After hearing about the recent developments in Paris, Prince Montfort couldn't help but feel worried for Jerome Bonaparte.
Although Jérôme Bonaparte described it so lightly, as if everything was under control, as a person who has personally experienced many coups, no action involving Paris is guaranteed.
If you are not careful, what was originally meant to lure the snake out of its hole may become the fuse that buries the empire.
"My dear child, I understand your determination to find out the mastermind behind the scenes!" Prince Montfort suggested to Jerome Bonaparte sincerely, "but I still hope that you will not use such dangerous methods.
Come and implement your plan, Paris is not an ordinary city!
Anyone who despises this city will surely suffer backlash from this city!"
Jérôme Bonaparte naturally understood that his father's suggestion was not unreasonable.
Taking advantage of Paris citizens' fear of anarchists to divide the rebel camp is certainly a good method, but it is not a method that can be used frequently.
If there are people secretly sabotaging every parade, any fool will know that there must be an official shadow behind the sabotage.
Thinking of this, Jerome Bonaparte couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
Upon seeing this, Prince Montfort said to Jerome Bonaparte, "And the fact that you were able to suppress the parade so smoothly this time was due to your ability to quickly suppress the political groups of different factions in the parade.
Divide and draw the Parisian people to your side at the same time!
If next time those gutter rats choose to use the methods you used to drive a wedge between the fragile relationship between the people of Paris and the government.
What will you do then?"
Jérôme Bonaparte was speechless. He knew that the relationship between the empire and the people of Paris was like two couples who had been married for many years. The impulse and passion of their newlyweds had long been obliterated by time, leaving only dullness.
Any external stimulation will completely collapse this originally fragile relationship.
"Father, I said!" Jérôme Bonaparte responded firmly with a heavy tone, "If things really get to the point of no return, I will personally lead the army to suppress Paris!"
“However, blind suppression cannot really solve the problem!” Prince Montfort responded to Jerome Bonaparte again, “Paris now is different from Paris twelve years ago. It is a city with millions of people.
Populous city!
Even if the Guards completely suppress Paris, after that, the number of people you need to exile will be much more than twelve years ago!
Not to mention that during the crackdown, huge losses will occur throughout Paris!
I think you don’t want the Paris you worked so hard to build to be destroyed by your own army!”
Jérôme Bonaparte nodded subconsciously. Prince Montfort was indeed right. The Paris of today is no longer the same as the Paris of eleven years ago.
In order to build this city, Jerome Bonaparte devoted a lot of effort and a huge amount of francs. It is impossible to say that he has no feelings for this city.
If Jérôme Bonaparte really wanted to point his artillery at Paris one day, he was not sure whether he would be able to issue the order to bombard Paris.
"I will not use the army unless it is absolutely necessary!" Jérôme Bonaparte's tone softened, "After the previous march, General Espinal has trained an excellent armed police force (
In fact, it is to select a group of people from the capable police and military forces in other provinces)!
Once a demonstration occurs, the police in each region will report it to the Minister of Police as quickly as possible, and then the Minister of Police will direct them to replace the police to carry out the task of suppressing the demonstration!
If the situation in Paris really reaches an unstoppable level, I..."
Jerome Bonaparte remained silent, and Prince Montfort naturally understood what Jerome Bonaparte wanted to say in the second half of his sentence.
"My son, I sincerely hope that the lifespan of the empire can last for thousands of years like the Capetian dynasty, but you must know that since the Revolution of 1789, no dynasty has lived for more than 15 years..." Prince Montfort
Seemingly aware that his remarks were somewhat pessimistic, he hastily added: "Of course, no one hopes the Empire can break this sad curse more than I do!
However, as a father, I still want to advise you.
If things really come to an irreversible day, I still hope that you can retreat appropriately like Louis Philippe did!
This is for you and for Friedrich!"
Faced with Prince Montfort's suggestion, Jérôme Bonaparte was obviously unwilling to accept it. He replied to Prince Montfort without hesitation, "Father! Even if one day fate really no longer favors me, then I will
You can also carve out a path on your own!
The Bonaparte family can have failed monarchs, but there will be no escaped monarchs!
If the people of Paris are really willing to sacrifice everything and die with me, then I have nothing to say, the worst I can do is end up on the guillotine!"
