The speeding carriage took less than 10 minutes to reach their destination, the mansion of Baron Achille Fuld. In front of this mansion, which is famous for its luxury, Jérôme Bonaparte once again felt Here comes the charm of money.
The mansion surrounded by iron fences on both sides covers an area about 10 times the size of the Rhine Hotel where Jérôme Bonaparte lived. Perhaps it is the protection of gods (or money?). The two proletarian revolutions did not cause any damage to the mansion. On the contrary, the civilian buildings located on both sides of the mansion were smashed to pieces by who knows which revolution.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! It seems that the bullets of capitalism will also circle around the rich!" Jérôme Bonaparte couldn't help but blurt out in a wicked way.
Mathilde, who was beside Jérôme Bonaparte, did not speak, and used her slender fingers to pinch Jérôme Bonaparte's tiger's mouth hard to make her brother grow longer. memory.
"hiss!"
It wasn't until Jérôme Bonaparte rolled his eyes and showed a painful expression that Mathilde stopped her rude actions.
The two came to the entrance of the mansion, and the two guards guarding the entrance blocked the path of Jérôme Bonaparte and Mathilde.
"Beautiful lady, please present your invitation!" the guard said to Mathilde politely, his eyes kept looking at Jérôme Bonaparte with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Jerome Bonaparte could only show a kind smile and nod to the guard. Mathilde handed the invitation to the guard and said to the guard: "This is my brother Jerome. Because he just arrived today, I will temporarily He pulled over!"
After the guard looked at Mathilde's invitation, he quickly knew that the person in front of him who was somewhat similar to the emperor should be Jerome Bonaparte, the son of Prince Jérôme and one of the most popular candidates for the French President.
How could they possibly stop such a Parisian upstart.
The guard respectfully handed the invitation back to Mathilde and moved out of the way.
Jérôme Bonaparte and Mathilde walked through the garden in front of the mansion and came to the steps of the mansion.
At this moment, Ashil Fuld, the organizer of the party, was standing on the steps of the mansion waiting for the arrival of distinguished guests.
Due to the lack of light at night, Achille Fuld did not see clearly that the visitor was Princess Mathilde, so she did not pay attention.
It wasn't until Mathilde and Jérôme Bonaparte gradually walked up the steps that Achill Fuld saw clearly that it was Mathilde and Jérôme Bonaparte beside Mathilde. Immediately afterwards I was shocked.
In France, where the hierarchical system still retains remnants, Achille Fuld's behavior can be said to be a "humiliation" to the Bonaparte family, especially since Mathilde also has Jérôme Beaut next to her. Nabal.
Achille Fuld quickly ran to Jérôme Bonaparte and Princess Mathilde, bowed, and said respectfully: "The prince and princess are really rude!"
"Yes!" Princess Mathilde raised her head proudly like a peacock with a arrogant expression, seeming to express her dissatisfaction with her hands.
Achille Fuld also knew that he had made the princess unhappy because he had neglected her. He could only wait aside awkwardly with his hands folded.
"Sister!" Jérôme Bonaparte gently squeezed Mathilde's palm, then stretched out his hand and said to Achill Fuld with a smile: "Mr. Baron Fuld, thank you very much for being able to
Invite us to this party!"
Achille Fuld instantly held Jerome Bonaparte's hand and said warmly to Jerome Bonaparte: "Your Excellency, thank you for coming to my banquet! From your body, I feel like
Seeing the emperor reborn in the world, this country can only get out of the dawn of chaos by relying on the emperor!"
Achille Fuld's excessive enthusiasm made Jerome Bonaparte unable to adapt to it for a while. He could only follow Achille Fuld's words and said: "Thank you God! After we lost
During the time of the throne, France could still have people like you who were attached to and loyal to the empire! However, times are progressing! We cannot keep our eyes on the empire. There are still many elites like you in this republic. You can go hand in hand.
You can also bring this country back to normal, but I believe your loyalty will be duly rewarded!"
Jérôme Bonaparte gave a perfunctory answer to Achill Fuld in an official manner. At this stage, he could not talk about restoring the empire all the time. He had to wear the cloak of the republic.
"Your Excellency, look at the current Republic. It is a mess. A bunch of random guys gathered together to discuss a meaningless topic! They are simply ruining this beautiful France!" Achille Fuld said angrily.
Said to Jérôme Bonaparte.
"The republic will always make progress! We should give a newborn republic a certain degree of tolerance!" Jérôme Bonaparte continued to answer in official terms.
"I still think that the empire should be re-established to end this chaotic situation!" Achille Fuld heard Jerome Bonaparte's alienation. He did not believe that the prince had no ambition to restore the empire, but
It was because it was just his first meeting with him, and he believed that as long as he continued to show his kindness, the prince would definitely accept him.
Mathilde, who was standing aside, suddenly said: "Baron Fuld, I think the party is about to start!"
Achille Fuld looked at his pocket watch, and sure enough, there were less than 5 minutes left before the party started at 11 o'clock.
"Quick! Please come in! Please come in!"
Under the leadership of Achille Fuld, Jérôme Bonaparte and Mathilde entered the splendid living room together.
"Gentlemen! Ladies! Please allow me to introduce today's guests, Prince Jérôme Bonaparte and Princess Mathilde!" Achille Fuld introduced to everyone present.
All eyes were turned to Jérôme Bonaparte and Princess Mathilde.
Although Jérôme Bonaparte, who was wearing the same black corset as his uncle, was incompatible with the attire of the entire banquet, he still noticed that he instantly became the focus of everyone. People compared the image of Emperor Napoleon in their minds with that of Jérôme Bonaparte.
After comparing the images of Bonaparte, the appearance of the two actually overlapped.
During the banquet, several generals who had served under Emperor Napoleon couldn't help but shout softly: "Your Majesty!"