Chapter 622: Ottoman Empire in action
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"Marshal, now the French army seems to reveal a spirit of blind optimism!"
Jerome Bonaparte, who entered the room, frowned and said to Marshal Saint Arnault with a serious expression.
"Your Majesty, where did you get this news!" Marshal Saint Arno was stunned for a moment, then asked.
"Just now, when I went to the hospital restaurant!" Jerome Bonaparte told Marshal Saint Arnault about what happened in the restaurant.
After listening to Jerome Bonaparte's description of the causes and consequences, Marshal Saint Arnault was a little dissatisfied. In his opinion, the achievements of the French army in the Crimea Peninsula are obvious to all, and it is natural that pride appears in the army. It should also be, Jerome Bonaparte's behavior is really a bit of a fuss.
However, even though Marshal Saint Arnault thought that the emperor was making a fuss, he still showed a serious analysis expression on his face.
"Your Majesty, in my opinion, the canteen soldiers are just an example, and cannot represent the entire French army!" Marshal Saint Arnault replied to Jerome Bonaparte, "Please be sure to believe that this army was created by you. army!"
"It's not that I don't believe in the army!" Jerome Bonaparte explained quickly: "I just think that under this blind optimism, our army may suffer a setback! We just defeated Russia in Crimea. The troops on the peninsula have not defeated the entire Russian Empire! Nicholas I can still mobilize all the Russian troops of his southern troops to the Crimea Peninsula to fight with us!"
Jerome Bonaparte’s concerns are not without reason. According to the information from the French Navy, the Russian Empire’s troops in the Caucasus and Bessarabia have been continuously moving towards the Crimean Peninsula. direction collection.
"Your Majesty, why don't I go to the Crimea Peninsula in person and warn them to be cautious!" Marshal Saint Arno said eagerly, and now he doesn't want to stay in the military hospital for a moment.
"I think you should stay in the hospital honestly!" Jerome Bonaparte did not understand Marshal Saint Arno's careful thoughts, but he did not want Marshal Saint Arno to return to the Crimean Peninsula. .
There are several reasons why Jerome Bonaparte did not want Marshal Saint Arnault to go to Crimea:
First, after Marshal St. Arnault returned to the Crimean Peninsula, should the command of the peninsula be given to St. Arnault or Pelissier, Jerome Bonaparte clearly remembered The telegram that Marshal St. Arnault handed over to him.
Second, Marshal Saint Arnault's body has already entered the late stage. If there is a long and two shortcoming in Crimea, Jerome Bonaparte feels even more guilty in his heart.
Third, and most importantly, Jerome Bonaparte also wanted to go to the Crimea.
"Your Majesty, I..." Marshal Saint Arno was about to say something when a sudden sharp pain came from his abdomen, and he hurriedly covered his abdomen with a painful expression on his face.
Seeing this, Jerome Bonaparte's expression also changed. He abruptly got up and ran to the door and shouted, "Come on, someone!"
After listening to Jerome Bonaparte's cry, the two doctors walking in the corridor walked quickly to Jerome Bonaparte.
When they saw clearly that it was Jerome Bonaparte who was shouting, they immediately responded, "Your Majesty!"
"Huh? It's you!" Jerome Bonaparte looked at the two doctors in front of him in surprise. They were the same two doctors he met before: "Never mind! Come in and have a look!"
After speaking, Jerome Bonaparte turned sideways to leave a passage for the two doctors to pass.
The two doctors immediately entered the room, and after groping for a while at Marshal Saint Arnault's body, they turned to Jerome Bonaparte and said, "Your Majesty, you must continue the injection!"
"Then what are you waiting for! Go!" Jerome Bonaparte ordered.
One of the doctors left quickly, and the other doctor kept trying to appease Marshal Saint Arnault with words.
Standing aside, Jerome Bonaparte glanced at Saint Arnault and let out a silent sigh. For a person with terminal cancer, every second of staying in the world is incomparably painful.
After a while, a nurse in a pink nurse uniform with a tray came to Jerome Bonaparte and administered a hypodermic injection for Marshal Saint Arnault.
After a tube of potion went down, Marshal Saint Arnault's expression improved significantly, and the sweat on his forehead continued to drop.
"Your Majesty... I made you laugh!" Marshal Saint Arno said intermittently, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"You'll be fine!" Jerome Bonaparte still had a smile on his face, but he was very clear in his heart that it was already a question whether Saint Arnault's body could last until the fall.
