As the first ray of morning light of the next day fell on Jerome Bonaparte's bedside, Jerome Bonaparte, who struggled to finish washing, ordered Leti to go to Piazza Venezia early to inform Lucien of his residence.
Louis.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Letty, who had been waiting for nearly an hour, finally saw Lucien Louis, who had arrived in a hurry.
"Hello, Your Highness!" Captain Letty saluted Lucien Louis in front of him. Letty would give due respect to every member of the Bonaparte family.
At the moment Letty bowed, he did not observe Lucien Louis's twitchy expression and erratic eyes.
"Hello, Mr. Letty!" Lucien Louis also said hello to Letty.
"This is the Prince's address. If there is any progress, you can find the Prince at this address!" Letty handed a note to Lucien Louis.
"Okay! I understand!" Lucien Louis nodded slightly.
Later, Leti handed a note redeemable for 150,000 francs to Lucien Louis and said: "This is what the prince gave to your highness! It is essential to manage the clergy around the pope! You can do it in Rome
The bank exchanges the corresponding gold coins!"
Notes from the banks of the Rothschild family are synonymous with credibility throughout Europe.
After taking the bill, Lucien looked at the amount of the bill in his hand and was shocked. He quickly shied away: "I can't accept such a sum of money!"
"The prince said it! If it's not enough, you can continue to add more!" Captain Letty ignored Lucien Louis's excuse and did not take the bill handed over by Lucien Louis.
Seeing no way to shirk, Lucien Louis could only accept Leti's note and promised Leti that he would arrange a meeting between his uncle and His Majesty the Pope as soon as possible.
"Sorry to trouble you! His Royal Highness the Prince will be waiting for your news at the hotel!" Letty saluted Lucien Louis again and turned to leave.
Lucien Louis watched Letty disappear into the vast sea of people.
"He is my cousin's attendant?" the voice came from behind Lucien Louis.
"Father!" Lucien Louis turned to look at Charles Bonaparte behind him.
From the time Lucien Louis met Leti, Charles Bonaparte had been secretly observing Leti, and he did not show up until Leti left.
Lucien Louis handed the note given to him by Leti into the hands of Charles Bonaparte.
Charles Bonaparte, who took the bill, glanced at the amount on the bill and sighed: "My cousin really looks like the emperor back then!"
"You mean his courage?" Lucien Louis asked.
"No, I mean the ability to spend money!" Charles Bonaparte joked: "He is just like the emperor back then, he was extravagant and didn't know how to be frugal!"
"What should I do with this bill?" Lucien Louis asked Charles Bonaparte directly.
"Hmph!" Charles Bonaparte snorted and said, "Just think of it as compensation from my cousin!"
"Father..." Lucien Louis reminded Charles Bonaparte: "How should we contact the Pope!"
"Just leave this to me!" Charles Bonaparte took over Lucien's work: "You only need to make a final report to your uncle!"
"But..." Lucien Louis wanted to say something.
"Don't worry! I have been in Rome for more than 20 years and I still have some connections!" Charles Bonaparte said confidently.
Lucien Louis then realized that his father had been in Rome for nearly 20 years and had much better connections than he did.
Even when he was baptized into Christianity, it was his father who invited him to Bishop Murezal.
"I'm sorry to trouble you, father!" Lucien Louis said to Charles Bonaparte.
"Alas!" Charles Bonaparte sighed and said: "Perhaps this is the mission given to us by the Bonaparte bloodline! Since it is God's will, then I can only obey it!"
After that, Charles Bonaparte asked Lucien Louis to go home first and open the passage to the Pope alone.
Charles Bonaparte, who was watching Lucien Louis return to the Palace of Bonaparte, stepped off a carriage.
Charles Bonaparte, who was sitting in the carriage, quickly arrived at the outskirts of the palazzo della celleria.
[Chinese translation is the Palazzo delle Serb, the papal government agency in the secular world, where the first and last Prime Minister Pellegrino Rossi was born.]
At this time, crowds had gathered outside the Bungyuan Palace. People were holding banners swaying back and forth. On the banners were written "Democracy, Freedom" in black ink.
"Sir, I can only deliver you here!" the coachman said to Charles Bonaparte.
Charles Bonaparte thanked the coachman and left the carriage.
Charles Bonaparte, who witnessed the main entrance of the Academy of Sciences being blocked, no longer chose to enter through the main entrance. He bypassed the crowd and came to the side entrance of the palace.
Two guards stopped him.
Charles Bonaparte tidied his clothes a little and said with a straight face: "I am Charles Bonaparte, Prince of Kono, and Bishop Muzarelli has invited me to the palace for a chat!"
[Carl Emmanuel Muzzarelli: April 19, 1797-1856, Italian clergyman. In 1846, he was appointed by Pope Pius IX as a member of the High Council, responsible for public education and issuing publishing licenses in the Papal States.
certificate.】
The two guards did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly made way for them.
Charles Bonaparte was able to enter the Clerical Palace.
After entering the palace, Charles Bonaparte relied on his memory to quickly arrive at Bishop Muzarelli's office. He knocked on the door of Bishop Muzarelli's office.
"Please come in!" Bishop Muzarelli's old voice came from the door.
Charles Bonaparte pushed open the door and entered.
Bishop Muzarelli, wearing a white priest's robe, looked at Charles Bonaparte in surprise.
Charles Bonaparte preemptively said: "Dear Mr. Bishop, please allow me to disturb you! I am now discussing a very important matter with you!"
Bishop Muzzarelli put down the book in his hand and looked at Charles Bonaparte and said: "My friend, I am honored to listen!"
"Your Excellency, what do you think of Rome now?" Charles Bonaparte asked Bishop Muzzarelli.
"Under the guidance of His Majesty, pious Rome..." Bishop Muzzarelli used formulaic language again.
"Your Excellency, the guys gathered outside the palace do not look like pious people!" Charles Bonaparte immediately exposed Bishop Muzarelli's formulaic "lie".
"They are just lost lambs, and they will eventually find their way back in time!" Bishop Muzzarelli continued to make nonsense.
