Make France Great Again

The three of Jérôme Bonaparte chatted freely in the study for a long time, until the sunset shot straight into the study through the glass window, and their conversation came to an end.

"Okay! It's getting late! I should go too!" Jerome Bonaparte, sitting on the sofa, looked at the orange-red sunset outside the glass window diagonally opposite, he got up and stretched his body and said to Minister Wayan .

Minister Wayan and Chief of the General Staff Niel who were sitting on the side also stood up, and Minister Wayan immediately said: "Your Majesty, why don't you and Niel stay here for dinner before leaving? !"

"No need!" Jerome Bonaparte raised his hand to reject Wayan's retention, "Augusta and Frederick are still waiting for me to go back to dinner!"

Minister Wayan had no choice but to give up after hearing the reasons for Jerome Bonaparte's refusal.

At the same time politely send blessings to Augusta and Frederick Bonaparte.

Immediately afterwards, under the personal farewell of Minister Wayan, Jerome Bonaparte and Niel left the mansion of Minister Wayan in the carriage they had come in.

The carriage galloped all the way towards the center of Paris, and Jerome Bonaparte, who was sitting in the carriage, took the opportunity to chat with Nieril about the wife of Minister Wayan, Allende.

"Why did you say that a person like Minister Wayan would marry someone twenty years younger than him as his wife? Can he bear it?" Jerome Bonaparte asked curiously. Niel Road.

"Your Majesty, I don't know either!" Niel shook his head dully and responded to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Hey!" Seeing that Nier was talking to death in one sentence, Dejerome Bonaparte sighed and said to Nier to himself: "Nier, I think you are still the best at gossip. It needs to be strengthened!"

"Your Majesty, I am a soldier!" Nierre responded to Jerome Bonaparte in a sonorous tone.

"Forget it! I know! You're a soldier!" Jerome Bonaparte said casually. He suddenly felt that talking about non-military things with a person like Niel was really an act of no fun.

In this way, Jerome Bonaparte and Nierre were silent for a long time.

After the carriage stopped at Nierre's mansion in Paris, Nierre spoke again to Jerome Bonaparte: "Your Majesty, I'm here!"

"Yes!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded, then watched Niel enter the gate of the mansion.

Immediately afterwards, the carriage continued westward along the banks of the Seine, and soon reached the Champs-Elysees.

Afterwards, the carriage continued along the Champs-Elysées, at the westernmost end of the Champs-Elysees, turned the horse's head to the north and entered the Tuinlely Palace garden, and then passed through the garden to the Tuinlely Palace.

Jerome Bonaparte, who got off the carriage, went up the steps leading to the hall of the Tuinlely Palace, and soon came to the hall.

At this time, Basilio, the head of the Tuinleli Palace, was walking towards the hall of the Tuinleli Palace from the depths of the Tuinleli Palace. When he saw Jerome Bonaparte in the hall, He hurriedly trotted to Jerome Bonaparte and said obediently, "Your Majesty, you are back!"

"Yes!" Jerome Bonaparte turned around with a sullen expression, and then asked Basilio, "Did anyone come to look for me while I was away?"

"Your Majesty, the Faroje envoy arrived at the Tuinleli Palace at around 2 pm!" Basilio immediately responded to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Well?" Jerome Bonaparte showed a surprised expression on his face, and then scolded Basilio with a stern face, "Basilio, what did you do! Why didn't you inform me of such an important matter? ? Do you still want to do it, the general manager?"

Basilio hurriedly told Jerome Bonaparte that the reason why he did not inform Jerome Bonaparte was entirely because of Her Majesty's order.

"Empress?" Jerome Bonaparte asked with a frown after being stunned for a while, "Why did the queen do this?"

"Your Majesty said that the arrival of the Farohe envoy to the Tuin Leli Palace is not a big deal. There is no need to disturb you who have finally rested." Basilio replied.

"So the Queen asked you to drive Farroch away?" Jerome Bonaparte then asked.

"No! Her Majesty the Queen personally received Faroch!" Basilio replied to Jerome Bonaparte.

"I see!" Jerome Bonaparte couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his chest, "Where is the Queen now?"

"Her Majesty the Queen is now in the Crown Prince's room!" Basilio responded to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Okay! I see! Go and do your thing!" Jerome Bonaparte waved his hand and ordered Basilio to leave, then went to the bedroom where the Crown Prince Frederick Bonaparte was.

