After the discussion, Cavour briefly straightened the folds in his clothes and left Mazzini's residence.

When Cavour walked to the common living room of the apartment, the old woman, who was wiping the dust from the candlestick with silk fabric, hurriedly stopped what she was doing when she saw Cavour, and walked quickly in front of Cavour.

"Sir, you're leaving!" The old woman hunched over with a flattering smile on her face.

"Hmm!"

Cavour bowed slightly, he understood that the reason why the old woman was so attentive to him was entirely for the sake of 100 pounds.

Afterwards, Cavour casually asked the old woman how long Mazzini's rent was due.

After hearing Cavour's inquiry, a trace of cunning flashed in her eyes, and she hurriedly stretched out two fingers full of furrows and said to Cavour, "Since the rent of this apartment is paid once a year, there are only two months before the next rent is paid!"

"Two months!" Cavour pondered for a moment, then took out a £50 bill from his pocket again and handed it to the old woman.

This time, the old woman did not take it as closely as she had last time, and she knew that a wealthy gentleman like Cavour would probably not use counterfeit money to deceive him.

[During the 50s of the 19th century, Britain itself was not too strict in the management of large banknotes, resulting in a large part of the counterfeit banknotes circulating in the market.

These counterfeit banknotes are very similar to the real banknotes, and even the signatures are almost the same.

It is difficult to detect the authenticity of banknotes without looking closely. 】

The old woman stuffed the money into her pocket with a smile on her face, and said to Cavour in a pretended reserve, "Sir, the money you gave is too great!

I don't even know how to find your money, and the gentleman upstairs doesn't need that much money a year!"

"I know!" Cavour replied to the old woman, and then said to the old woman in a commanding tone, "During the time that the gentleman has been here, I want you to give him the best service!"

If there's anything left, then I'll give you a tip!"

"Dear Sir, I believe that a generous person like you will surely become richer in the future!" The old woman said to Cavour with great flattery, her body was about to bow at 90 degrees.

"Rich?" A self-deprecating look appeared on the corner of Cavour's mouth, and he said to himself, "My goal is not just to be rich!"

After hearing Cavour's remarks, the old woman immediately realized that this guy in front of her should be a powerful nobleman, and he hurriedly changed his words and praised Cavour, "I believe that you will definitely be able to become the prime minister of a country in the future!"

"Prime Minister!"

Cavour muttered, a smile on his round face.

How did the old woman in front of her know that he had already served as the prime minister of a country, and he himself did not have any attachment to the position of prime minister.

Now, he is in the midst of a career even greater than being prime minister.

"I hope so!" Cavour said vaguely to the old woman.

Eagerly guided by the old woman, Cavour left the apartment and got into the carriage that the old woman had stopped for him.

The old woman standing at the door of the apartment looked at the carriage that was moving away, and her eyes showed a look of reluctance.

If she could, she really wanted to leave the rich gentleman in the apartment,

Such a generous customer has not been met by the old woman for more than ten years.

It's just a pity that a person of status and status like him decided not to live in such an apartment.

At the end of the day, the other party was just a hurried passerby.

Thinking of this, the old woman returned to the apartment.

Then he came to a no-man's land corner and pulled out two more bills worth £50.

At this moment, the old woman's eyes were full of greed, she first put the banknotes in front of her nose and sniffed them vigorously, and then kept rubbing the two banknotes with her wrinkled hands, and her mouth

He muttered to himself, "I've got to be nicer to that gentleman!"

Immediately afterwards, the old woman decided to cook a sumptuous dinner for Mazzini tonight to express her gratitude to Mazzini.

If it weren't for Mazzini living here, it would have been difficult for the old woman to receive so much tips.

……

The words are divided into two ends.

After a long time from Mazzini's apartment, Cavour finally left the slum.

When Cavour crossed the bridge over the Thames to the wealthy area, the narrow and cramped roads immediately became wider, the layout of the buildings was not as dense as in the slums, there were enough for two rows of carriages between the apartments, and the clothes of the passers-by on the streets were no longer as monotonous as those of the slums.

The carriage travelled along a wide, straight road and soon arrived at Victor Umberto's hotel.

Cavour, who got out of the carriage, was about to pay the coachman, but was told by the coachman that the old woman had already helped him get through the money.

