After the discussion, Cavour simply straightened the wrinkles on 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 on the candlestick with silk fabric quickly stopped what she was doing after seeing Cavour and walked quickly to Cavour.
"Sir, you are leaving!" The old woman bowed her body with a flattering smile on her face.
"Um!"
Cavour nodded slightly, and he understood that the reason why the old woman was so attentive to him was entirely because of the 100 pounds.
Later, Cavour casually asked the old woman how long it would take for Mazzini's rent to be due.
After hearing Cavour's inquiry, the old woman's eyes flashed with a hint of slyness, and she quickly stretched out two fingers full of grooves and said to Cavour, "Since the rent of this apartment is paid once a year, there is a long time between the next payment and
There are only two months left to pay the rent!”
"Two months!" Cavour pondered for a moment, then took out a 50-pound note from his pocket and handed it to the old woman.
This time the old woman no longer wanted to observe carefully before accepting it as she did last time. She understood that a wealthy gentleman like Cavour would probably not use counterfeit money to deceive him.
[During the 1850s, because Britain itself was not too strict about large-denomination banknotes, a large number of counterfeit banknotes were circulating on the market.
These counterfeit banknotes are very similar to real banknotes, and even the signatures are almost the same.
If you don’t look carefully, it will be difficult to detect the authenticity of the banknotes.】
The old woman put the banknotes into her pocket with a smile on her face, and said to Cavour in a reserved manner, "Sir, the money you gave me is really too big!
I don’t even know how to find money from you, the gentleman upstairs doesn’t need so much money in a year!”
"I know!" Cavour replied to the old woman, and then said to the old woman in a commanding tone, "While that gentleman lives here, I hope you can provide that gentleman with the best service!
If there is anything left, consider it a tip from me!”
"Dear Sir, I believe that a generous person like you will definitely become richer in the future!" The old woman said to Cavour in an extremely flattering manner, her body almost arching 90 degrees.
"Rich?" Cavour said to himself with a self-deprecating look on his lips, "My goal is not just to be rich!"
After hearing Cavour's remarks, the old woman immediately realized that the guy in front of her should be a powerful nobleman. She quickly changed her words and praised Cavour, "I believe you will be able to become the prime minister of a country in the future!
"
"Prime Minister!"
Cavour muttered, and a smile appeared on his round face.
Little did the old woman in front of him know that he had already served as the prime minister of a country, and he himself had no attachment to the position of prime minister.
Now, he is embarking on a greater cause than being prime minister.
"I hope so!" Cavour said vaguely to the old woman.
Under the enthusiastic guidance of the old woman, Cavour left the apartment and got into the carriage that the old woman had personally stopped for him.
The old woman standing at the door of the apartment looked at the carriage going further and further away, with a look of reluctance in her eyes.
If possible, she would really like to keep the rich gentleman in the apartment,
The old woman has not encountered such a generous customer for more than ten years.
It's a pity that a person of his status and status decided not to live in such an apartment.
In the final analysis, the other party is just a passerby in a hurry.
Thinking of this, the old woman returned to the apartment.
Then he came to a deserted corner and took out two 50-pound notes again.
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 twice. Then she kept rubbing the two banknotes with her wrinkled hands and murmured to herself, "
I have 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 Mazzini hadn't lived here, it would have been difficult for the old woman to receive such a large tip.
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The words are divided into two parts.
After a long time of leaving Mazzini's apartment, Cavour finally left the slum.
When Cavour crossed the bridge built over the Thames and came to the wealthy area, the originally narrow and cramped roads immediately became spacious, and the layout of the buildings was not as dense as the slums, with apartments and apartments separated from each other.
It is enough to accommodate two rows of carriages, and the clothes of passers-by walking on the street are no longer as monotonous as in the slums. Each lady's clothes and the floral felt hat on her head are very different, which makes it look like a hundred flowers blooming.
The carriage traveled along the wide and straight road and soon arrived at the hotel where Victor Umberto was staying.
