Make France Great Again

Thinking of this, Richard Metternich frowned subconsciously. He knew that he had to report the news to Jerome Bonaparte.

If the Kingdom of Sardinia really dared to do this, Richard Metternich was sure that Emperor Jerome Bonaparte would tear them apart without the Austrian Empire taking action.

So, Richard Metternich handed the telegram back to the military attache of the embassy, ​​and at the same time told the military attache of the embassy, ​​"I must go to the Palace of Duinlery immediately, you should send a telegram to Vienna first, and let our army Don't act rashly!"

"Ambassador Richard, it has been less than 12 hours since we officially started the war with the Kingdom of Sardinia. Isn't it a bit bad to ask for a truce now!" the military attache of the embassy carefully suggested to Richard Metternich .

"Nothing bad!" Richard Metternich shook his head and replied to the military attache of the embassy, ​​"You can say in the telegram that the French Empire is not completely on our side when it comes to our war with Sardinia. On the other side, rashly starting a war may not have a good impact!

And just now I was meeting with the Emperor Jerome Bonaparte of the French Empire. The Emperor of France is still planning to lend us another 600 million francs of low-interest loans! "

The embassy military attache's eyes lit up when he heard the 600 million francs low-interest loan, and the opposing remarks that had been brewing in his mind disappeared instantly without a trace under the silver bullet attack of 600 million francs.

No one in this world can refuse money. If someone can refuse, it can only prove that there is not enough money.

Just like the current embassy military attache, tens of millions of francs may not be in his eyes, but hundreds of millions of francs are enough to make him bow down.

Any principles, military spirit, and no money as support are nothing but castles in the air. Today's Austrian Empire just needs a lot of investment.

"I'll report right away!" the embassy military attache replied to Ambassador Richard Metternich without any hesitation.

"That's right! You don't need to tell (Franz Joseph) His Majesty the Emperor about the amount of the loan, just tell him that His Majesty Jerome Bonaparte is planning to make a large-scale investment in Austria."

"Understood!" The embassy military attache hurriedly bowed to Richard Metternich, and then watched Richard Metternich leave the embassy.

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Richard Metternich, who left the embassy again, quickly waved at the embassy, ​​and soon, a carriage stopped in front of Richard Metternich.

"Mr. Ambassador, may I ask where you want to go!" The coachman said to Richard Metternich in front of him respectfully.

"Please send me near the garden of the Duinleury Palace, thank you!" Richard Metternich slipped into the carriage, and then responded to the coachman.

"Okay!" The carriage driver moved quickly.

The carriage galloped all the way along the banks of the Seine, then crossed the cross bridge on the Ile de Paris in the middle of the lake, arrived near the Champs-Elysées, and finally arrived at the periphery of the garden of the Duinleury Palace.

"Mr. Ambassador, the garden of the Palace of Du Inlery has arrived!" the coachman shouted into the carriage.

Richard Metternich, who was sitting in the carriage and propped his head up with his hands, replied flatly, "I see!"

Immediately afterwards, Richard Metternich got out of the carriage slowly, and then took out a silver coin and handed it to the carriage driver.

Just when the coachman was about to give change, Richard Metternich turned and left, and said to the coachman who was counting the same copper coins with his head down, "You don't need to give change for the remaining money!"

The coachman stopped what he was doing, and looked at Richard Metternich who was fading away in the distance, and muttered in a low voice, "I really hope I can make more orders!"

After speaking, the coachman smiled to himself, and then rode away.

On the other hand, Richard Metternich, who was heading straight from the garden of the Duinlery Palace, soon arrived at the gate guarded by two soldiers. Behind the iron gate was the Duinlery Palace.

After seeing Richard Metternich, the two soldiers hurriedly saluted Richard Metternich, "Ambassador Richard!"

Richard Metternich also smiled and nodded to the two soldiers, then pointed to the Duinleury Palace behind the two soldiers and said, "Can you please open the door and let me in!"

"Of course, please come in!" The two soldiers said to Richard Metternich in unison, and then opened the iron gate and staggered their bodies to let Richard Metternich enter.

Richard Metternich walked along the cobblestone-paved road, and soon arrived at the steps of the main entrance of the Duinleury Palace.

Afterwards, Richard Metternich slowly stepped up the steps leading to the hall of the Duinlery Palace and entered the hall of the Duinlery Palace. He saw Basilio wandering back in the hall.

