"I'm glad you can judge so clearly where we are with France, Charles." Joseph took another sip of his coffee, and seemed much more pleasant than before.

This is probably because Charles's "political consciousness" has been tested, and it feels that Charles is really following the "central line".

That's a good thing.

Since the other party is willing to tell himself such a big secret, it means that he really regards himself as an important backbone member, and Charles understands it very well.

To be honest, since Britain does have a bonaparte family that shares hatred and can shake hands with the British in order to return to the pinnacle of power (if not to say groveling), what psychological burden will a person like Charles have...... As long as you can regain power, it doesn't matter what you do.

So he drank his coffee without a care.

Miss Perriette, who was evidently much lighter than the two men, added sugar spoonful by spoonful, scooped it with a small spoon, and drank it slowly.

After a while, seeing that the atmosphere had been calmed down from the slightly agitated atmosphere just now, Joseph Bonaparte spoke again.

"Charles, the letter you sent yesterday, I have received, very interesting news."

So fast? Charles was a little surprised.

Apparently Joseph Bonaparte came to Paris, although very low-key, but definitely well-informed.

"And what do you think about this?" Charles asked directly.

"That's a great thing." Joseph Bonaparte set the tone directly, "The Count of Dillion is old, though. But there is still a lot of influence in the political arena, and it can be said in the court, if it can stand on our side. Obviously a great thing. But...... I think they are still in the tentative stage, and they may not have much confidence in us......"

As he spoke, he groaned, apparently still thinking about what to do.

Charles didn't speak, leaving the other party to make up his mind.

"Charles, what do you think should be done?" Joseph Bonaparte suddenly asked directly, "After all, my life in France is very short, and I can't see the situation as clearly as you can......"

Is this still an exam?

But Charles had thought about it beforehand. also had an idea, so he answered directly.

"I think it's up to me to get in touch with each other first. Confirm the sincerity of the cooperation first. If people think that we have no hope of success, then what is the use of trying to please us? If the other party really wants to cooperate, let the other side give their own asking price, and then talk about Zuihou's cooperation......"

"Hmm. Since you say so. So do it, and as long as the Dilier family's asking price is within a reasonable range, we can try to agree to him. After listening to Charles's opinion, Joseph Bonaparte made up his mind directly, and the meaning of trust and reliance (and co-optation) was overflowing, "Charles, I'm going to trouble you again this time, Xiexie." ”

"I should do it." Charles bowed his head modestly.

Apparently. Ever since Charles fulfilled his promise and really helped to get Prime Minister Sirte out of office. Apparently Joseph Bonaparte was completely impressed by him.

It would be nice if the guy on the other side of the channel could think the same way......

"I won't say much about gratitude, that's too boring, anyway...... It's all up to you! Joseph stood up and patted Charles on the shoulder, "I have other things to do, so I'll take my leave." ”

Then he turned to Miss Blue Stockings and nodded his farewell. And this young lady just smiled slightly, which was considered a return of the gift. Then Joseph Bonaparte strode out of the drawing-room.

How? He didn't even live here?

It seems that Joseph Bonaparte, even to this extent, still had reservations about himself. But this is also for the sake of safety, and Charles doesn't mind.

"It's really just the two of us this time, Charles." Miss Perriette took another sip of her cup and smiled, "Are you satisfied with tonight's hospitality?" ”

"Very satisfied, Xiexie, for your hospitality, Miss Perriette—I will continue to call you that." Charles nodded in acknowledgement.

"That's good." The other party still smiled, "I heard that you have been out of the limelight lately." ”

"Fortunately, the left and right are just taking advantage of the situation, and it is not me who makes Sirte step down, but our venerable king Bixia." In the face of praise, Charles is still very calm.

"yes!" Miss Perriette sighed a little suddenly, "Fools are always clever and proud to do something stupid. The scary thing is that this kind of person can always be at the top...... This kind of ignorant monarchy is ridiculous. ”

"It's not just a phenomenon in monarchies." Still, Charles said a fair word.

"But it's going to be especially prominent." Miss Perriette replied, and then she suddenly looked up, "Charles, you like to play chess, don't you?" You see, who are the chess players in Europe right now? The king of France was a philistine, but already a haode, and on the thrones of Prussia and Austria sat an idiot and a madman, and Russia ......"

Her tone grew more and more sarcastic, almost gritting her teeth.

