As soon as Jérôme Bonaparte finished speaking, Saint Arnault immediately retorted euphemistically: "Your Majesty, I don't think this is the work of God. Our army is the important driving force behind the fall of the Russian Empire!
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"You are right!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded, and then changed the subject and said sophistry: "But how do you know that God is not secretly promoting the decline of the Russian Empire! Our world is made up of countless
It was constructed by accident! Any slight change will change the whole thing! So Saint Arnaud, you have to believe that there are miracles in your world!"
Jérôme Bonaparte's encouragement did not make Marshal Saint-Arnault feel better. He understood that the possibility of a miracle he was waiting for was almost 0.
"I hope so!" Marshal Saint-Arnaud showed a wry smile, and then asked Jerome Bonaparte why he appeared in Constantinople.
Jérôme Bonaparte was stunned for a few seconds and asked Marshal Saint-Arnaud: "Why didn't Valewski tell you?"
"Ambassador Valewski did not tell me!" Marshal Saint-Arnaud responded to Jérôme Bonaparte, shaking his head.
Later, Jerome Bonaparte turned his attention to Valewski, and Valewski immediately confessed to Jérôme Bonaparte, and said that he had forgotten to report to Marshal Saint-Arnault because of his busy official duties.
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"You! You! I really don't know what to say to you!" Jerome Bonaparte scolded him first, and then explained to Marshal Saint-Arnault: "I arrived in Constantinople this time.
, the main purpose is to give those soldiers who fought bloody battles for the French Empire the honor they deserve."
Marshal Saint-Arnaud also recalled that the War Ministry asked them to hand over a list of meritorious officials in the Near East. When they handed over their list with joy and expected the War Department to award them with medals, the War Department still did not respond.
respond.
In sharp contrast to the French Imperial War Department is the British War Department. Their Minister of War immediately awarded Raglan the rank of Commander-in-Chief Marshal under the order of the Queen after Raglan was awarded the honors list, while Raglan
His subordinates, the Earl of Cambridge, the Earl of Lugan, the Duke of Cardigan and others, were also awarded medals of different levels.
However, because Commander Raglan was fighting in the Crimean Peninsula, Britain would send an envoy to personally honor Commander Raglan with his marshal's scepter and medal.
Not only that, the Minister of War of the Kingdom of Sardinia, the younger brother of the French Empire, was also given the position of Marshal by the Kingdom of Sardinia.
Of course, as a marshal, he is more qualified than Commander Larraglen.
Seeing that both Britain and Sardinia had begun to award medals, the French Imperial War Ministry had not made any move. Therefore, the French army on the Crimean Peninsula frequently wrote to him complaining about the procrastination of the War Ministry.
Obviously, the Ministry of War asked them to submit the list of decorated members first, but as a result, they became the last country to be awarded the medal.
After a long time of fussing, it turned out that the emperor himself awarded them honors!
"Your Majesty, on behalf of the soldiers on the Crimean Peninsula, I would like to thank you for coming!" Marshal Saint-Arnaud immediately thanked Jérôme Bonaparte.
"Giving honors to meritorious people is what I, as a monarch, should do. There is nothing I can't say thank you for!" Jerome Bonaparte, who knew very well that "name and weapon should not be faked," shook his head and said Marshal Saint-Arnaud responded lightly, and then continued to talk with Marshal Saint-Arnaud.
The two of them chatted for about two hours. Jérôme Bonaparte learned about the status and morale of the French Imperial Army in the Crimean Peninsula through Marshal Saint-Arnault. .
However, when Jerome Bonaparte was talking to Saint Arnaud, Marshal Saint Arnaud always hinted that Jerome Bonaparte hoped to return to the Crimean Peninsula and do his part for the empire. Meager strength!
Jérôme Bonaparte also responded to Marshal Saint-Arnault with various perfunctory attitudes. At the same time, he also hoped that Marshal Saint-Arnault could return to Paris for treatment [Jérôme Bonaparte’s opinions were decisively rejected by Saint-Arnault. Marshal Arnault refused].
Throughout the conversation, Jérôme Bonaparte and Saint-Arnaud never reached an agreement on this issue.
"We can discuss this issue later! The most important thing now is..."
Just when Jérôme Bonaparte changed the subject, there was a sound of the door opening behind him, followed by a surprised voice: "Your Majesty!!!"
For Jérôme Bonaparte, this voice was extremely familiar!
Yes, the person who appeared at the door of the room was none other than Wilnia, who was holding a kerosene lamp.