"When?" A look of surprise flashed across Cavour's face, and he couldn't help but ask the coachman.

The coachman honestly told Cavour that there was some cooperation between him and the old woman.

Moreover, he himself rented another house of the old woman, so the fare of Cavour would be deducted from the room fee given to the old woman by the coachman.

After hearing the coachman's answer, Cavour involuntarily smiled knowingly at the corners of his mouth, and then said to himself, "What an interesting man!"

"Honorable sir, allow me to get out of here first! If I don't leave, I'm afraid my dilapidated carriage will be detained by the police in the name of the image of the city!" The coachman pointed to his carriage and said to Cavour.

Indeed, the coachman's carriage was too rudimentary compared to the ornate carriages of the wealthy districts, and in many places it was even broken.

Such a carriage really shouldn't appear in a rich area, which will completely affect the temperament of a rich area.

"Please take me to thank that lady!" Cavour politely replied to the coachman.

When the coachman had left, Cavour straightened the folds of his cuffs again and walked calmly and confidently into the hotel.

Soon Cavour was in his room, and he took out the key to open it.

After the slight sound of the door opening outside Victor Umberto's room, who lived next door to Cavour, he hurriedly said to another guest on the sofa, "I think the movement next door should be said to Lord Cavour!"

With that, Victor Umberto got up to open the door, and the guest on the sofa also got up with Victor Umberto.

The two of them opened the door one after the other, and went straight to Cavour's door.

Victor Umberto knocked lightly on the door twice with his hand, and Cavour, who had just entered the room, was about to lie down on the sofa and rest for a while, when he heard a knock at the door, and he guessed that Victor Umberto had come to inquire about the situation.

So Cavour got up and brought the door without resting.

When Cavour opened the door, his expression immediately fell into a momentary pause, because it was not only Victor Umberto standing at the door, but also Giuseppe Garibaldi, whom Cavour did not want to meet in public.

Cavour glanced around vigilantly, and after seeing that there was no one around, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief like a thief.

"Come on in!" Cavour opened the door and looked anxious at Victor Umberto and Giuseppe Garibaldi.

Giuseppe Garibaldi and Victor Umberto entered the room, and Cavour quickly closed the door.

Immediately afterward, Cavour yelled at Giuseppe Garibaldi, "Mr. Garibaldi, who made you here!"

Giuseppe Garibaldi also understood that Cavour's current situation was indeed not suitable for meeting with a soldier like him, and he hurriedly tried to defend Cavour, "

Actually, Mr. Cavour, I'm helping you!"

"Help me?" Cavour had a puzzled look on his face, and he didn't understand what Garibaldi meant.

"Monsieur Garibaldi is worried that you and Monsieur Mazzini will cause something unpleasant about the unification of Italy!

That's why I'm here!" Victor Umberto acted as Giuseppe Garibaldi's substitute and said to Cavour, "It's just that you met Mazzini too early! As a result, Mr. Giuseppe Garibaldi did not catch up, he originally wanted to go in person, and I persuaded him to wait here for your return!"

"Mr. Cavour, I'm sorry!" Giupese Garibaldi apologized to Cavour and then assured, "I promise that I was not followed by any of the secret police on my way to the hotel!"

Cavour was silent for a moment, then said to Giupezé Garibaldi in a sonorous tone, "I believe in you!"

If a general with a special branch (mountain soldier) like Giuseppe Garibaldi could not get rid of the secret police, then Cavour would have been discovered long ago when he set foot in London.

Giuseppe. Garibaldi smiled apprehensively.

Victor Umberto then eagerly inquired about the outcome of Cavour's negotiations.

Cavour told Victor Umberto Giuseppe Garibaldi that "Monsieur Mazzini has promised to act with us in Lombardy and Venice!"

Victor Umberto and Giuseppe Garibaldi clenched their fists with joy, knowing that they were one step closer to the unification of Italy

"Now as long as Britain can come to an agreement in person, then our action can begin!"

At this moment, Cavour was also very excited, so much so that his tone trembled slightly.

"But what are we going to do if the French Empire intervenes with the Austrian Empire again?" Giuseppe Garibaldi asked worriedly.

"The ......," Cavour also considered in mind, "I will go to Paris myself to meet His Majesty Napoleon III after I have left London!"

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