"Dream God" has already developed drug resistance. If you continue to increase the dose, I am afraid that Saint Arno will not be sent away by cancer, but also by Dream God.
"Marshal, why don't you go back to Paris! The medical equipment here is far worse than Paris!" Jerome Bonaparte suggested to Marshal Saint Arnault.
"Your Majesty, I can't escape death if I return to Paris in this state, so I might as well stay here!" Marshal Saint Arnault rejected Jerome Bonaparte's suggestion to return to Paris.
"Okay then!" Jerome Bonaparte no longer insisted that the quality of medical equipment has no effect on patients with advanced cancer.
Not to mention, it is still the 19th century, an era when there is no X-ray, and Marshal Saint Arnault has only death.
"Then you have a good rest! I'll go first!" Jerome Bonaparte decided not to disturb Marshal Saint Arnault, he hurriedly said to Marshal Saint Arnault.
After Jerome Bonaparte, two doctors and a nurse closed the door of St. Arnault's room, Jerome Bonaparte instructed them not to inject more than 50 ml of "Dream" to Marshal St. Arnault for a day. God's potion.
"What if the Marshal is in pain?" the doctor asked Jerome Bonaparte cautiously.
"Neither!" said Jerome Bonaparte, gritted his teeth, "remember not to exceed this dose!"
"Yes!" The doctor nodded, indicating that he would definitely remember what Jerome Bonaparte said.
Then, Jerome Bonaparte asked them how many people used "Dream God".
"It's not too much! For routine operations, we all use ether!" The doctor responded quickly.
"That's good! Remember! Don't use them unless it's a last resort!" Jerome Bonaparte told the doctor, "This kind of thing can easily become addictive once inhaled, and I want to get rid of it at that time. If so, it would be even more difficult than opium!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!" The doctor responded quickly.
"Okay, there's nothing to do now, I'll go first!"
After explaining everything, Jerome Bonaparte put on the mask again and was about to leave the military hospital. "Remember to tell Virnia that I am waiting for her at the embassy! And don't say that you have seen me!"
The doctor nodded that they would tell Virnia.
"Very good!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded in satisfaction and left the hospital.
Just as Jerome Bonaparte stepped out of the gate of the military hospital, a carriage marked with the logo of Sultan Abdullah (each sultan has a specific badge) stopped at the gate of the military hospital.
Immediately afterwards, Wallewski jumped out of the carriage.
Jerome Bonaparte immediately walked up to Wallevsky and asked, "You are..."
Hearing the familiar voice, Wallevsky immediately recognized Jerome Bonaparte under the mask, and he lowered his voice to report to Jerome Bonaparte: "Your Majesty the Emperor, Abdul May The Sultan of Ged wants to invite you to the Topkapi Palace to discuss the next military operations of the Ottoman Empire!"
"The military action of the Ottoman Empire?" Jerome Bonaparte looked at Wallevsky in amazement. "They can make their own decisions, so why are they looking for me!"
"Your Majesty, I guess they may want the cooperation of the French army!" Wallevsky replied to Jerome Bonaparte, "As the supreme commander of the French Empire, they should have known you! "
"Have the British passed?" Jerome Bonaparte continued to ask.
Wallewski nodded and said that British Ambassador Strasford Canning was already at Topkapi Palace, and now Jerome Bonaparte was not there!
"Looking at the battle~www.novelhall.com~ it's quite big!" Jerome Bonaparte touched his chin, showing a thoughtful expression, "Okay! I'll take a look at it!"
After speaking, Jerome Bonaparte got into the carriage together with Wallevsky.
The carriage carrying the two of them rampaged all the way, and soon reached his Topkapi Palace.
As soon as they entered the Topkapi Palace, Jérôme Bonaparte and Wallevsky met the head of the palace, a black eunuch.
"Your Majesty the Supreme Emperor!" The black **** bowed to Jerome Bonaparte in French. "His Majesty the great Sultan has been waiting for you for a long time! Please come with me!"
"Excuse me!" Jerome Bonaparte responded amiably.
Under the guidance of the black eunuchs, Jerome Bonaparte and Wallevsky came to a magnificent hall. On the walls of the hall were the portraits of the sultans of the Ottoman Empire, Abdul Maggi. De sat on a throne with a portrait of himself hanging there, and there was an empty seat next to him, which seemed to be reserved for Jerome Bonaparte.
