"Mr. President, congratulations on taking back this palace that belongs to you!"
Not long after parting ways with Russian Minister Vladimirovich, the British Minister had an "accidental encounter" with Jerome Bonaparte. The British Minister expressed his congratulations to Jerome Bonaparte.
"No! This palace does not belong to me, it belongs to the great French people!" Faced with the compliments of the British Minister, Jerome Bonaparte said humbly: "Every room and every brick here is
The crystallization of the wisdom of the French people, and I am just a temporary resident here."
"Your Excellency, the President is still so approachable!" If we ignore the meaningful smile on the corner of the British Minister's mouth, Jerome Bonaparte believes that these words should be words of praise, but if paired with the smile, the British Minister
The praise has an inexplicable sense of humor and irony.
"Your Majesty, Ambassador, I wonder what you want from me?" Although Jérôme Bonaparte didn't like the smile of the British Minister, he still maintained the proper smile and responded to the British Minister.
The British Minister responded: "Nothing! Mr. President, I am here just to express my blessing to you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the British Minister turned and left. He stopped less than 5 meters away from Jérôme Bonaparte, turned around again and said: "I hope the French Republic will become more prosperous under your leadership!"
The British minister's nonsensical speech made Jérôme Bonaparte somewhat confused.
Could it be that the British Kingdom was not at all worried about what deal the French Republic and the Russian Empire would reach?
Jérôme Bonaparte put himself into the situation of the British Minister.
If he were the British Minister, his determination would probably be far less patient than the British Minister's.
Since the British Minister regarded this event as an ordinary dance, there was no need for him to trouble himself and make some nonsensical inferences.
Thinking of this, Jérôme Bonaparte "suddenly understood" and no longer struggled.
The brief conversation between Jérôme Bonaparte and the British Minister was also seen by some people present, and the ministers from various countries speculated on the possibility of a "resurgence" between Britain and France.
It can be said that due to the participation of ministers from various countries, a simple dance turned into a large-scale foreign exchange department.
The dance ended at eleven o'clock in the evening, and envoys, generals, and parliamentarians from various countries left one after another.
Only some members of the Bonaparte family and the attendants serving the Bonaparte family were left in the huge Tuileries Palace, plus the first regiment of soldiers responsible for guarding the defense of the Tuileries Palace.
What was once bustling and lively turned into deserted in a blink of an eye.
After the dance party ended, Jérôme Bonaparte strolled leisurely in the long and narrow corridor, surrounded by silence except for the "rustling" sound of his Martin boots on the floor.
Wherever he passed, the attendants and guards held their breath for fear of disturbing the president with their "disrespectful" behavior.
No one knows what he is thinking now. People can only watch Jerome Bonaparte walking from one corridor to another, and then turning back again.
After pacing back and forth like this several times, Jérôme Bonaparte's indifferent voice reached the ears of the surrounding guards: "Where is Valewski now?"
After the surrounding guards looked at each other, one of the guards stepped forward and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, Secretary-General Walewski is now..."
"I don't care where he is, you must call Valewski over!" Before the guard could finish speaking, Jérôme Bonaparte forcibly interrupted the guard and said.
"Yes!" the guard hurriedly straightened his body and responded firmly to Jerome Bonaparte.
Before the guard left the corridor, Jérôme Bonaparte's voice sounded from behind the guard: "After you find Valewski, ask him to go to the office. I will be waiting for him there!"
Jérôme Bonaparte raised his head and glanced at the stars in the sky, then left the corridor and returned to the Tuileries Palace alone.
The guards finally found Valewski, who was staying at the Elysée Palace, and told Valewski that Jérôme Bonaparte had summoned him.
Walewski hurried to the Tuileries Palace in a carriage, and under the guidance of the Tuileries attendants, he went to Jerome Bonaparte's study.
This study should have been the office of Emperor Napoleon. Valewski held the handle and gently pushed the door open. In the dim room, there was only half a burning candle placed on the mahogany desk. With the dim light, Valewski
Ski vaguely saw a bust of Napoleon hanging on the wall behind the desk and Jérôme Bonaparte on the nanmu chair under the bust.
