Make France Great Again

The conspiracy between Louis Bonaparte and Jerome Bonaparte is in full swing.

A secret meeting is also about to take place at Buckingham Palace in Piccadilly, East London. (Buckingham Palace is not far from the residence of Napoleon III in the UK. I am afraid Napoleon himself did not expect that the Bonaparte family and the Hanover family would become "neighbors" 27 years after his death.)

A black carriage slowly drove into the trail on the left side of Dika Geography Street, and the driver stopped the carriage and tapped the box behind him with his fingers and said honestly, "Sir, I can only deliver it to you here! "

After hearing the coachman's response, the person in the box opened the door and lowered the steps to get off. This person was Doctor James from Louis Bonaparte's mansion.

"How much?" Dr. James asked the coachman for the price while groping for the few silver coins in his pocket with his head down.

"Sir, a total of 2 shillings! [Note 1]" the coachman replied softly.

Dr. James raised his head and widened his eyes and shouted, "What? It costs me two shillings for such a short distance. Is your carriage inlaid with gold?"

"Sir, I'm really sorry! At present, London is still in turmoil, and prices continue to rise, so we have to raise prices to deal with the crisis. I hope you can understand!"

"Understand? I forgive you, who will forgive us! God! It's two shillings for such a short distance, and it's easier for you than robbery."

Although the coachman apologized to James, the coachman never gave in on the price.

After the scene fell into a temporary stalemate, Dr. James, who was unwilling to delay, was defeated. He scolded and popped out a silver coin with Queen Victoria's head on it and gave it to the coachman.

"Thank you! Mr. Generosity!" The coachman who took the silver coin instantly smiled and thanked Dr. James happily.

"Go to hell! You are really a bunch of vampires! I swear I'll never be your car again!" Dr. James cursed and entered the same lane of Buckingham Palace.

The coachman also drove the carriage away. As for the oath to never make a carriage again, it was just a joke to the coachman. How could a decent person like them go out on foot.

Across the long and narrow path, it is an open field.

The front of the open area is James Park, from which you can see Buckingham Palace in the center of St. James's Park.

Dr. James walked on the road leading to Buckingham Palace without craving for the scenery along the way. He soon came to the main gate of Buckingham Palace.

"This is Buckingham Palace! Do you have any invitations?" Two soldiers in bright red military uniforms and high-legged military caps blocked Dr. James' progress and got him. They were the soldiers who were in charge of guarding Buckingham Palace.

Right now is a time of turmoil, and they must carefully check everyone who goes to Buckingham Palace.

Dr. James slightly adjusted his tie and shirt and said hurriedly: "Please let Albert know that Dr. James has important information to report to him!"

"Are you Dr. James?" The soldier looked up and down at the unremarkable guy in front of him.

"I am James, an academician of the Royal Society of Medicine!" Dr. James responded proudly with a straight back. Being able to join the Royal Society is something that every scholar is proud of, especially now that the threshold for entering the Royal Society is becoming more and more difficult. Well, royal dating is already on the verge of becoming a gathering place for the elite.

"Then go in!" The soldier rearranged the crossed front-loaded guns, and opened the path that could only accommodate one person.

Dr. James finally stepped into the inner courtyard of St. James Park.

After a while, a burly man wearing a Scottish kilt appeared.

"Mr. Brown!" Dr. James was a little flattered by the arrival of the strong man, and he hurriedly greeted the strong man in front of him.

Born in 1826, John Brown was the son of a Scottish tenant farmer and used to be a groom at Balmoral Castle. When Prince Albert bought the castle, John became Prince Albert's personal servant with great ability and loyalty.

After Albert and Victoria married, John Brown, who was 14 years younger, also became the big housekeeper of the Hanover royal family, and the big housekeeper sat for 8 years.

Even though John Brown looked like he was in his 30s, his actual age was only 22.

John Brown, who has been the chief steward of the royal family since the age of 22, said lightly with a characteristic arrogance: "Come with me! Prince, I'm talking with the Prime Minister now!"

"Yes! Yes!" In the face of the proud royal housekeeper, Dr. James no longer had the pride he had before, and he could only follow John Brown's side obediently.

Under the leadership of Dr. James, John Brown came to the main hall of Buckingham Palace.

A brown-yellow velvet blanket is laid throughout the hall, every arch is inlaid with golden fringes, a gilded chandelier hangs directly above the living room, and the whole room seems to be enveloped in gold when the sun shines through the window.

"I'll take you to the lounge first, and I'll call you after the conversation between the Prince and the Prime Minister is over!" John Brown said to Dr. James in his characteristic Scottish rough tone.

"Yes!" Dr. James hurriedly responded all the way.

Under the leadership of John Brown, Dr. James entered a certain room in the side hall through the arch of the main hall.

Compared with the splendid main hall, the layout of the side rooms is so simple.

A portrait of Victoria and Albert inlaid with gold trim, a sofa with beautifully carved patterns, and oil paintings that cover the entire wall are all in this room.

Dr. James was anxiously waiting for the arrival of Prince Albert.

After about an hour, a pleasant sound of pushing the door appeared in Dr. James's ear.

Dr. James, who had just sat down, hurriedly got up to greet him.

"I hope I'm not late!" Albert said apologetically to Dr. James.

"No... No... I took the liberty to disturb you! I'm very sorry!" James said excitedly looking at the bearded Albert in front of him.

PS: 1. Under the gold standard system in the 19th century, an ounce (31.103 grams) of gold with a fineness of 11/12 gold can be minted at 3 pounds, 17 shillings and 10.5 pence, each pound is equal to 20 shillings, and each shilling is equal to 12 pence. 2 shillings is about $70 today.