"It won't be long before there will be a bunch of useless toys in the Kingdom of Britain!"
Jérôme Bonaparte's firm answer made Dicko, who had become a little depressed due to the reduction of warships, reveal a rare joyful look on his face.
"Your Majesty, you are saying that Prince Albert has accepted the warship ("Sulte")!" Dicko asked with a slightly trembling tone.
"Yes!" Jérôme Bonaparte responded affirmatively, "I am certain that Albert has regarded the Soulte as the correct route for the next development of the navy!"
At this point, Jerome Bonaparte's tone became serious, "As long as the British navy still regards the French Imperial Navy as a potential enemy, then the Soult is what they must face."
Ship!
Under the huge naval pressure of the French Empire, the British Kingdom had no time to think about it. Building a ship comparable to the "Soulte" would become a top priority for the British Kingdom."
In the field of shipbuilding, the Kingdom of Britain is the undisputed overlord.
Jérôme Bonaparte believed that if the British Navy wanted to, they could build many ironclad ships with double-layer gun armor like the Soult in a short period of time.
It was the purpose of Jérôme Bonaparte to lead the Kingdom of Britain down the road of building "double-layered gun-armored" ironclads.
History has proven that the future route of the armored fleet is not to have more artillery, the better, but to develop in the direction of open-air rotating turrets as the mainstay, with rapid-fire guns as the auxiliary.
Of course, Jerome Bonaparte did not expect to trap the Kingdom of Britain on this dead end forever.
After all, there are still many knowledgeable people in Britain.
As time goes by, Jérôme Bonaparte's scam will naturally be exposed.
Thinking of this, Jerome Bonaparte crossed his hands on his legs and said with a very serious expression, "Minister Dicko, we must take advantage of this period of time when Britain has fallen into a trap and work hard to maintain France's naval superiority!
Since we can’t win with quantity, let’s start with quality!
I believe that under your construction, the French Navy will be able to qualitatively surpass Britain!"
"Your Majesty... you... have not... given up... the navy!" Dicko asked Jerome Bonaparte, trembling.
"My minister, when did I say I gave up the Imperial Navy!" Jérôme Bonaparte asked Dico with a puzzled look on his face, "I only reduced the number of the Imperial Navy, not gave up the development of the navy!"
"Your Majesty, please rest assured! I will definitely surpass the Kingdom of Britain on a qualitative level!" Minister Dico stood up and assured Jérôme Bonaparte in a sonorous tone.
"I believe you!" Jérôme Bonaparte also smiled and nodded in response.
The meeting between the monarch and his ministers ended with laughter. Minister Dick said goodbye to Jerome Bonaparte, and Jerome Bonaparte personally sent Dick out of the Tuileries Palace.
Watching the wind lantern hanging at the rear of the carriage getting further and further away until it completely disappeared into the night, Jérôme Bonaparte rubbed his temples and muttered in a low voice, "Oh! I finally calmed down this stubborn minister!"
"Minister of the Deadhead? Who is it!" Broken German French came from behind Jerome Bonaparte, and the speaker was none other than Queen Augusta.
"Who else! Of course it is our Lord of the Navy Dicko!" Jérôme Bonaparte turned to Augusta and complained helplessly, "I really don't know why he, a Lord of the Navy, is so stubborn. I
He just said that he would not engage in military competition with Britain at the naval level for the time being, so he thought that I wanted to give up the Imperial Navy!
To be honest, I am really afraid that he will commit suicide in the Admiralty one day!"
Having said this, Jerome Bonaparte shook his head and said, "However, I can also understand Dicko's mood!
The Imperial Navy can reach such a scale because it was created entirely by him!
He put a lot of effort into each ship, just like his child!
There is no reason for parents to send their children away!"
Augusta listened quietly to Jérôme Bonaparte's self-pitying remarks.
After Jérôme Bonaparte finished, Augusta spoke with relief and said, "Dico has Dicko's difficulties, and your Majesty, you also have yours!"
"Yes! I'm not Dicko, I can't only care about the navy!" Jérôme Bonaparte said with enthusiasm, "The security of the empire depends on whether the European continent can maintain a relative balance of power. France is not yet ready to unbalance Europe.
Prepare!
In order to prevent the balance of power in Europe from completely sliding into imbalance, we must give up some of our interests!"
"Yeah!" Augusta nodded in agreement.
Later, Augusta returned to the Tuileries Palace arm in arm with Jerome Bonaparte.
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At the same time, the Elysée Palace, located on the eastern section of the Champs Elysées, is also holding a meeting related to the future development of a kingdom.
The people attending the meeting were Prince Albert, Sir John Packington, the First Lord of the Admiralty of the United Kingdom, and Queen Victoria, who was responsible for the atmosphere team.
Albert first told John Packington the number of ironclad ships he saw in the port of Toulon, and then told him the data about the ironclad "Soulte" he heard from the French lieutenant.
After hearing the data from the ironclad "Sulte", John Packington immediately showed a solemn expression on his face.
After thinking for a moment, John Packington slowly said, "Your Highness! If the data you heard from the lieutenant are true, then the Kingdom of Britain is indeed lagging far behind France in this field!
All our ships so far seem unable to effectively counterattack that behemoth.
If the emperor wants to invade, it doesn't seem impossible with the fleet in his hands."
"Mr. Packington, this is what I'm worried about!" Albert lowered his voice and said to John Packington, "Although it (the French Empire) now wants to gain our trust by reducing the fleet, I
Still don't want to believe them.
The maritime security of the British Kingdom should not rest on the kindness of its enemies."
"Your Highness, you are right!" John Packington echoed, "France is an aggressive nation at its core!
I have reason to believe that France's show of weakness this time is just for the next attack.
We must firmly control the trident in our hands. Only in this way can we contain this giant beast without eroding our homeland!
All in all, Britain needs more warships more powerful than the Soult!"
"You said exactly what I wanted to say!" Albert said sincerely to John Packington, "I hope that after you return to Britain, you can convince the stubborn Parliament with your superb eloquence and sharp thinking!
However, you can rest assured that we will also provide you with some help at the appropriate time!"
Albert paused and turned to look at Victoria, who was sitting on the red velvet sofa, "I'm right! Victoria!"
"Yeah! Yeah!" Victoria agreed.
John Packington was full of confidence after receiving assurances from Victoria and Albert. He immediately told Albert and Victoria that he would do his best to serve the Kingdom of Britain and Queen Victoria.
