish athletes, he hurried to Versailles, knowing that this visit to France might determine Poland's future.
The Royal Armory, Southeast of Versailles
At the Royal Armory, Prince Poniatowski met the French Crown Prince as scheduled.
Joseph had chosen this location for its seclusion and its suitability for discussions involving maps, sand tables, and other military tools.
"It's a pleasure to meet you again, Your Highness," the prince said, bowing deeply.
"His Majesty, the King of Poland, has asked me to express his heartfelt gratitude for the invaluable assistance you've provided to Poland."
Joseph smiled and returned the courtesy before guiding him to a seat.
"We're family—you don't need to stand on ceremony," he said warmly.
After all, King Louis XV had married a Polish princess, making France and Poland relatives by marriage.
"Time is short, so let's get straight to business," Joseph said, his tone turning serious.
"First and foremost, you must remove Prussian officers from your military."
The prince nodded but hesitated.
"Yes, Your Highness, you've advised me on this matter before, but they haven't…"
Joseph suppressed his frustration. Am I the one with a grasp of history, or are you? he thought.
Still, he composed himself and offered a reason the Poles couldn't refuse.
"As you know, France and Prussia don't have the best relationship. We've even fought skirmishes in the Southern Netherlands and Silesia in recent years.
"If Poland faces invasion, we will send a military advisory team and perhaps even volunteer troops to assist you.
"However, I doubt our soldiers would be comfortable working alongside Prussian officers. The reverse is likely true as well."
The prince's expression grew grave. Joseph's meaning was clear—Poland had to choose between France and Prussia.
Joseph felt like a parent trying to coax a stubborn child, despite doing everything to help them. Sensing the prince's hesitation, he pressed on.
"Oh, by the way, I plan to invest in the port of Gdańsk. An initial sum of 4 million francs should suffice, with more to follow as needed.
"As you know, France's trade with the German states is growing rapidly, and Gdańsk will become a key hub for our goods."
This time, Prince Poniatowski didn't hesitate. Smiling broadly, he replied,
"That would be wonderful! Are there any conditions attached to this investment?"
"No conditions. It's purely an investment, granting us a share of the port. That's all," Joseph said.
The prince was overjoyed.
He had expected France to demand trade privileges, control over the port, or even management rights, as Prussia often did. Instead, it was a straightforward investment.
"Thank you for your generosity," the prince said enthusiastically.
"I'll have Count Małachowski personally oversee the project to ensure your investment yields excellent returns."
Poland had poured all its resources into preparing for war. An investor willing to fund civilian infrastructure was a godsend.
For Joseph, however, the investment was about more than economics. It was a strategic move to prevent Prussia from seizing Gdańsk.
For Prussia, gaining control of this port was far more valuable than annexing a few Polish provinces. If Poland wouldn't defend the port, Joseph would do it for them.
And the deal was mutually beneficial.
Gdańsk was the gateway to much of Eastern Europe's trade. While Joseph had promised not to seek special privileges, French ships using the port would undoubtedly receive better services, including priority docking.
Moreover, if war broke out, France could position itself as Gdańsk's "savior." Even without demanding privileges, the local government would likely offer them eagerly.
Joseph continued,
"Additionally, I'd like to help Warsaw establish an armory to produce Charleville muskets and artillery."
Prince Poniatowski was momentarily speechless.
Poland's arms production capacity had always been limited, primarily because the government lacked the funds to invest in weapon factories.
Although expanded silver mining in Tarnowskie Góry had somewhat eased Poland's financial strain, plans to build an armory were still three years away.
For the French Crown Prince to step in with such a timely offer felt like a miracle. If the factory could begin production before Russia invaded, Poland would face the enemy with far greater confidence.
Currently, Poland's domestic arms production met less than 30% of its needs, with most muskets and ammunition imported. Heavy artillery was even scarcer.
Recalling an important point, the prince asked,
"Your Highness, regarding funding… Poland may not be able to contribute much."
Joseph waved off the concern.
"No need to worry. The Banque de France will provide low-interest loans, along with craftsmen and technicians. However, to avoid unnecessary diplomatic complications, the funding and technical assistance must remain strictly confidential."
"Of course. I can assure you of that."
"Oh, one more thing," Joseph added.
"The investments in the port and the armory will be made using paper francs."
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