Chapter six hundred and eleventh breeding ambition
"Want to rebel?"
Jérôme Bonaparte scolded the captain standing in front of him with a straight face, as if he would dismiss the captain if he made a disagreement.
After seeing this scene, the surrounding sailors unconsciously stopped where they were.
"Your Majesty, I don't dare!" the captain lowered his posture and bowed to Jérôme Bonaparte.
"Don't you dare? You are so brave now!" Jérôme Bonaparte said to the captain in a sinister tone: "Now I can almost decide where I am going! I asked, what exactly is on this ship?
Who calls the shots!"
"There is only one sun on this ship, and that is your Majesty!" the captain complimented from the bottom of his heart.
"Is this how you treat me and your sun?" Jérôme Bonaparte refuted mercilessly, then pointed at the sailors around him and said to the captain: "Believe it or not, I only need to give an order.
, your captaincy is over!"
The captain plucked up the courage to respond to Jérôme Bonaparte: "Even if your Majesty removes me from my position now, I will not agree to your going to the Crimea Peninsula! You are the future of the empire. For France, I will absolutely
I will not allow you to go to Crimea!"
"You guy!" A helpless smile appeared on Jérôme Bonaparte's face. He understood that he was encountering a "stupid young man": "You are not afraid that I will directly remove you from your position and vote you to
Feed the fish in this sea!”
"Your Majesty, even if you appoint anyone on the ship as captain, they will not allow you to go to the Crimea Peninsula!" the captain replied to Jerome Bonaparte, and then shouted to the sailors:
"After my death, you must not let His Majesty go to the Crimea Peninsula!"
After saying this, the captain put on a brave face.
"You guy!" Jérôme Bonaparte repeated what he said before. He patted the captain on the shoulder and said helplessly: "No need to add drama to yourself! I just won't go!"
"Your Majesty is wise!" the captain hurriedly flattered Jérôme Bonaparte: "I just said, how could someone like you, Your Majesty..."
"Okay! Okay!" Jérôme Bonaparte waved his hand and responded to the captain: "Put me down at the port of Constantinople! And you go and take Richard.
Call Metternich from the room!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!" After the captain paid a military salute to Jerome Bonaparte, he immediately ran into the cabin and woke up Richard Metternich who was lying on the bed.
After a while, Richard Metternich came to Jerome Bonaparte and sat with him on the steps of the deck.
"Ambassador Richard, how are you feeling today?" Jérôme Bonaparte asked casually with his hands hanging on his open thighs.
"Your Majesty, you are much better now!" Richard Metternich replied to Jerome Bonaparte.
Hearing this, Jerome Bonaparte took a closer look at Richard Metternich's face. Judging from his face, this was indeed the case.
Richard Metternich, who had just boarded the ship, was white and rosy, as if he was about to die. Now Richard Metternich's red face revealed a hint of paleness.
"The two of us will disembark in a while!" Jerome Bonaparte sighed and replied to Richard Metternich.
Richard Metternich was stunned for a few seconds, and asked Jerome Bonaparte with a smile: "Your Majesty, didn't you say that we would follow this ship to the Crimean Peninsula?"
"It's a pity!" Jerome Bonaparte shrugged and said helplessly: "My negotiations with Mr. Captain failed. He never agreed to my request to go to the Crimean Peninsula!"
After hearing Jerome Bonaparte's words, Richard Metternich couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart.
In Richard Metternich's heart, the authority of any monarch cannot be desecrated. The captain's behavior towards Jerome Bonaparte was undoubtedly a slap in the face of authority. (Richard Metternich believes)
"How are you going to deal with that offended guy?" Richard Metternich asked Jerome Bonaparte curiously.
"Deal with him?" Jérôme Bonaparte had a surprised expression on his face, "Why should I deal with him?"
"He..." Richard Metternich was silent for a moment and then said to Jerome Bonaparte: "He offended you!"
"I think there is indeed nothing wrong with what he said!" Jerome Bonaparte shrugged, then put his hand on Richard Metternich's shoulder and said seriously: "Richard, this era is no longer the same.
It’s an era where royal power is supreme! We cannot decide a person’s future just because of one or two offensive words.
Since the new era, the rights of the French monarch are no longer endless, and each use of rights may consume part of the authority.
