Make France Great Again

With the first ray of morning light on the head of Jerome Bonaparte's bed the next day, Jerome Bonaparte, who had struggled to finish washing up, ordered Letty to go to Piazza Venezia to inform Lucien of his place of residence. louis.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Letty, who had been waiting for more than an hour, finally saw Lucien Louis, who came in a hurry.

"His Royal Highness, hello!" Captain Letty saluted Lucien Louis in front of him, and would give due respect to Letty, every member of the Bonaparte family.

At the moment when Letty bowed and saluted, he did not observe Lucien Louis' twisted expression and erratic eyes.

"Mr. Letty, hello!" Lucien Louis also said hello to Letty.

"This is the Prince's address. If there is any progress, you can find the Prince at this address!" Letty handed a note to Lucien Louis.

"Okay! I get it!" Lucien Louis nodded slightly.

Afterwards, Letty handed another bill that could be exchanged for 150,000 francs to Lucien Louis and said, "This is given to you by the Prince! It is essential to manage the clergy around the Pope! You can do it in Rome. The bank will exchange the corresponding gold coins!"

Notes from the Rothschilds' banks were synonymous with credibility throughout Europe.

After taking the bill, Lucian glanced at the amount of the bill in his hand and was shocked. He quickly shied away and said, "I can't accept such a sum of money!"

"The prince said it! If it's not enough, we can continue to add more!" Captain Letty ignored Lucien Louis' refusal, and did not accept the bill that Lucien Louis handed over.

Seeing that he could not escape, Lucien Louis could only accept Letty's bill, and assured Letty that he would arrange for his uncle to meet His Majesty the Pope as soon as possible.

"I'll trouble you then! His Royal Highness will be waiting for your news at the hotel!" Letty saluted Lucien Louis again and turned to leave.

Lucien Louis watched Letty disappear into the crowd.

"He's my cousin's squire?" A voice came from behind Lucien Louis.

"Father!" Lucien Louis turned to look at Charles Bonaparte behind him.

When Lucien-Louis met Letty, Charles Bonaparte had been secretly observing Letty, and he did not show up until Letty left.

Lucien Louis handed the bill that Letty gave him to Charles Bonaparte.

Charles Bonaparte, who took the bill, glanced at the amount on the bill and said with emotion, "My cousin really looks like the emperor back then!"

"You mean his courage?" Lucien Louis asked.

"No, I mean the ability to spend money!" Charles Bonaparte ridiculed: "He is just like the emperor back then, he is very generous and doesn't know how to be frugal!"

"Then what about this bill?" Lucien Louis said to Charles Bonaparte with the direct bill.

"Humph!" Charles Bonaparte snorted coldly and said, "Just think it's my cousin's compensation for us!"

"Father..." Lucien Louis reminded Charles Bonaparte, "How should we contact the Pope!"

"Just leave this to me!" Charles Bonaparte took over Lucien's work: "You just need to make the final report to your uncle!"

"But..." Lucien Louis wanted to say something.

"Don't worry! I have been in Rome for more than 20 years, and I still have some connections!" Charles Bonaparte said confidently.

Only then did Lucien Louis realize that his father had been in Rome for more than 20 years, and his connections were much stronger than his own.

Even when he was baptized, he was invited by his father to Bishop Murezal.

"I'll trouble you then! Father!" Lucien Louis said to Charles Bonaparte.

"Alas!" Charles Bonaparte sighed: "This may be the mission given to us by the blood of Bonaparte! Since it is God's will, then I have to obey!"

Having said that, Charles Bonaparte asked Lucien Louis to go home first and open the passage to the Pope by himself.

Charles Bonaparte, who watched Lucien Louis return to the Palace of Bonaparte, put down a carriage.

Charles Bonaparte, who was sitting in the carriage, quickly came to the outskirts of Cancelleria.

[The Chinese translation is the Palace of the Academy, the Pope's government agency in the secular world, where the first and last Prime Minister Pellegrino Rossi was born. 】

At this time, the perimeter of the Palace of the Academy was full of people, and people waved back and forth holding banners that read "Democracy, Freedom" in black ink.

"Sir, I can only send you here!" said the coachman to Charles Bonaparte.

Charles Bonaparte thanked the coachman and left the coach.

Charles Bonaparte, who saw with his own eyes that the main entrance of the Palace of the Academy was blocked, did not choose to enter through the main entrance. He bypassed the crowd and came to the side entrance of the palace.

Two guards stopped him.

Charles Bonaparte slightly tidied up his clothes and said with a stern face: "I'm Charles Bonaparte, Prince of Conor~www.readwn.com~ Bishop Muzarelli invited me to the palace for a chat!"

[Carl Emmanuel Muzarelli: April 19, 1797-1856, Italian clergyman, appointed by Pope Pius IX in 1846 as a member of the High Council, responsible for public education and the issuance of Papal State publishing licenses certificate. 】

The two guards didn't dare to show any slights, and hurried out of the way.

Charles Bonaparte was able to enter the palace.

Charles Bonaparte, who entered the palace, quickly came to Bishop Muzarelli's office based on his own memory. He knocked on the door of Bishop Muzarelli's office.

"Come in!" Bishop Muzarelli's aged voice came from the door.

Charles Bonaparte pushed in the door.

Bishop Muzarelli, who was wearing a white priest's robe, looked at Charles Bonaparte in surprise.

Charles Bonaparte took the lead: "Dear Bishop, please allow me to take the liberty of disturbing you! I am now discussing a very important matter with you!"

Bishop Muzarelli put down the book in his hand and looked at Charles Bonaparte and said, "My friend, I am honored to listen!"

"His Excellency, what do you think of Rome now?" Charles Bonaparte asked Bishop Muzarelli.

"Under His Majesty's guidance, pious Rome..." Bishop Muzarelli used formulaic language again.

"Your Excellency, the guys gathered outside the palace are not like pious people!" Charles Bonaparte immediately pierced the formulaic "lies" of Bishop Muzarelli.

"They are just lambs that have lost their way, and they will find their way back in time!" Bishop Muzarelli continued nonsense.

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