Governor Cairoli was thriving in Lan Fanggan, and Carlo, as king, was certainly not bad at all. Now his life is very leisurely, and after many ministers have changed their attitudes, he can also get in touch with the daily work of a monarch.

Don't think that Carlo will be an adult in a year, and these jobs or powers will obediently fall into his hands. If it weren't for the excellent performance of the previous times, let alone gradually grasping the power now, maybe he would still be busy in his studies.

Now that he has the power, Carlo won't let it slip out of his hands, so he's been trying to adapt to this life all this time.

"Chief of Guard, have this document delivered to His Excellency Bakona in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

"Chief of Guard, I have already read this plan from the Ministry of Communications, so leave it to the Prime Minister to deal with."

"Captain of the guard, bring me something to eat, I'm hungry."

Carlo took the simple food from the chief of the guard, and listened to his next plan as he ate.

"Your Majesty, at two o'clock in the afternoon I will meet with His Excellency Marclede, Minister of Agriculture, for an hour and a half, and then prepare to receive Bishop Maliff, Bishop of Palermo, who is a friendly party to our country."

Hearing this, Carlo couldn't help but speak. "Why is it that Pius IX was inspired by God, and the Vatican still chooses a pope who is hostile to our country, and they really intend to spend it with our country?"

Carlo's words to the chief of the guard could not be answered, because the implications were too broad for him to interject as a small chief of the guard.

Of course, Carlo did not expect the chief of guard in front of him to speak, because the problem of getting along with the Vatican can be described as a stubborn problem in a unified Italy. With so many prime ministers taking over, there is still nothing to do with the Vatican. It's like tofu falling into the dust, and you can't blow it.

Take, for example, the current Leo XIII, the Pope who sends an a-country protest to Italy more than twice a year against the plundering of the Church in Italy. In addition, he sought help from Germany, France, and Austria-Hungary to oppose Italy. It's simply an anti-recalcitrant diehard, shot ten times, and has to lead the Vatican against Italy.

Of course, if you peel back the anti-opposition position of this pope, this one is still very capable. He was resourceful and enthusiastic, and he attached great importance to the financial gains of the Holy See. Soon after taking office, he acquired a large number of shares and securities in Austria, Bavaria, France and Belgium. In addition, various enterprises were established, such as the Electric Automobile Company, the Flour Company, and the Bank of Rome.

Politically, Leo XIII inherited the views of his predecessor, Pius IX, and advocated that the Roman Catholic Church should resolutely oppose political freedom and democracy, oppose the separation of church and state, and oppose civil liberties and freedom of religion.

However, he has shown greater flexibility in terms of actual policy. Soon after his succession to the pope, in order to unite France against Italy, he proposed in response to the popular anti-republic view of French Catholicism that Roman Catholicism did not pursue only one form of government, but could accept any of the three forms of monarchy, aristocracy or democracy, and hoped that Catholics in France would regain the Papal States for the highest good of the Church.

Well, back again, it's still a matter of the Papal States, and the Vatican group has not given up on the Papal States until now. With theocracy and secular power, it is really a group of old stubborns living in the Middle Ages.

The Italian government is well aware of the Vatican's actions, but given the Vatican's position in the world, Italy cannot do anything either.

Carlo sometimes really envied communism, at least he didn't have the confidence to say, the Pope, he had several divisions.

But now the Vatican's problem, he doesn't need a headache, the prime minister has a headache.

After throwing the pot, Carlo felt much better, and he was more motivated for the rest of the trip.

After a light lunch in the office, Carlo continued to work on the papers.

This was followed by a meeting with the Minister of Agriculture, followed by a meeting with the Bishop of Palermo.

When both are done, the day's work will come to an end.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the physically and mentally exhausted Carlo cheered up and had dinner with his family. The younger brother, Prince Vittorio, is seventeen years old, and the family's excellent genes appear handsome and strong...... Endure...... Forget the short one. The two younger sisters are no longer as eccentric as the previous elves, and their every move at the table looks very ladylike, but occasionally a trace of beating emotion flashes in their eyes, and they can feel their childlike innocence.

Carlo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, everyone has grown up a lot.

At this time, I saw that my mother, Queen Mother Margairida, tapped the cup with a spoon and made a tinkling sound, which brought Carlo back to reality.

"Carlo, I have something to tell you."

As soon as he heard his mother's words, Carlo felt a headache. "Mom, I've said it all, I don't have the heart to attend the banquet at the moment, I need to focus more on government affairs."

In the face of Carlo's words, the Queen Mother continued to speak. "Carlo, it's not your business alone, it's a big deal for the whole kingdom. It is simply inconceivable that a king does not have a queen. ”

After speaking, Queen Mother Margairida glanced meaningfully, and Nia, who was standing behind her with some uneasiness.

Well, the pain of urging marriage that Carlo did not enjoy in his previous life has been made up for in this life.

"Mother, I'm still young now, so I don't need to rush to choose a queen."

Faced with the forced marriage of his mother in this life, Carlo felt a little overwhelmed.

"Why don't worry, the choice of the queen is very important to Italy, it's not your own liking."

Mother Margarida said this, and glanced at the little maid who was about to lose her footing.

"Mother, this ...... You have to give me time to think about this question. ”

"And how long will it take you?"

It was clear that Carlo's delay had not achieved his goal, at least the Queen Mother Malgarida did not intend to let him go like that.

Carlo, who was stared at and questioned by his mother, didn't know how to answer now, and the younger brothers and sisters sitting on the side watched Carlo's brother eat deflated in front of his mother with relish.

"Mother, Vittorio is actually at the age when it is time to get engaged, because as I am the king, it is not easy to choose at the moment, but Vittorio can definitely do it."

Vittorio opened his mouth wide and watched in surprise as his brother used himself as a shield, and the soup spoon in his hand fell to the ground.

"Mother, I've eaten, goodbye."

Carlo, who hadn't eaten a bite, quickly left his chair and ran away like a smoke, leaving only his stunned family.

Seeing her eldest son fleeing quickly, Queen Mother Margaurida showed a look of some disappointment, but she turned her head to look at her second son and immediately recovered.

Vittorio, who was being watched by his mother, immediately felt a chill hit him.

"Vittorio, you're not too small......"