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"Marshal, now the French army seems to reveal a spirit of blind optimism!"
Jerome Bonaparte, who entered the room, frowned and said to Marshal Saint Arnault with a serious expression.
"Your Majesty, where did you get this news!" Marshal Saint Arno was stunned for a moment, then asked.
"Just now, when I went to the hospital restaurant!" Jerome Bonaparte told Marshal Saint Arnault about what happened in the restaurant.
After listening to Jerome Bonaparte's description of the causes and consequences, Marshal Saint Arnault was a little dissatisfied. In his opinion, the achievements of the French army in the Crimea Peninsula are obvious to all, and it is natural that pride appears in the army. It should also be, Jerome Bonaparte's behavior is really a bit of a fuss.
However, even though Marshal Saint Arnault thought that the emperor was making a fuss, he still showed a serious analysis expression on his face.
"Your Majesty, in my opinion, the canteen soldiers are just an example, and cannot represent the entire French army!" Marshal Saint Arnault replied to Jerome Bonaparte, "Please be sure to believe that this army was created by you. army!"
"It's not that I don't believe in the army!" Jerome Bonaparte explained quickly: "I just think that under this blind optimism, our army may suffer a setback! We just defeated Russia in Crimea. The troops on the peninsula have not defeated the entire Russian Empire! Nicholas I can still mobilize all the Russian troops of his southern troops to the Crimea Peninsula to fight with us!"
Jerome Bonaparte’s concerns are not without reason. According to the information from the French Navy, the Russian Empire’s troops in the Caucasus and Bessarabia have been continuously moving towards the Crimean Peninsula. direction collection.
"Your Majesty, why don't I go to the Crimea Peninsula in person and warn them to be cautious!" Marshal Saint Arno said eagerly, and now he doesn't want to stay in the military hospital for a moment.
"I think you should stay in the hospital honestly!" Jerome Bonaparte did not understand Marshal Saint Arno's careful thoughts, but he did not want Marshal Saint Arno to return to the Crimean Peninsula. .
There are several reasons why Jerome Bonaparte did not want Marshal Saint Arnault to go to Crimea:
First, after Marshal St. Arnault returned to the Crimean Peninsula, should the command of the peninsula be given to St. Arnault or Pelissier, Jerome Bonaparte clearly remembered The telegram that Marshal St. Arnault handed over to him.
Second, Marshal Saint Arnault's body has already entered the late stage. If there is a long and two shortcoming in Crimea, Jerome Bonaparte feels even more guilty in his heart.
Third, and most importantly, Jerome Bonaparte also wanted to go to the Crimea.
"Your Majesty, I..." Marshal Saint Arno was about to say something when a sudden sharp pain came from his abdomen, and he hurriedly covered his abdomen with a painful expression on his face.
Seeing this, Jerome Bonaparte's expression also changed. He abruptly got up and ran to the door and shouted, "Come on, someone!"
After listening to Jerome Bonaparte's cry, the two doctors walking in the corridor walked quickly to Jerome Bonaparte.
When they saw clearly that it was Jerome Bonaparte who was shouting, they immediately responded, "Your Majesty!"
"Huh? It's you!" Jerome Bonaparte looked at the two doctors in front of him in surprise. They were the same two doctors he met before: "Never mind! Come in and have a look!"
After speaking, Jerome Bonaparte turned sideways to leave a passage for the two doctors to pass.
The two doctors immediately entered the room, and after groping for a while at Marshal Saint Arnault's body, they turned to Jerome Bonaparte and said, "Your Majesty, you must continue the injection!"
"Then what are you waiting for! Go!" Jerome Bonaparte ordered.
One of the doctors left quickly, and the other doctor kept trying to appease Marshal Saint Arnault with words.
Standing aside, Jerome Bonaparte glanced at Saint Arnault and let out a silent sigh. For a person with terminal cancer, every second of staying in the world is incomparably painful.
After a while, a nurse in a pink nurse uniform with a tray came to Jerome Bonaparte and administered a hypodermic injection for Marshal Saint Arnault.
After a tube of potion went down, Marshal Saint Arnault's expression improved significantly, and the sweat on his forehead continued to drop.