"Our venerable Tsar Nicholas I, Bixia, is an ignorant and self-righteous wretch, who always thinks that cruelty and harshness is fortitude, that willfulness and stubbornness are calm, and that capriciousness is wisdom! That's right, he's a self-absorbed idiot who can only be a platoon commander with enough vision to be a platoon leader, but he always likes to be complacent about the fame he stole from. ”

Are you sure you're not really talking about the guy whose surname is Chang and who loves to keep a diary? Charles couldn't help but complain in his heart.

However, although he could not understand that the other party weishenme hated the Russian tsar so much, this did not prevent him from scolding the tsar in order to please the master here.

"His throne may have been stolen."

"It must have been stolen." Miss Perriette said hatefully, "And the throne will not bring him any good luck." Shire. You know, since Peter I, none of the male tsars of the Romanov dynasty have been deserved a good life. Didn't Peter II die early? Wasn't Peter III and Paul both killed by their own relatives without any scruples? Even Alexander, who defeated Napoleon by retreating step by step, and then shamelessly proclaimed himself the liberator of Europe, was rumored to have been poisoned? I am convinced that the current Tsar will do the same. He does not deserve a more howard fate than his ancestors. ”

"Maybe."

He would have committed suicide by poisoning, and if history hadn't changed dramatically - as things stand, nothing would have changed.

"So, Charles, this is a time of philistinism, and since the fall of Napoleon, the mundane have dominated the continent. But...... This won't be too long. The long silence will eventually be shattered by thunder, and an era of roar is coming. Charles, you're going to be a chess player by then. I've always thought so. ”

Maybe it's because she's half-identified with Charles, and this Miss Perriette has changed her previous gentleness and become a little intense, maybe this is her true face? Just say "thousands of ancient romantic figures." It's time to see the present."

"I really appreciate how much you value me." Charles thanked him once again.

"Of course. Even so, the manuscript that should be written now should be written on time. As if she had been scolding herself after a while, Miss Perriette softened her tone again and put on the half-joking tone again, "You seem to have been getting off the script lately, and we can't wait." ”

"Uh...... Uh......" The sudden shift in the subject made Charles a little uncomfortable, and he waited for Ai Ai for a while before he reluctantly answered, "I've been busy lately. Really busy and unable to concentrate. When I have time, I'll concentrate on writing it for you......"

Obviously, this young lady intends to avoid those major issues and continue to disguise herself as "Miss Blue Stockings", and since this is the case, Charles is naturally happy to cooperate.

"I warn you again, don't learn from those shameful bears!" Miss Perriette seemed to laugh rather than laugh, very joking and a little serious, "Now that you do have a reason, I will wait a little longer. But you have to finish this book, or you're going to bury not only the readers, but also you, and you have to remember that, you know? ”

"Uh...... Got it, got it......" Charles agreed, sweating profusely on his face.

Being scolded by the editor for delaying the manuscript is a tragic consequence in any era...... And if there really was a pit to bury that bear, that would be great......

Miss Perriette smiled more and more happily, as if she had reprimanded her subordinates, and made her feel very good.

"By the way, you seem to have something to discuss with me, right? Now that I'm in a good mood, you can just tell me that the price will be much lower than usual. ”

"That's great!" Charles was overjoyed, "I do have something I want you to help me with. ”

Then Charles told the other party about the project that the old marquis was going to participate in.

"Mines?" When Mademoiselle Perriette heard this, she seemed to be interested, "Sounds interesting, is even the famous Baron de Beauwong involved?" ”

"That's what it says."

"Even so, you're still not at ease?"

"Yes, I'm still a little uneasy, so I've asked you to do your best to help me get to the bottom of all the details of this matter." Charles looked at the other, "Can you help me?" ”

"Yes, ......yes," replied Miss Perriette, meaningfully.

"And what do you want, and what do I pay for?" Charles interrupted her directly, and went straight in.

"What a direct person." Miss Perriette smiled again, "I haven't figured it out yet, so keep the account in mind." ”

"Yes, no problem, I owe you a request. In the future, as long as I can help you, I will do it. Charles' answer was serious, "Also, I have one more question......

"Come on, I'm in a good mood right now."

"If necessary, in a few days I may lend you a sum of money, of the larger kind, such as half a million francs. Now the market is generally six or seven percent of the annual interest, I will give you a penny and a half, three years later with interest to pay off, what do you think? ”

"Let's talk about that day." Miss Perriette's smile was vague. (To be continued......)