Chapter eight hundred and fifty first dealing with cousin
Jérôme Bonaparte looked at Marcel Jerug's hesitant expression and knew that one of the people serving as a secret agent for the British Kingdom might be someone Marcel Jerug could not afford to offend.
The people who could make Marcel Jerug show his hesitant expression were either people within the Tuileries Palace or the princes of the Bonaparte family.
Sure enough, Marcel Jerug gritted his teeth and said to Jerome Bonaparte: "Your Majesty, the people involved in this case are Prince Pierre Bonaparte and Prince Montfort!"
"What?!
!" Jerome Bonaparte had a shocked expression on his face. He was not surprised by Pierre Bonaparte's "betrayal", but was shocked by his father, Prince Montfort.
To be fair, in addition to not giving his father the rights, Jerome Bonaparte did not lack the honor that should be given to him; the money that should be paid to him, Jerome Bonaparte also did not lack.
I owe him nothing.
Even Prince Montfort himself said: He has nothing to eat or drink on weekdays, but when he has something to do, he goes to the Senate to vote. This is a good day.
Why is he still thinking about contacting Britain? Doesn't he want to overthrow himself and become the emperor of France?
Jérôme Bonaparte, who was originally as stable as an old dog, was caught off guard by his father's sudden betrayal, and his expression fell into a dull state.
Upon seeing this, Marcel Jerug quickly added to Jérôme Bonaparte, "Your Majesty, this matter actually has nothing to do with Prince Montfort himself!"
"It doesn't matter much!" Jerome Bonaparte came back to his senses in an instant, and his tone couldn't help but become stern and said: "Marcel, can you explain to me what exactly is going on?"
Marcel Jerug responded to Jérôme Bonaparte that it was not Prince Montfort who had connections with Britain, but a new English lover of Prince Montfort.
After verification by the National Intelligence Service, this English lover was a spy sent by the Kingdom of Britain.
And her purpose is to get close to the Bonaparte family and obtain useful information.
However, because Britain itself does not pay attention to the training of spies, this English girl came into the sight of the National Intelligence Service.
"So that's it!" Jérôme Bonaparte muttered in a low voice, and his tense face immediately relaxed.
If even his own father is against him, then he, the emperor, really needs to reflect a bit.
"That's right!" Marcel Jerug nodded and replied to Jerome Bonaparte.
"Is this the case for my cousin Pierre Bonaparte?" Jérôme Bonaparte asked again.
Marcel Jerug replied to Jerome Bonaparte in a serious tone: "According to our intelligence, Prince Pierre Bonaparte seems to have taken the initiative to contact them and become a spy for Britain!
Not only that, Pierre Bonaparte seems to have some contact with the Orleans family in London!"
After listening to Marcel Jerug's words, Jerome Bonaparte showed a sneer on his lips, and he said in a sinister manner: "Pierre Bonaparte is really my good cousin! Seeing that he is here with me
When he couldn't get what he wanted, he turned around and hooked up with the royal family of Orleans!"
Jérôme Bonaparte paused for a moment, then turned to Marcel Jerug and asked: "Marcel, what position do you think the Orleans royal family will promise him? Prime Minister? Or Cabinet Minister?"
"I don't know!" Marcel Jerome replied to Jerome Bonaparte.
"I guess it's the cabinet minister!" Jérôme Bonaparte said to himself, "The Orleans royal family is always generous enough in this regard!"
Marcel Jerug continued to remain silent.
"Pierre Bonaparte and my father, I will handle it myself!" Jerome Bonaparte patted the table gently, reorganized his words and said to Marcel Jerug, "The rest
People, your National Intelligence Service should handle it on its own!
If they can be induced to submit to France, do so as much as possible.
It didn't work, and it made their deaths look like an accident.
have you understood?"
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Marcel Jerug said to Jerome Bonaparte with a serious face.
Later, Marcel Jerug stood up and said goodbye to Jérôme Bonaparte.
"By the way! One more thing!" Jérôme Bonaparte stretched his hand into the air and made a stop gesture.
Marcel Jerug resumed his work and waited for the next order from Jérôme Bonaparte: "Starting from tomorrow, you will check the mistresses of the cabinet ministers one by one to see if there are other countries sending them around them."
The spy came over.
Don’t let go of the Bonaparte family either, be sure to check them carefully!”
"Your Majesty, should this investigation be conducted secretly?" Marcel Jerug asked Jérôme Bonaparte.
If there was no secret investigation, he was afraid that his life would be lost inexplicably one day.
