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Make France Great Again - Chapter 611

Published at 16th of January 2023 05:45:42 AM


Chapter 611: breeding ambition

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"Are you going to rebel?"

Jerome Bonaparte sternly reprimanded the captain who was standing in front of him with a stern face, and was about to dismiss the captain if he disagreed.

When the surrounding sailors saw this scene, they unconsciously stopped and stayed where they were.

"Your Majesty, your subordinates dare not!" The captain lowered his stance and bowed to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Don't you dare? You are so bold right now!" Jerome Bonaparte said to the captain yin and yang, "I can almost decide now, where am I going! I asked, what exactly is this ship? Who is in charge!"

"There is only one sun on this ship, and that is you, Your Majesty!" The captain complimented from the bottom of his heart.

"That's how you treat me! Are you treating your sun?" Jerome Bonaparte refuted mercilessly, then pointed to the surrounding sailors and said to the captain, "Believe it or not, I only need an order. , your captain is at the end!"

The captain summoned his courage and responded to Jerome Bonaparte: "Even if your Majesty dismisses me now, I will not allow you to go to Crimea! You are the future of the empire, and for France, I will absolutely Will not allow you to travel to Crimea!"

"You bastard!" A helpless smile appeared on Jerome Bonaparte's face, he understood that he had met "Lengtouqing": "You are not afraid that I will directly dismiss you from your position and throw you in This sea feeds the fish!"

"Your Majesty, even if you appoint anyone on the ship to be the captain, they will not allow you to go to the Crimea Peninsula!" The captain replied to Jerome Bonaparte, and then said loudly to the sailors: "After I die, you must not let His Majesty go to the Crimea Peninsula!"

After speaking, the captain put on a heroic appearance.

"You bastard!" Jerome Bonaparte repeated what he said before. He patted the captain on the shoulder and said helplessly: "You don't have to add drama to yourself! I just don't want to go!"

"Your Majesty is wise!" The captain hurriedly flattered Jerome Bonaparte: "I just said that someone like you, Your Majesty, how could you..."

"Okay! Okay!" Jerome Bonaparte waved his hand and responded to the captain: "Just in the port of Constantinople, put me down! Also, you go and take Richard. Metternich call out of the room!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" After the captain gave Jerome Bonaparte a military salute, he immediately trotted into the cabin to wake up Richard Metternich, who was lying on the bed.

After a while, Richard Metternich came to Jerome Bonaparte and sat on the steps of the deck with Jerome Bonaparte.

"Ambassador Richard, how are you feeling today?" Jerome Bonaparte asked casually with his hands drooping on his open thighs.

"Your Majesty, it is much better now!" Richard Metternich replied to Jerome Bonaparte.

Hearing this, Jerome Bonaparte carefully looked at Richard Metternich's face. Judging from his face, it was indeed the case.

Richard Metternich, who had just boarded the boat, was blushing in white, as if he was about to die, and now Richard Metternich's flushed face revealed a hint of pallor.

"After a while, the two of us will disembark!" Jerome Bonaparte replied to Richard Metternich with a sigh.

Richard Metternich was stunned for a few seconds, then asked Jerome Bonaparte with laughter: "Your Majesty, didn't you say that we are going to follow this ship to the Crimean Peninsula?"

"It's a pity!" Jerome Bonaparte shrugged and said helplessly: "My negotiation with the captain failed, and he never agreed to my request to go to the Crimean Peninsula!"

Hearing Jerome Bonaparte's words, Richard Metternich couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart.

In Richard Metternich's heart, the authority of any monarch cannot be profaned, and the captain's actions towards Jerome Bonaparte are undoubtedly slapping the authority in the face. (Richard Metternich thinks)

"What are you going to do with that offending guy?" Richard Metternich asked Jerome Bonaparte curiously.

"Deal with it?" Jerome Bonaparte's face showed a surprised expression, "Why should I deal with him?"

"He..." Richard Metternich said to Jerome Bonaparte after a moment of silence, "He offended you!"

"I don't think there's anything wrong with what he said!" Jerome Bonaparte shrugged, then put his hand on Richard Metternich's shoulder and said earnestly: "Richard, this era is no longer The era of kingship! We can't decide a person's future just because of one or two offensive words.

Since the new era, the power of the French monarch is no longer continuous, and each use of the power may consume a part of the authority.

