Jérôme. Bonaparte and Captain Letty were about to enter the main city by crossing the Tiber River, the "bloodline" of Central Italy, from the northwest corner of the city of Rome in a horse-drawn carriage, when they were stopped by guards guarding the arched gates on the outskirts of Rome.

The soldiers of the city gate, who exuded the smell of drunkenness, pointed to the post road with a Sicilian and Italian halberd, "I suspect that your carriage is hiding in the rebels against the Papal States!" Get the people inside off and I'm going to check it out! ”

"Sir, what kind of chaos do we have here! The carriage was filled with honest foreign travelers! The coachman, with a smile on his face, got out of the carriage, half-bowed, and took out a slightly crumpled handkerchief from his blue shirt pocket, which the coachman carefully untied, revealing two bronze coins with the head of Gregory XVI, and handed it to the two guards guarding the gates.

[Gregory XVI: Pope from 1831 to 1846, during his tenure, he established the Bank of Rome and the Discount Bank, and minted silver and copper coins with his own portrait. 】

On weekdays, he used this method to enter Rome.

"A little bit of meaning is not a respect! Please laugh at the two chiefs! The coachman whispered to the guards.

After one of the two guards held a copper coin of the coachman's filial piety, his arrogant expression instantly became pleasant, and his tone lived up to the arrogance just now, one of the guards shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "We are not willing to do this, we can't shirk the requirements from above!" ”

"I know!" The coachman bent and nodded in understanding.

Although the coachman hated in his heart, he didn't know how much he hated this group of hooligans who tried to knock on the bone and suck the marrow, but he still had to lower his eyebrows and pretend to be understanding.

People always have to eat, and the world doesn't have so many protagonists.

It's more of a laborer who runs around for a livelihood and has to put on a smiling face to face the people he loaths.

The soldier slowly approached the carriage and pretended to inspect its entire structure, knocking on it.

Then, he returned to the city gate and nodded and waved his hand: "Hmm! Very good! You're good to go! ”

"Thank you! Thank you, sir! The coachman was overjoyed to get back into the driver's seat.

Two soldiers removed the railing placed in front of the carriage to make way for a road.

Just as the carriage was about to enter the arched gates for the rest of its life, a voice came from inside the city of Rome: "Wait! ”

The coachman and the guard looked in the direction of the sound at the same time.

A young man in his early 20s, dressed in a white priest's robe, holding a Bible and with a golden crucifix on his chest, appeared at the city gates.

The coachman and the soldier instantly saluted the guy in front of them, and the staggered soldier straightened up instantly.

The last thing to provoke in Rome is this group of guys in white robes.

Even if the guy in front of him looks so young.

"Dear Father, is there anything you can do?" The coachman asked the young priest in front of him more and more respectfully.

The young priest bowed slightly to the coachman, and he walked up to the two guards, staring at them with a blank expression.

"Father ...... Please...... ...... you asked?" the young priest's gaze made the voices of both soldiers tremble.

The young priest remained silent, and after a few seconds he stretched out his hand to the two soldiers and said, "Money! ”

Seeing this, the two soldiers instantly understood what the young priest meant, and the two copper coins that had not yet been covered were handed over to the young priest.

The young priest who took the copper coin lightly threatened: "Don't let me see it a second time, or you will go to the church to confess!" ”

"Yes...... It's ......" The soldier who didn't dare to touch the moldy head could only reluctantly express his understanding.

The young priest looked at the soldier again and added, "I will come here often to check!" ”

With that, the young priest turned to the coachman and handed the two copper coins to the coachman.

"No, I can't take it!" The coachman was apparently reluctant to accept the two hot copper coins, knowing that if he did, he would most likely be retaliated against by the soldiers.

These gatekeepers were not alone, they were in collusion with the ruffians of Rome, a force that might not dare to take revenge on the young priest, but who would transfer their hatred to themselves.

Once he has three long and two short, then his family will have to drink the northwest wind.

"What? This is the money you deserve! The young priest apparently did not understand the detours, and he asked suspiciously.

"Father! It's not my money! No! The coachman tried to get rid of the hot copper coin.

One party wants the other to accept it, and the other party would rather die than accept it.

The scene was at an impasse for a while.

Jérôme in the carriage. Bonaparte obviously could not bear such a meaningless waste of time, and nine days at sea made him desperate to find a hotel to wash away his sour smell.

Jérôme. Bonaparte got up and opened the car door and got out of the car and just got out of the car Jerome. Bonaparte was momentarily stunned, and a pair of black eyes stared directly at the priest in front of him.

Lu ...... Lucien? "Jérôme. Bonaparte asked tentatively.

The young priest, who heard his name being called, instantly turned his gaze to Jérôme. Bonaparte shouted in surprise: "Uncle Jérôme?!" ”

Follow in Jérôme. Behind Bonaparte, Captain Letty watched in amazement as the young priest and Jérôme. Bonaparte, it stands to reason that the gap between the youths of the two people is not big, how can there be an extra generation out of thin air.

【Charr. Lucien. Louis. Bonaparte: 1828-1898, second son of the second Prince Canino and Musignano, future cardinal of Rome! 】

"Ahem...... cough ...... "Aware of Letty and Lucien. Louis did not meet Jérôme. Bonaparte hurriedly introduced Letty: "This is the son of my cousins Canino and Prince Musignano!" ”

"Hello, Your Highness!" Letty decisively to Lucien. Louis saluted.

"This is Letty! I was your Uncle Louie's squire, but now I'm my squire! "Jérôme. Bonaparte to Lucien, who was also in confusion. Louis introduced.

"Hello!" Lucien. Louis greeted Letty in front of him slightly.

"Mr. Priest, can I go?" The coachman, who was hanging on the side, looked at the uncle and nephew in front of him and whispered.

Lucien. Louis also wanted to give the money to the coachman, Jérôme. Bonaparte shook his head, and then his eyes hinted at Letty.

Receiving the hint, Letty quickly took out a gold pound from his pocket that had not yet been exchanged and handed it to the coachman.