Chapter 355 Candidates for the Central Supervisory Agency
After some tossing between Jérôme Bonaparte and Jean Dulles, time soon came to December.
Jérôme Bonaparte and Augusta also returned to Paris after visiting several important provinces with a disappointed mood.
After returning, Jérôme Bonaparte seemed to be a changed person. He locked himself in his study all day long and issued an order that no one should come near him during this period.
When she was hungry, she would ask Wilnia to get her some food. When she was sleepy, she would just lie down on the table and sleep.
If there are documents that need urgent processing, the secretary's office can directly deliver the documents to Vernia.
I forgot to mention that Vernia is still serving as Jérôme Bonaparte’s full-time secretary and concurrently as Queen Augusta’s lady-in-waiting.
Augusta, who had been in the palace since childhood, naturally understood the relationship between Jérôme Bonaparte and Vernia. Augusta understood that it was absolutely impossible for the emperor to devote all his body and mind to himself.
Rather than letting him mess around in secret, it's better to take the initiative and be generous and keep everything under control.
She was smart and chose to turn Vernia into an ally.
First of all, Vernia was only 14 years old. During the days when he was getting along with Jerome Bonaparte, Augusta discovered that Jerome Bonaparte did not like younger girls, so he said Vernia
It will take a few more years to develop.
Secondly, there are the external threats from the Marchioness of Allais and Eugenie. Compared with Vernia, these two people are obviously more threatening.
For the above two reasons, Augusta maintained a tacit attitude towards all of Vernia's actions.
This situation lasted for several days. Neither Vernia nor Augusta could figure out why the emperor became depressed after returning to Paris. They wrote Jerome Bonaparte's
The situation was informed to Mathilde Bonaparte who left Paris.
Mathilde, who received the news about her brother from another province, immediately took the train and hurried back to the Tuileries Palace.
"Where is the Emperor now?" Mathilde, who rushed into the Tuileries Palace in a hurry, quickly asked Jérôme Bonaparte's residence.
Augusta took Mathilde to the door of the study, pointed to the room and whispered to Mathilde: "Your Majesty, no one except Wilnia is allowed to enter the study during this period!
"
"It's really annoying!" Mathilde knocked gently on the study door.
"I told you not! Don't bother me!" Jérôme Bonaparte's impatient voice came from inside the door.
Mathilde opened the door and entered the study without saying a word.
Mathilde entered the study and turned around to see the emperor, who was lying lazily on the sofa and yawning continuously.
Mathilde's arrival caused Jérôme Bonaparte to quickly put his feet back on the ground, and his body straightened involuntarily.
"Sister? Why are you here?" Jerome Bonaparte glanced at Mathilde doubtfully, and then glanced at Augusta next to Mathilde. He immediately understood: "Is it Austria?"
Gusta called you here!"
"Your Majesty, what exactly have you been stimulated by?" Mathilde still said to Jérôme Bonaparte with mocking emphasis: "Or do you want to be completely isolated from the world?"
"I..." Jerome Bonaparte was startled for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'm fine!"
"Then why did you lock yourself in the room?" Mathilde asked.
"This...I am thinking!" Jerome Bonaparte explained with his hands spread.
"Thinking? Thinking about what?" Mathilde Bonaparte asked again.
"Think about what method can be used to ensure that administrative instructions can be conveyed accurately, instead of being distorted like agricultural policies!"
The grassroots survey in November sounded an alarm for Jérôme Bonaparte. Even if he repeatedly set thresholds to raise the cost of bureaucratic distortion of policies, he still could not stop local bureaucrats from taking action.
Without a suitable monitoring tool, it is obviously unreliable to just place hope on the independent initiative and social morality of the bureaucracy.
"Why care so much! As long as the policy can be implemented, that's enough!" Mathilde obviously did not have the same sense of worry as Jérôme Bonaparte. In her opinion, the Bourbons and the Orleans Dynasty had to settle for the day.
one day.
Why do so many things happen to them when they arrive?
"Every policy, if distorted, will completely destroy our prestige and our status in the hearts of the people of Paris! I do not want to build an empire that will only have a short life!" Jérôme Bonaparte said to Augusta: "I
I don’t think you would like to see our child unable to inherit the throne!"
"Then what are you going to do?" Augusta asked Jérôme Bonaparte.
"A competent regulator!" said Jérôme Bonaparte to Augusta.
"Qualified regulatory agency?" Augusta and Mathilde said in unison.
"No! We must ensure a qualified regulatory agency that can supervise the situation in each province! No one is more suitable for this position than the Republicans!" Jérôme Bonaparte said to Mathilde with a smile on his lips.
