Make France Great Again

It took less than 10 minutes for the galloping carriage to reach their destination, the mansion of Baron Achille Fuld. In front of this luxurious mansion, Jerome Bonaparte once again felt The allure of money.

The mansion surrounded by iron fences on both sides covers an area of ​​about 10 times the size of the Rhine Hotel where Jerome Bonaparte lived. Perhaps it is the protection of gods (or money?). In February and June The two proletarian revolutions did not cause any damage to the mansion. On the contrary, the civilian buildings on both sides of the mansion were smashed to pieces by some revolution.

"Tsk tsk tsk! It seems that the cannonballs of capitalism will also go around the rich!" Jerome Bonaparte could not help but blurt out with a bad taste.

Mathilde, who was beside Jerome Bonaparte, didn't speak, and pinched her slender fingers hard at Jerome Bonaparte's mouth to make her younger brother grow longer. memory.

"Hush!"

It was not until Jerome Bonaparte rolled his eyes with a painful expression that Mathilde stopped her rude actions.

The two came to the entrance of the mansion, and the two guards at the entrance blocked the way of Jerome Bonaparte and Mathilde.

"Beautiful lady, please show your invitation!" The guard politely said to Mathilde, his eyes kept on Jerome Bonaparte, as if he had seen a ghost.

Jerome Bonaparte could only show a kind smile and nodded at the guard, Mathilde handed the invitation to the guard and said to the guard: "This is my brother Jerome, because he only arrived today, so I temporarily He pulled over!"

After the guard looked at Mathilde's invitation, he quickly realized that the person in front of him who was somewhat similar to the emperor should be Jerome Bonaparte, the son of Prince Jerome and one of the hottest candidates for French President.

How could they possibly stop such a Parisian upstart.

The guard respectfully handed the invitation back to Mathilde and made way.

Jerome Bonaparte and Mathilde walked through the garden in front of the mansion to the steps of the mansion.

At this moment, Asil Fuld, the organizer of the party, is standing on the steps of the mansion, waiting for the arrival of the distinguished guests.

Due to the lack of light at night, Ahir Fuld didn't see that the visitor was Princess Mathilde, so he didn't care.

It was not until Mathilde and Jerome Bonaparte gradually walked up the steps that Ariel Fuld could clearly see that it was Jerome Bonaparte beside Mathilde and Mathilde Immediately after that, she was shocked.

In France, where the hierarchy still retains remnants, Achille Fuld's behavior can be said to be a "humiliation" to the Bonaparte family, especially when Mathilde is beside Jerome Powell. Nabas.

Ariel Fuld quickly ran to Jerome Bonaparte and Princess Mathilde, bowed, and said respectfully, "The prince and the princess are really disrespectful!"

"Yeah!" Princess Mathilde raised her head arrogantly like a peacock with a defiant expression, as if she was expressing her dissatisfaction with her hands.

Ahir Fuld also knew that he was unhappy because he neglected the princess, so he could only wait with his arms folded in embarrassment.

"Sister!" Jerome Bonaparte squeezed Mathilde's palm lightly, then stretched out his hand and smiled and said to Achille Fuld: "Mr. Baron Fuld, thank you very much for being able to Invite us to this banquet!"

Achille Fuld instantly took Jerome Bonaparte's hand and said enthusiastically to Jerome Bonaparte: "His Excellency, thank you for coming to my banquet! From you, I feel as if Seeing the emperor reborn in the world, this country can only come out of the chaotic dawn by relying on the emperor!"

Jerome Bonaparte couldn't adapt to Ariel Fuld's excessive enthusiasm for a while, and he could only follow Arhill Fuld's words and said: "Thank God! At the time of the throne, France can still have people like you who are nostalgic and loyal to the empire! However, the times are progressing! We cannot keep our eyes on the empire. There are still many elites like you in this republic. It can also bring the country back to normal, but I believe your loyalty will be rewarded!"

Jerome Bonaparte responded in a perfunctory manner to Achille Fuld in an official manner. At this stage, he could not always talk about the restoration of the empire, and he had to wear the coat of a republic.

"Your Majesty, look at the current republic, it's a mess, a bunch of messy guys gathered together to discuss a pointless topic! They're just ruining this beautiful France!" Arsheer Fuld was indignant To Jérôme Bonaparte ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The Republic is always progressing! A nascent republic, we should give it some tolerance! "Jérôme Bonaparte continued to answer in official words.

"I still think that the empire should be re-established to end this chaotic situation!" Ariel Fuld heard Jerome Bonaparte's alienation. He did not believe that the prince did not have the ambition to restore the empire. It was because he had only met him for the first time, and he believed that as long as he showed his kindness persistently, the prince would definitely accept him.

Mathilde, who was standing aside, suddenly said, "Baron Fuld, I think the party is about to start!"

Arhir Fuld looked at his pocket watch, and sure enough, there were less than 5 minutes left until 11:00 when the party started.

"Quick! Please come in! Please come in!"

Under the leadership of Achille Fuld, Jerome Bonaparte and Mathilde entered the splendid living room together.

"Gentlemen! Ladies! Please let me solemnly introduce today's guests, Prince Jerome Bonaparte and Princess Mathilde!" Ariel Fuld introduced to everyone present.

Everyone's eyes turned to Jerome Bonaparte and Princess Mathilde.

Although Jerome Bonaparte, who was wearing the same black corset as his uncle, was out of tune with the whole banquet outfit, he still noticed that he instantly became the focus of everyone. People associate the image of Emperor Napoleon in their minds with Jerome. After comparing the images of Bonaparte, the appearances of the two actually overlapped.

During the banquet, several generals who had served under Emperor Napoleon could not help but shout softly, "Your Majesty!"