"How's your health, Lord Pete?"

Lawrence walked into Pete's mansion, skillfully took off his coat and hung it on a hanger with the assistance of the servants, and then walked into the living room and greeted Pete, who was having afternoon tea.

After successfully alleviating Pete's pain with colchicine that day, Lawrence was asked by Pete to come to his residence every afternoon for complementary treatment.

Governor Paulie, of course, was extremely resistant to this, and he had been trying to keep Lawrence away from the Governor's Palace for the past two years, but now, he could only be unhappy in his heart.

This is the first time in so many years that Pete has hope of treating his condition, let alone Paulie, even if the king wants to stop it, Pete will not agree.

A week passed in a flash, and during this time, Lawrence also used the opportunity to make friends with Pitt as much as he could, preparing to extract the content of the meeting with Pauly from his mouth.

"Ah, Lawrence, tea or coffee?"

When Pete saw that it was Lawrence, the smile on his face immediately increased, and he warmly beckoned him to sit down, and instructed the servant to bring a tea set.

"Coffee is fine, good afternoon, Your Excellency Pete, how is your health?"

Lawrence also bowed to Pete with a shallow smile and asked, sitting across from Pete.

Hearing this question, even William Pitt, who was known for his coldness and assertiveness, couldn't help but show a slightly excited look, and said with great satisfaction:

"I've really gotten a lot better recently, I've had fewer attacks, and the pain seems to be a little lighter, but I only eat those vegetables every day, and I'm about to throw up."

"It's also for your body, Your Excellency Pete, and a tribute to your health." Lawrence raised his teacup and saluted Pete.

Pete nodded and looked at Lawrence with a grin, and after spending a week with the young man, Pete also became appreciative and appreciative of Lawrence.

Especially after sending someone to inquire about Lawrence's deeds, Pete was very surprised that Lawrence had such a high prestige and status in the hearts of the people of Ajaccio and the soldiers of the army.

"Lawrence, I have to admit, you're a very good young man."

Pete took a sip of hot tea and suddenly said to Lawrence:

"I'm much more relieved if my eleven-year-old son can be like you in the future."

"You are joking, your son will definitely be as outstanding as Your Excellency in the future."

Lawrence was stunned for a moment, and quickly said with a smile.

This is not because Lawrence is modest, but because of William Pitt's son, William Pitt Jr. is the youngest British prime minister in history, and he is not left behind in the game with Napoleon.

However, Pete's sudden compliment made Lawrence a little strange, and he thought that Pete must have something to say to himself.

Sure enough, I saw Pete gently put down the teacup, exhaled a breath of heat, and suddenly said:

"Having said that, it's a shame for a young man like you to stay in Corsica, do you want to go to London to see it?"

Lawrence raised his eyebrows and calmly listened to Pete throw an olive branch to himself, without getting too excited.

Lawrence knew very well that Pitt's invitation to return to London with him was mainly because he could cure his gout, and as for admiring his own ability, it was just a common polite word among politicians.

Seeing that Lawrence was not moved in the slightest, Pete frowned slightly, and then said:

"Dear Lawrence, you may not imagine that the slums of London's East End alone are several times larger than the whole of Ajaccio. My old bones have some face in London, and with me, you may even have a chance to meet the king. ”

Lawrence listened silently, playing with the teacup in his hand, and did not take the pie painted by Pete to heart, and even Pete's pie painting skills could not catch up with Lawrence's boss in his previous life.

Although Pitt's words are very tempting, Lawrence knows very well that Pitt's loss of power in British politics is a foregone conclusion, and if he really goes to London with him, he will basically be a personal doctor for the rest of his life.

Even if William Pitt Jr. would become the future prime minister, it would be 13 years in history.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Pete."

Lawrence sighed deeply and said regretfully:

"My relatives and friends, my loyal subordinates, and the people who expect from me, they are all in Corsica, so allow me to decline your invitation."

"Is that so..."

Pete nodded slowly, then suddenly waved his hand and said:

"It's not a problem, it's easy for you to go back to Corsica in the future, or it's easy for Corsicans to move to England."

"Huh?"

Lawrence was slightly stunned, and his brain immediately began to instinctively grasp the key information in this sentence.

How easy is it to return to Corsica? Merchant ships between Corsica and England are not frequent these days, and only one is seen in a month or two, and according to Pitt, it seems that something will change in the future.

Also, How easy would it be for Corsicans to move to England? Such a large-scale migration must have been officially approved, which means that Paulie and Pitt should have reached an agreement.

"The increase in trade and the opening up of immigration, these two alone seem to make England and Corsican very close..."

Lawrence frowned, lowered his head and analyzed, and had a faint bad premonition:

"Even, if it's a step further than intimacy, it's..."

"Ahem, Lawrence?"

Pete looked at Lawrence, who was deep in thought, coughed lightly, and interrupted Lawrence a little strangely:

"What's wrong? Any questions? ”

"Haha, it's nothing, just a little curious, after all, there aren't many ships on the route from London to Corsica, and it's not so easy for Corsicans to move to England."

Lawrence chuckled and shook his head, then continued tentatively.

Pete opened his mouth, about to say something.

One of Pete's retinues led a man into the living room and interrupted Pitt's words.

Lawrence turned his head to look and saw that the man following his entourage was Pauly's secretary.

"Your Excellency Pete."

The secretary stepped forward, bowed very respectfully, and said to Pete in English, who was not fluent:

"Your meeting with Governor Poly is about to begin, please get ready to enter, still in the auditorium of the Governor's Palace."

Pete sighed slightly and shrugged helplessly at Lawrence, as if he regretted that he didn't explain it clearly to Lawrence.

However, Pete immediately sat down in his seat again and was stunned for a moment, as if thinking about something, then nodded to himself, and said to Lawrence with a smile:

"Young man, you'll soon find out why."

With that, Pete stood up, nodded coldly at the secretary and said:

"I see."

And just when the secretary thought that the announcement was over and was about to leave, Pete glanced at Lawrence in front of him again, and suddenly stopped the secretary and said:

"Wait."

"Do you have any other commands?" The secretary quickly stopped, turned around and asked.

Pete pointed to Lawrence in his place and said slowly in an undeniable tone:

"Tell Pasquale Pauli to give Lawrence Bonaparte a seat and I want him to be there."