Jérôme Bonaparte's decisive answer made Prince Montfort feel worried, but at the same time he was also somewhat relieved.
The Bonaparte family needs such a bloody leader, and France also needs a determined leader.
However, as a father, Prince Montfort still wanted to persuade his son, "My son, if you don't think about yourself, you should also think about Friedrich and Augusta!
Friedrich's growth cannot be separated from you, and Augusta National will not be willing to see you do this either!!"
"Father, there is an old saying in the East that children and grandchildren will have their own blessings!
Children's future should be decided by themselves (more than ten years later, Jérôme Bonaparte remembered what he had said before and wanted to slap himself)!
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! As for my wife, I believe that she can educate Frederick well on my behalf!" Jerome Bonaparte said firmly.
"Alas!" Prince Montfort sighed again.
The whole room became peaceful again.
After a while, in order to ease the atmosphere, Jérôme Bonaparte shrugged and said to Prince Montfort in a flirtatious tone, "Father, I think our previous topic was a little too advanced!
Today's conflicts in Paris have not yet reached the point where they are out of control, and we still have plenty of time to reconcile them!
Of course, if France can start the second industrial revolution, then the existing contradictions in the empire will disappear!"
Every industrial revolution will create a large number of jobs, and as long as they are properly utilized, the contradiction between labor and capital can be eased.
However, according to Jérôme Bonaparte's rough estimate, France will need at least 6 to 10 years to enter the second industrial revolution.
During this period, Jérôme Bonaparte must do everything possible to extend the life of the empire, whether it was military or political means.
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The conversation between Jerome Bonaparte and Prince Montfort finally ended before twelve o'clock. After leaving Prince Montfort's bedroom, Jerome Bonaparte suddenly felt a pang of hunger in his belly. Only then did he remember
It seems that I haven't eaten for nearly 10 hours.
So, Jérôme Bonaparte did not return to the bedroom, but went to the dining room alone.
After a while, the chef from the Palace of Fontainebleau appeared in front of Jerome Bonaparte and respectfully asked Jerome Bonaparte if he had served him the dish according to the previous recipe.
"No need!" Jerome Bonaparte responded to the chef, shaking his head, "I can't finish all these dishes by myself!
Just make two dishes at will!"
"Yes!" The chef respectfully left the restaurant and went to the back kitchen to prepare dinner for the emperor.
The servant standing next to Jerome Bonaparte asked him enthusiastically if he wanted a small glass of wine. Jerome Bonaparte shook his head and refused, and said thoughtfully, "It's getting late.
You don’t need to serve by my side!
If there's nothing else, go get some rest early!"
The servant did not listen to Jérôme Bonaparte's advice, and he remained at Jérôme Bonaparte's side, ready to serve the emperor.
After a while, the door of the restaurant slowly opened, but the person who appeared behind the door was not the head chef, but Augusta, Queen of the French Empire.
I saw Augusta wearing a white dress and walking elegantly to Jerome Bonaparte's side. Then she said to the servant calmly, "You go first! I will take care of the emperor."
!”
The servants obeyed Augusta's order, bowed to express their respect to the queen, and then left. Augusta opened the chair next to the main seat and sat next to Jerome Bonaparte, quietly looking at her husband in front of her.
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Jerome Bonaparte felt uncomfortable being watched closely by Augusta. He hurriedly asked Augusta, "Is Friedrich asleep?"
"He has already fallen asleep!" Empress Augusta said to Jerome Bonaparte in a doting tone. "Before Frederick fell asleep, he kept asking where you were!
Why haven’t you come back yet!”
Hearing this, Jérôme Bonaparte thought of Frederick asking Augusta pitifully. He couldn't help but sigh and said teasingly, "Alas! Not only am I not a qualified monarch,
He is not a qualified father either!"
"No!" Augusta, who felt her husband's disappointment, grabbed Jerome Bonaparte's serious expression and said, "In the hearts of Frederic and I, you have always been the best monarch, and you are also the best monarch.
An excellent father!
Friedrich is always proud of you!"
"A good monarch always thinks of bombarding his capital, and a good father always puts his children in danger. I am really a two-faced monarch and father!" Jerome Bonaparte laughed at himself in a low voice.
