Make France Great Again

Jérôme Bonaparte's sudden question surprised Liuelli.

Who does not know in Paris that the commander of the Italian Front is now the "hardcore" Marshal of the Party of Order Biruo. Just last month, Marshal Biruo was still in Lyon clamoring to "lead troops close to Paris" to defeat the "red elements".

Oh, God! Does the president want to compare Ruo's hands?

Thinking of this, Liu Eli could not help but feel his scalp tingling. He should never have taken over as Minister of War from the beginning. This position is simply a fire pit.

So far, Liueli can only tentatively answer cautiously: "I think Marshal Biruo is strict in governing the army. Under the leadership of Ah, the combat effectiveness of the Italian Front Army is steadily improving!"

"Oh? By the way, I almost forgot that Marshal Biro is also the commander of the Italian Front!" Jerome Bonaparte suddenly realized a problem. Marshal Biro, the "Great Emperor" of the Italian Front, would die in September this year, so he said The idea of ​​transferring Liuelli to the command of the Italian Front seems to be a bit difficult to execute.

"Your Excellency!" Liuelli looked at Jerome Bonaparte suspiciously, he didn't understand Jerome Bonaparte.

"Minister Liuelli!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Liuelli, picking up an aluminum knife and fork and cutting the foie gras on the plate into small pieces: "Frankly, you are no longer fit to be Minister of War. This job!"

The calm words of Jerome Bonaparte reached Liueli's ears through the air, so cold, Liueli's fiery body was at the moment when Jerome Bonaparte said "You are not suitable for Minister of War" "Frozen," his mind went blank, he didn't know how to reply to Jerome Bonaparte.

Although Liueli said in his mouth that he should not take over as Minister of War, and knew in his heart that he would be dismissed by the President or the Prime Minister sooner or later, when Jerome Bonaparte really "showed off" to him, he could not accept it for a while. this result.

You were the ones who recalled me from the Legislative Assembly, and you are the ones who now think I'm unfit to be Secretary of War.

An inexplicable anger poured into Liu Eli's heart. If he was not a politician, he would definitely get up and leave.

Precisely because he is a politician, even if his teeth are broken, he will smile and say "good fight".

"Mr. President, I know that I am not qualified for the post of Minister of War because of my lack of knowledge and talent!" Liuelli smiled reluctantly and said to Jerome Bonaparte in a dry tone.

Seeing Liueli's mourning expression, Jerome Bonaparte became even more determined to take power in his own hands. He didn't want to be a chess piece like Liueli that was thrown away.

The Party of Order must die, the Empire must live

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Jerome Bonaparte raised his glass and said briskly, "Mr. Minister, thank you for your work at the Ministry of War these days!"

Liu Eli raised his glass and drank the brandy forcefully, the bitter brandy caused Liu Eli to cough twice.

The servant on the side hurriedly handed the white handkerchief to Minister Liueli, who took the handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth apologizing: "Your Excellency, please forgive my gaffe!"

"Mr. Minister, I understand your current mood!" Jerome Bonaparte comforted Minister Liueli, and then changed the conversation: "I also understand and respect your neutral choice, but I hope you can also understand Come on me, that old guy from Changarnier has been getting more and more outrageous lately!"

Jérôme Bonaparte's candid response gave Liueli's cold heart a touch of warmth, and he also understood that with the fall of the Mountain Party and the Republican Party, the enemies of the President and the Party of Order no longer existed. Either the president suppresses the parliament to become a real president, or the parliament suppresses the president and turns the president into a puppet.

[PS: Liuelli thinks that Jerome Bonaparte just wants to act as a president with real power and spend four years smoothly. 】

How could the president, the emperor's nephew, tolerate a dictatorial parliament over his head? There is absolutely no possibility of neutrality between the president and the party of order.

The War Department was just the first wave of the President's attack on Congress.

Minister Liueli, who "wanted to understand", finally felt better in his heart. He was unwilling to help the president against the parliament, and he was also unwilling to help the parliament against the president. It was indeed not suitable for him to stay in this position.

"Your Excellency, I don't want to be involved in the whirlpool of party disputes, and I also understand your will." Liueli couldn't help reminding: "But as a minister who is about to be dismissed by you, a humble person who follows the emperor to fight. Officer, I still want to remind you that the War Department is a huge and bloated bureaucratic organization! If it is not necessary, I hope you will not touch them. Once their interests are touched, even if they respect you, they will not respect you. Hesitating to fight back against you. I know these guys too well, they won’t oppose you when you are still on stage, and if one day you really lose power by accident, they will definitely fight back without hesitation?”

