There were countless small boats and rowing boats on the narrow inland river, and the small boats moved forward slowly.
Almost every small boat carried a gentleman wearing a Rococo-era Flacque dress [Note 1] and stockings on the lower body. They stood at the stern of the boat holding a lace umbrella, and the small boat
In the middle is a lady wearing a sun hat and a lace dress.
Visiting the Thames River is a required course for every British gentleman and lady.
Even though the water of the Thames has long been turbid and smelly, they can still talk about the future without changing their expressions.
Our protagonist, little Jérôme, obviously had no intention of sightseeing. Standing on the bow of the boat, he kept tiptoing and looked around the shore.
Thanks to the superb skills of the sailors, the boat gradually approached a small port in London Dockyard without any collision on the inland river.
Little Jérôme also seemed to have discovered something on the shore. Before the boat could be fully tethered, he picked up his luggage with one hand and jumped from the boat to the shore.
In the astonished eyes of the sailors, little Jérôme smiled and thanked: "Thank you all for helping me during this journey. By the way, say hello to the captain for me!"
After saying this, little Jérôme turned around and disappeared into the crowd.
"He is such an approachable prince, unlike those guys in Paris! I want to turn my nostrils into the sky all day long!"
"You're right!"
"If he is elected president, I will definitely vote for him!"
"The prince was elected president? I don't think the authorities would agree!"
"Who knows?"
The sailor's door docked on the small boat "screams at Fang Qiu", showing the demeanor of a later keyboard politician.
It's a pity that they don't have a keyboard in their hands.
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After passing through the crowded dockyard, Jerome finally arrived at a small town near the London dockyard, where he met the person who met him.
"Persili, I'm so glad we can meet again!" Little Jerome said with a smile and gave the middle-aged man in front of him a warm hug.
Count Ficia de Persiri,
Of course, the identity of the count was claimed by Persili, and little Jérôme had reason to suspect that Persiri's identity as count might be fake, or that he might be a count in Italy.
Who in the whole of Europe does not know that under the leadership of the Holy Pope and the kings of the Italian states, the titles of the Italian regions have depreciated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In Italy, you only need to occupy any island or even a piece of land in the Void Circle, and then give a certain amount of money to the Pope or the King of the country, and you can be canonized as a noble, just like the protagonist in The Count of Monte Cristo.
Nowadays, not only in Italy, but also in the entire European region, the aristocratic status is depreciating at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. In France under the rule of the Orleans Dynasty, big investors have been canonized as viscounts.
This was unimaginable in the 18th century. Capital was eroding the ancient aristocratic system at an unparalleled speed. The glory of the aristocracy gradually fell into decline after his uncle's war.
Closer to home, although Persili's status as count is subject to discussion, his speculator's heart loyal to his cousin Charles Bonaparte has never been extinguished.
From 1835 to the present, for 13 years, this Bohemian journalist (who also calls himself himself) and writer of the "Journal de l'Ouest Française" (which only ran one issue and then ceased publication) has still been known for his mismatch.
The vitality of the age and his cousin made all kinds of big news in France.
The Strasbourg riot of 1840 was the masterpiece of the count in front of me. [Note 2]
"Your Highness Jérôme, we are also happy to see you again! But..." Perini showed a hint of doubt on his expression.
If his memory was correct, the last time he met the prince was probably more than a year ago. The (little) Prince Jerome a year ago was definitely not as thin and muscular as he is now.
A year ago, the prince was like a "child" weighing more than 300 pounds. He was out of breath after just two steps.
"Well..." Little Jérôme thought for a moment and then explained: "A lot of things happened in the middle that made me determined to lose weight!"
Perini showed a clear and slightly lewd expression.
Although French women are said to have unique tastes, there are very few women who are obsessed with fat.
Perini also had to admit that the slimmed-down little Jérôme was, to a certain extent, more suitable to serve as an advocate of Bonapartism than Prince Louis (Napoleon Louis).
Little Jérôme did not know Perini's inner thoughts, but this did not prevent him from guessing that Persili must be arranging him in his mind.
"Persili, this gentleman standing aside is my cousin's new recruit, right?" Little Jérôme's voice reached Pesili's ears.
After coming back to his senses, Pesini hurriedly introduced to Jerome: "Your Highness, this is Colonel Fleury, who once served in the French Foreign Legion!"
Only then did little Jérôme take a closer look at the strong man in front of him. The sharp-edged face revealed the iron blood and murderous spirit of a soldier. This is an aura that can only be felt in veterans. You can see clearly with his slightly bent index finger.
Calluses.
"French Foreign Legion? Very good!" Little Jérôme nodded with satisfaction, stepped forward and held Fleury's hand: "The Bonaparte family needs people like you!"
"It is an honor for me to serve the Emperor!" Colonel Fleury (if Jérôme guessed correctly, he was calling himself this, or his cousin was randomly canonized) responded to little Jérôme meticulously.
Little Jerome let go of Fleury's hand and patted Fleury on the shoulder to encourage him.
Then he turned to look at Pesili and asked half-jokingly: "Persili, where is our Majesty now? Doesn't he no longer want to see my cousin?"
"Your Highness, Your Majesty, he..." Pesili drooped his head, looking a little depressed.
ps: 1. Rococo period: an art style and art form that originated in France in the 18th century and spread throughout Europe.
Flack dress: a product of the Rococo period. After being influenced by the 18th century and the Industrial Revolution, unnecessary modifications were removed. Its appearance is closer to the tuxedo of later generations. The inside of the Flack coat is often paired with a decorative coat.
"Kilai" undershirt.
2. Strasbourg Riot: Refers to the 1840 Napoleon III, encouraged by Pesiri, smuggled to Boulogne, France, to recruit legions for a counterattack against the July Monarchy, despite the ban of the July Monarchy. The continuation of the comical coup
After a few hours, it ended with the arrest of all Napoleon III. Napoleon III was imprisoned in Strasbourg Prison until he escaped in 1846.