With the first rays of the morning sun of the second day sprinkled on Jérôme. Bonaparte's bedside, Jérôme who struggled to finish washing. Bonaparte ordered Letty to go to Piazza Venezia early and inform Lucien of his residence. Louis.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Letty, who had been waiting for more than an hour, finally saw Lucien who had arrived in a hurry. Louis.

"Hello, Your Highness!" Captain Letty looked at Lucien in front of him. Louis saluted and gave due respect to Letty, a member of the Bonaparte family.

At the moment when Letty bowed, he did not observe Lucien. Louie's writhing expression and erratic eyes.

"Hello, Mr. Letty!" Lucien. Louis also greeted Letty.

"This is the Prince's address, and if anything goes wrong, the Prince can be found at this address!" Letty handed a note to Lucien. Louis.

"That's it! I know! "Lucien. Louis bowed slightly.

Afterwards, Letty handed over to Lucien a note that could be exchanged for 150,000 francs. Louis said in his hand: "This is what the prince handed over to your Highness!" It is essential to take care of the clergy around the Pope! You can exchange the corresponding gold coins at the Bank of Rome! ”

Notes from the banks of the Rothschild family are synonymous with credibility throughout Europe.

After taking the bill, Lu Xien glanced at the amount of the bill in his hand and was also startled, he hurriedly shirked and said: "I can't accept such a sum of money!" ”

"The prince said! If that's not enough, you can keep adding more! Captain Letty ignored Lucien. Louis's shirk did not take Lucien. Louis handed over the bill.

Seeing that Lucien could not shirk it. Louis could only accept Ledi's bill and promised Letty that he would arrange for his uncle to meet with His Majesty the Pope as soon as possible.

"I'm sorry for you! His Royal Highness the Prince will be waiting for your news at the hotel! Letty again addressed Lucien. Louis saluted and turned to leave.

Lucien. Louis watched Letty disappear into the middle of nowhere.

"He's my cousin's squire?" Voices from Lucien. From behind Louie.

"Father!" Lucien. Louis turned to look at Charles behind him. Bonaparte.

Hit from Lucien. When Louis met with Letty, Charles. Bonaparte kept an eye on Letty until she left, when he appeared.

Lucien. Louis handed over the bill that Letty had given him to Charles. In the hands of Bonaparte.

Charles who took the bill. Bonaparte glanced at the amount on the bill and sighed: "My cousin really looks like the emperor of the past!" ”

"You mean his courage?" Lucien. Louis asked.

"No, I mean the ability to spend money!" Shire. Bonaparte quipped: "He is like the emperor of the past, he is extravagant and does not know frugality!" ”

"And what about this ticket?" Lucien. Louis direct notes to the charre. Bonaparte said.

"Humph!" Shire. Bonaparte snorted coldly and said, "Take it as compensation for us from my cousin!" ”

"Father...... Lucien. Louis reminded Charles. Bonaparte said, "How should we contact the Pope!" ”

"Just leave this to me!" Shire. Bonaparte took over Lucien's work: "You just have to make a final report to your uncle!" ”

"But ......," Lucien. Louis wanted to say something.

"Don't worry! I've been in Rome for over 20 years and still have some connections! "Charles. Bonaparte said confidently.

Lucien. Louis then remembered that his father had been in Rome for nearly 20 years, and that he was much more connected than himself.

Even when he was baptized into the Church, he was invited by his father to Bishop Murezar.

"I'm sorry for you! Father! "Lucien. Louis said to Charles Bonaparte.

"Alas!" Shire. Bonaparte sighed and said, "Maybe this is the mission given to us by Bonaparte's bloodline!" Since it is God's will, then I can only obey! ”

Anyway, Charles. Bonaparte Jean Lucien. Louis went home first, and opened the passage to the Pope by himself.

Eyes on Lucien. Louis returns to Charles at Bonaparte. Bonaparte casually got off a carriage.

Charles sitting in a carriage. Bonaparte soon came to the outskirts of the Palazzo della Cancelleria.

[The Chinese translation is the palace of the literary academy, the government agency of the pope in the secular world, where the first and last prime minister Pellegrino was born. Rosie. 】

At this time, the periphery of the Bungain Palace was already crowded with people, holding banners swaying back and forth, and the banners were written in black ink with the words "Democracy, Freedom".

"Sir, I can only send you here!" Coachman vs. Charles. Bonaparte said.

Shire. Bonaparte thanked the coachman and left the carriage.

Witness the main entrance of the Bungain Palace blocked by Shire. Bonaparte did not choose to enter through the main entrance, he bypassed the crowd to the side entrance of the palace.

Two guards stopped him.

Shire. Bonaparte straightened his clothes a little and said, "I'm Charles, Prince of Cono. Bonaparte, Bishop Muzarelli invited me to the palace for a moment! ”

【Carl. Emanuel. Muzarelli: April 19, 1797-1856, Italian clergyman, appointed by Pope Pius IX in 1846 as a member of the High Council, responsible for public education and the issuance of publishing licenses in the Papal States. 】

The two guards did not dare to slack off and hurriedly moved out of the way.

Shire. Bonaparte was able to enter the Palace of Clerks.

Enter the Shire at the palace. Bonaparte quickly came to Bishop Muzarelli's office from his memory, and he knocked on the door of Bishop Muzarelli's office.

"Please come in!" The old voice of Bishop Muzarelli came from inside the door.

Shire. Bonaparte pushed the door open.

Bishop Muzarelli, dressed in a white clergyman's robe, looked at Charles in surprise. Bonaparte.

Shire. Bonaparte was the first to speak: "Dear Mr. Bishop, allow me to take the liberty of disturbing you! I would now like to discuss something very important to you! ”

Bishop Muzarelli put down his book and looked at the Charles. Bonaparte said, "My friend, I am honored to listen!" ”

"Your Excellency, I wonder what you think of Rome now?" Shire. Bonaparte asked Bishop Muzarelli.

"Under the guidance of His Majesty, the pious Roman ......," Bishop Muzarelli again used formulaic language.

"Your Excellency, the guys gathered outside the palace don't look like pious people!" Shire. Bonaparte immediately punctured the formulaic "lie" of Bishop Muzarelli.

"They are but lost lambs, and in time they will be lost!" Bishop Muzarelli continued his nonsense.