When the monarch's authority is exhausted, that's when he falls!
Of course, this will also be the case in the future Austrian Empire!"
Richard Metternich thought repeatedly about Jerome Bonaparte's words, and he thought of the Great Revolution of 1848.
At that time, the Austrian imperial government was indeed losing its authority through internal strife again and again. When disaster struck, the emperor's authority could no longer restrain the subjects within the empire.
If it were not for Prime Minister Felix Schwarzenberg, the entire Austrian Empire would probably...
"Also, don't obey the monarch's will too much!" Jerome Bonaparte whispered to Richard Metternich: "Sometimes, the monarch's behavior may not be correct! He may very well do it.
Bringing a country into danger!"
Richard Metternich immediately felt that there was something in Jerome Bonaparte's words.
"Your Majesty, God teaches us that ministers cannot disobey the monarch! Even if the monarch himself does something wrong!" Richard Metternich said with a pious attitude.
"God! Come on!" Jerome Bonaparte showed a disdainful expression on his face, as if to say, "You actually still believe in God."
Yes!
For Richard Metternich, God was nothing more than his words to deal with Jérôme Bonaparte.
Richard Metternich, who was deeply influenced by Prince Metternich's pragmatism, also did not believe in God.
After all, no matter how powerful God is, he cannot send angels down to earth.
Richard Metternich even maliciously thought that if God really sends people to earth one day, I am afraid that the Holy See will be the first organization to oppose the angels coming to earth.
An organization that has existed for thousands of years, they have shouldered countless sins.
If things go wrong, Pius IX will also declare that angels "descend to earth with malicious intent."
Although Richard Metternich did not believe in God in his heart, he still wanted to use God as a shield.
"Your Majesty, the monarch's rights come from the will of God! As the Lamb of God, I have to obey the will of God!" Richard Metternich responded solemnly.
"Why was your tithe abolished?" Jérôme Bonaparte said with a hint of joking on his lips.
"That is also God's will!" Richard Metternich replied bravely.
"It turns out that God guided the revolution! It seems that the Austrian Empire is the target of God's crusade!" Jerome quickly caught the flaw in Richard Metternich's language and said.
"No! It's not..." Richard Metternich also realized the problem.
The abolition of tithes in the Austrian Empire coincided with the emancipation of serfs in 1848.
If the abolition of tithes represented God's will, then the Austrian Empire would become the villain.
"Okay! Let's not talk about the issue of God!" Jérôme Bonaparte, who saw the topic getting more and more distorted, decisively brought the topic back on track, "I mean, if your monarch believes that France and the Austrian Empire must
If you are going to face a war, what are you going to do? Agree with what he does, or stop him!"
"His Majesty Franz will not declare war on you!" Richard Metternich replied.
"What if! What if!" Jérôme Bonaparte emphasized: "What would you do if you really had to face that choice?"
"I will use all my strength to stop His Majesty Franz!" Richard Metternich responded in a sonorous tone.
"Look! Your answer just now didn't mean you didn't care about the monarch's feelings!" Jerome Bonaparte spread his hands and said to Richard Metternich.
"I..." Richard Metternich was silent for a while.
"Richard, sometimes you have to be tough!" Jérôme Bonaparte said calmly: "You think about your Prime Minister Felix Schwarzenberg, every decision he made
, Franz all agrees! Look at your Foreign Minister Paul now... Although I don’t want to overestimate the Austrian Empire, your Foreign Minister is just like Franz’s yes-man, there is no
A little ability to think for yourself!”
Richard Metternich understood that Jerome Bonaparte was complaining about the previous foreign policy of the Austrian Empire.
Although the general direction of policy is beyond Baoer's control, Baoer also bears greater responsibility.
"Richard, my friend, you must stay calm!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Richard Metternich with a serious face.
"Your Majesty...I..." Richard Metternich opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but found that he didn't seem to know what to say.
"Actually, you are more suitable to lead the empire than Franz! You are more determined and your thinking is more flexible than him!" Jerome Bonaparte said meaningfully.
After Richard Metternich was silent for a moment, he denied it in not too harsh terms.
Not bad! At least he didn’t deny it right away!
Looking at Richard Metternich in front of him, Jerome Bonaparte's mood immediately became happy. Now he felt like a hard-working gardener, constantly watering a tree named