August 2, 1848.

The fiery red sun rises slowly from the eastern hills, shining its light and heat on every inch of the city, it is the hottest time of the year in Rome, even in the early morning when the streets are rarely pedestrians, the residents of the city with modest assets open all their doors and windows in the hope of getting a little cool, and the slightly affluent residents close their doors and windows, and take out the ice stored in the cellar the previous winter and put it into their houses.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, in the shade of the tree in front of the hotel near the Colosseum in ancient Rome, Jérôme was dressed in simple civilian clothes. Bonaparte. Bonaparte, standing still, waiting for the carriage to arrive.

The harsh sunlight shines through the shade of the trees to Jérôme. Bonaparte's back and arms were soaked with sweat. Bonaparte's back and sleeves.

The shirt, which had been white, gradually became wrinkled and firmly attached to Jérôme. The wetness and viscosity coming from Bonaparte's back, sleeves and back made Jérôme. Bonaparte had to shake his shirt from time to time, and every time he shook it, a little sweat dropped.

After about 10 minutes, two brown open-top wagons appeared in Jérôme. In front of Bonaparte, Pessini and Letty sat in a carriage.

The carriage in which Pesini rode docked at the distance from Jérôme. Bonaparte was less than five paces away, and Letty's carriage was parked at the foot of the steps of the inn. Pesini and Letty got out of their respective carriages at the same time, and Pesini arrived in Jérôme. In front of Bonaparte, Letty followed the steps into the hotel.

"Your Majesty, get in the car!" Pessini bowed to Jérôme. Bonaparte saluted and invited Jérôme. Bonaparte got on the bus.

"Hmm!"

Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded, and got into Pessini's carriage, who sat down close behind.

Letty in the other carriage also ran from the hotel with a large bag and got into the carriage first.

Everything is ready, Jérôme. Bonaparte commanded the coachman in the driver's seat in standard Tuscan: "Go!" ”

Hearing the command, the coachman gently patted the buttocks of the brown-red tall horse, and the horses that received the signal raised their hooves, and the carriage moved slowly.

For the distance from the Colosseum in ancient Rome to the outskirts of Rome, horse-drawn carriages traveled at a constant speed.

By the time the carriage was completely away from the city of Rome, the carriage gradually picked up speed.

As the speed of the carriage increased, a wave of heat rushed towards Jérôme. Bonaparte's body struck, Jérôme. Bonaparte could finally feel a touch of refreshment.

Due to the scorching heat of August, there was not a single carriage or pedestrian on the pipeline from Rome to Civitavecchia. Bonaparte's carriage was free of its hooves and galloped.

The 70-kilometre journey took less than 3 hours to reach in a straight line.

Pesini, who had paid the fare, led Jérôme. Bonaparte and Letty came to a cargo ship.

Through the introduction of Pessini, Jérôme. Bonaparte learned that the owner of the cargo ship was a lame retired officer who was also a believer in Bonapartism.

Jérôme as soon as he got on board. Bonaparte was surrounded by the enthusiasm of the ship, and everyone on board, led by the captain, lined up in two rows and shouted: "Long live Bonaparte!" Long live the Empire! ”

Jérôme. Seeing this, Bonaparte also echoed the words, "Long live the Empire!" ”

Led by the captain, Jérôme. Bonaparte was placed in the captain's own room.

The whole room is incomparably neat and tidy through the layout of the Jerome. Bonaparte could be sure that the ship's owner must have sent it in order, and on the wooden walls of the room hung a portrait of the emperor crossing the Alps, next to which was a crossed command knife.

"I have a heart!" Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded at Captain Bonaparte.

"Your Majesty, this is what we should do!" The captain showed a flattered expression and cautiously asked, "If you are not satisfied with anything, you can always come to me!" ”

"I'm satisfied!" Jérôme. Bonaparte looked at the captain, and after resting for a moment on the captain's lame right foot, he asked, "Can you tell me your story?" ”

"What an honor! Your Majesty! ”

Captain to Jérôme. Bonaparte told the story of himself, he was born in Provence during the imperial period, lived in the imperial period and listened to the wounded veterans tell the story of the emperor's southern conquest and northern war, and he had an infinite longing for the emperor [PS: From a certain face, those veterans who were forced to return to their hometown because of the war are the best advocates of promoting Bonaparte. By promoting the emperor's tall image, they reflected their bravery. When he was 9 years old, the empire collapsed, and the Restoration Dynasty set up a homecoming regiment in Provence to liquidate the veterans and officers of the Napoleonic period, and his neighbors and uncles became the targets of liquidation, and even he almost became the object of liquidation.

At this point, the captain said in a hoarse voice, "I hate that damn dynasty, it made a mess of our lives. ”

Since then, the captain has made up his mind to give the damned dynasty a good look, and in order to complete his revenge, at the age of 20, he joined the Bourbon army, gradually becoming an officer in the Bourbon army.

Before he could begin his army's quest for revenge, the restoration of Bourbon was overthrown, and Charles X was forced to flee.

In the confusion, he could only follow the army into Algeria, was wounded in a counterattack in Algeria and was forced to leave the army, and when he returned to his hometown, he opened a small shipping company in Marseille with people in various countries with the treasure he looted in Algeria and successfully became a captain.

"I am always looking forward to the arrival of the Empire!" Captain to Jérôme. Bonaparte said.

"Don't worry! The empire will return soon! "Jérôme. Bonaparte assured the captain.

Subsequently, Jérôme. Bonaparte asked the captain about the vote on the port of Marseille.

"Your Majesty, as far as I understand the situation in the province of Vaal is not optimistic! The little aristocrats of the country were mostly inclined to the Kafenjak fellow, "The captain first sent to Jérôme. Bonaparte said tactfully, and then encouraged: "However, I believe that the majority of France is willing to support you!" ”

Jérôme who heard bad news from the Rhône estuary. Bonaparte was not surprised, and he was under the impression that most of the votes in favor of Caffenjac came from Provence.

Provence is the polling place of the Orthodox faction, and the Orthodox diehards are rightly hostile to him as a Bonapartist.

However, it will be difficult for Kafenjak to defeat him with the votes of one district in Provence.