"Your Majesty... I made you laugh!" Marshal Saint Arno said intermittently, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"You'll be fine!" Jerome Bonaparte still had a smile on his face, but he was very clear in his heart that it was already a question whether Saint Arnault's body could last until the fall.
"Dream God" has already developed drug resistance. If you continue to increase the dose, I am afraid that Saint Arno will not be sent away by cancer, but also by Dream God.
"Marshal, why don't you go back to Paris! The medical equipment here is far worse than Paris!" Jerome Bonaparte suggested to Marshal Saint Arnault.
"Your Majesty, I can't escape death if I return to Paris in this state, so I might as well stay here!" Marshal Saint Arnault rejected Jerome Bonaparte's suggestion to return to Paris.
"Okay then!" Jerome Bonaparte no longer insisted that the quality of medical equipment has no effect on patients with advanced cancer.
Not to mention, it is still the 19th century, an era when there is no X-ray, and Marshal Saint Arnault has only death.
"Then you have a good rest! I'll go first!" Jerome Bonaparte decided not to disturb Marshal Saint Arnault, he hurriedly said to Marshal Saint Arnault.
After Jerome Bonaparte, two doctors and a nurse closed the door of St. Arnault's room, Jerome Bonaparte instructed them not to inject more than 50 ml of "Dream" to Marshal St. Arnault for a day. God's potion.
"What if the Marshal is in pain?" the doctor asked Jerome Bonaparte cautiously.
"Neither!" said Jerome Bonaparte, gritted his teeth, "remember not to exceed this dose!"
"Yes!" The doctor nodded, indicating that he would definitely remember what Jerome Bonaparte said.
Then, Jerome Bonaparte asked them how many people used "Dream God".
"It's not too much! For routine operations, we all use ether!" The doctor responded quickly.
"That's good! Remember! Don't use them unless it's a last resort!" Jerome Bonaparte told the doctor, "This kind of thing can easily become addictive once inhaled, and I want to get rid of it at that time. If so, it would be even more difficult than opium!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!" The doctor responded quickly.
"Okay, there's nothing to do now, I'll go first!"
After explaining everything, Jerome Bonaparte put on the mask again and was about to leave the military hospital. "Remember to tell Virnia that I am waiting for her at the embassy! And don't say that you have seen me!"
The doctor nodded that they would tell Virnia.
"Very good!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded in satisfaction and left the hospital.
Just as Jerome Bonaparte stepped out of the gate of the military hospital, a carriage marked with the logo of Sultan Abdullah (each sultan has a specific badge) stopped at the gate of the military hospital.
Immediately afterwards, Wallewski jumped out of the carriage.
Jerome Bonaparte immediately walked up to Wallevsky and asked, "You are..."
Hearing the familiar voice, Wallevsky immediately recognized Jerome Bonaparte under the mask, and he lowered his voice to report to Jerome Bonaparte: "Your Majesty the Emperor, Abdul May The Sultan of Ged wants to invite you to the Topkapi Palace to discuss the next military operations of the Ottoman Empire!"
"The military action of the Ottoman Empire?" Jerome Bonaparte looked at Wallevsky in amazement. "They can make their own decisions, so why are they looking for me!"
"Your Majesty, I guess they may want the cooperation of the French army!" Wallevsky replied to Jerome Bonaparte, "As the supreme commander of the French Empire, they should have known you! "
"Have the British passed?" Jerome Bonaparte continued to ask.
Wallewski nodded and said that British Ambassador Strasford Canning was already at Topkapi Palace, and now Jerome Bonaparte was not there!
"Looking at the battle~www.novelhall.com~ it's quite big!" Jerome Bonaparte touched his chin, showing a thoughtful expression, "Okay! I'll take a look at it!"
After speaking, Jerome Bonaparte got into the carriage together with Wallevsky.
The carriage carrying the two of them rampaged all the way, and soon reached his Topkapi Palace.
As soon as they entered the Topkapi Palace, Jérôme Bonaparte and Wallevsky met the head of the palace, a black eunuch.
"Your Majesty the Supreme Emperor!" The black **** bowed to Jerome Bonaparte in French. "His Majesty the great Sultan has been waiting for you for a long time! Please come with me!"
"Excuse me!" Jerome Bonaparte responded amiably.
Under the guidance of the black eunuchs, Jerome Bonaparte and Wallevsky came to a magnificent hall. On the walls of the hall were the portraits of the sultans of the Ottoman Empire, Abdul Maggi. De sat on a throne with a portrait of himself hanging there, and there was an empty seat next to him, which seemed to be reserved for Jerome Bonaparte.
