The cooperation between President Jérôme Bonaparte and the giants of the Party of Order went very smoothly. The two sides had cordial and friendly conversations, frank conversations [the President wanted to strangle the Party of Order], and fully exchanged views [the President cannot defeat the Party in a short time]
The Party of Order can only make some small moves], and the result of the talks is meaningful [the president successfully promoted his favorite general to become a secret agent].
After the meeting, Fleury brought in the champagne that had been prepared, and the president, the leader of the Party of Order, and the military leader raised their glasses.
"Cheers to our future cooperation and better cooperation!" Jérôme Bonaparte raised his glass and said his toast.
Several cups collided with each other and made a "crackling" sound. I wonder if it was a sign of the future.
However, with the current opposition in the National Assembly, the President and the Party of Order can only tolerate each other and become a "fake couple" who share the same bed but have different dreams.
Both sides hid their bayonets and pistols under the quilts, waiting for a life-or-death showdown after dawn.
Odilon Barro and others left, and Jérôme Bonaparte returned to the dinner.
As soon as Jérôme Bonaparte returned to the dinner party, he was once again surrounded by dinner guests. People toasted to the prince president and said some compliments.
The banquet lasted until 12 midnight, and the guests invited to the Elysee Palace left one after another.
After a tiring day, Jérôme Bonaparte entered the retro empire-style bedroom decorated by Fleury himself with the support of Fleury.
Jérôme Bonaparte, who was half drunk and half awake, barely opened his eyes and said dizzily: "Fleury... call me at 11 o'clock tomorrow... on time!"
"But Your Highness, tomorrow is your first day as president, should we..." Fleury hesitated for a moment and responded tentatively.
"President?" Jérôme Bonaparte struggled to get up from the bed, pointed at himself and whispered: "Now, as president, I have nothing but the halo of my uncle!"
As he spoke, Jérôme Bonaparte gestured: "We must be more careful and seize power from their hands step by step, and then..." Jérôme Bonaparte made a gesture of raising a knife with his hand,
He said viciously: "Send them to hell!"
"Your Highness, we will definitely win!" Fleury responded without hesitation.
"Yes! I believe it too!" Jerome Bonaparte lay on the bed again.
The next second, Fleury heard Jerome Bonaparte's snoring in his ears. He carefully took off Jerome Bonaparte's boots and put Jerome Bonaparte's legs on top of each other.
On the bed, he covered Jérôme Bonaparte with his velvet back, carefully closed the door and left.
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The scorching sun at noon shined on Jerome Bonaparte's face through the golden curtain with a double-headed eagle pattern. Jerome Bonaparte, who had a splitting headache due to drinking too much, stretched out his right hand to block the sun.
But the time left for Jérôme Bonaparte to sleep was not very long.
About 10 minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Jérôme Bonaparte had to forcefully open his eyes and asked angrily: "Who is outside?"
"Your Highness, Prime Minister Barrow is already waiting for you in the study!" Fleury, who knew that he had disturbed the President Prince's rest, responded with fear: "There is also Count Fallo!"
"Okay! I understand!" Jérôme Bonaparte complained softly: "Really, can you die if you come here later?"
Jerome Bonaparte, who was complaining, still had to get up with a headache. Fleury, who heard the movement in the room, quickly called a few maids, who followed Fleury into the bedroom.
In the hazy state, Jérôme Bonaparte was grooming himself under the service of maids.
After staring for a while, Jerome Bonaparte cheered up and came to the door of the study. Fleury opened the door of the study for Jerome Bonaparte, and the figures of Barrot and Count Falloux appeared.
"Good afternoon, Mr. President!" The late arrival of Jérôme Bonaparte made Odilon Barrow's face show a trace of displeasure. Thiers was right, Prince Bonaparte is a person who lives up to his expectations.
Responsible guy.
"Mr. President!" Count Falloux smiled and nodded to Jérôme Bonaparte.
"Hello, Mr. Prime Minister, Mr. Fallo!" Jérôme Bonaparte did not feel embarrassed at all about being late. When he entered the room, he shook hands with Barrot and Fallo one by one.
"Mr. Prime Minister, this is our Minister of Public Education!" Jérôme Bonaparte, who knew what he was asking, turned his attention to Barrot and said.
"That's right!" Odilon Barrow responded.
"Minister Fallo, I hope you can benefit more people in the field of public education! Education is the lifeblood of France!" Jérôme Bonaparte said to Count Fallo in a slightly exaggerated tone.
"Since Mr. President and Mr. Prime Minister have entrusted me with the work in the field of education, I will definitely do my best to complete it!" Count Fallo replied in a straight and clear tone. His tone was low and slow, like a preacher.
Disciple: "I have a proposal that needs to be handed over to..."
Before Count Fallo could finish speaking, Jérôme Bonaparte interrupted Count Fallo's next speech: "At this time, let's not talk about such a heavy topic! Prime Minister Mr. Barrow, do you think I
What about your proposal?"
Odilon Barrot, who was unwilling to make trouble before the formation of the cabinet was completed, agreed with Jérôme Bonaparte's suggestion. Count Falloux, who was slightly unwilling to do so, had to temporarily shelve his proposal.
Since today is his first day as president and the cabinet has not yet been formed, Jérôme Bonaparte has nothing to approve.
After chatting for a while, Odilon Barro and Fallo left together, leaving only Jérôme Bonaparte alone in the study, sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, flipping through the books taken from the bookshelf opposite the walnut desk.
It was not until evening that Jérôme Bonaparte left the study and went to the restaurant for dinner.
In the next ten days or so, Jérôme Bonaparte's routine was to get up at around 10 a.m., meet with Odilon Barro at 2 p.m., and then return to his study to read alone.
Odilon Barrot, who was originally bored and slightly uneasy about Jérôme Bonaparte's interference in the cabinet, was completely relieved. He leisurely formed a cabinet to accept and summarize the issues left by the previous cabinet.
On January 6, 1849, after half a month of government formation, with the appointment of Minister of Justice Eugène Rouet and Minister of Public Works Morny, Prime Minister of the Second French Republic Odilon Barrot
