My Italian

"Mr. Cosenz, I'm very glad to have you."

I just returned to Carlo, I didn't expect Cosenz to come over, so he was very happy about the sudden visit, because it meant that the relationship between the two could be drawn.

"Your Majesty, it's actually nothing, but it's just that after I have something to do in Rome, I can't justify it if I don't feel like visiting."

Cosenz, who was wearing a dark dress, sat on the sofa, drinking coffee and answering like a friend. He knew that this was what the young king liked to see the most.

He was right, and Carlo was very satisfied with this.

"need my help?"

"No, it's a small matter."

Afterwards, the two chatted casually, and Carlo also took the opportunity to inquire about the previous combat experience of the Red Shirts, making Cosenz recall the scene many years ago.

In short, the chat between the two was very pleasant, and Cosenz and Carlo were both very satisfied with each other.

However, the visit came and went quickly. Cosenz left after sitting for less than an hour. After Carlo sent him away, he returned to his office.

Today, things finally came to an end, and Carlo seriously recalled whether there were any mistakes in what he did, and it seemed that there were none.

As for the words of former Prime Minister De Pretis today, he seems to be helping Carlo, but we still need to see what the actual situation is. He is not a child of two or three years old. As long as others help him with a few more words, he will have a good impression. Next, he needs to observe it again, and it is not even possible to rule out the possibility that the two are playing double reeds.

Carlo doesn't know enough about political circles now, so there's no harm in being cautious.

But no matter what, it's a good thing for Carlo. As for now, of course, he just needs to wait quietly.

At this moment there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

A slender hand pushed open the door, and a slimmer Nia appeared in front of him.

"Cough, cough... What's the matter with Nia?"

I don't know why, looking at Nia who is getting more and more beautiful, Carlo feels more pressure. If he hadn't felt suppressed by a mysterious force, he would have already put this good cabbage into a bowl, and he would have let her sway around in front of him.

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother asked me to call you."

"okay, got it."

Speaking of which, Carlo couldn't help but stretch out his hand and hit Nia with a head slap.

"Your Majesty Carlo, pay attention!"

Nia felt that her hair was messed up again and couldn't help complaining.

It felt so good, and Carlo, who was overjoyed in his heart, hated Xiao Qu and left triumphantly.

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"elder brother!"

As soon as he arrived at the door, Carlo was immediately thrown beside him by two cuties, one hanging on one side of his thigh made Carlo unable to move an inch.

"Hey, you are all here!"

Isn't it the two younger sisters, Yolanda and Princess Mafalda, who are holding Carlo's thigh?

"uh-huh!"

With the sound of a cough that had not completely changed into a child's voice, Carlo saw his brother Vittorio looking like a little adult.

"What's the matter, Vittorio, is there something in your throat?"

"you……"

Carlo's words made Vittorio unable to hold on, and he waved his hand as if to drive Carlo away like a fly.

"Carlo, don't tease your brother like this, it's going to become a market as soon as you enter."

Of course, the only one who can say that about Carlo is his mother, the Empress Dowager Margherita. The Empress Dowager Margarita, who was not yet forty years old, was wearing a dark dress today, and was sitting beside her with the maid trimming her hair.

"Mother, what's the matter with calling me this time?"

"Can't I call you if I'm okay?"

"Of course you can." Carlo thought back to himself that since he was crowned king, he spent much less time meeting his younger siblings. The main reason is that I am too busy, I need to be familiar with various situations in Italy, and at the same time I have to deal with those old foxes, so I have a lot less time left. In addition, the soul comes from the later world, and there is always some gap, and the reason for not wanting to face it is also among them.

"Brother, you haven't played with us for a long time."

The two little princesses who pulled Carlo from left to right looked at him eagerly.

Looking at the two little cuties in front of him, Carlo felt that he was about to melt. He stepped forward and touched the two little princesses.

"It's my brother's fault for not being able to meet Yolanda and Mafalda."

Hearing Carlo's words, the two little princesses put on a look like you know, which made Carlo laugh out loud.

While the two sisters were having fun for a while, they did not forget to quarrel with Vittorio, who was acting cool beside him.

Such a scene comforted the mother beside him a lot, and at the same time he was worried that Carlo had to start infighting with those politicians at a young age. But although she was a little worried, Margarita, who was born in the royal family, knew that this was an inevitable result. If you want to wear a crown, you must bear the weight, not just talk. So she can only give her son some ways to relieve stress elsewhere.

Don't think she doesn't know the current situation in Rome. The Prime Minister's previous actions also made her very angry, but it has always been difficult for women to perform well in European political circles, and she is not a strong political woman. Not very concerned.

But fortunately, her son's performance satisfied her, and she didn't act too radically in any situation.

When Carlo was with his family, Cairoli, who returned to the Prime Minister's Office, was also thinking about today's events. What does this **** want to do, Depretis, to do such a thing in public, does he still want to jump out?

He clearly remembered the words that the former prime minister said in front of the young monarch. Although in the eyes of politicians, face can be worth a few dollars, and it can also be sold by jins. But it also depends on the time, how long after the two announced their reconciliation, the ex couldn't help but jump out again.

Cairoli has never considered whether this is an unintentional move. The reason is very simple. Everyone is a big shot in the political circle and will not make such a low-level mistake, and even if it is really unintentional in public, he will must be taken seriously.

For this reason, he had already had some preliminary ideas on the way back, and it was time to sort it out.

Thinking of this, Prime Minister Cairoli looked gloomy and couldn't hold back a sentence. "When the time comes, let's see what you **** wants to do."

"I don't do anything, I just want to express my different views from the Prime Minister."

Depretis, who also returned home, was talking with the guests who came.

But seeing that this somewhat fat waited for the visitor, DePretis couldn't help but sneer. "I said, Mr. Fimilet, I didn't expect your nose to be so effective."

Facing the ridicule of Depretis, Fimilet, who was a businessman, was not angry at all~www.NovelMTL.com~ Although he is the gold master, the gold masters are also divided into three, six and nine grades, among which he can give funds and Those with great help in other aspects are considered as the first-class big benefactors, followed by funds and those with a small amount of help are considered as second-class, and can only be given funds at the end of the calculation.

It's unfortunate that Femilet can only be ranked at the bottom in DePretis' eyes.

Of course, if it were another official, Fimilet would be a first-class big moneymaker. It's just that Depretis' level is too high, so Fimilet can only be regarded as a pure cash machine in his eyes.

However, Fimilet was not dissatisfied with this.

Wanting to be an ATM for a political boss is also not easy. You can do it if you have money. You have to look at it. I haven't seen that in Rome, there are people who can't find a lot of money with money.

"I just happened to be in Rome, just to be concerned about it."

Seeing the face of Fimilet, who was always smiling, Depretis, who knew what he was thinking, gave him a reassurance. "You can rest assured that there will be no new battles that will affect your business."

Fimilet, who got the exact answer, nodded and left. He trusts the words of this political boss very much, but of course he doesn't, and he has no ability or ability to change his mind.

And in the follow-up, as the former prime minister said, apart from expressing dissatisfaction in Marino, there was no other action. This made His Excellency the Prime Minister who was planning to fight back in the dark, disappointed, and at the same time disappointed many people who were planning to eat melons and watch the show, as if Depretis really did it unintentionally. But what is wrong with this, only the parties know.

In such a strange environment, the time has come to 1881, a new year has begun, and new hope has also come.

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