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Chapter 946: The Assassination Begins

Faced with Nightingale's compliment, Jérôme Bonaparte and Queen Augusta both had smiles on their faces.

After a while, Jerome Bonaparte asked curiously, "By the way! Miss Nightingale, why didn't I see you in the crowd just now?"

Also, you’re not supposed to be working at the nursing school! How come you’re here!”

"Your Majesty, please allow me to answer your questions one by one!" Nightingale said tactfully to Jerome Bonaparte.

Jérôme Bonaparte showed an embarrassed look on his face, and then quietly waited for Nightingale's answer.

"Please forgive me for not attending your welcome ceremony just now!" Nightingale first apologized to Jerome Bonaparte, and then explained: "There was a patient who was feeling unwell just now, so he was not present!

"

"Nothing!" Jerome Bonaparte shook his head and responded to Nightingale, "Nurse Nightingale, you are a truly responsible nurse!

Everyone in this hospital should learn from you on this!"

"I was just doing my duty!" Nightingale responded humbly to Jerome Bonaparte.

Later, Nightingale told Jérôme Bonaparte that she came here to help when the nursing school was free.

Nightingale believed that instead of sitting in an office and wasting time, it would be better to go to charity hospitals to help.

Jérôme Bonaparte and Augusta naturally praised Nightingale for her selfless dedication.

Immediately afterwards, Jerome Bonaparte chatted with Nightingale for a while. It was not until time did not allow him to stay where he was that Jerome Bonaparte and Queen Augusta asked Nightingale

I said goodbye and left.

After leaving Nightingale, Jérôme Bonaparte briefly walked around the hospital twice, shook hands with a small number of patients lying on the hospital bed, gave them some encouragement and left.

Before leaving the hospital, Jérôme Bonaparte took out a Bank of France note worth 100,000 francs and handed it to the director.

"Your Majesty, Her Majesty the Queen has already funded us!" The dean wanted to refuse Jerome Bonaparte's donation.

"Augusta's donation only represents Augusta's personal behavior. I am making a donation to your charity hospital on behalf of the imperial government! Accept it!" Jérôme Bonaparte said to the director of the charity hospital.

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The dean accepted Jerome Bonaparte's note of 100,000 francs and promised Jerome Bonaparte that he would do his best to cure every patient.

"Yes!" Jérôme Bonaparte nodded, and then said sincerely to the dean: "My attitude was indeed a bit rude outside the hospital just now!

I hope you won’t keep it in mind!”

"Your Majesty, it's nothing!" The dean shook his head and responded to Jérôme Bonaparte: "You are right! The person in charge of the hospital saves lives and heals the wounded. He called all the doctors and nurses out just now. It is indeed mine.

dereliction of duty!"

Then, Jerome Bonaparte and Augusta took a carriage and left Charity Hospital under the auspices of the dean.

Jérôme Bonaparte, who was riding in a carriage, thought of the patients suffering from illness in the hospital ward, and couldn't help but sigh.

No matter how much money I put in, I would only be able to save a small part of it.

There are still many people in this era who are suffering.

"What's wrong?" Augusta, who was sitting aside, didn't understand why Jerome Bonaparte sighed. She turned around and asked Jerome Bonaparte.

"Nothing!" Jérôme Bonaparte said indifferently, but also laughed at himself in his heart.

Jerome! Jerome! As the biggest rat in this country, you can still sympathize with the people you exploit!

Soon, the carriage stopped at the gate of a welfare home.

Jérôme Bonaparte and Queen Augusta came down from the carriage again. This welfare home was a welfare home run by a church. The managers of the welfare home were several nuns.

At this moment, they were leading a group of children at the gate of the orphanage. Each child was holding a bouquet of flowers in their hands.

When Jérôme Bonaparte and Augusta reached the gate, the nun quickly ordered her children to run over.

A group of children holding flowers swarmed towards Jerome Bonaparte and Queen Augusta. Jerome Bonaparte quickly responded, "Slow down! Don't fall!"

Despite Jérôme Bonaparte's reminder, a child still fell to the ground, and the flowers in his hands were also scattered on the ground.

The nun's expression changed by the way, and several children around her also slowed down and subconsciously looked at the fallen child.

The fallen child lay on the ground, resisting the pain and trying to get up. Seeing this, Jérôme Bonaparte strode up to the fallen child, pulled the fallen child up with his hands, and then half

Squatting down and gently patting the child's dusty clothes with his hands, he said to him with a hint of reproach: "Didn't I tell you, don't run away!"

