Right here in Jérôme. An hour and a half after Bonaparte and Valewski boarded the train to Paris, Admiral Dick and Toulon Mayor Jacob arrived in Jérôme. Bonaparte's residence.

Dick and Jacob, who were led into the living room by the servants in the residence, found that the living room was empty.

Looking at the empty living room, Jacob said to the minister beside him worriedly, "Your Excellency Dick, are we here early!" His Majesty and His Excellency Chancellor Valevsky don't seem to have gotten up yet! ”

"It shouldn't be!" Minister Diko frowned and muttered quietly, then turned to Jacob and responded, "Then let's wait in the living room for a while!" ”

"Is this really possible?" Jacob was still a little apprehensive.

"What are you afraid of!" Minister Diko patted Jacob's shoulder and said with relief: "Your Majesty has decided not to pursue the matter of the Maritime Commission!" ”

"I ......" Jacob swallowed and foamed at the mouth, despite what Minister Dick had said.

The emperor said that he would not pursue the ministers of Dico, but he did not say that he would not pursue them.

"Don't worry!" Minister Diko replied to Jacob again: "You have come back this time to state a solution to Your Majesty, and Your Majesty is too late to be happy, so how can I blame you!" ”

"Hopefully!" Jacob smiled reluctantly.

In order to help Minister Dico's Maritime Committee keep the "mess" in check, their town hall is afraid of bleeding once this time.

There is no way, who let Minister Diko come to his house last night to have a "friendly" consultation with him.

He can't help if he wants to.

Chancellor Dick and Mayor Jacob sat on the couch and waited for a long time, until the clock was pointing to 9 o'clock, when a servant appeared before Chancellor Dick and Jacob.

"Your Excellency, Minister, Mayor, please don't wait any longer! Your Majesty and Your Excellency the Minister have already set off! The servant bowed to Minister Dick and Mayor Jacob.

"Let's go!" Dick and Jacob looked at each other, and then asked in unison, "Where has Your Majesty gone?" Why not tell us? ”

"His Majesty has already set out for Paris, and he instructed us not to tell anyone before 9 o'clock!" The servant continued to respond to Dick and Jacob.

"Your Excellency, Your Majesty, he ...... Isn't it angry! Jacob asked Chancellor Dick in dispossession.

Now he was very scared, and the mayor, who had not covered his heat, flew away directly.

"Probably not!" Chancellor Dick was similarly undecided.

Jérôme. His Majesty the Emperor Bonaparte's thinking is always so incomprehensible.

"That'...... So what do we do now? Jacob asked Chancellor Dick again.

"What else can I do!" Minister Dico reluctantly responded, "Let's go!" ”

Chancellor Diko and Mayor Jacob left Jérôme. Bonaparte's temporary residence.

On the other hand, Jérôme disguised as a couple. Bonaparte and Valewski, disguised as servants, were sitting on the train at the moment, having a pleasant exchange with the old man sitting across from them.

"Young man, why do you have to squeeze into a third-class car?" The old man stared at the young man across from him (in his 30s, actually) with his battered eyes.

"There seems to be no reason other than no money!" Jérôme. Bonaparte shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

"How can someone like you have no money!" The old man shook his head at Jérôme. Bonaparte said, "Although I am old, my eyes are not yet flowering!" ”

"Oh!" Jérôme. A smile of interest appeared at the corner of Bonaparte's mouth, "The old man thinks I'm rich? ”

"No!" The old man shook his head again and said to Jérôme in a serious manner. Bonaparte responded: "The average nouveau riche does not have a temperament like yours!" ”

"What's that?" Jérôme. Bonaparte asked curiously.

The old man gave him a careful look, and then turned to Jerome in an uncertain tone. Bonaparte replied, "You must be a nobleman!" ”

"Barely counted!" Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded, "It's a pity that the family is in the middle of the road, so try to save as much as you can!" Old man, what about you? ”

"I'm just an ordinary old man!" The old man also replied lightly.

"Ordinary old people don't have the same knowledge as you!" Jérôme. Bonaparte also retorted.

"Knowledge?" A self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of the old man's mouth, "It's all absurd when I was young!" Aside from being able to use it as a talking point in a chat, there's no use for it at all! ”

"Isn't that what knowledge is!" Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded sympathetically and said, "If you can't get the goods to the emperor's family, you can only use it as a capital to brag about!" ”

"Goods and the Emperor's Family!" The old man was stunned for a few seconds, then laughed twice, nodded and said, "You're right! If knowledge is not appreciated by the monarch, it is really bullshit.

That's not the way that guy is Migne! ”

"Migne?" Jérôme. Bonaparte was stunned for a few seconds, he first thought of the inventor of the Mine-rifle, and then realized that it was another Mine: "You're talking about François. August. Mali. Migne? ”

"You know him?" The old man looked at Jerome in amazement. Bonaparte.

