"Your Excellency, Marshal, please accept France's most loyal cheers for you!"
Amidst the cheers of "Long live the Marshal, long live the Empire", Prime Minister Opple, who had a transparent cabinet, approached the newly appointed Imperial Marshal, Prince Montfort, and complimented him.
Looking at the unanimous cheers from the audience, Prince Montfort's thoughts could not help but go back to the era forty-five years ago, when his brother, surrounded by France's most loyal troops, abolished the Republic and turned it into an empire.
Forty-five years later, like his brother, he became the Marshal of the French Republic, surrounded by the army. He believed that it would not be long before it would be established on this land again.
In France, as long as you control the army, you control the future.
Prince Montfort could not help but praise the troops in the audience: "What a mighty army! What loyal soldiers!"
The shouts of "Long live" continued one after another until Prince Montfort waved his hand to indicate that it was okay to stop. The soldiers stopped shouting under the gestures of the commanders of each unit.
The scene became unusually quiet for a time, and everyone present was looking at the new marshal, Prince Montfort.
Marshal Montfort, who was stared at by thousands of pairs of eyes, felt an uncontrollable excitement in his heart. He held his breath and concentrated, and after a few seconds he said: "French soldiers, I am honored to stand here as a retired veteran.
Accept your blessings! I will stand with you and with the thousands of French soldiers who defend the motherland..."
Jérôme Bonaparte used his earthy Italian and German accent to preach to all the soldiers present. With the blessing of the emperor's younger brother, a speech that should have been boring became extremely inspiring.
"I wish you all a good future, and I also wish France more prosperity! I will fulfill my mission and become a qualified Imperial Marshal!"
Prince Montfort ended his marshal's inaugural speech with a standard closing statement.
Whether accidentally or intentionally, Prince Montfort changed "Marshal of the Republic" to "Marshal of the Empire." Several retired Bonapartist generals in the audience smiled knowingly.
The inauguration ceremony of Marshal Montfort ended. An open-top gilded double-bridge carriage appeared at the steps of the auditorium. Marshal Montfort and Vice President Blair got into the carriage together. The person in charge of driving the carriage was the National Guard.
Lieutenant Colonel Fleury, Chief of Staff of the Military Staff.
The carriage moved slowly, and Prince Montfort was able to wave goodbye to the soldiers present. The soldiers in the phalanx moved in the direction of the movement of Marshal Montfort's carriage.
Under the attention of the soldiers, the carriage passed through the squares and returned to the center of Paris.
After Marshal Montfort left, Minister Renault stood up and said to the soldiers attending the inauguration ceremony: "All troops returned to their respective military camps in an orderly manner. No whispering or making loud noises!"
Changarnier, who was among the crowd watching the ceremony, looked at Minister Renault with a gloomy face. After the inauguration ceremony, he, the commander of the city defense of the Seine Province, announced the order to disband the soldiers. However, Renault went ahead and announced the disbandment in advance.
The most critical thing is that the commanders of the 1st Brigade in Paris obeyed Minister Renault's order and left the field in an orderly manner, which forced Changarnier to once again calculate his own strength.
Unknowingly, the regular army power in Changarnier's hands was emptied by Rennault and others.
As for the National Guard, Changarnier did not dare to use those readily available tools at will.
The National Guard after mobilization will most likely not listen to him.
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The carriage carried the newly promoted marshal Prince Montfort and Vice President Blair to the Elysée Palace. When the carriage officially entered the Saint-Martin district, they saw a group of people wearing silver breastplates, feathered helmets, and slings around their waists.
The cavalry with a saber appeared under the leadership of Lieutenant Colonel Edgar Ney.
The cavalry was divided into two parts to protect the left and right wings of the carriage respectively. Edgar Ney and two cuirassiers were responsible for opening the way in front of the carriage.
The horse and carriage teams did not encounter traffic jams after entering the center of the suburb of Saint-Martin.
The reason is that "enthusiastic citizens" wearing black coats acted as vigilantes to help the police maintain traffic, ordering the carriages to stop on the side of the road until the marshal's carriage passed by.
After passing through the suburbs of Saint-Martin and arriving in the Saint-Germain district, the road was obviously much wider. Fleury increased the speed of the carriage and continued forward, and soon arrived at the Elysée Palace.
At this time, Pesini, the secretary-general of the Elysee Palace, was leading all the staff of the Elysee Palace at the gate to wait for the arrival of the marshal's carriage.
The carriage stopped at the gate of the Elysee Palace. Edgar Ney, who was leading the way, turned his pony. Prince Montfort and Vice President Blair also stopped.