At this moment, Jerome Bonaparte was laying his head on top of the desk, supporting it with both hands to prevent it from falling.
"Your Excellency the President!" Valewski looked at Jérôme Bonaparte and responded.
Walewski's talks made Jerome Bonaparte raise his head and look at Walewski, his deep eyes seeming to dissect Walewski's entire body.
After a while, Jerome Bonaparte retracted his aggressive gaze and said quietly: "Cousin, I wonder what you think of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?"
"Diplomacy is the most cautious department in France, and they are responsible for France's most important tasks..." Walewski quietly responded to Jérôme Bonaparte in a standard official tone.
"So cousin, are you interested in serving in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs? I remember that you once held such a position in the Orleans Dynasty!" Jerome Bonaparte asked Valewski again in an unpredictable tone.
In response to Jérôme Bonaparte's sudden inquiry, Walewski was stunned for a few seconds, and then said loudly, "Thank you for giving me this opportunity, I am willing to obey your will!"
Jérôme Bonaparte stood up, and after breaking free from the dark corner, he smiled and said: "Great! You will be sent to London to serve as a secret ambassador!"
"London?" Walewski was stunned and responded: "Your Majesty, our relationship with them seems..."
"I know!" Jérôme Bonaparte said with a smile, "There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests! Some time ago, we had some small differences in interests with Britain. I believe it will not take long.
Differences will disappear in the face of common problems!”
"Common problems?" Walewski was a little confused. What common problems could France and Britain have in common?
"Of course it's the Russian Empire!" Jérôme Bonaparte said to Valewski: "Nicolas I of the Russian Empire has never been very honest! Britain can't find a way to teach this greedy guy a lesson."
"Your Excellency, President, do we also want to join?" Valewski asked Jérôme Bonaparte's diplomatic line.
In today's France, the direction of Jérôme Bonaparte is the direction of the entire France.
"That's right! We must fight a war with them! Only in this way can we eliminate the shame they brought us!" Jerome Bonaparte said sonorously: "The Russian army has gone through more than fifty years.
The corrosion has long become a group of useless flower stands. We only need a gentle push and they will fall to the ground. Acting together with Britain can guarantee our sea power in the Mediterranean, and we will fight hard in the Balkans.
Defeat the ambitions of the Russian Empire!”
In terms of army, the French army can defeat the armies of all Europe (although the Prince of Prussia and the Duke of Wellington do not think so), but in terms of navy, the Kingdom of Britain is the undisputed overlord of the entire earth.
Even if Jerome Bonaparte had chosen to increase the budget for the French Navy on the original basis and introduce steam engine technology, the overall strength of the French Navy would never be comparable to that of Britain.
Jérôme Bonaparte's words shocked Walewski slightly, and he suddenly thought of the topographic map of the Near East produced by the Office of the President's Secretariat (General Staff) some time ago.
Could it be that the president...
Valewski couldn't help but shudder. He had never thought that the president would start planning a war against the Russian Empire just one year after taking office.
Compared with him, I don't look like he was born to His Majesty...
Walewski has always been proud of being the emperor's son, even if he was just an illegitimate son.
"Cousin, before France and Britain decide to cooperate! You will go to Britain as my personal envoy to discuss many matters in the Near East and Africa with Palmerston and others!" Jérôme Bonaparte told Valais
Fsky said: "Of course, in order not to irritate the Russian Empire too much, your trip to Britain may be next year, and you will go to Britain as my secret envoy. You should know that the capitals of various countries are now full of people.
You have caught the eye of the hostile forces. If you go through official channels, the news will spread throughout Europe before you can come up with any tricks. Therefore, our actions must be carried out secretly."
Jérôme Bonaparte paused and then said: "But during this period, you are still serving as the Secretary-General. After resurrection, it is best to try to go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to understand the situation of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."
"Yes!" Walewski responded.
"Okay! Cousin, could you please go and call Marcel Jerug over? I have something important to entrust to him!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Valewski.
Walewski left Jerome Bonaparte's study, and Jerome Bonaparte was left alone in the study.
Through the candlelight, Jérôme Bonaparte seemed to see the struggling and pleading figure of the Russian Empire in the Near East.