"His famous work "History of the French Revolution", I dabbled a little!" Jérôme. Bonaparte replied to the old man.

"What do you think of the book?" The old man asked Jérôme. Bonaparte said.

"Good!" Jérôme. Bonaparte praised it, and then half-jokingly said to the old man: "This book became famous and created a prime minister of the July Dynasty (referring to Adolf. Thiers, whose History of the French Revolution he and Migne compiled was a stepping stone to high society). ”

"yes!" The old man also sighed, "A book makes a prime minister of a dynasty!" ”

"However, it is a pity that this prime minister is not Migne himself, but Adolf. Thiers! "Jérôme. Bonaparte replied to the old man.

From Jérôme. In Bonaparte's words, the old man heard the words of Adolf. Thiers's displeasure, he asked curiously, "Why don't you seem to like him?" ”

"I really don't like mercenary people like Thiers!" As Jérôme, who personally sent Thiers down. Bonaparte replied frankly.

"Don't say it's you, there were a few people in the politics of the July Dynasty who liked him! The Romantics saw him as a traitor, the Empty Sect (mainly Guizot) wanted to trip over him, and even the son of Equal Philip was a little unacceptable ......" The old man's face was full of memories of the past.

"Old man, listen to you, you seem to have experienced those things yourself!" Jérôme. Bonaparte said with interest.

"It's all in the past!" The old man smiled wryly and shook his head at Jérôme. Bonaparte replied, "Thiers, the famous political chameleon, was turned into a cold corpse in the end."

Everyone loves power, everyone fears it! ”

"Yes! Every careerist is trying to get closer to the center of power! "Jérôme. Bonaparte replied to the old man.

"From the beginning of the century to the present, our country has gone through three dynasties with a short-lived republic! I don't know, how many more tribulations we have to go through! The old man sighed and said to Jérôme. Bonaparte said.

"Why are you so dissatisfied with the current era?" Jérôme. Bonaparte looked at the old man curiously?

"If you are talking about this era alone, then I can tell you that this is a progressive France about to lead the whole of Europe!" Old man to Jérôme. Bonaparte responded.

Then the old man continued, "If you want to ask me what I think of the one above, I suspect you are trying to send me in!" ”

"Probably not!" Jérôme. Bonaparte smiled awkwardly.

"Not really?" The old man couldn't help but sneer, "Do you know how many political prisoners have been arrested in this period alone?" ”

Jérôme. Bonaparte shook his head, he couldn't have been away from France for almost half a year.

"During this time, the number of deportees alone has exceeded 500!" Old man to Jérôme. Bonaparte said, "You can't be critical in this country!" Any criticism means ......"

Before the old man could speak, Valewski interrupted: "Your Majesty...... Your Excellency, it's time to eat something! ”

He was afraid of what the old man would say again, Jérôme. Bonaparte would have really gone wrong when he went back.

However, how did he feel the old man in front of him, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Varysi, I'm not hungry!" Jérôme. Bonaparte glared at Valevsky fiercely, and then went on to say to the old man: "Go on! ”

"Forget it!" The old man shook his head at Jérôme. Bonaparte responded.

Subsequently, Jérôme. Bonaparte again asked the old man what he thought of the Crimean War.

The old man told Jérôme. Bonaparte, this war is one of the few highlights of the Second Reich since its creation.

It's just that the achievements of the Second Reich could not have been achieved without the assistance of the Petersburg rebels.

Otherwise, even if the Second Reich eliminated its opponents on the Crimean peninsula, the Russian Empire would not choose to surrender.

There will inevitably be a protracted war in France, and at that time, the people of Paris, who cannot bear the pressure of prices, will persecute Jérôme. Bonaparte made peace with the Russian Empire.

"But it's a victory after all, isn't it?" Jérôme. Bonaparte replied to the old man with a pretended lightheartedness.

"Victory?" The old man shook his head at Jérôme. Bonaparte responded: "Our Emperor is far from being victorious, and he must absorb all the consequences of the war while the people are still immersed in the joy of victory, otherwise the whole of France will not only face widespread unemployment, but also the small bank bills scattered by the Bank of France on a large scale will form a tendency to pour in."

Once the French credit system is bankrupt, no matter how many victories the empire wins, it will be completely in vain!

If I were a competitor of the Empire, I would have taken this opportunity to disrupt the market by counterfeiting small bank bills on a large scale.

At that time, the Banque de France will face the same difficulties they faced in 1848.

There will be a turmoil!! ”

Speaking of this, the old man clearly felt the dangerous aura emanating from the person sitting across from him.

Although this feeling was instantaneous, the old man was still keenly captured by the old man.

Young man, who are you?

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