When the authority of the monarch is exhausted, it is time for him to fall!

Of course, the same will be true in the future Austrian Empire! "

Richard Metternich pondered the words of Jerome Bonaparte, and he thought of the great revolution of 1848.

At that time, the Austrian imperial government did lose its authority in internal frictions again and again. When the disaster came, the emperor's authority could no longer restrain the subjects in the empire.

If it weren't for Prime Minister Felix Schwarzenberg, the entire Austrian Empire would be...

"Also, don't follow the will of the monarch too much!" Jerome Bonaparte whispered to Richard Metternich: "Sometimes, the behavior of the monarch is not necessarily correct! He is very likely to Bring a country to a dangerous situation!"

Richard Metternich immediately felt that there was something in Jerome Bonaparte's words.

"Your Majesty, God taught us that courtiers cannot disobey the monarch! Even if the monarch himself has done something wrong!" Richard Metternich said with a pious attitude.

"God! Come on!" Jerome Bonaparte showed a disdainful expression on his face, as if to say, "You still believe in God."

Yes!

For Richard Metternich, God was nothing more than his perfunctory words of Jerome Bonaparte.

Under the influence of Prince Metternich's pragmatism, Richard Metternich also did not believe in God.

After all, no matter how powerful God is, it is impossible to send angels to earth.

Richard Metternich even thought maliciously that if God really sent people to the earth one day, I am afraid that the Holy See would become the first organization to oppose the descending of angels.

An organization that has existed for thousands of years, and their sins are countless.

If the trouble is not good, Pius IX will also claim that the angel "came down with malice".

Although Richard Metternich does not believe in God in his heart, he still uses God as a shield.

"Your Majesty, the right of a monarch comes from God's will! As the lamb of God, I have to obey God's will!" Richard Metternich responded in a straight-forward manner.

"Why was your tithe abolished?" Jerome Bonaparte showed a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

"That's also God's will!" Richard Metternich replied bravely.

"It turns out that God guided the revolution! It seems that the Austrian Empire is the target of God's crusade!" Jerome Congda quickly caught the loophole in Richard Metternich's language.

"No! No..." Richard Metternich also realized the problem.

The abolition of the tithe in the Austrian Empire was the same as the emancipation of the serfs in 1848.

If the tithing is abolished on behalf of God's will, then their Austrian Empire has become a big villain.

"Okay! Don't talk about God's problems!" Jerome Bonaparte, who saw the topic getting more and more crooked, decisively brought the topic back to the right track, "I mean, if your monarch thinks that the French and Austrian Empires are inevitable If you are facing war, what are you going to do? Accept what he does, or stop him!"

"His Majesty Franz will not declare war on you!" Richard Metternich replied.

"What if! What if!" Jerome Bonaparte emphatically emphasized: "If you really had to face that kind of choice, what would you do?"

"I will do my best to stop His Majesty Franz!" Richard Metternich responded in a sonorous tone.

"Look! Your answer just now didn't care about the feelings of the monarch!" Jerome Bonaparte spread his hands and said to Richard Metternich.

"I..." Richard Metternich was silent for a while.

"Richard, sometimes you have to be tough!" Jerome Bonaparte said in a persuasive manner: "Just think about your Prime Minister Felix Schwarzenberg, every decision he made. , Franz agrees! Look at now, your Foreign Minister Bauer... Although I don't want to over-evaluate the Austrian Empire, your Foreign Minister is just like Franz's answer, there is no point at all The ability to think for yourself!"

Richard Metternich understood that Jerome Bonaparte was complaining about the foreign policy before the Austrian Empire.

Although the general direction of the policy is beyond the control of Bauer, Bauer also bears greater responsibility.

"Richard, my friend, you must be stunned!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Richard Metternich with a serious look.

"Your Majesty...I..." Richard Metternich opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but found that he didn't seem to know what to say.

"Actually, you are more suitable for leading the empire than Franz! You are more determined and more flexible than him!" Jerome Bonaparte said meaningfully.

After being silent for a moment, Richard Metternich denied it with not too harsh words.

not bad! At least not immediately deny it!

Seeing Richard Metternich in front of him, Jerome Bonaparte's mood instantly brightened, and now he feels like a hard-working gardener, constantly pouring words into a garden named The seeds of ambition.

"Your Majesty, Constantinople has arrived!"

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