.
"Marshal, now the French army seems to reveal a spirit of blind optimism!"Jerome Bonaparte, who entered the room, frowned and said to Marshal Saint Arnault with a serious expression."Your Majesty, where did you get this news!" Marshal Saint Arno was stunned for a moment, then asked."Just now, when I went to the hospital restaurant!" Jerome Bonaparte told Marshal Saint Arnault about what happened in the restaurant.After listening to Jerome Bonaparte's description of the causes and consequences, Marshal Saint Arnault was a little dissatisfied. In his opinion, the achievements of the French army in the Crimea Peninsula are obvious to all, and it is natural that pride appears in the army. It should also be, Jerome Bonaparte's behavior is really a bit of a fuss.However, even though Marshal Saint Arnault thought that the emperor was making a fuss, he still showed a serious analysis expression on his face."Your Majesty, in my opinion, the canteen soldiers are just an example, and cannot represent the entire French army!" Marshal Saint Arnault replied to Jerome Bonaparte, "Please be sure to believe that this army was created by you. army!""It's not that I don't believe in the army!" Jerome Bonaparte explained quickly: "I just think that under this blind optimism, our army may suffer a setback! We just defeated Russia in Crimea. The troops on the peninsula have not defeated the entire Russian Empire! Nicholas I can still mobilize all the Russian troops of his southern troops to the Crimea Peninsula to fight with us!"Jerome Bonaparte's concerns are not without reason. According to the information from the French Navy, the Russian Empire's troops in the Caucasus and Bessarabia have been continuously moving towards the Crimean Peninsula. direction collection."Your Majesty, why don't I go to the Crimea Peninsula in person and warn them to be cautious!" Marshal Saint Arno said eagerly, and now he doesn't want to stay in the military hospital for a moment."I think you should stay in the hospital honestly!" Jerome Bonaparte did not understand Marshal Saint Arno's careful thoughts, but he did not want Marshal Saint Arno to return to the Crimean Peninsula. .There are several reasons why Jerome Bonaparte did not want Marshal Saint Arnault to go to Crimea:First, after Marshal St. Arnault returned to the Crimean Peninsula, should the command of the peninsula be given to St. Arnault or Pelissier, Jerome Bonaparte clearly remembered The telegram that Marshal St. Arnault handed over to him.Second, Marshal Saint Arnault's body has already entered the late stage. If there is a long and two shortcoming in Crimea, Jerome Bonaparte feels even more guilty in his heart.Third, and most importantly, Jerome Bonaparte also wanted to go to the Crimea."Your Majesty, I..." Marshal Saint Arno was about to say something when a sudden sharp pain came from his abdomen, and he hurriedly covered his abdomen with a painful expression on his face.Seeing this, Jerome Bonaparte's expression also changed. He abruptly got up and ran to the door and shouted, "Come on, someone!"After listening to Jerome Bonaparte's cry, the two doctors walking in the corridor walked quickly to Jerome Bonaparte.When they saw clearly that it was Jerome Bonaparte who was shouting, they immediately responded, "Your Majesty!""Huh? It's you!" Jerome Bonaparte looked at the two doctors in front of him in surprise. They were the same two doctors he met before: "Never mind! Come in and have a look!"After speaking, Jerome Bonaparte turned sideways to leave a passage for the two doctors to pass.The two doctors immediately entered the room, and after groping for a while at Marshal Saint Arnault's body, they turned to Jerome Bonaparte and said, "Your Majesty, you must continue the injection!""Then what are you waiting for! Go!" Jerome Bonaparte ordered.One of the doctors left quickly, and the other doctor kept trying to appease Marshal Saint Arnault with words.Standing aside, Jerome Bonaparte glanced at Saint Arnault and let out a silent sigh. For a person with terminal cancer, every second of staying in the world is incomparably painful.After a while, a nurse in a pink nurse uniform with a tray came to Jerome Bonaparte and administered a hypodermic injection for Marshal Saint Arnault.After a tube of potion went down, Marshal Saint Arnault's expression improved significantly, and the sweat on his forehead continued to drop."Your Majesty... I made you laugh!" Marshal Saint Arno said intermittently, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth."You'll be fine!" Jerome Bonaparte still had a smile on his