"Knock knock!"

A crisp knock on the door "evoked" Tocqueville, who was picking up his work notes, and he looked up at the oak door, and replied in a calm tone:

"Please come in!"

The oak door opened slowly, and a green face appeared at the door, and he said in a respectful tone, carrying a document bag made of cowhide: "Mr. Tocqueville, it is time for us to disembark!" ”

"I see, Lale!" Tocqueville nodded, continuing to pack the rest of his bags.

Lale hurried to Tocqueville to help him clean up.

Then, with Tocqueville's bag on his shoulder, the two men walked one after the other down the stairs in the cabin to the splint.

The sailboat slowly anchored at the mouth of one of the docks, and Tocqueville and Lale, led by sailors, jumped into a dinghy and left the sailboat.

The dinghy carried Tocqueville and Lalai across the river to the nearest mooring to the sailboat.

Tocqueville, with his feet on United Kingdom soil, looked at the thick white smoke rising from the smoke vent in the distance, and his eyes were full of praise.

In his view, it was the free trade of the United Kingdom that had enabled it to move forward at an unrivalled pace.

After nearly three decades of political chaos, France has fallen behind, and they must catch up to avoid being left behind.

As a conservative revolutionary, Tocqueville had also admired the United Kingdom's form of government, but now he believed that the new French Republic would be able to catch up with it.

As Tocqueville's interim secretary, Lale looked to the left and right, and this was his first time on British soil.

For him, this country, which has had some "deep hatred" with France for hundreds of years, is worth observing and understanding in depth.

If he had the chance, he would also like to write a book like Mr. Tocqueville that would make a sensation in Paris.

At that time, the door of the same high society will naturally open to Lalai without Lalai doing it himself.

[In the 19th century, there were only two ways to enter high society, one was born noble or a rich man who had struggled for several lifetimes, and the other was to take the Thiers route, become a lawyer/journalist, write articles such as current affairs commentary, and become a guest of honor at the salon!] After entering the eyes of high society, he became a member of parliament and completely established himself in high society. 】

However, these were only a brief moment of Larlai's ambition, and the most important thing now was to follow Mr. Tocqueville to the necessary destination, and then successfully complete the mission.

You must know that this is an errand which he has obtained with great difficulty, and it would not have been in his hands if it had not been for the fact that his father happened to be a lawyer with whom Mr. Tocqueville was acquainted, and if his mother was a noble lady, and he also happened to be an intern in the diplomatic service.

Paris, where there is a turnip and a pit, there is no extra place left for him, and he must snatch all the resources he can snatch.

Lale remembered once again what his lawyer's father had told him before he left: if the situation allowed, try to contact the Bonaparte family.

"Lale! Lale! Mr. Tocqueville's voice evoked Lale from the memory.

Lalai, who came to his senses, hurriedly apologized to Tocqueville: "I'm really sorry! This is my first time in Britain! ”

"Isn't it shocking?" Tocqueville was not angry at Lale's distraction, he walked up to Lalai with a smile on his face and gently pressed his arm on Lale's shoulder and said comfortingly: "When I first arrived here, I was also shocked by everything here, but I have always believed that with our efforts, France will be like Britain!" ”

Tocqueville stared steadfastly at the slowly setting sun in the distance.

"I believe it too!" Lalai did not have the idea of "saving the country and saving the people" like Tocqueville, and he only wanted to climb to the upper echelons of Paris, so he could only echo Tocqueville.

Then Lale asked a realistic question: "Mr. Tocqueville, where are we going now?" Do you want to pay a visit to the United Kingdom's diplomatic service? ”

"No!" Tocqueville shook his head, and said with a hint of complaint in his tone: "We have come to the United Kingdom to talk to the Bonaparte family on the orders of Lamartine's administration, and we are not in charge of other matters!" ”

"Shall we go now, then?" Lale asked again.

"No!" Tocqueville refused: "We will now find a place to live, and then we will go to the Bonaparte mansion in the United Kingdom!" ”

Lale and Tocqueville hailed a carriage outside the docks and told the coachmen that they were heading to a hotel near King St. James's Street in London's West End.

The two men who negotiated the price got into a carriage, and the carriage carried them through the downtown area of London's East End.

In the downtown area, Tocqueville was surprised to find that many police officers who only existed in the West Side actually appeared in the East Side, armed with smoothbore pistols, in groups of them, which is really a rare phenomenon.

Could it be that there were riots in London?

Tocqueville, who was on board, was not aware of the Chartist petition movement, but this did not prevent him from making reasonable inferences based on the existing circumstances.

As the carriage passed over London Bridge on the border between the East and West Ends, Tocqueville's suspicions were reinforced by the messy barricades on the bridge.

Not even Britain is immune?

Tocqueville was lamenting the future between the two classes in the French Republic.

Across London Bridge is the West End, where the carriage passes St Martin's Church, Picardia Street, Trafalgar Park to King St James's Street, and stops in front of a hotel on King Street.

Lale and Tocqueville stepped out of the carriage, and Lale took out the silver coins he had already exchanged and handed them to the coachman.

"May God bless you! Two generous gentlemen! The coachman who took the silver coin smiled and departed.

The two entered the hotel together and checked in under the reception of the innkeeper.

Tocqueville, whose luggage was at the hotel, ordered Lale to inquire about the Bonaparte family's residence.

Lallai left the hotel alone and inquired on King St. James's Street, and Tocqueville unpacked his bags again and carried out his work at the hotel.

More than an hour had passed, and Lalai finally returned to the hotel.

"Mr. Tocqueville!" Panting, Lalai swallowed and responded, "I inquired!" Louis. Napoleon's place is very close! ”

Lalai came to the window and pointed to a mansion in the distance.

"That's Louie's Mansion!"