On December 10, 1851, the French government, which had set the date for the coronation, sent an invitation to ambassadors of various countries, inviting them to attend the coronation ceremony of the French Empire on December 12.

All the first-class powers, with the exception of the Russian Empire, tactfully refused the invitation of the French government for various reasons, even the British ambassador, who had already tacitly rebuilt the empire by France.

As for the ambassador of the Russian Empire, after confirming Jérôme. After the news of Bonaparte's coronation, Vladimirovich, who figured out the temper of Tsar Nicholas I, immediately left Paris on his own initiative. Vladimirovich's act of parting without saying goodbye is tantamount to severing diplomatic relations, and there is no need for the French government to deliberately invite a country that has severed exchanges.

On the night of the 11th, a sudden cold snap brought its first heavy snowfall of 1851 to Paris, and the snow fell on Paris one after another, turning the whole of Paris into a white world in just a few hours.

Early in the morning of the 12th, when Jérôme. When Bonaparte got up and opened the curtains as usual, he was surprised and stunned by the white world that came into view.

Why are so many snowflakes in Jerome? Is it this the way in which Bonaparte was crowned in Paris to warn him, the usurper?

Jérôme. Bonaparte shook his head desperately to dispel such thoughts.

After a while, there was a knock at the door. Bonaparte hurriedly opened the bedroom door.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to get ready for the coronation!" Standing in the doorway, Morny dressed in a flamboyant gown to Jérôme. Bonaparte reminded.

"Oh! Yes! "Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded in understanding.

Under the leadership of Molny, Jérôme. Bonaparte came to the "dressing room" of the Tuileries Palace, where the professionals in charge of court etiquette would help Jérôme. Bonaparte took care of his coronation costumes.

When the servant in charge of court etiquette arrived, Morni got up and took his leave.

Only Jérôme was left in the "powder room". Bonaparte and his servants who knew court etiquette.

"Can we start?" Jérôme. Bonaparte asked the servants present in a soft voice.

One of the servants humbly replied, "Your Majesty, please wait a little longer! ”

"Who are you waiting for?" Jérôme. Bonaparte was a little puzzled, a few days ago they were the royal robes they put on for themselves, it stands to reason that the cooperation between the two should be very skillful, and now there are new members coming?

"Your Majesty, according to the regulations, when you officially change the costumes required for coronation, one or two nobles or noblewomen must come to guide you!" The servant immediately responded.

Jérôme. Bonaparte frowned slightly, he really didn't like such tedious and complicated steps.

The servants also saw Jérôme. Bonaparte's boredom, he hurriedly relieved: "Your Majesty, please be patient for a moment!" ”

"I see!"

Jérôme. Bonaparte sat quietly in his chair and waited for the arrival of the so-called guide aristocracy.

After a while, the door to the "powder room" opened again, and Jérôme. Bonaparte followed the voice, and a smile appeared on his already tense face.

"It's you!" Jérôme. Bonaparte asked in a brisk tone.

"Your Majesty!" Responsible for directing Jérôme. The two nobles of Bonaparte's rites were none other than Jérôme. The Marquise d'Alai and the Countess de Montijo, familiar to Bonaparte.

One of them is Jérôme. Bonaparte's lover, the other was Jérôme. Mother of Bonaparte's "best friend" Eugenie.

Jérôme, so to speak. Bonaparte was closer to someone.

After a brief moment of pleasantries, the ceremony began.

The Countess Montijo was in charge of directing the servants to help Jérôme. Bonaparte changed into the royal robe needed for the coronation, and the Marquise d'Alai told him about the situations that should be avoided during the coronation ceremony.

Jérôme sitting in a chair. Bonaparte was like a puppet at the mercy of men, listening to the precautions of the Marquise d'Alai while allowing his servants to put one garment after another on his body.

The whole dressing ceremony lasted almost an hour, until Jérôme. When Bonaparte hung the Medal of the Great Eagle on his chest, the tedious ceremony came to an end.

Compared to Jérôme, who had a slight hint of exhaustion on his face. Bonaparte, the Marquise d'Alai and the Comtesse de Montijo were proud of their "masterpieces".

After that, Jérôme, dressed in the royal robe. Surrounded by the Marquise d'Alai and the Countess de Montijo, Bonaparte reached the door of the ballroom of the Tuileries Palace.

At this time, the banqueting hall of the Tuileries Palace was already full of people, including the legislature, the senate, the cabinet and the Senate, the town hall and the generals living in Paris...... All the members of the state authorities gathered in this hall to wait for Jérôme. The arrival of Bonaparte.

Of course, the real coronation is not here, except that it has to be with Jérôme. With the exception of Bonaparte's fellow actors, all the members present would leave the Tuileries Palace after meeting with the Emperor and proceed to the Hôtel de la Ville at 6 p.m., which means that the actual coronation will take place not at the Tuileries Palace or Notre-Dame Cathedral (where Emperor Napoleon was crowned), but at the Hôtel de Ville.

The coronation of the town hall is also passed by Jérôme. Bonaparte's method after careful consideration. If the choice of Reims Cathedral for the coronation is to face the problem of the lack of legal rationality of the Bonapartes.

