On a street near the sea in Marseille, there is a 5-storey building, just 30 meters away from the Cte d'Azur, in front of this building is a brick and stone paved road, at this time the road is full of people, there are people selling fresh seafood, clothes, perfumes, cosmetics, as well as all kinds of Italian handicrafts, olive oil, this port city in the south of France adjacent to the Mediterranean, about the closest place in France to prosperous Italy!

Almost all of the goods from Italy were distributed and peddled here, which meant that Letizia could hear the familiar local accent at all times, with Italian merchants selling their goods in Italian or haggling with locals in broken French with an Italian accent.

It's not a good idea to call it lame, but a more appropriate adjective is "awkward", after all, France and Italy are only separated by an Alpine! Italian merchants who have been traveling for a long time will naturally learn decent French.

The Mediterranean breeze is always warm, at least in the waters of Italy and southern France, where there are few bitter and wild storms, and the sea breeze here seems to have been tamed by the local wine and beauty, becoming as gentle as a mother's (ài) caressing, and even sweet with a hint of wine. Standing by the sea is undoubtedly a happy thing (qíng) in this season!

There are also simple sunny restaurants made of propped up canvas (shēn) where you can dine under the warm sun and the refreshing sea breeze, which offset each other to ensure you are in a comfortable temperature!

I can assure you that this is more comfortable than being in the most luxurious, air-conditioned room, where you will not see tacky, artificial, vulgar statues and paintings. Here, you don't need to look at oil paintings and imagine the beauty out of thin air, because everything here is real and within reach! Nature is right next to yours (shēn), and the sea and sky are right in front of you!

You can breathe in the freshest air, listen to the sound of the sea breeze and waves washing the beach, and the chirping of seagulls hovering in the sky, everything is so freehand, here you can taste the best of the best of Europe's two gastronomic powers, here there are both authentic Italian cuisine and exquisite French specialties.

And all this makes Letizia feel as if she has returned to her hometown, that small island in the Mediterranean Sea - Corsica, Letizia just sits by the (chuáng), opens the window, let the sea breeze pass through her fingertips, and let the smell of the sea fill her room, this is the taste of freedom, but also the taste of home!

Letizia has chestnut curly hair, a pair of sad eyes that reveal a determined gaze, a high nose (tǐng), a high and pointed nose that looks unusually proud, and a slender jaw that symbolizes her energy, she is a typical Italian woman, or rather a Corsican woman.

Fate played a big joke on her, twenty-four years ago, she (tǐng) followed her husband in the Corsican jungle to hide from the French; Twenty-four years later, she fled her homeland with her son, under the protection of the French, along the same route through the jungle.

Once upon a time, both husband and wife were supporters of Corsican independence (rè), and his husband Carlo? Mary? Advance? Bonaparte was the aide-de-camp of General Pauli, the leader of Corsica's independence, and they stubbornly resisted the French invaders in an attempt to restore Corsica to its freedom and independence again, and the first time they succeeded! That year, she gave birth to her first boy, named Joseph.

But the success of a revolt did not usher in a happy ending, but the stormy revenge of the French, who swept Corsica like a hurricane by the French army, this time, they were stronger and more numerous! There is no doubt that the Corsican (ài) nations have failed!

With a few hundred cronies, Pauli fled Corsica in a hurry and sought refuge in Italy. Leaving only Letizia's husband Carlo? Bonaparte, a nineteen-year-old young officer cleaning up the mess. A miracle did not occur, at least not today, when Carlo surrendered to the French army with the remnants.

Of course, perhaps this miracle did happen, because it was at this time that Letizia's second son was born, whom she named - Napoleoni!

As it turned out, Corsica's revenge was not absent, it was just late! This Corsican avenger will show the French the power of the Corsicans and make them remember their name forever - Napoleon? Bonaparte! He will rule all of France as a Corsican (shēn) and push France to a peak that has never been reached!

But Napoleon's quest for revenge was unsuccessful, and although he once regarded General Pauly as a great hero, it is a pity that judging by the astonishing speed with which he fled in a hurry, this hero is probably not worthy of his name, and it is more appropriate to call him a "bear".

As mentioned above, Napoleon was treated as an outcast by him, just like Napoleon's parents at the beginning, and it was at this moment that our Corsican avengers set the goal of revenge on this former great hero (shēn), and vowed to get rid of him as soon as possible!

And this time, for revenge, Napoleon firmly sided with France, acted as an invader, and tried to use the power of France to clean up his sworn enemy Pauli!

Of course, it may be inappropriate to call it an invader, given that Corsica is still a sacred and integral part of France to this day (rì??? It's a mess of money!

