There was always something wrong in Italy in 1901, because there were always a lot of troublesome things this year, such as now.
"We demand an eight-hour working day, and we demand a salary increase!"
"We are opposed to dismissal without reason, and we require the purchase of insurance."
A mighty marching strike team, led by several union leaders, appeared from one end of the street and marched towards the city hall while shouting slogans.
The mighty procession was very long and attracted the attention of many people. Many pedestrians looked sideways at the mighty procession in front of them.
"Chief, are we just going to watch like this?"
On the side of the street, a young policeman looked at the parade. He looked incredulously at his superiors and colleagues smoking and chatting, as if he didn't care about the mighty parade at all.
"Tver, what do you think we should do?"
The sergeant with a cigarette in his mouth looked at the new rookie calmly, while the other police officers looked like they were watching the show, which made the young policeman feel a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't help it at this time.
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"Okay, Tver, you go and interrogate the demonstrators whether their march has been authorized by the government. If not, you can order them to disband immediately, or you will arrest people. How satisfied are you?"
At this time, even the inexperienced person would know that this is just a joke and should never be done like this. Besides, there were so many people marching and they were so excited. It would not be good for a policeman to come forward and question them.
Well, the blood in young Tver's heart quickly cooled, and he knew that he had asked a stupid question.
"This... this... this..."
The sergeant glanced at the helpless rookie in front of him. He was probably thinking about what was taught in the police academy, and he felt very angry inside.
The new police officers assigned to my team are so stupid. They have been here for almost a month and they have not yet changed.
At this time, a kind-hearted colleague helped him out. "Chief, there is no need to tease him for fun. Tver has just come here and has no experience. I believe it will get better in the future."
"You don't know how to talk less and read more if you don't have experience. What kind of bad idea do you come up with? You work so hard, but in the end, more than half of your benefits are deducted."
The sergeant scolded him so face-to-face that young police officer Tver did not dare to raise his head, for fear that he would make his superiors unhappy again.
After scolding the blind new police officer, the police chief felt much better. After seeing that the parade had passed, he led the crowd and said, "Okay, now we will follow, as long as there is any illegal behavior
, we arrested him immediately. It’s okay to parade, but absolutely not to commit crimes.”
Under the leadership of the chief, these eight or nine police officers immediately stepped forward and followed the parade, ready to arrest criminals at any time.
As for the young Tver police officer, he could only follow at the end of the team.
At this time, a big hand patted his shoulder. He turned his head and saw that it was Police Officer Yadav. This police officer is the oldest in their team and will retire in a few years. Perhaps it is for this reason, so
He prefers to help others, and Tver currently has the best relationship with him.
"Tver, don't take it too seriously. The chief is just in a bad mood. In fact, everyone is in a bad mood. These damn government bastards actually dare to deprive us front-line police of our benefits. Their behavior makes everyone angry.
, so everyone wants to put some pressure on the government departments, does Tver understand?"
"Got it."
Facing the words of the old man Yadav, the young man Tver nodded repeatedly.
On the city hall side, which was cursed by all the police officers, there were people holding wine glasses and looking leisurely at the demonstrators outside the window.
"Is the number of people protesting this time too small? I feel like there are less than 10,000 people. How can this number of people be considered a protest? The union is still not capable enough and has simply failed to live up to my expectations."
If anyone familiar with the matter saw their beloved mayor say these words, they would be surprised. You must know that in Brescia, everyone recognizes Mayor Carlo very much. This mayor has laid the foundation for the development of Brescia.
It's a great contribution. But if what he says now is heard by others, it will cause an uproar.
Unfortunately, someone actually heard it.
"Mayor Carlo, you are watching the demonstrators flocking to the city hall, aren't you afraid of causing trouble?"
The voice of the visitor made Carlo reveal a hint of ridicule. "If that's true, then it's your problem. I've opened the door conveniently for you, but this little movement is really disappointing."
After speaking, Mayor Carlo looked at the visitor calmly.
"Okay, Mayor Carlo, we are on the same boat. This may be a small mistake, which leads to some deviations in the number of parades. Don't worry, the subsequent work will not be like this."
It's okay not to mention this. Carlo felt angry when he mentioned it. "You have the nerve to mention it. I think your plans have achieved nothing at all. I don't know why I was so obsessed at the time that I listened to your words.
I’m in cahoots with you.”
"Mr. Mayor, don't be angry. We did not do this well, but there is no need to be so angry."
Perhaps because he relieved the pressure after venting his anger, Carlo's attitude became much better. "Now that I have fulfilled my promise, I will have to look at you next."
Facing Carlo's words, the visitor looked straight. "Don't worry, your actions are signals, and you can see everyone else's actions later."
From the content of the conversation between the two, it was obvious that this was a conspiracy with wide scope. The reason was that the government's move to convert regions into provinces infringed on the interests of too many people.
Regions have their own legislative power and financial autonomy, which have existed since the founding of the People's Republic of China. Rome's attempt to take back power will definitely arouse the dissatisfaction of many rentiers.
And these dissatisfactions will lead to many people joining together in order to protect their own rights. So what if the wise monarch is a wise monarch? As long as it prevents them from continuing to enjoy this benefit, that is the target that needs to be dealt with.
Of course, these people have been in the local area for so many years, and of course they know that such direct opposition is difficult to do, so they consider more roundabout tactics. First, because they also know that their own strength is not enough, if they use too drastic and hard-line measures, they will not be able to do it at all.
Rivals of Rome.
Not to mention anything else, as long as the policemen they can control dare to say that they want to lead them to independence, at least half of them will run away. The other people have the idea of doing meritorious service and are directly kidnapped and handed over to Rome.
At that time, Italy had been developing for so many years after unification, and the country's unity had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. At this time, independence would only be a dead end.
Since the hard one is not enough, the only option is the soft one.
They are relatively good at using soft knives, because they are all veterans of government affairs and know how the government operates. As long as they make a little trouble at key points, many things will become very difficult to handle. After all, it is easier to destroy than to build.
Not to mention they are experienced veterans who are proficient in government affairs. They only need a little trick to make things develop in the other direction.
Therefore, these veterans wanted to do something to make the Roman monarchs and ministers look good, and the idea of changing the region into a province was not a good idea.
