The moment Jérôme Bonaparte pushed open the door of Soult's bedroom, he saw Generalissimo Soult swaying on a lounge chair.
Is this really Sirte?
Looking at Soult in front of him, Jérôme Bonaparte could not help but think of the portrait of Soult in his memory. No matter how he compared it, he could not compare the strong man in the portrait with the old man lying in a rocking chair now.
The guys are linked together.
At this time, Generalissimo Sirte was lying quietly on the rocking chair motionless, as if he was asleep.
In the eyes of Jérôme Bonaparte, Soult was like a candle that was about to burn out. The slightest disturbance could blow it out.
"Generalissimo!" Upon seeing this, the servant standing aside quickly ran to Sirte and shouted softly to Sirte.
Surte slowly opened his eyes. The eyes that were once full of ambition and aggression were now only dull.
"Oh! It's you!" Marshal Soult slowly looked at Jérôme Bonaparte, a forced smile appeared on his pale blue face, and he stretched out his hand to invite Jérôme Bonaparte to sit down.
Next: “What a rare visitor!”
"Excuse me for disturbing you!" Jérôme Bonaparte showed a false smile and said to Soult: "It is really a blessing for the French nation to see you still maintaining a healthy posture!"
"Healthy?" Soult still kept smiling: "Please don't comfort me! I'm afraid my rotten body won't be able to support it for a few days and it will end completely! At that time, I'm afraid I will go to heaven to see the merciful Lord.
!”
Soult paused for a moment with a wry smile on his face, and replied to himself: "Maybe he will go to hell!"
"Please take care of yourself!" Jérôme Bonaparte still hypocritically advised Soult to take care of himself.
"I know my body better than you do!" Soult tactfully exposed Jérôme Bonaparte's hypocrisy: "The world is moving forward, and you will create the future! I am just a remnant of the old era.
, just trying to survive in this new era!”
Jérôme Bonaparte looked at Generalissimo Soult quietly without speaking.
Soult continued: "I feel very honored that you can come to see me! You must be ready to build a new empire! Oh, the empire, how nostalgic! I feel like I have experienced another reincarnation.
Same!"
"Thank you very much for the help you gave me!" These words were spoken from the bottom of Jerome Bonaparte's heart. Without Marshal Soult's help, Jérôme Bonaparte would never have been around.
It was impossible to assemble a larger Bonapartist military group than in history.
Of course, now Jérôme Bonaparte began to work on weakening the existing Bonaparte military group and began to cultivate new military groups to replace them.
After all, these generals who came to Jérôme Bonaparte through the relationship in Soult only moved closer to him because of their interests. Jérôme Bonaparte did not treat them as much as Canrobert, Trochu, and Bart.
With such support and support, Zan cannot command them like an arm.
"This is all your own efforts!" Sirte replied softly: "To be honest, your coup also shocked me!"
"Huh?" Jérôme Bonaparte looked at Soult in confusion.
"I thought you would take action only after your term is about to end! I didn't expect you would act so quickly!" Soult praised Jérôme Bonaparte and said: "It's really a perfect blow, a blow.
So I sent those guys from the Legislative Assembly in!"
After saying that, Soult laughed heartily.
It can be seen that Soult is still full of malice towards the Legislative Assembly.
Even on the verge of death, he was unwilling to forgive the Legislative Assembly.
"I just caught the loophole in their lack of coordination!" Jérôme Bonaparte responded modestly.
"A good politician can seize the enemy's weakness and then deliver a fatal blow at the most critical moment!" Sirte did not hesitate to praise him. Then he shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity.
I am old! Otherwise I would be honored to see the rise of an emperor!"
"You are exaggerating!" Jérôme Bonaparte, who spoke modestly, showed a confident smile on his face.
alike!
In a daze, Marshal Soult seemed to see the shadow of the original emperor. They were equally confident. They all believed that they could transcend the world.
Although the later emperor failed, he was more successful than everyone else.
"You will become a real leader!" Soult couldn't help but said to Jerome Bonaparte again.
"Leader?" Jerome Bonaparte thought for a moment and replied calmly: "Rather than becoming a leader, I hope France can return to the position that originally belonged to him!"
"Aren't you afraid that the whole of Europe will once again form an anti-French alliance? The Emperor defeated them six times, but was still unable to completely defeat them. In the end, they united to defeat the Emperor!" Soult mentioned as if he meant it.
"Anti-French alliance?" Jérôme Bonaparte sighed and replied softly: "If the emperor could have listened to Talleyrand's advice and stopped attacking; if the emperor could have stopped talking about my father and uncles' wanton enfeoffment,
Perhaps France is also facing the same predicament as it is now.