But it turned out that Napoleon failed, just like the last time! The last time he tried to expel the French army with a Corsican (shēn) share, this time he tried to conquer Corsica with a Frenchman's (shēn) portion. Life is so fickle!

Poly had a lot of supporters and managed to take the fortress, and once again Napoleon hit a wall in front of that damned fortress, which seemed to be Napoleon's destined nemesis, whether it was Corsican or Fa National, but the result was the same!

It turns out that when you encounter a hurdle that you can't overcome, you don't necessarily need to get up where you fall, and it's not necessarily a bad thing to get around it! If Napoleon had spent his life conquering this fortress on Corsica, there would be no legend of Napoleon the Great as we know it!

Napoleon's mother's Letizia came here in this situation, from the bottom of her heart, Letizia did not want to leave Corsica, for a forty-three-year-old woman, it is not easy to leave her hometown where she has lived for forty-three years, all the good memories of her life are left on the island that haunts her, even all her possessions and the remains of her husband!

Here she is not only a foreigner with an Italian accent of French, but also a destitute foreigner!

What an irony! Her family, which had been highly respected and entrenched in Corsica for hundreds of years, was driven out of her homeland overnight, lost all her possessions, and had to rely on the French to help her two daughters wear shabby clothes and buy cheap groceries. (shēn) is a mother who feels deep self-reproach and guilt.

Just as she stared blankly in the direction of Corsica, gazing at the blue sea, imagining the scene of Corsica at this time, and recalling the good old days when her children had not grown up and her husband was alive, a sharp knock on the door interrupted her scattered thoughts and pulled her soul back!

She cautiously came to the door, opened the door a crack, and asked in a low voice, "Who?" "I can't help but be careful, the Bonaparte family doesn't have many acquaintances in France, and if there were, they should have come to the door a long time ago!

Through the crack outside the door, she saw a typical French man in a white and blue-rimmed trench coat with a big nose, he had shiny brown hair, and he had a strange beard, which was a bit exaggerated even from the perspective of French aesthetics! But he has a pair of clear eyes that exude a kind gaze, which makes people think that he is amiable and not evil.

"Madame, are we looking for Napoleon? Monsieur Bonaparte! We were friends he made in Paris, and we came to see him! The odd bearded man took off his hat and saluted, and it was a gentle middle-aged man's voice.

"Hey, I'm the master, okay? Louie, can you please not steal my lines! A mature man with black hair, black beard, black tricorne, a beautiful hair on his chin, and an impeccable smile squeezed away the beard in front of him, and muttered indignantly.

"Madame, I am a friend of Napoleon's in Paris, called Hanschel? Segade, who has come to him and has a gift for you! It was Han Xing, and after speaking, he stuffed a bag of sausages into Mrs. Letizia's arms.

Looking at the sausage in her arms, Madame Letizia immediately began to cry, which frightened Han Xing and his party, and Han Xing immediately poked Louis XVI and said: "I said, what kind of sausage to buy as a gift for the Italians!" Italy is rich in sausages, okay! You still have to choose this, now okay? Makes people cry! ”

Louis XVI shrugged helplessly and said, "I think sausages are more suitable for her current needs!" ”

Han Xing immediately took out his gift mysteriously???????? A bag of bread! It was the kind of French baguette in a paper bag, and said, "Don't worry, Madame, we didn't just send you sausages, but also bread!" ”

Louis XVI on the side glanced at Han Xing with a look of "guan(ài) mentally retarded", and said in his heart: "You dare to complain that I send sausages!" If you actually send bread, will you send cow (nǎi) and eggs next! The four pieces of breakfast (tào) are almost ready for you! ”

"Gentlemen, I'm sorry I lost my temper just now, I don't have any problem with your gifts, really! I just remembered my late husband, his favorite authentic Italian sausage with red wine! Letizia wiped her tears, "Come in!" By the way, I'm Napoleoni's mother, Letizia? Bonaparte! She smiled.

"Hanschel? Mr. Segaard? While leading Han Xing and the others into the door, she repeatedly chanted Han Xing's name in her heart, thought about it for a while, and finally had a trace of impression: "Ah! I've heard Napoleoni talk about you and say you helped him a lot when he was in Paris! I thank you for him! I saw the mother bow slightly.

Han Xing immediately jumped up from his chair and said, "Please don't do this, Madame Bonaparte, he has also given me a lot of help!" Saying that, Han Xing immediately bowed and returned the salute.

"Gentlemen, it's a coincidence that you're here, Napoleon is coming back for the ball today, and you can wait for him here!" Madame Letizia said with a smile. Then she asked, "Gentlemen, would you like some lunch?" "Like a (rè) (qíng) hospitable and gracious hostess.

Before Han Xing and the others could answer, the door rang again, accompanied by a young man's voice, "Mom, I'm back!" ”