The Bourbon kings claimed that their crowns were God-granted, and that the Bonaparte crowns came from 30 million Frenchmen. One is the divine right of the monarch and the other is the human authority of the monarch, and the relationship between the two is not mutually inclusive, and it is even a bit of opposition. This is equivalent to slapping those orthodox monarchies in the face, and after thinking twice, Jerome. Bonaparte abandoned the idea

As for why he didn't follow his uncle and go to Notre Dame Cathedral to be crowned, one of the reasons was because Pius IX did not come, and the other reason was because what his uncle did at Notre Dame Cathedral was a little inauthentic, inviting the pope to be crowned, and the pope reluctantly ran to Paris to be crowned, and then when he was crowned, he was unwilling to kneel in front of the pope to be crowned, but chose to snatch the papal crown for self-coronation, which was not over, and then snatched the queen's crown and crowned him on his behalf. As if he were the God of France, Pope Pius VII almost fainted.

Jérôme. If Bonaparte were to go to Notre-Dame Cathedral for the coronation, he might not stir up the empathetic memories of Pius IX's old bastard, but it was better not to provoke Pius IX too much.

After thinking about it, he was once crowned Louis. Philippe's Paris City Hall became Jérôme. Bonaparte's preferred target.

Although the Hôtel de Ville itself is not symbolic and is an ordinary building, it also symbolizes the attitude of the emperor to stand with the people.

And then there is Louie. Philippe was crowned in front, and his own coronation at the Paris City Hall can be regarded as following his predecessors.

Jérôme. Bonaparte was not a dead-eyed person, and he didn't want to have a zombie resurrection party, the new era has arrived, and the so-called old rituals should disappear as soon as possible. Wearing the royal robe for coronation was his last compromise with the old era.

Jérôme standing at the door of the banquet. Bonaparte looked at the generals and government dignitaries in their tuxeties and military uniforms at the banquet, and there was still a hint of envy in his heart, at least they were not like Jérôme. Bonaparte was as cumbersome.

"Your Majesty has arrived!"

With a powerful shout, everyone's bodies were facing the door of the banquet, and the generals and dignitaries in the hall looked at Emperor Jérôme with solemn expressions. Bonaparte.

Jérôme. Bonaparte also entered the banquet hall with a solemn face and began to make an impromptu speech: "Today is the day of the founding of the Empire, and God has declared with certainty and certainty his expectations for me and the Empire, and the snowflakes outside the window are God's silent blessings. ”

Jérôme. Bonaparte used clever words to associate snowflakes with God's auspiciousness, strangling the crisis in its cradle.

“…… Over the course of the year, France has experienced many problems and unexpected challenges, and we have worked together to overcome them...... I believe that in the days after the establishment of the Empire, France will be able to serve one challenge after another, and I will spend the rest of my life serving the people of France and serving France in World War II! "Jérôme. Bonaparte raised his hands and shouted: "Long live France, long live the Empire!" ”

Everyone present shouted in unison: "Long live France, long live the Empire!" ”

In the midst of a shout, Jerome. Bonaparte invited the crowd to lunch.

Lunch, which lasted more than three hours, ended as the general and dignitaries left the Tuileries Palace.

At 5 p.m., nearly 200 vehicles appeared in the four directions of the Tuileries Palace, south, south, and west, and they were to go to various parts of Paris to pick up and drop off the generals and dignitaries scattered in Paris to the Paris City Hall.

At 6 p.m., more than 200 wagons set off at night on the orders of the Director of General Affairs, Mocal.

At 7:30 p.m., a magnificent double-bridge carriage stopped at the entrance of the Tuileries Palace, surrounded by a team of knights with torches, who were in charge of greeting Jérôme. Bonaparte went to the knights of the Hôtel de la Ville in Paris, and the person in charge of this knightly unit was none other than Björth, the president of the Legislative Council.

Björn slowly dismounted and led by Mocal to the study. Bonaparte was savoring a book in his hand, and through the gas lamp placed on his desk and the candlelight hanging from the ceiling, Björth saw the name of the book, The Communist Manifesto.

"Your Majesty, it's time for us to go!" Björth's eyes flashed with surprise, and he slowly walked to Jérôme. Bonaparte whispered in front of him.

"I see!" Jérôme. Bonaparte closed the German version of the manifesto, placed it on the table, and departed with the covenant.

Jérôme. Bonaparte sat in his carriage, and Morny, the keeper of the Seals, and Björth, the president of the legislature, got on their horses.

Perhaps because of the snow, the light of the torches can extend far away, making the road to the Hôtel de Ville in Paris dark.

Also due to the impact of snow, it took nearly 15 minutes to get from the Tuileries Palace to the Paris City Hall.

At 7:57 a.m., less than three minutes before the coronation at 8 a.m., Jérôme. Bonaparte arrives at the town hall.

Under the watchful eyes of all the generals, dignitaries, nobles, and wealthy merchants in the hall of the town hall, Jérôme. Bonaparte walked resolutely to the center.

At 8 p.m., the coronation ceremony officially opened.

The chairman of the Legislative Corps, Björ, began with a speech: "While you have a proud memory of the great achievements of the war, the people of the People's Hope for the great achievements of peace, especially for the great achievements of peace. They have seen you at work and expect you to build a decisive, fast-paced, and productive government. To assist you in this matter, they give you their full approval and entrust everything to you: Accept, Your Majesty, this glorious crown that she has dedicated to you from France. No king has ever worn a more legitimate, desirable crown on his head. ”

Standing on the sidelines, the Bishop of Paris held in his hand the Olive Branch Crown worn by the Emperor Napoleon. Bonaparte took the crown and carried it on his head.

"My reign did not begin in 1815, it began at this moment when you have just informed the will of our people!" Jérôme with a crown on his head. Bonaparte said to Bjórth.

"Long live the Emperor, long live the Empire!" The crowd shouted loudly, understanding that the empire, which had disappeared for more than thirty years from this moment, had reappeared, and France had a new owner.

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