"Mr. Minister, thank you for your advice!" Jerome Bonaparte first expressed his gratitude to Liuelli, then said firmly: "I remember two months ago, I told you that even if the The abyss, I will jump into the abyss without hesitation!"

Jerome Bonaparte's firm expression reminded Liueli of the emperor more than thirty years ago. Was the emperor also so firm?

If he was still young, he would not hesitate to follow the emperor's nephew to do great things.

Now that he is old and his thinking has become conservative, he would rather resign than participate in it if he is not willing to toss.

"Your Excellency, since you have made up your mind, then I sincerely wish you success!" Minister Liuelli also raised his glass and said to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Yeah!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded, the two crystal clear wine glasses collided and made a "ding dong" sound.

Liuelli and Jerome Bonaparte drank the brandy in the glass at the same time, and the servant on the side quickly filled the two with wine.

Liu Eli carefully squeezed half a lemon with a knife and fork, and the lemonade flowed from the lemon to the sturgeon meat. The sour lemon was combined with the soft and tender sturgeon meat, and the special sauce was gently chewed in the mouth. Supreme enjoyment.

Jerome Bonaparte quietly waited for Liuelli to finish the meal, and when Liuelli's Adam's apple wriggled up and down, Jerome Bonaparte said, "Mr. Minister, I don't know where you want to be. , Deputy Commander of the Strasbourg Front? Deputy Commander of the Italian Front? Or the Governor of the Algerian Front?"

Jérôme Bonaparte, nakedly, let Liuelli choose, in the form of compensation, the military commander who should have been a public weapon.

Liueli showed a surprised expression, and Jerome Bonaparte waved his hand and said, "Mr. Minister, I just think you should get out of the whirlpool of the Minister of War! You are an excellent general, an excellent general. Shouldn't be buried!"

"Deputy Commander of the Strasbourg Front!" Liueli's choice was beyond Jerome Bonaparte's expectations. He did not choose the governor of Algeria, who had the most oil and water, but instead chose the Deputy Commander of Strasbourg. .

"Thanks to the generosity of the President for giving me so many choices!" Liuelli said with a self-deprecating smile: "I'm old! I don't want to be involved in any disputes, nor do I want to do any dangerous work. It's a good job to be Deputy Commander of Strasbourg!"

"I see!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded to Liuelli.

"However, Your Excellency! I want to know who will come to take over my job!" Minister Liuelli asked Jerome Bonaparte.

Jerome Bonaparte was silent.

"I took the liberty!" Liuelli said apologetically to Jerome Bonaparte.

"I'm currently serving as Major General Reigno of the Roman Expeditionary Force!" Jerome Bonaparte said, "I'm going to let him take your place and lead the War Department."

"It turned out to be him!" Only then did Liuelli understand why Reño had just been promoted to major general as the commander of the Roman Expeditionary Force.

After a long time of trouble, it turned out that the president paved the way for him to take over his position smoothly.

Regnio's treatment made Liuelli jealous and a little gloating at the same time, and he looked forward to the performance of Renio after returning home.

The calm Minister Liueli said half-jokingly: "It seems that you are not going to dismiss me immediately, Your Excellency President!"

"That's right!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded in agreement with Liuelli's idea, "I still hope that you, Minister, can help me reorganize the War Department during the period before you leave! We will not forget you, Mr. Minister Contribution!"

Liueli pondered for a moment and then said, "I will do my best to serve His Excellency the President!"

...

After all the conversation was over, Liuelli sat on the horse for the return journey, accompanied by Jerome Bonaparte himself.

Looking at the back of Liu Elie's carriage with a long shadow and moving away, Jerome Bonaparte turned and returned to the Elysee Palace.

"Your Majesty~www.readwn.com~ Did Liueli really agree?" asked Pessini who followed Jerome Bonaparte.

"He has promised!" Jerome Bonaparte responded.

"Great!" Pessini clenched his fists excitedly and said, "I can finally give those guys a good look!"

"Persini!" exclaimed Jerome Bonaparte coldly.

"Yes!" Pesini responded quickly.

"Before you go to the last step, please be careful!" Jerome Bonaparte reminded Pessini indifferently: "Any slight negligence may take everything from us!"

"Yes!" Pessini responded solemnly.

On the other hand, Liueli on the carriage stared at Paris outside the window with blurred eyes. Paris shrouded in darkness seemed so silent and terrifying, and the conflict hidden under the undercurrent was about to begin.

"An eventful autumn!"