"Trouble!" Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded and replied to the old woman.

"You're welcome, sir!" The old woman's old, wrinkled face smiled kindly, and she asked Jérôme again. Does Bonaparte need to add some sugar cubes or milk.

"Add some sugar! It doesn't need to be too sweet! "Jérôme. Bonaparte smiled and said to the old woman.

After a while, the old woman respectfully handed a cup of coffee to Jérôme. In front of Bonaparte, he whispered, "Sir, please wait a moment before drinking!" ”

Jérôme. Bonaparte said "um", and then talked to the old woman about Marigotte.

The old woman told Jérôme. Bonaparte, Marigot met a prince from the Kingdom of Belgium two days ago, and the two have been developing rapidly in recent times.

"But, as far as I can see, Miss Marygote doesn't seem to like the prince! It seems that she was under some pressure to communicate with the prince! "The old woman to Jérôme. Bonaparte replied, and then looked at Jérôme with his spare eyes. Bonaparte.

Jérôme. Bonaparte's face showed a slight hint of shame, he knew that the reason why Marigate was with Leopold was because of his despicable and shameless use of French justice to oppress her.

"Still, the prince was very generous! He paid us a lot of money! The old woman continued to Jérôme. Bonaparte responded.

"Isn't that a trick...... Packaged! "Jérôme. Bonaparte realized that there was something wrong with "soliciting prostitutes", and quickly changed his words.

"Sir, it's a lucky thing to be fostered in Paris!" The old woman said to Jérôme in the tone of a passer-by. Bonaparte replied: "Many people do not have this opportunity even if they want to be fostered!" Just like our upstairs resident, she/they all dream of being fostered! ”

"Upstairs residents?" Jérôme. Bonaparte was stunned, and then immediately asked the old woman who the occupants of the two floors above the old woman were.

The old woman pointed to the ceiling above her head. Bonaparte replied: "Most of the residents on the upper floor of our house are trainee lawyers and small accountants who are wandering in Paris, and there are some dancers and students from other provinces who have beautiful dreams!"

Each of them longed for the opportunity to soar, and the dancer hoped that she could be appreciated by the dignitaries and nobles, and become a respected noble lady overnight.

University students from other provinces hope to be able to enter the upper class society by studying law.

After all, in our country, the law is one of the shortcuts to get close to high society. (The fastest is the journalist)

However, I bet each of them has very little hope of success!

Paris is a city of dreams and hopes, but it is also a city of sorrow and despair.

I've been living in Paris for almost 30 years and I've never seen a person who actually take off!

The vast majority of dancers will spend their teenage years in a mess, and if they are lucky, they will be able to save up their dowry and leave Paris, returning to their parents to find an honest man to marry. The dancers who are less lucky will die in the torment of illness.

And those future lawyers with dreams will go through their lives in one lawsuit after another......"

Jérôme. Bonaparte listened quietly to the old woman's speech, and then responded: "Old man, are you too pessimistic to say that!" ”

"Pessimistic!" The old woman smiled at Jérôme. Bonaparte said, "Sir, I suppose you must be a nobleman of extraordinary birth." ”

"Huh? Where did you see that! "Jérôme. Bonaparte asked the old woman.

"My eyes are not as old as my body!" The old woman pointed to her eyes and looked at Jérôme with great confidence. Bonaparte replied.

"Reluctantly!" Jérôme. Bonaparte replied ambiguously to the old woman, "But what does this have to do with what I just said! ”

"Sir, because you are a nobleman, the education you have received and the path you have planned since you were born are very different from those people upstairs, and it can be said that you are destined to stand on the heights that some people will find difficult to reach in their lifetime!

Therefore, the message you receive is very different from those people!

Allow me, an old woman, to say something nasty, and we're just a bunch of data in the eyes of the nobles at your level! "The old woman to Jérôme. Bonaparte replied.

Indeed, in recent times the Secretariat has placed the situation of the damage in the provinces (floods in August and September) in Jérôme. When Bonaparte was in front of Jérôme. When Bonaparte saw the death toll of the disaster, he was still glad that less than a thousand people had died.

If you think about it, it is really a very terrible thing that hundreds of lives were swept away and disappeared by the sudden flood.

Each of them affects the harmony of a family, and the disappearance of a few hundred people means at least a thousand to two thousand people are sad.