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"Republicans? No! They will overthrow us!" Augusta somewhat disagreed with Jerome Bonaparte's opinion.
It sounds a little funny for a monarch to appoint a republican to supervise.
"Augusta, France is no longer a traditional autocratic monarchy, but a monarchy under a republican system! Despotism will inevitably give way to a republic. This is a historical trend!" Jérôme Bonaparte's tone did not allow for any compromise.
Talking.
In the 21st century, with the exception of some monarchies in Southeast Asia and the Middle East, the vast majority of monarchies have completely transitioned to republican monarchies. This is a historical trend that does not allow for any possibility of change.
Even Jérôme Bonaparte did not try to do anything in this regard. He could only strengthen the French people's sense of identification with Bonaparte as much as possible, thereby gradually transitioning to a republican monarchy.
Later, Jérôme Bonaparte changed the topic and said: "However, our next generation will still have some rights as a monarch. The next generation can only be left to God!"
"Since you already feel that doing this will help consolidate the Bonaparte family's rule over France, then do it!!" Mathilde said to Jerome Bonaparte, and she chose to believe her brother.
Immediately afterwards, Augusta also chose to support Jérôme Bonaparte's actions. She did not like the republicans, but she just did the responsibility that a wife should fulfill.
"Staying in the study for so many days! My body is almost rusty!" Jérôme Bonaparte got up from the sofa, yawning and stretching his arms.
"Okay! It's time for me to go!" Seeing that the matter was resolved, Mathilde turned and left. Jérôme Bonaparte and Augusta sent Mathilde out of the Tuileries Palace and
Watch Mathilde leave.
After Mathilde's carriage slowly left the Tuileries Palace, Jérôme Bonaparte turned to Augusta and said: "I'm really sorry! Because of my reasons recently, you have been worried about me.
!”
"Nothing!" Augusta said with a slight smile. She held Jérôme Bonaparte's left hand tightly with her right hand and said: "If you have any unpleasantness in the future, can you discuss it with me! Don't let it happen.
I'm so worried!"
"Yeah!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded.
The two looked at each other, smiled, and stood for a long time under the sunset.
…
In the early morning of December 8, thick fog completely enveloped Paris, and the whole world seemed to have turned into a vast expanse of white.
Along with the heavy fog came bursts of cold air, which forced people living in Paris to huddle up and walk cautiously on the streets near the walls of Paris, listening carefully to the sound of horse hooves coming from the heavy fog.
It was in such extremely bad weather that a black carriage drove out from the Tuileries Palace.
The carriage drove along the Champs Champs Avenue to the Seine River, then turned around and continued along both banks of the Seine River.
After about ten minutes' journey, the carriage finally arrived in front of a shared apartment.
The carriage opened slowly, and Jérôme Bonaparte, wearing a brown woolen coat and a black apron around his neck, got out of the car.
Augusta also got off the bus shortly after.
Looking at the shabby-looking mansion on the street in front of him, Augusta asked doubtfully: "The person you are looking for is here?"
"That's right!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded firmly.
Jérôme Bonaparte and Augusta arrived at the door of the apartment, and he gently rang the doorbell.
After a while, a slightly plump old woman opened the door and said impatiently: "Who is it?"
"I'm here to see Mr. Alfred Darimon!" Jérôme Bonaparte said with a smile.
Perhaps because of the black apron, the landlady did not realize that the man in front of her was the emperor.
She still put on a bored face and muttered in a low voice: "It's true! Come in!"
Jérôme Bonaparte and Augusta entered the mansion and were led by the landlady to a room on the fourth floor. They knocked hard and said: "Open the door! You have guests! Open the door quickly!"
After a while, a middle-aged man with a slightly haggard face opened the door. Judging from his appearance, he was about 30 years old. His eyes were bloodshot at the moment. It looked like he hadn't slept all day. He felt special.
The ground is sluggish.
"Who is it?" The middle-aged man also showed an impatient expression.
When he saw the two people behind the landlady, he quickly came to his senses.
"You...you..." Alfred Darimon said in a trembling voice.
"Mr. Darimon, we meet again!" Jérôme Bonaparte said with a kind smile on his lips: "I wonder if you would like to let my wife and I come into your room to sit for a while! It will be easier for us to talk.
Reminiscing about old times!”
"Please... please come in quickly!"
Seeing this, Darimon quickly invited Jérôme Bonaparte and Augusta into the room.
The door to the room was closed again, leaving only the landlady standing at the top of the stairs recalling the looks of the two people. She always felt that she had seen them somewhere.
