When the midday sun shone through the yellow curtains to the foot of the bed, Jérôme was lying on the bed. Bonaparte opened his eyes and turned his head to look at him.

At this time Jerome. Bonaparte was empty, except for folded clothes.

These clothes were originally scattered on the ground in the early hours of this morning, but early this morning, they were neatly placed on the bed, and you don't need to think about it to know that it must be the credit of Vilnia.

"This Nizi ......" Jérôme. A helpless smile appeared on the corner of Bonaparte's mouth, and he said to himself: "Didn't I tell her that she didn't have to get up early today!" ”

After that, Jérôme. Bonaparte unfolded his folded clothes and put them on his body one by one, then got up and went to the copper washbasin near the corner, wiped it with water from the basin, and then turned to open the door.

"I heard that inside Vilnia's room, there is a man living today!"

"Really? Is that really big news? ”

"Yes! Vilnia is the goddess of dreams for the whole hospital! I'm afraid many people are going to cry now! ”

"But I've heard that the man in Paris in Vilnia is very powerful! Do you think it could be him? ”

"Impossible! Recently, some big guy came over! By the way, His Majesty the Emperor seems to have come! Do you think it will be ......?"

"How can it be His Majesty the Emperor! If it were His Majesty the Emperor, would Vernia still be here? ”

"That's right!"

When Jérôme. When Bonaparte opened the door, he happened to meet two doctors who were discussing the man in Vilnia's room.

"Hello!" Jérôme. Bonaparte smiled and greeted the two doctors at 0.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty! One of the doctors said in a trembling voice to Jérôme. Bonaparte replied, he couldn't believe his eyes, the French Emperor would appear in Vilnia's room.

Even worse people, they seem to have said some disrespectful things just now, I don't know if His Majesty the Emperor heard it!

The other doctor looked at Jérôme in horror. The appearance of Bonaparte, the emperor in the military hospital of Constantinople was a really terrifying thing.

"You know me?" Jérôme. Bonaparte looked at the doctor in front of him in surprise.

Although he is the emperor of the empire, it does not mean that all the subjects of the empire know him.

After all, he has not yet been inscribed on the head, as his uncle Emperor Napoleon did.

"Before I arrived in Constantinople, I was a doctor in the Strasbourg Military District! I was lucky enough to have seen you from afar! The doctor hurried to Jérôme. Bonaparte explained.

"I see!" Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded, then said to the doctor, "Were you just talking about me?" ”

"Oh no......" The doctor denied at first, then nodded to Jérôme. Bonaparte responded: "That's right...... We don't know about your relationship with Ms. Vilnia! ”

"As you can imagine, I am what you call the dog man of Vernia!" Jérôme. Bonaparte smiled and said to the two doctors.

As soon as these words came out, the two doctors were almost paralyzed on the ground in fright.

If they had known about this, they wouldn't have dared to talk about it behind their backs!

"Don't be afraid!" Jérôme. Bonaparte immediately reassured the two doctors: "I am not an unreasonable tyrant!" Like you, I like to discuss gossip like Franz. Why Joseph always has a bitter face, why Albert's health is so bad, etc., but ...... "Jérôme. Bonaparte's tone was a little harsher: "Anyway, it's trouble!" Don't chew the root of the tongue behind people's backs, believe me, no one likes to chew the root of the tongue! ”

"Yes! Be! The two doctors nodded to Jérôme. Bonaparte responded.

"And!" Jérôme. Again, Bonaparte said: "Don't say to anyone that you have met me!" Got it? ”

"We're going to keep our mouths shut!" The doctor hurriedly responded.

"That's right! We're going to ......," another doctor echoed.

Subsequently, Jérôme. Bonaparte, separated from the two doctors, walked alone into the canteen of the military hospital.

"Is the meal ready?" Jérôme standing at the gate of the canteen. Bonaparte asked the chef at the window.

"Please wait a little longer!" Didn't know Jérôme. Chef Bonaparte looked at Jérôme, who was extraordinarily magnanimous. Bonaparte, who expected that the person in front of him should be a big man like a general, couldn't help but respond respectfully in his tone.

"That's good!" Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded, stood at the window, and looked inside from time to time.

The chef at the other end of the window is pouring a plate of steaming black bread, then a piece of pickled and compressed vegetables into a hard round cake, into a large boiling pot, and pouring the already cut meat puree.

After about 20 minutes, a steaming pot of vegetable soup is ready.

