Chapter Seventy-Four: The Raging Lion
"Please say sorry on my behalf to Marshal Bijo and to the French patriots who are fighting on the front line! I myself am also very willing to have some communication with them, but you know that with my current status, I am afraid that it will cause some unnecessary misunderstandings among the authorities! ”
Ponder Jérôme for a moment. Bonaparte still rejected this golden opportunity, and it was only Jérôme to win over the army. Bonaparte's goal for the second phase, and the goal of the first phase must be to ensure a smooth passage through the election.
The nature of the French army is who wins and helps whom, so he has no need to worry about finding someone loyal to him after he wins.
There is no shortage of speculators in this world, and as long as he sits in the position of the Elysée Palace, those speculators will continue to move closer to the center of power.
Forever supporting the Elysée Palace, who supported whom in the Elysée Palace in 19th-century France remained a universal truth.
"Your Excellency the Prince doesn't give face to the marshal?" The attendant asked in an unkind tone.
No one is in a good mood after being rejected continuously, especially someone like this who has been staying in the barracks with Marshal Hijo all year round.
"Mr. Squire, I think I've made it clear!" Jérôme. Bonaparte did not care about the squire's official affection at all, and replied with a tough attitude: "The army of the republic should fight for the interests of the republic, and not privately organize small groups to do some fly camp and dog things!" You have to be worthy of the uniform you wear, and worthy of every penny that the taxpayers say to you! ”
"You ......"
Jérôme. Bonaparte's strange attitude completely infuriated the attendant, and he clenched his fists and took half a step forward. Seeing this, Bonaparte also moved his left foot forward slightly, putting on a fighting posture, and for a while the whole room was filled with a tense posture, and Pesini, who was standing on the side, was also a little overwhelmed, but he still slowly approached Jérôme. Bonaparte formed a two-on-one situation with Marshal Bijo's attendants.
Time flowed slowly through the game, and after half a ring, the attendant released his hand and spoke in a tone that was still hostile to Jérôme. Bonaparte said, "If you were one of my soldiers, I would kick you in the ass with my boots!" ”
Jérôme. Bonaparte also responded: "If you were my squire, you would be dismissed by me on the day of your appointment!" How can people like you change! ”
The attendant did not have the heart to talk to Jérôme again. Bonaparte spoke to Jérôme. Bonaparte was a brazen guy who relied on his title of being the emperor's nephew, a complete impostor.
"Since His Excellency the Prince is unwilling, then I have no choice but to inform Marshal Biruo of this news!" After the attendant finished speaking, he turned around and left.
"Who let you go!" Jérôme. Bonaparte shouted like a bell at the departing attendant military attaché.
The attendant military attaché, who was about to leave, was instantly killed by Jérôme. Bonaparte's roar was shaken, and the anger in his heart was also stirred up by the roar.
Enraged, the attendant turned to face Jérôme. When Bonaparte was full of anger, Jérôme. Bonaparte's lion-like eyes were extinguished.
This demeanor, this tone...... The emperor of that year was exactly the same.
The attendants who had the privilege of seeing the emperor on his expedition could not help but recall the scene when the emperor visited his hometown, when he was only 7 years old, and the emperor's appearance and his angry demeanor were clearly imprinted in his heart, which made him unforgettable for a long time.
"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty ......" the chamberlain said in a trembling voice. Bonaparte shouted.
The shouts of the chamberlain made Jérôme. Bonaparte was stunned, he looked at the attendant and said coldly: "This gentleman, you have offended me with your words, deeds and actions just now!" I need you to apologize for what you just said! ”
"I'm ......," the attendant opened his mouth, unable to say anything to refute all the way, and the appearance that resembled the emperor no longer made him have the slightest desire to confront him.
At this time, he couldn't help but secretly regret why he didn't put himself in a good position just now.
"I'm sorry...... It was I who offended you! Your Excellency, Your Excellency! The squire whispered to Jerome. Bonaparte said, but there was not a trace of resentment in his heart, and there was even a little bit of joy.
Perhaps only the Bonapartes could lead them back to the top.
In the eyes of the attendants, Jerome. The image of Bonaparte coincided with the influence of the emperor, and there was a hint of the fanaticism in his eyes that only converts have.
"I forgive you!" Jérôme. Bonaparte said "magnanimously", and then added: "Mr. officer, please tell me your name!" ”
"Alfondo. Bedo! The attendant stood up straight, pronounced his name clearly, and then continued: "He is currently the deputy of Marshal Bijo and the commander of the first division of the Italian Front!"
Jérôme. Bonaparte recalled Alfondo in his mind. Bedo's name, a name he seems to have seen somewhere.
After a few seconds of thought in his mind, Jérôme. Bonaparte finally remembered.
The guy in front of him is not the guy who served as Marshal Bijr's deputy to suppress Paris in the February Revolution, it seems that he and Bijro, the two unlucky guys, were abandoned in Lyon by Paris.
Despite the heart of Alfondo. Bedo, the Parisian outcast, was somewhat dismissive, but Jérôme. Bonaparte still looked at Alfondus with a look of surprise. Bedo.
"This general ......"
"If only you could call me Bedo!"
Alfondo. Bedo showed a flattered expression to Jérôme. Bonaparte felt that this guy in front of him was not the legendary Shake M.
"General Bedo, please tell Marshal Hira! I regret not being able to attend the banquet, and I will definitely visit Marshal Hijo in person next time! Marshal Bijo's stage should not be in Lyon, he should be in Paris! "Jérôme. Bonaparte was almost naked to Alfondo. Bedo writes blank checks.
"Paris ......"
Thinking of Alfoondo, who was able to return to the center of the right in Paris. Bedo's heart was hot, and he hurried to Jérôme. Bonaparte said that he would definitely bring Jérôme. Bonaparte's words were communicated to Marshal Bijo.
Alfondo. After Bedo left, Jérôme. Bonaparte and Eugène. Rue called over and sent Alfondo. Bedo informed Eugène about it. Ruet.
"Your Majesty, you have done a very good job! Now we can't get involved in anything other than the election! "Eugène. Rue complimented Jérôme. Bonaparte treatment measures.