At this time, Vernia inspected all the beds in the hospital. After confirming that there were no other problems, Vernia came to Marshal Saint-Arnaud's room with a kerosene lamp and reminded Marshal Saint-Arnaud. go to bed early!
After Wilnia opened the door, she saw an unexpected person appearing in the room!
"You...shouldn't you be in Paris now? Why are you here?" Vernia's curved eyebrows revealed full of joy.
Meeting Jérôme Bonaparte on such an occasion was something she had never expected.
Jérôme Bonaparte turned his gaze to Valewski, his eyes showing a trace of displeasure, as if he was asking Valewski what was going on.
"Your Majesty, I was negligent!" Walewski immediately admitted his mistake to Jerome Bonaparte.
So Valewski explained to Vernia why Jérôme Bonaparte appeared here.
"Now you understand!" Jerome Bonaparte replied to Vernia.
"I understand! Your Majesty!" Wilnia immediately understood the ins and outs of the matter.
Later, Vernia asked Marshal Saint-Arnaud how he felt.
"The situation is not bad at the moment!" Marshal Saint-Arnaud shrugged, pretending to be relaxed.
"In that case, you'd better go to bed earlier! Sleeping late is not good for your current health!" Vernia once again warned Marshal Saint-Arnaud, also hinting at Jerome Bonaparte and Valewski. Don't disturb Marshal Saint-Arnaud's rest.
After receiving Vernia's hint, Jerome Bonaparte immediately said goodbye to Marshal Saint-Arnault.
"Your Majesty, Ambassador Valewski, be careful when you go back! I won't send you away!" Marshal Saint-Arnaud replied to Jérôme Bonaparte.
After Jérôme Bonaparte and Valewski left Saint-Arnaud's ward, Marshal Saint-Arnaud slowly moved his body from the chair back to the bed, and then covered himself with the quilt.
Vernia, who was still standing in the ward, took three steps and two steps to reach the table where the kerosene lamp was placed, then extinguished the kerosene lamp and left with it in her hand.
When Vernia left the room of Marshal Saint-Arnaud and prepared to return to the bedroom, Jerome Bonaparte's hand dropped on Vernia's shoulder.
This really startled Vernia, and she wanted to scream. When Jerome Bonaparte saw this, he quickly covered Vernia's mouth and whispered: "Shh! Keep your voice down, you too
You don’t want your voice to disturb them!”
After seeing that the owner of the hand was Wilnia, Wilnia's frightened heart finally calmed down, and she nodded in response.
Jérôme Bonaparte slowly released Vernia's mouth, and the two stood together and stared at each other for a long time. They both saw love in each other's eyes!
Even though they are thousands of miles apart, this love will never disappear, and they will even miss each other more because of the distance.
After a while, Vernia approached Jérôme Bonaparte and buried her body in Jerome Bonaparte's chest.
"Give me the kerosene lamp!" Jérôme Bonaparte said as he took the kerosene lamp in Vernia's hand into his own.
With her hands freed, Vernia hugged Jérôme Bonaparte, then buried her head on Jerome Bonaparte's chest and remained silent for a long time.
"Thank you for your hard work! You must have been very tired recently!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Vernia.
"Actually, it's nothing!" Vernia responded to Jérôme Bonaparte: "I just need to go through all the wards again, and then I can rest!"
"Visiting all the wards?" Jérôme Bonaparte smacked his lips. This was a "big project" and it would take at least an hour.
It is already 11 o'clock in the morning, which means that Wilnia needs to work until after 12 o'clock before falling asleep.
"I'll come with you!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Vernia.
"How can that be done!" Wilnia shook her head and responded.
"Why not?" Jérôme Bonaparte asked, "Is it because I am the emperor?"
"Yeah!" Wilnia nodded and replied.
"Then I am not the emperor now! I am Jerome Bonaparte, so that should be enough!" Jerome Bonaparte blinked and said softly.
Unable to resist Jérôme Bonaparte, Vernia had no choice but to agree. The two held hands and each held a kerosene lamp to patrol the ward.
The vast majority of the soldiers and officers in the inspected wards had fallen into a deep sleep. Only a few soldiers were still awake. When they saw Jerome Bonaparte, they subconsciously mistook him for a hospital doctor.
Jérôme Bonaparte, who inspected all the hospital beds, came to her bedroom with Vernia. The whole room was much simpler than when she was in Paris, with a bed, a desk, a kerosene lamp, and mountains of piles.
Medical records, patient information... they make up the entirety of this room.