"But...but..." the child said to Jérôme Bonaparte with a hint of crying.

"Be brave! Don't cry!" Jerome Bonaparte encouraged while stroking the child's head.

The child stopped sobbing and squatted on the ground to pick up the words.

Jerome Bonaparte also helped the children to connect the flowers together. If they fell on the ground, they would quickly pick them up.

"Your Majesty, here you go!" the child said to Jerome Bonaparte as he brought the flowers to him.

"Thank you!" Jérôme Bonaparte took over and said politely, "But you should call me godfather!"

"Ah?" After hearing this, the child timidly said, "Godfather!"

"Well!" Jerome Bonaparte gently touched the child's head with his hand again, then glanced at all the children present and said loudly, "I am not only his godfather, but also all of you, and the whole of France.

Godfather to children who have lost their parents!

You are all children of France, and at the same time you are both the godsons of me and Queen Augusta!

You have to remember that you are not alone!"

As soon as Jérôme Bonaparte's voice fell, the crowd behind him, cut off by the Guards, applauded again.

Amid applause, Jérôme Bonaparte and Queen Augusta led a group of children into the orphanage.

"Ms. Marie Hortense, on behalf of France, I would like to thank you for your contribution to these children!" Jerome Bonaparte said sincerely to the nearly 50-year-old nun in front of him.

"Your Majesty, these are what I should do! God teaches us to..." Maria Hortense said boring scriptures to Jerome Bonaparte with a pious look on her face, Jerome Bonaparte.

Nabal patiently listened to Maria Hortense's words.

Subsequently, Jerome Bonaparte donated 20,000 francs to the orphanage in the name of the godfather.

As for why the amount given to welfare homes is much less than that of hospitals.

Naturally, this is because the hospital's expenses are greater. 20,000 francs is already a year's net profit for a small and medium-sized enterprise.

It is more than enough to support a welfare home.

"Your Majesty, may God bless you with eternal health!" Maria Hortense took over Jerome Bonaparte's donation and said to Jerome Bonaparte.

"I'd like to lend you a kind word, madam!" Jérôme Bonaparte said with a smile.

With the children's reluctance, Jérôme Bonaparte and Queen Augusta left the orphanage and went to another orphanage.

After visiting several charity hospitals and welfare homes, the sky began to darken.

Looking at the looming stars outside the window, Jerome Bonaparte and Augusta boarded the carriage, "Let's go! To the Paris Opera!"

The carriage set off again to the Paris Opera House. Augusta, who was sitting on the carriage and was slightly tired, asked Jerome Bonaparte in a low voice: "How about we go see it next time!"

We are tired after this journey! The generals who followed us are also tired!

"

"Augusta, the Paris Opera House has specially reserved a private room for us! If we don't go, wouldn't it embarrass them!" Jerome Bonaparte found an excuse and said to Queen Augusta.

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After hearing this, Queen Augusta said no more.

At the same time, the carriage gradually drove into the entrance of Le Peltier Street, which was less than 200 meters away from the Paris Opera House.

"Look! It's the tyrant's carriage!" said three Piedmontese lurking near the Paris Opera House to Orsini.

"I saw it!" Orsini looked at the carriage in the distance with a slightly complicated expression, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Everyone, get ready! Once the carriage arrives at the predetermined location, we will take action immediately!"

The carriage slowly arrived near the Paris Opera House and prepared to enter the special entrance of the Paris Opera House.

At this moment, Orsini ordered the three Piedmontese beside him, "Do it!"

The three Piedmontese quickly took action, and three bullets accurately hit the spotlights and gas lamps along the street.

The carriage immediately fell into a brief darkness, with only the wind lantern at the rear of the carriage remaining. When the Imperial Guards responsible for protecting Jerome Bonaparte saw this, they immediately shouted: "There is an assassin! Protect Your Majesty quickly."

And the Queen!"

The surrounding cavalry quickly approached Jerome Bonaparte's carriage. Seeing this, Jerome Bonaparte also quickly protected Augusta under him.

After all, he was the director of this assassination, and he could not put Augusta in danger.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of explosions and the sound of bullets hitting steel plates were heard around the carriage. Jérôme Bonaparte and Queen Augusta did not leave the carriage.

It wasn't until a "caught" sound came from the distance that Jérôme Bonaparte let go of Augusta who was protecting him.

"never mind!"
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