face, but he was very clear in his heart that it was already a question whether Saint Arnault's body could last until the fall."Dream God" has already developed drug resistance. If you continue to increase the dose, I am afraid that Saint Arno will not be sent away by cancer, but also by Dream God."Marshal, why don't you go back to Paris! The medical equipment here is far worse than Paris!" Jerome Bonaparte suggested to Marshal Saint Arnault."Your Majesty, I can't escape death if I return to Paris in this state, so I might as well stay here!" Marshal Saint Arnault rejected Jerome Bonaparte's suggestion to return to Paris."Okay then!" Jerome Bonaparte no longer insisted that the quality of medical equipment has no effect on patients with advanced cancer.Not to mention, it is still the 19th century, an era when there is no X-ray, and Marshal Saint Arnault has only death."Then you have a good rest! I'll go first!" Jerome Bonaparte decided not to disturb Marshal Saint Arnault, he hurriedly said to Marshal Saint Arnault.After Jerome Bonaparte, two doctors and a nurse closed the door of St. Arnault's room, Jerome Bonaparte instructed them not to inject more than 50 ml of "Dream" to Marshal St. Arnault for a day. God's potion."What if the Marshal is in pain?" the doctor asked Jerome Bonaparte cautiously."Neither!" said Jerome Bonaparte, gritted his teeth, "remember not to exceed this dose!""Yes!" The doctor nodded, indicating that he would definitely remember what Jerome Bonaparte said.Then, Jerome Bonaparte asked them how many people used "Dream God"."It's not too much! For routine operations, we all use ether!" The doctor responded quickly."That's good! Remember! Don't use them unless it's a last resort!" Jerome Bonaparte told the doctor, "This kind of thing can easily become addictive once inhaled, and I want to get rid of it at that time. If so, it would be even more difficult than opium!""Yes! Your Majesty!" The doctor responded quickly."Okay, there's nothing to do now, I'll go first!"After explaining everything, Jerome Bonaparte put on the mask again and was about to leave the military hospital. "Remember to tell Virnia that I am waiting for her at the embassy! And don't say that you have seen me!"The doctor nodded that they would tell Virnia."Very good!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded in satisfaction and left the hospital.Just as Jerome Bonaparte stepped out of the gate of the military hospital, a carriage marked with the logo of Sultan Abdullah each sultan has a specific badge stopped at the gate of the military hospital.Immediately afterwards, Wallewski jumped out of the carriage.Jerome Bonaparte immediately walked up to Wallevsky and asked, "You are..."Hearing the familiar voice, Wallevsky immediately recognized Jerome Bonaparte under the mask, and he lowered his voice to report to Jerome Bonaparte: "Your Majesty the Emperor, Abdul May The Sultan of Ged wants to invite you to the Topkapi Palace to discuss the next military operations of the Ottoman Empire!""The military action of the Ottoman Empire?" Jerome Bonaparte looked at Wallevsky in amazement. "They can make their own decisions, so why are they looking for me!""Your Majesty, I guess they may want the cooperation of the French army!" Wallevsky replied to Jerome Bonaparte, "As the supreme commander of the French Empire, they should have known you! ""Have the British passed?" Jerome Bonaparte continued to ask.Wallewski nodded and said that British Ambassador Strasford Canning was already at Topkapi Palace, and now Jerome Bonaparte was not there!"Looking at the battle~www.novelhall.com~ it's quite big!" Jerome Bonaparte touched his chin, showing a thoughtful expression, "Okay! I'll take a look at it!"After speaking, Jerome Bonaparte got into the carriage together with Wallevsky.The carriage carrying the two of them rampaged all the way, and soon reached his Topkapi Palace.As soon as they entered the Topkapi Palace, Jrme Bonaparte and Wallevsky met the head of the palace, a black eunuch."Your Majesty the Supreme Emperor!" The black **** bowed to Jerome Bonaparte in French. "His Majesty the great Sultan has been waiting for you for a long time! Please come with me!""Excuse me!" Jerome Bonaparte responded amiably.Under the guidance of the black eunuchs, Jerome Bonaparte and Wallevsky came to a magnificent hall. On the walls of the hall were the portraits of the sultans of the Ottoman Empire, Abdul Maggi. De sat on a throne with a portrait of himself hanging there, and there was an empty seat next to him, which seemed to be reserved for Jerome Bonaparte..