Jerome Bonaparte, who was standing at the door of the bedroom, knocked gently on the door. After a while, Augusta's voice came from the other side of the room: "Who?"

"Augusta is me!" Jerome Bonaparte responded to Augusta.

"The door is unlocked, come in!" Queen Augusta responded to Jerome Bonaparte.

Jerome Bonaparte pushed the door and entered. When he entered the bedroom, he saw Frederick and Augusta crawling around in the room. He hurriedly walked to Frederick Bonaparte, Holding Frederick Bonaparte in his arms, he said to Frederick Bonaparte affectionately: "My dear! Call me papa!"

"Dad...Dad!" Friedrich Bonaparte responded to Jerome Bonaparte in French with a hint of German.

Although Friedrich Bonaparte's French is not a standard Parisian accent (in fact, including Jerome Bonaparte, Augusta, Mathilde Bonaparte, old Monfort are not pure Parisian), but that was enough to make Jerome Bonaparte feel comfortable.

Why did he work so hard to implement military reforms in the country, not so that Frederick Bonaparte could live comfortably.

Otherwise, he would not have risked a backlash from conservatives in the army and carried out drastic reforms.

"When did Friedrich learn to speak?" Jerome Bonaparte turned his head to Augusta and asked.

"Half a month ago!" Queen Augusta said angrily to Jerome Bonaparte: "I think you don't care at all, our son!"

"I care! Why don't I care!" Jerome Bonaparte responded to Queen Augusta with a smile: "I'm not busy!

And why am I so busy, not so that Frederick can inherit a huge empire a hundred years after me.

Let him no longer be like me, so tired! "

"Humph!" Augusta snorted softly, "I think you are doing it for yourself!"

"My fault! Frederick, Dad was wrong. Dad will definitely spend more time with you in the future!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Frederick Bonaparte in a soft tone.

"It's almost the same!" Queen Augusta's expression was obviously softer than before, and then she asked Jerome Bonaparte: "By the way, Friedrich's teacher candidate, have you considered it? "

"What teacher?" Jerome Bonaparte asked Augusta with a bewildered expression.

"What kind of teacher can I be, a teacher of enlightenment! Frederick is almost two years old, and it is time to start studying!" Queen Augusta responded to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Uh..." Jerome Bonaparte's expression was a little embarrassed. He didn't understand whether a child who was only 3 years old was going to enter a career of introversion so early. Is this a little too fast?

Jerome Bonaparte still remembered that in his previous life, when he was in a small class, he was at least 4-5 years old.

"Isn't it too early!

' Jerome Bonaparte cautiously asked Queen Augusta.

"Early? Is it early?" Queen Augusta asked back, and then answered herself, "Why do I feel like it's just right now!"

"I think we should still give Frederick a relatively happy childhood!" Jerome Bonaparte suggested to Queen Augusta again.

"Happy now, what about the future?" Queen Augusta asked Jerome Bonaparte plausibly.

"Isn't there still us in the future?" Jerome Bonaparte approached Queen Augusta and said to Queen Augusta.

"We will get to that time sooner or later, what should Frederick do?" Queen Augusta's expression was dark, and her tone was slightly lost.

"By that time, he will have grown up! He can be on his own!" Jerome Bonaparte replied softly to Queen Augusta, "We don't have to be in a hurry at all. Hope to go to extremes in the future!"

"But..." Queen Augusta hesitated.

"And Frederick's first lesson was not in this Tuinleli Palace, but in the vast countryside of France, in the streets!

Only by leaning down to observe the various states of the world can we truly be a qualified monarch! "Jérôme Bonaparte persuaded Queen Augusta bitterly.

"Humph! Frederick won't be like you. He wants to become a majestic monarch!" Queen Augusta pouted and said to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Majesty is indeed necessary to be a good monarch, but in this day and age, monarchs must learn to lean down and listen!

Even if this kind of listening is just pretending! Jerome Bonaparte replied to Augusta: "This era is different from all previous eras, and all monarchs must conform to the development of the times!"

Especially like our French monarchs, we must learn to listen to the voice and then work out an appropriate plan.

Otherwise, the inhabitants of Paris will revolt with practical actions.

So Frederick's class should not be in the Tuinle Ri Palace, but in the countryside, in the streets!

And the teachers who can serve as his first lesson should be the farmers who live in the fields and the street vendors! "

"Is it really okay to let farmers be teachers?"

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