"Of course it's a secret investigation!" Jerome Bonaparte replied angrily to Marcel Jerug, "Unless you want to arouse everyone's public outrage!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Marcel Jerug bowed to Jerome Bonaparte and left.
Late at night.
Jerome Bonaparte, who was mentally and physically exhausted, returned to the room. At this time, Augusta was lying on the bed reading a book.
When Jerome Bonaparte gradually approached Queen Augusta, Queen Augusta noticed something strange about Jerome Bonaparte. She put down the book and asked: "What's wrong? I'm looking at you."
My spirit is very bad! Did something happen?"
"Indeed!" Jérôme Bonaparte told Augusta what Marcel Jerug said.
After hearing this, Queen Augusta also showed shock on her face, and then complained: "Cousin, he is really! How could he do such a thing? Doesn't he know that he will not be reused if he joins Orleans?
"
Come to think of it, how could a traitor of the Bonaparte family be reused by Orleans?
Pierre Bonaparte could betray Bonaparte, and he could also betray Orléans.
"Maybe he just wants to be happy for a while!" Jérôme Bonaparte showed a sarcastic expression on his face, "Our Bonaparte family always produces a group of people with high ambitions and low abilities!
They think they are omnipotent, but in fact their ability is not enough even to be a low-level official.
I also want to become a cabinet minister!”
"And you!" Queen Augusta also criticized Jerome Bonaparte.
"What's wrong with me?" Jerome Bonaparte asked Augusta after being stunned for a few seconds.
"You should also examine yourself a little!" Augusta said, gently tapping Jerome Bonaparte's forehead twice.
"Am I wrong?" Jérôme Bonaparte asked Augusta.
"You are indeed right!" Augusta nodded and said to Jérôme Bonaparte, "But have you ever thought that your arrangement is very bad for the members of the Bonaparte family!
"
"What's wrong!" Jerome Bonaparte spread his hands and complained helplessly to Queen Augusta: "I have given corresponding money to every member of the family, and as long as they are within a reasonable range
I didn't care about accepting bribes! Isn't this good enough? I have to assign each of them a position, and by the way, arrange their dogs to become special police dogs for the police station. Is this good for them?
?”
After hearing Jerome Bonaparte's complaint, Augusta smiled slightly and comforted Jerome Bonaparte: "Okay! I know it's very hard for you to be the emperor!"
"You know! They don't know!" Jérôme Bonaparte complained again, "My cousins only see that as emperor they can do whatever they want!
Don't they see how much sacrifice I have made for this throne!
The power I have now did not appear out of thin air after becoming emperor.
In the final analysis, the throne is just a decoration. If I had not gone to Crimea to convince those military leaders, if I had not been steadily employed during the war... then how many people would be willing to believe me!
My cousins are all a bunch of guys who just want to enjoy power, but don't want to serve it.
If I hand over power to them, I bet the entire empire will be destroyed by them within ten years!"
"Okay! Don't be angry! I know it's hard for you!" Queen Augusta said to Jerome Bonaparte like coaxing a child, "Now that you know about your cousin, what are you going to do?"
"I don't know either!" Jerome Bonaparte replied to Queen Augusta with a wry smile, "I can't possibly execute my cousin in front of everyone!"
"This is indeed a difficult problem!" Augusta also fell into deep thought. After a while, Augusta's eyes lit up and he said to Jerome Bonaparte: "By the way, we can put the skin on
El Bonaparte is driven out of Paris!"
"For what reason!" Jérôme Bonaparte asked back: "It's impossible to charge him with espionage! If so, the reputation of the Bonaparte family will be damaged."
"You can appoint him as the ambassador of a country!" Augusta replied to Jerome Bonaparte. "In this case, wouldn't it be a disguised expulsion of him from Paris?"
"However, I have righteously refused to open the back door to Pierre Bonaparte this morning!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Queen Augusta.
"Then leave it to me!" Augusta responded to Jérôme Bonaparte: "I will invite Pierre Bonaparte's wife to come over tomorrow and tell Pierre Bonaparte through her.
News of his appointment.”
"This is indeed a way! However, which country should I appoint him as ambassador?" Jérôme Bonaparte was sifting through suitable countries in his mind.
"How about the Minister of Württemberg?" Queen Augusta suggested to Jérôme Bonaparte.
"No!" Jerome Bonaparte shook his head and refused to Augusta: "Württemberg is the most important ally of the French Empire. I think it is more appropriate to send him to Florence!"