And Basilio, who was standing in the hall, also saw Richard Metternich who entered the hall at this moment, his eyes showed a touch of surprise and puzzlement.

Holding on, Basilio slowly asked Richard Metternich what he was doing.

Richard Metternich hurried up to Basilio and told him that he had received a letter from Vienna, so he wanted to talk to Jerome Bonaparte.

Bashilio glanced at Richard Metternich with deep eyes, and then responded, "Please come with me!"

Led by Basilio, Richard Metternich was brought to the door of Jerome Bonaparte's study.

Basilio knocked lightly on the door, and soon Jerome Bonaparte's slightly impatient voice came from the room, "Who?"

"Your Majesty, I am Bashilio!" Bashilio hurriedly said to Jerome Bonaparte.

Then, Jerome Bonaparte's voice came again from the room, "Is there something wrong?"

"Mr. Richard Metternich wants to have a conversation with you!" Basilio said slowly to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Richard Metternich?" Jerome Bonaparte slowly put down his pen, and he couldn't help but suspect that his life had gone back in time. He had just met Richard Metternich. Nirvana talked!

After thinking carefully for a moment, Jerome Bonaparte was sure that Richard Metternich had already been summoned by him.

Then why would he come back? Could it be that something new happened?

With such confusion, Jerome Bonaparte raised his voice and responded to Basilio, "Let him in!"

"Yes!" Basilio responded quickly, then turned his head and said to Richard Metternich, "Ambassador Metternich, please come in!"

"Thank you!" Richard Metternich whispered, and then pushed the door open.

When the door of the study was closed again, Jerome Bonaparte stretched out his hand to invite Richard Metternich to sit down, then stood and said to Richard Metternich in a slightly joking tone, "Richard Metternich Mr. Chad, less than an hour has passed since the last time we met!

Unexpectedly, we will meet again so soon! "

"Your Majesty, I have just received a telegram from the Austrian Empire!" Richard Metternich replied to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Oh? What kind of telegram?" Jerome Bonaparte looked at Richard Metternich curiously.

Richard Metternich told Jerome Bonaparte the content of the telegram, and Jerome Bonaparte's expression changed subtly after hearing it.

After a while, Jerome Bonaparte spoke again, this time he put away his previous casual attitude, and turned to Ambassador Richard Metternich with a serious sting, "Richard Metternich Nie, do you think that Cavour might be deceiving me on this question?"

After thinking for a while, Richard Metternich put forward his thoughts to Jerome Bonaparte, "Your Majesty, I don't think Cavour could have lied to us on this issue. He should know how to deceive the French Empire." cost."

"Since there is no problem with Cavour, you mean that there is a problem with the telegram of your Austrian Empire!

"Jerome Bonaparte asked again.

"Your Majesty, our telegram is also fine!" Richard Metternich added.

"Since you said that neither of them is a problem, then whose problem should it be!" Jerome Bonaparte asked Richard Metternich again.

"Your Majesty, I guess it is very likely that something went wrong between Cavour and Victor Inmanuel II, so it became like this!" Richard Metternich said to Gero M. Bonaparte said something.

"It shouldn't be! Cavour is highly valued by Victor Inmanuel II, otherwise, he would not have come over to negotiate with me in person!" Jerome Bonaparte once again said to Richard De Metternich said something.

"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Sardinia is no longer Cavour, but Lamarmore! Cavour now only has the position of Minister of Foreign Affairs!" Richard Metternich reminded.

"You mean that the Kingdom of Sardinia doesn't trust Cavour anymore!" Jerome Bonaparte asked again.

"I don't know about this!" Richard Metternich shrugged his shoulders ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and reminded him earnestly, "Your Majesty, I suggest that you call Cavour as soon as possible.

If Cavour cannot control the situation in Sardinia, then no matter how much he promises, it is just empty talk! "

Richard Metternich's kind reminder was like a sharp knife in Jerome Bonaparte's ear, he took a light breath, and calmly said to Cavour, "Don't worry! I'll check with Cavour!

However, have you relayed back by telegram what I have told you before. "

"Your Majesty, I have relayed everything you said to Vienna by telegram. I believe Vienna will agree if it doesn't happen!" Richard Metternich responded to Jerome Bonaparte.

"That's good!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded in satisfaction, and then said to Richard Metternich, "Thank you for making a special trip!"

"No hard work! No hard work!" Richard Metternich replied with a smile to Jerome Bonaparte.