Chapter 68 Self-Determination
After leading the team back to the station, Lawrence did not sit idle.
The first issue that needed to be dealt with before him was the follow-up to the Ajaccio orphanage.
Lawrence himself felt sympathy for those children from the bottom of his heart, and coupled with the process of mobilizing the people, Lawrence did not take advantage of those children.
This made Lawrence reasonable and not to treat those children badly.
Sitting in the hall of the patrol station, Lawrence took a detailed list of supplies in the church handed by Old Shaun, glanced at it casually, handed it back to Old Shaun, and said:
"Old Sean, send someone to send all the living materials inside to the orphanage now."
Old Sean took the list and nodded solemnly, even with his greedy character, this time he did not have any objections to Lawrence's allocation.
After all, he also saw the group of skinny and dried corpse-like children with his own eyes, and he really didn't know what they ate to survive on weekdays.
Can't help but sigh, Lawrence put his chin on his hand, he has no better way to deal with those children for the time being, so he has to let them continue to live in the orphanage.
Of course, they will no longer be crammed into those dark and harsh underground cells, and with the size of the orphanage, it must be no problem for each child to live in a spacious and bright room.
"Wait."
Lawrence suddenly called out to Old Sean who had walked to the door, and since he had mentioned the orphanage, he had to go around the disgusting old man, Old Mario:
"Where's old Mario now?"
Old Sean touched his head, thought for a while and said:
"Oh, that old man, now he is locked up in the dungeon like the gang, and he has been shouting that he wants to see you, my lord."
"Take me to him first."
In the patrol's dungeon, when Lawrence sees Mario Sr., he is cowering in a corner, with his head buried between his legs.
Old Mario sensed that someone was coming, looked up, and when he saw that it was Lawrence, he immediately jumped up, flew to the iron fence, kept shaking the fence, and said excitedly:
"Your Excellency Bonaparte, Lord Bonaparte! I, I did as you said, you must be satisfied! Ciro is also dead, you said before, that, you said, you will think about it, you will let mine go..."
Lawrence listened blankly, never interrupting him.
Old Mario talked to himself for half a minute, and then he noticed Lawrence's grim expression, swallowed his saliva, and asked uneasily:
"Your Excellency Bonaparte, what are you...?"
Lawrence ignored him, but suddenly asked:
"Old Mario, do you have any children?"
After hearing this, old Mario's face suddenly tightened, and he shook the iron fence even more, and said in a loud voice:
"Me, I have a son, but he has nothing to do with all this! He's a hard-working ranger who lives in the country and he doesn't know all this! ”
Lawrence chuckled, looked at old Mario and said:
"Oh, your son must be proud of you, son of good old Mario, the villagers will call him that."
"It's... Probably..."
Old Mario said in a daze, not understanding what Lawrence meant.
"Someone!"
Lawrence turned to the patrol on duty and ordered:
"Open the door to his cell."
"Ahh Your Excellency Bonaparte, are you going to let me go! This is really, you are really a saint reincarnated, simply possessed by the Virgin...! ”
Old Mario watched the patrol open his cell door, hurriedly ran out, knelt in front of Lawrence, grabbed the corner of Lawrence's clothes, and said excitedly.
However, before old Mario could finish his flattery, Lawrence's next sentence directly made him fall into an ice cave:
"Old Mario, you don't want your son to be spurned by thousands of people."
The air seemed to freeze, and old Mario asked with round eyes, puzzled:
"What do you mean...?"
"There's a word called the coffin closure. When a person dies, his reputation is forever determined. ”
Old Mario was not stupid, and in a blink of an eye he understood what Lawrence meant, and gently let go of the corners of Lawrence's clothes with both hands, and sat on the ground without knowing what he was thinking.
Lawrence looked down at him and added:
"Die decently yourself, and you will always be good Mario. Of course, if you don't want to be decent, I can send someone to help you be decent. ”
"I... I understand. ”
Old Mario squeezed the words out of his mouth, stood up with difficulty, patted the dust off his body, and walked slowly out like a corpse without a soul.
Old Sean looked at his back and said to Lawrence with some concern:
"Monsieur Bonaparte, don't you send a few men with him? What if he runs away..."
Lawrence shook his head firmly and said:
"No, he's not stupid, the whole Ajaccio is now in the palm of my hand, he can't escape."
......
The next morning, Lawrence, who was at home, learned of Mario Sr.'s death from Anna.
"Sir, a lot of people out there are talking about you, and the director of the orphanage."
Anna came back from the market with a wooden basket, and as soon as she entered the house, before she could put the basket down, she talked to Lawrence about what she had seen in the market.
Lawrence was in his living room flipping through a book written by an Englishman discussing monarchy versus republic.
Although the literary and ideological nature of this book is only third-rate in Lawrence's view, it is also a way to understand the thinking of the people of this era.
"yes, what did the dean say?"
Lawrence asked, closing the book, smiling at Anna.
Anna put the wooden basket on the table, restrained her expression a little, and said solemnly:
"He was only found this morning, and when he was found naked, he had crucified himself on a large cross with a spear stuck in his chest. It is said that he was still alive when he was found, but when he saw someone coming to save him, he took the initiative to put his spear against the ground and pierced his entire body with force. ”
"That's right..."
Lawrence thought for a moment and understood what old Mario meant.
In Catholic teachings, the crucifixion of the Son is the greatest salvation, and Mario Sr. followed this example to express his atonement and debt to the children to the people.
As for how much sincerity old Mario has to atone for his sins, Lawrence doesn't want to puncture him.
And the spear on his chest is supposed to be a reference to the spear of Longinus.
In the teachings, a soldier named Longinus stabbed the Son in the chest with a spear in his hand to confirm that the Son was really dead.
There is no doubt that this is a signal from old Mario to Lawrence, showing that he has indeed died according to Lawrence's request, and hopes that Lawrence can save his reputation.
"Kind of a smart guy."
Lawrence listened, smiled and shook his head, and said to himself.
As for the reputation of Mario Sr., Lawrence will find a way to preserve it, after all, he stood on the high platform with Mario Sr. yesterday to complete the speech.
If Mario Sr.'s horror is exposed, then Lawrence himself will be affected to some extent.
And it is easy to save old Mario's reputation, just put all the blame on Ciro, from one dead person to another, there is nothing simpler than this.
Anna seemed to want to say something, and after hesitating for a while, she blinked her blue eyes, carefully approached Lawrence's side, looked at Lawrence's eyes for two seconds, bowed her head and said:
"Thank you, sir."
"Huh? What's wrong. ”
"When I think of the children in the orphanage, and then I think of myself... I had a job, people would call me Miss Bonaparte, and every day I would have fresh broth and vegetables to eat, and I could talk to ladies like Madame Dura, and it felt like a dream. ”
"Anna."
Lawrence called softly, and when Anna looked up, he reached out and scratched her little nose vigorously, and said with a smile:
"Does it hurt?"
"Sort of, sir."
"That's not a dream."