Chapter 8 Analysis of the Situation in France

Louis heard that Mathilde was worried about his safety. Bonaparte looked particularly excited, and after the excitement of Louis. Bonaparte realized that he had gone too far, that Mathilde was married after all, that he and she had become two parallel worlds that did not intersect, not to mention that he was now terminally ill and could die at any time.

Louie after calming down. Bonaparte stammered as if he had entered sage mode, "Your sister, my cousin...... How's it going? ”

Jérôme shook his head and sighed: "Ever since my sister divorced that Russian tycoon, I've been going around all day long!" Although she pretended to be indifferent on the surface, I knew that the failed marriage really hit her hard! ”

Jérôme's voice was not very loud, but it reached Louis. Bonaparte's ear struck Louis like a bell through his eardrums. Bonaparte's brain, Louis. Bonaparte's mind went blank and he muttered, "It's all my fault!" If it hadn't been me......"

Mathilde and Louis. Bonaparte was originally a pair of childhood cousins, and the two of them were happy with each other and looked forward to the future together, and no one in the Bonaparte family at that time believed that their future would become two familiar strangers.

In Louis. When Bonaparte was twenty years old, Louis. Bonaparte's mother, former Queen Audam of the Kingdom of the Netherlands, and Jérôme. Bonaparte's father, Jérôme Sr., agreed to the betrothed of the two children, and Jérôme Sr. agreed to the request of Queen Audance, who bought her only remaining son an apartment in Switzerland. Bonaparte 3 million francs in cash with bonds, which meant Louis. Bonaparte received an annuity of 120,000 francs per year.

In France at that time, a small factory owner worked day and night for only about 20,000 francs a year, and the annuity of 120,000 yuan was enough for their young couple to support themselves in Switzerland.

It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes, Louis. Bonaparte did not listen to Audans's arrangement, but insisted on a second coup d'état, the one in Strasbourg.

Louis. Bonaparte was successfully imprisoned, this time the July Dynasty was not as good as the first time, even though the celebrities in Paris were interceding for Bonaparte, Prime Minister Sirte still insisted on Louis. Bonaparte was sentenced to life imprisonment.

The sentence of life imprisonment made Jérôme's sister Mathilde feel the bleakness of life.

There is a way that the house leak happened to rain overnight, and the creditors of old Jerome heard about Louis. After Bonaparte was imprisoned for life, he immediately thought that Adams might not help old Jérôme pay off his foreign debts as an in-law, and they came to collect debts, Mathilde could only marry a 26-year-old Russian rich man in order to help her father pay off his foreign debts, and this marriage lasted less than 5 years before it was on the verge of breaking. Bonaparte also escaped from prison.

"......No," Jérôme sighed, saddened by the misfortune of his sister and cousin, "This is a tragedy in itself, and the only blame is that the merciful God allowed two people who truly love each other to be tormented!" Wonder why fate is as inscrutable as a ruthless female cousin! Blame my father for having a huge amount of foreign debt! ”

Louis. Bonaparte was silent, his eyelids drooping slightly, he did not resent Uncle Jérôme (old Jerome) in his heart, but every time he thought of the support of his cousin and cousin for him, the resentment in his heart was washed away.

"Forget it! Let's not talk about these old sesame seeds and rotten grains! "Louis. Bonaparte had already let go of everything, but on this special occasion Jérôme had brought back memories of his past feelings.

"Hmmm! Don't talk about it! Jérôme decisively cut off the subject, and some things had to be stopped when they should be done in moderation.

"Jérôme, my brother!" Louis. Bonaparte decided to get to the point, and he said in a hoarse voice full of affection: "After my death, will you take up the banner of the patriarch of the Bonaparte family and continue to fight for the cause of the Bonaparte family!" ”

Louis. Bonaparte's words made Jérôme's heart beat two beats faster.

The banner of the Bonaparte family? What a revolutionary title!

Although the Bonaparte family was now reduced to a mere title and a bunch of false accolades, these things could help Jérôme get what he wanted in certain circumstances.

In France, Bonaparte no longer represents not only a person and a family, but also a symbol.

Silver coins bearing Napoleon's face circulated into the French countryside, where the peasants may not necessarily know who Napoleon was and what he did, but they only needed to find the person they knew in the crowd.

Napoleon. Bonaparte's nephew, defender of the peasantry, champion of the division of the land, these were enough to stir up waves in France.

Jérôme's crankiness made Louis. Bonaparte's heart was also inexplicably flustered, he did not want to see the title of Patriarch of Bonaparte fall to Jérôme. the head of someone other than Bonaparte, who would otherwise not know what would have been done with him after his death.

"My dear cousin!" Louis. Bonaparte grabbed Jérôme Bonaparte's wrist and said eagerly: "Although it is said that the Bonaparte family has fallen into the dust, believe me that one day the Bonaparte family will return to the throne!" ”

"Hmm!" Jérôme nodded without doubt, history has proven the influence of the surname Bonaparte in France.

Louis. Bonaparte paused and whispered, "My cousin, you must know the situation in France better than I do." ”

Jérôme. Bonaparte gloated and replied: "The murderer was ousted from the throne (the murderer was the orthodox party Louis. Philippe's salutation, here is Jérôme to Louis. Philippe jokingly said that the Republic crawled out of the grave again in a hurry surrounded by the men without trousers in Paris!

It is a pity that there is no second Robespierre, a second Danton, a second Marat, and they don't even exist in this ripened lame republic.

There was only one Lamartine, who had been composing poetry before, a mountain party without deterrence, and a group of remnants standing in the ruins of the dynasty and the buns returning to Paris from the countryside, a chaotic republic with no other purpose than noise, how can the republicans and this group of worms do good politics! I see this republic eating jujube pills! ”