Times are changing! When the monarchy is impacted by external forces, the friendship between monarchs will give way to geopolitics! The once huge coalition of monarchs will inevitably fall apart, and I only need to win over some of them!
In fact, France alone can no longer establish absolute dominance in Europe. We must unite some countries to maintain dominance.
Marshal Sirte, have you noticed! All of us have been subconsciously avoiding one thing."
"What?" Soult looked at Jérôme Bonaparte in confusion.
"France is gradually declining!" Jérôme Bonaparte said in a calm and unquestionable tone.
"Great men can lead France to rise, but mediocre people will only make it decline!" Soult's tone revealed a touch of disdain. He obviously misunderstood what Jérôme Bonaparte meant.
Jerome Bonaparte shook his head and said: "The weakness of France really depends on the methods of those in power, and more importantly, the potential of the country itself. Both the Kingdom of Prussia and the United States of America have the potential to surpass France! Especially
It’s the Kingdom of Prussia, as long as you give them enough time, they will completely trample France under their feet!”
"The Kingdom of Prussia? Just them? A country that was almost destroyed!" Soult responded still with a proud attitude.
"German nationalism is integrating Germany into a whole!" Jerome Bonaparte sighed.
If his uncle had not eliminated feudal obligations, large and small, German nationalism would not have swept across Germany so quickly.
"With nearly 30 million Germans, coupled with the developed waterway transportation network and coal and iron environment in the Rhineland, coupled with Prussia's unique reserve system... they will be France's most powerful opponent!" Jérôme Bonnard
Basil told Soult about the telegraph, the railways, the mobilization advantages between France and Germany, the industrial strength and the population.
As the most outstanding chief of staff ever, Soult instantly understood the cooperation of railways and telegraphs, and the army's marching speed would far exceed that of their time. He also understood what Jérôme Bonaparte said about France.
The possibility of being surpassed.
In the final analysis, France relies on its institutional advantages and manpower. If these two conditions are exceeded, France will really be in danger.
"40 years! Only 40 years have passed!" Sirte's eyes were a little complicated, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"The most important thing is that the times are still moving forward! If we don't keep moving forward, then we will be abandoned by the times!" Jerome Bonaparte also sighed with emotion.
"Is this the purpose of your request for reform?" Soult asked softly.
"You know?" Jérôme Bonaparte looked at Marshal Soult in surprise.
"Some of my former subordinates wrote to me some time ago!" Generalissimo Sirte admitted frankly.
"They must have said a lot of bad things about me!" Jérôme Bonaparte said with a disdainful smile: "Those soldiers are still obsessed with the war decades ago, but they have not made any progress in the development of the times! It's too much.
Their remembrance will only make their minds rusty!"
Marshal Sirte smiled, nodded in agreement: "You are right!"
Jerome Bonaparte chatted with Soult for a long time and then left.
After Jerome Bonaparte left, Soult called the servant who served him and asked him to find paper and pen.
At the dictation of Marshal Soult, a servant wrote a letter.
The content of the letter was to advise those old subordinates to follow Bonaparte's footsteps and try not to conflict with Jerome Bonaparte.
"Generalissimo, why do you want to help Jérôme Bonaparte?" the servant asked in confusion.
"Should I help him?" Surte said with a wry smile: "How can I help him now? I am telling my stupid subordinates not to commit suicide, otherwise, they will die ugly!"
Soult learned about Jérôme Bonaparte's determination in his conversation with Jerome Bonaparte. He had no doubt that this nephew had the same determination as his uncle.
If you violate it, you may be ordered to retire compulsorily.
"Send someone to Paris immediately! Let those guys see it!" Marshal Soult said sternly to his servants.
"Yes!" The servant turned and left. Soult's body lay on the rocking chair again. The rocking chair swayed back and forth. Marshal Soult also entered a dream. In the dream, he returned to that era and followed the emperor to whom he was loyal.
Soon the rocking chair stopped rocking.
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On November 7, Jérôme Bonaparte, who left the town of Saint-Amand, returned to Paris after four days.
At the same time, Georges Haussmann, who served as a senior official in the Seine department, also completed the comprehensive suppression of the municipal council.
The first phase of the Paris project is gradually underway in the hands of George Haussmann.
In the first phase of the project plan, the first priority was to build an east-west street through the city, and the extension of Rivoli Street became the most important link in establishing an east-west street through the city.
On November 8, 1851, after discussions by the City Hall Committee, it was decided that Rivoli Street would be extended by 800 meters from the original to the City Hall. In this way, the first main road through the city in Paris was successfully constructed.