Inside the window the chef found a relatively large bowl for Jérôme. Bonaparte served a bowl of vegetable soup with more meat and less vegetables, and the original brown bread was replaced with a soft bread. Bonaparte with a glass of wine!

"It's your lunch, enjoy!" The chef places all the dishes behind the window towards Jérôme. Bonaparte responded.

Looking at the soup and bread in front of him, Jérôme. Bonaparte shook his head and refused: "Please change it to black bread for me, and there is too much meat in the vegetable soup!" ”

"Sir, a person of honor like you should eat this!" The chef spoke bitterly to Jérôme. Bonaparte said.

"You know me?" Jérôme. Bonaparte looked curiously at the chef in front of him.

"No!" The chef shook his head at Jérôme. Bonaparte responded, "However, I have seen many generals, and none of them are as extraordinary as you, so I conclude that you must be a general too!" ”

"Almost!" Jérôme. Bonaparte said perfunctorily, then stretched out his hand and pushed the food back and said, "Just change my food for ordinary soldiers!" Leave these things to the seriously wounded soldiers! ”

"This ......" the chef hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded in agreement, "Since you insist on this, then I respect your choice!" ”

Subsequently, the chef will be Jérôme. Bonaparte's food was replaced by brown bread and vegetable soup with only a few shredded meats.

The original wine was also replaced by the chef with a cup of coffee, which was better than wine for the French soldiers.

Because the latter is often in a state of insufficient supply, while the former does not have such worries.

"Thank you!" Hungry Jérôme. Bonaparte brought the food to the table in the hall of the canteen.

A slight hint of heat on the black bread caused by the first bite of the jérôme. Bonaparte's discomfort, the sensation of being chewed like a whole wheat loaf of bread, the sourness poured into Jérôme. Bonaparte's mouth.

Jérôme. Bonaparte swallowed the black bread with discomfort, then gently blew on the hot air floating on the vegetable soup and took a sip of the vegetable soup.

A salty sensation pervades Jérôme. Bonaparte's taste buds are like the feeling of a certain master's sauerkraut beef noodles.

Jérôme. Bonaparte felt that the vegetable soup in front of him could no longer be called vegetable soup, he should simply call it salty soup!

Those with a slightly lighter taste are not blessed with this delicacy at all.

The mouth is full of both sour and salty sensations. Bonaparte couldn't wait to drink the coffee, and the bitterness in the coffee masked the feeling of black bread and vegetable soup!

That's what they use to feed the sick?!!!

Jérôme. There was a slight hint of anger on Bonaparte's face, and he couldn't believe who could eat them.

Right here in Jérôme. When Bonaparte was about to get up and settle accounts with the cook, a group of soldiers entered the dining room and said to the cook at the dining window: "Quick! Bring me a lunch, preferably with wine! ”

"Wine no! Only coffee to want! The chef replied lightly.

"That's fine!" The soldier replied decisively.

The cook began to serve the soldiers, and the soldiers, who had picked up the plates, turned around and saw Jérôme. Bonaparte, they hurried to Jérôme. In front of Bonaparte, he asked enthusiastically: "Dude, do you want to be together!" ”

"Yes!" Jérôme. Bonaparte smiled.

Soldier with Jérôme. Bonaparte sat together, and at a table one of the soldiers was a soldier who looked at Jérôme carefully. Bonaparte asked in an uncertain tone for a moment, "Where have we met?" I always feel familiar to you! ”

"I don't know!" Jérôme. Bonaparte shrugged his shoulders and replied in a casual manner: "Many people say that I have a common face, and no one looks like anyone else!" ”

Jérôme. Bonaparte's remarks dispelled the soldier's doubts, and he also nodded to Jérôme. Bonaparte responded: "Who doesn't have a common face!" ”

With that, the soldier began to gulp down the black bread, as if the sour taste of the black bread was a piece of cake for them, and everyone's face did not reveal the slightest discomfort.

"Don't you feel sour?" Jérôme. Bonaparte asked the soldier in surprise.

"Sour?" The soldiers looked at Jérôme in amazement. Bonaparte, then nodded, "Listening to you say that, it's a little sour!" But that's okay, it's nice to be able to eat these! ”

"Yes! Compared to Britain, we are very good! Another soldier also spoke, "I've seen their food before, and to be honest, it's better to give them a piece of wood to gnaw on!" ”

After saying that, the soldier took a sip of vegetable soup and a happy smile appeared on his face!

Looking at the group of soldiers feasting in front of him, Jerome. Bonaparte fell into deep thought.

Is it really my problem?

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