Under the leadership of Pesini, Prince Montfort and Vice President Blair came to the banquet hall.
At this time, the banquet hall was already packed with people. In the splendid hall, soldiers, envoys, congressmen, and bankers gathered together. The arrival of Prince Montfort and Vice President Blair made everyone at the banquet turn their attention to them.
Vice President Blair stepped back and made an invitation gesture. This banquet was originally held for Prince Montfort, and Prince Montfort was undoubtedly the focus of the banquet.
Prince Montfort, holding a wooden marshal's cane, walked slowly to the crowd and chatted with them.
As Vice President, Blair was led by Pesini to a small living room on the second floor of the Elysee Palace.
After a while, the door of the living room opened and Jerome Bonaparte appeared outside the door. Blair quickly stood up to greet Jerome Bonaparte.
Jérôme Bonaparte smiled and gave Blair a hug and said, "Thank you for your hard work! Teacher Blair!"
Vice President Blair, who was Jérôme Bonaparte’s former teacher, looked at Jérôme Bonaparte with joy and said: “Nothing! Just let me, an old man, hand over the cane! This is a small problem.
I’m not tired yet! Your Majesty, you are too tired from taking care of everything every day!”
"Most of them are just useless government affairs!" Jérôme Bonaparte shrugged his shoulders and made an indifferent gesture.
After Jérôme Bonaparte sat down with Blair, two steaming cups of coffee were brought in by Pesigny himself, one of which was filled with sugar cubes and milk.
Pesini gave Blair the coffee with sugar cubes and milk, and the other plain coffee to Jérôme Bonaparte.
Vice President Blair gently stirred the spoon and thanked Pesini with a smile.
Pesini responded humbly and left.
Vice President Blair and President Jérôme Bonaparte were the only two people left in the living room.
"Teacher Blair, I'm so sorry! You have just returned to Paris and rushed to arrange the inauguration ceremony for my father without stopping!" Jérôme Bonaparte expressed his sincere apology to Blair.
"Nothing!" Vice President Blair smiled slightly, his slightly tired eyes full of joy: "I am very happy to witness the appearance of Marshal Bonaparte!"
"By the way, what's the current situation of the man in the Pyrenees?" Jerome Bonaparte asked Blair.
Vice President Blair shook his head, took a sip of coffee and said: "Although he is in good spirits, his health is getting worse day by day. It is estimated that he will go to see God before long!"
"Alas!" Jerome Bonaparte sighed and said with emotion: "The former marshal who commanded the battlefield will inevitably die on his own bed in the end. If he is given another chance, he will probably choose
Die on the battlefield!"
"I think he will choose to fall on the bed!" Vice President Blair retorted with a mocking expression on his lips: "If he really wants to die on the battlefield, he has many opportunities to die. In the final analysis, it is just
But he is just a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death."
"Even if he is a man who is greedy for life and afraid of death, he is the only generalissimo in France!" Jerome Bonaparte said with emotion.
"As long as you live long enough, you can defeat all enemies!" Vice President Blair sarcastically said: "Our generalissimo has already killed many of his contemporaries!"
"Don't talk about these past things!" Jerome Bonaparte chose to avoid talking about the past of the Generalissimo. He turned to ask: "Then what is his attitude towards us?"
"Quite respectful!" Vice President Blair responded, "However, I can feel from my conversation with him that our generalissimo does not believe that we can successfully overthrow them (referring to the Legislative Assembly) easily!"
"So, he is unwilling to support us?" Jérôme Bonaparte couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
If the generalissimo can support him at this time, then he will be more confident in suppressing Changarnier.
As the "Ivy League" of France, Grand Marshal Soult still has a profound influence on the French army even though he has retired at home.
"No! The Generalissimo said he is willing to support us!" Vice President Blair said to Jerome Bonaparte's shocked result.
"What does he want?" Jerome Bonaparte asked calmly.
Vice President Blair responded calmly: "He said he didn't need anything!"
Jérôme Bonaparte stared at Vice President Blair in astonishment. He was somewhat suspicious of Generalissimo Soult's motives.
"He told me that he does not need to run for future generations! All his wealth will be returned to France in the form of donations after his death! What else does a man like him need? Glory? He already has it!
Fame? He also gained it by the Emperor's side!
Now, he has only a shell left! As for hatred, he only has hatred for the Legislative Assembly. He hopes that when you overthrow the damn assembly! Don't forget to shoot a few more people for him! He also told me
He said that the emperor shot many people back then!"