Make France Great Again

The cooperation between President Jérôme Bonaparte and the giants of the Party of Order went very smoothly. The two sides had a cordial and friendly conversation, a frank conversation [the President can't wait to strangle the Party of Order], and a full exchange of opinions [The President and the Party of Order cannot defeat the Party of Order]. The Party of Order can only do a little trick], the results of the talks are meaningful [the president has successfully promoted his favorite general to become a dark son].

After the meeting, Fleury brought in the champagne that had been prepared, and the President and the party of Order giants and military leaders raised the glasses.

"Cheers to our future cooperation and better cooperation!" Jerome Bonaparte raised his glass and said a toast.

Several cups collided with each other and made a "crackling" sound, I don't know if it was a sign of the future.

However, at present, the opposition parties of the National Assembly, the President and the Party of Order can only tolerate each other and become a "fake couple" who have different dreams in the same bed.

The two sides hid their bayonets and pistols under the quilt, waiting for the day after dawn to decide between life and death.

Odilon Barrow and others left, and Jerome Bonaparte returned to the dinner.

As soon as he returned to the dinner, Jerome Bonaparte was surrounded by the guests of the dinner again. People toasted the Prince-President and said some compliments.

The banquet continued until 12:00 in the middle of the night, and the guests invited to the Elysee Palace left one after another.

After a tiring day, Jerome Bonaparte entered the retro Empire-style bedroom he personally arranged with the help of Fleury.

Jerome Bonaparte, who was half-drunk and half-awake, barely opened his eyes, and Fleury said dizzily, "Fleury... 11 o'clock tomorrow... Call me on time!"

"But Your Highness, tomorrow is your first day as president, should we..." Fleury hesitated for a moment, then tentatively responded.

"President?" Jerome Bonaparte struggled to get up from the bed, pointed to himself and said in a low voice, "Now, as a president, I have nothing but the halo of my uncle!"

Having said that, Jerome Bonaparte gestured: "We must be more careful, take power from their hands step by step, and then..." Jerome Bonaparte made a gesture of raising his hand and dropping the knife. Said viciously: "Send them to hell!"

"Your Highness, we will definitely win!" Fleury responded without hesitation.

"Yes! I believe it too!" Jerome Bonaparte lay on the bed again.

The next second, Jerome Bonaparte's snoring could be heard in Fleury's ears. He carefully took off Jerome Bonaparte's boots and placed Jerome Bonaparte's legs on his feet. On the bed, he covered Jerome Bonaparte with a silk velvet back, and carefully closed the door and left.

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The scorching sun at noon shone on Jerome Bonaparte's face through the golden curtain inlaid with the double-headed eagle pattern. Jerome Bonaparte, who had a splitting headache due to drinking too much, stretched out his right hand to block the sun.

But the time left for Jerome Bonaparte to sleep was not very long.

After about 10 minutes, there was a knock on the door, and Jerome Bonaparte had to forcefully open his eyes and asked, "Who is outside?"

"His Royal Highness, Prime Minister Barrow is already waiting for you in the study!" Fleury, who knew that he had disturbed the rest of the Prince's President, responded with sincerity: "And Count Fallou!"

"Okay! I get it!" Jerome Bonaparte complained in a low voice, "Really, can I die if I come later?"

Jerome Bonaparte, who was complaining, still had to get up with a headache. Fleury, who heard the movement in the room, hurriedly called several maids, who followed Fleury into the bedroom.

Jerome Bonaparte, in the haze, was dressing and grooming under the service of the maids.

Jerome Bonaparte, who squinted for a while, cheered up and came to the door of the study. Fleury opened the door of the study for Jerome Bonaparte, and the figures of Barrot and the Count of Fallou appeared.

"Mr. President, good noon!" Odilon Barrow's face showed a hint of displeasure from Jerome Bonaparte, who had not arrived yet. Thiers was right. Prince Bonaparte was a worthy man. responsible guy.

"Mr. President!" Count Fallou smiled and nodded to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Mr. Prime Minister, Mr. Fallou, how are you!" Jerome Bonaparte was not at all embarrassed to be late. He entered the room and shook hands with Barrow and Fallou one by one.

"Mr. Prime Minister, this is our Minister of Public Education!" Jerome Bonaparte, who knew what to ask, set his sights on Barrow Road.

"That's right!" Odilon Barrow responded.

"Minister Fallou, I hope you can benefit more people in the field of public education! The field of education is the lifeblood of France!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Count Fallou in a slightly exaggerated tone.

"Since Mr. President and Mr. Prime Minister have entrusted me with the work in the field of education~www.readwn.com~, then I will do my best to complete it!" Count Fallou answered in a straight-forward manner, his tone was low and slow, as if A preacher preaching: "I have a proposal to hand over to..."

Before Count Fallou could finish speaking, Jerome Bonaparte interrupted Count Fallou's next speech: "At this time, let's not talk about such a heavy topic! Mr. Barrow, Prime Minister, do you think I What's your proposal?"

Odilon Barrow, who was unwilling to make trouble before the cabinet was formed, agreed with Jerome Bonaparte's suggestion, and Count Fallou, who was a little unwilling, had to shelve his proposal for the time being.

Since today is the first day of the presidency and the cabinet has not yet been formed, Jerome Bonaparte has nothing to approve.

Odion Barro and Fallou, who were chatting for a while, left together, leaving Jerome Bonaparte alone in the study, sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, flipping through the books he had taken from the bookshelf opposite the walnut desk.

It was not until evening that Jerome Bonaparte left the study and went to the dining room for dinner.

For the next ten days, Jérôme Bonaparte's daily routine was always to get up at 10:00 in the morning, and after meeting with Odilon Barrow at 2:00 in the afternoon, he returned to his study to read a book by himself.

Originally, Odilon Barrow, who was bored and a little nervous about Jérôme Bonaparte's interference in the cabinet, was completely relieved.

On January 6, 1849, after half a month of forming a cabinet, with the inauguration of the Minister of Justice Eugène Rouet and the Minister of Public Works Morniy, the Prime Minister of the Second French Republic, Odilon Barrot Finally, his cabinet was formed.