Cavour got off the carriage and just wanted to pay the coachman, but the coachman told him that the old woman had already spent the money for him.
"When?" Cavour's face flashed with surprise, and he couldn't help asking the coachman.
The coachman told Cavour honestly that there was some cooperation between him and the old woman.
Moreover, he himself was renting another house from the old woman, so the fare for Cavour's trip would be deducted from the room fee paid by the coachman to the old woman.
After hearing the coachman's answer, Cavour couldn't help but reveal a knowing smile, and then said to himself, "What an interesting person!"
"Dear sir, please allow me to leave here first! If I don't leave, I'm afraid my old carriage will be detained by the police in the name of image of the city!" The coachman pointed to his carriage and said to Cavour.
Said something.
Indeed, compared to the gorgeous carriages in wealthy areas, the coachman's carriage is too simple and even damaged in many places.
This kind of carriage really shouldn't appear in wealthy areas, as it will completely affect the temperament of wealthy areas.
"Please take me to express my gratitude to that lady!" Cavour responded politely.
After the coachman left, Cavour straightened the folds of his cuffs again and walked into the hotel with a calm and confident step.
Soon Cavour came to his room, took out the key and opened the room.
After Victor Umberto, who lived next door to Cavour, heard a slight sound of opening the door, he hurriedly said to another guest on the sofa, "I think the noise next door should be said to be Mr. Cavour!"
After that, Victor Umberto got up and went to open the door, and the guests sitting on the sofa also got up together with Victor Umberto.
The two opened the door one after another and went straight to Cavour's door.
Victor Umberto gently knocked on the door twice with his hand. 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 on the door. He guessed that it was probably Victor.
·Umberto came to inquire about the situation.
So Cavour got up and brought the door to the room without taking any rest.
When Cavour opened the door, his expression immediately fell into a momentary dullness, because standing at the door of the room was not only Victor Umberto, but also someone whom Cavour did not want to meet in public.
Giuseppe Garibaldi.
Cavour looked around cautiously, and after seeing no one around, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief like a thief.
"Come in!" Cavour opened the door and urged Victor Umberto and Giuseppe Garibaldi anxiously.
Giuseppe Garibaldi and Victor Umberto entered the room, and Cavour quickly closed the door.
Immediately afterwards, Cavour growled at Giuseppe Garibaldi, "Mr. Garibaldi, who asked you to appear here!"
Giuseppe Garibaldi also understood that Cavour's current situation was indeed not suitable for meeting a soldier like him, so he quickly defended Cavour, "Mr. Cavour, actually I am helping you!
"
"Help me?" Cavour had a puzzled expression on his face, he didn't understand what Garibaldi meant.
"Mr. Garibaldi is worried that you and Mr. Mazzini will cause unpleasant things over the issue of Italian unification!
That's why you are here!" Victor Umberto acted as Giuseppe Garibaldi's mouthpiece and said to Cavour, "It's just that you met Mazzini too early! As a result, Giuseppe Garibaldi
Mr. Garibaldi did not catch up, he originally wanted to go in person, but 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 will not be followed by any secret police on my way to the hotel!"
Cavour was silent for a moment, and then said to Giupese Garibaldi in a sonorous tone, "I believe you!"
If generals like Giuseppe Garibaldi, who came from a special branch of the military (mountain soldiers), could not escape the secret police, then Cavour might have been discovered as soon as he entered London.
Giuseppe Garibaldi smiled nervously.
Then Victor Umberto couldn't wait to ask Cavour about the outcome of the negotiations.
Cavour told Victor Umberto Giuseppe Garibaldi, "Mr. Mazzini has promised to coordinate our actions 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 reach an agreement in person, then our actions can begin!"
At this moment, Cavour was also very excited, so much so that his tone was slightly trembling.
"But if the French Empire unites with the Austrian Empire to intervene again, what will we do?" Giuseppe Garibaldi asked worriedly.
"This..." Cavour also considered this issue, "After leaving London, I will go to Paris in person to interview with His Majesty Napoleon III!"