And the fluctuations generated by these data at that time have not yet made Jérôme. Bonaparte witnessed the death of soldiers in the Crimea come violently.

"You're right!" Jérôme. Bonaparte nodded and acknowledged the old woman's words.

"You can see it's just a string of numbers, and we can feel it!" Old lady to Jérôme. Bonaparte responded, "Sir, it's not that I'm pessimistic, and we live in a pessimistic world!" ”

Say, old woman, to Jérôme. Bonaparte bowed and said, "Just now my old woman was too talkative, please forgive me!" ”

"Old man, what you said is very good!" Jérôme. Bonaparte responded to the old woman kindly, and then continued to ask, "By the way, you haven't said what the top two layers are!" ”

"The top two floors!" The old woman sighed to Jérôme. Bonaparte replied: "If there is any hope of staying in Paris on the upper floors, there is no hope at all on the top two floors!"

The fifth floor is inhabited by a female worker from a nearby textile factory, while the sixth floor is also a construction worker working in the neighborhood! They are usually five or six people crammed into a small room, and because they don't need to be served, they need very little rent each month.

(Landlords in Paris often act as servants and waitresses, and rents are especially cheap when no one is serving.) "Old Man Gao" is a typical example. ）

They are the first to go out every day, and they are also the last to come back every night! ”

"That's hard work!" Jérôme. Bonaparte sighed.

"Industrious? What's the use of hard work! If hard work can make you rich, then they are the richest people in the world!

Unfortunately, they only earn about 3-5 francs a day by getting up early and working late. (The wage per worker is about 1,600 francs per year, and for women it is 80 per cent of that of men, or 1,200 francs.) ）

A year's salary is not enough for Miss Maryguet's expenses for a month! The old woman sighed for the fate of the top two layers, "To be honest, sir, I used to have a certain prejudice against those people, thinking that their existence would be to discredit Paris!"

As I got in touch with them more and more, I found that they had the same dreams as us!

We can't do without them in our city, and yet many people in our city still think they are the black spots of Paris and want to drive them away completely! ”

"Hey!" Jérôme. Bonaparte sighed and said to the old woman: "People cannot understand each other! ”

Subsequently, Jérôme. Bonaparte asked the old lady in a nonchalant tone what she thought of the Empire.

In his concept, the old woman should be the kind of person who is dissatisfied with the rule of the empire.

"To be honest, I'm quite satisfied with the emperor's rule!" The old woman's answer surprised Jérôme. Bonaparte's unexpected.

"Why?" Jérôme. Bonaparte asked curiously.

"Sir, I have experienced the Bourbon dynasty (here I mean two generations of Bourbon, in the eyes of ordinary people, there is no difference between the two generations of Bourbon), their wages are almost 20% worse than now, and their prices are still one level higher than now!

So to choose one of the three, I'd rather choose the current empire! ”

"What about the Republic!" Jérôme. Bonaparte asked the old woman again.

"The republic? Are you referring to a regime that can't even regulate prices effectively? The old woman spoke contemptuously to Jérôme. Bonaparte replied: "With all due respect, sir, there is no regime worse than that!" ”

Right here in Jérôme. While Bonaparte was talking with the old woman, there was a knock at the door.

"Miss Marigot this time I should say!" Old lady to Jérôme. Bonaparte replied, then got up and went to open the door.

When the old woman opened the door, Marigot happened to be standing in the doorway.

"Miss, the guest is already in place!" The old woman said to Marigot.

"Guest!" Marigot was stunned for a few seconds, then looked behind the old woman.

Jérôme. Bonaparte stood up and pointed to his wig cover and glued beard to hint at Marigotte, who quickly nodded in understanding: "That's right! ”

Then Marigot entered the room, and Jérôme. Bonaparte hurriedly shook hands with Mariguette and spoke first: "Miss Mariguette, do you remember me?" I'm Jérôme. Patterson! ”

"Of course I remember you, Mr. Patterson!" Mariguet homeopathy towards Jérôme. Bonaparte responded.

Immediately afterwards, Jérôme. Bonaparte gave Mariguette the prepared birthday present and put it on for her personally.

And then Jérôme. Bonaparte had a hearty lunch with Marigotte, which was also considered Jérôme. Bonaparte fulfilled Mariguet's wish.

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