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Make France Great Again - Chapter 625

Published at 16th of January 2023 05:45:13 AM


Chapter 625: war is about to start

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"Marshal Saint Arnault, please accept this medal that contains honor and the respect of the French people!"

Under the adoring or envious gazes of the wounded outside the ward, Jerome Bonaparte in a tuxedo solemnly took the Grand Cross from Marshal Reigno, and then walked slowly to St. In front of Marshal Arno, he said to Marshal Saint Arnault with his unique majesty and soft mixed tone.

Marshal Saint Arnault did not speak, but raised his chest and stared at the emperor in front of him to show his respect for the emperor.

"Long live the Empire! Long live the Emperor!"

The wounded soldiers outside the ward shouted loudly. Many wounded soldiers raised their hands spontaneously to pay homage to Jerome Bonaparte. They knew His Majesty the Emperor and ignored them because of their injuries. He was always with them. .

In one after another shouting, Jerome Bonaparte pinned the medal on the chest of Marshal Saint Arnault.

"Congratulations, Marshal Saint Arnault!" Jerome Bonaparte smiled and looked at Marshal Saint Arnault, he patted Marshal Saint Arnault on the shoulder, and then said: "Because you are in Sebasto Bol's brilliant victory, so from now on, you will be given the title of Count of Sevastopol!"

When Jerome Bonaparte finished saying this, Marshal Saint Arnault's face was obviously dull. Obviously, he himself just found out that he was awarded the title of earl.

The soldiers outside the ward were also a little surprised when they heard that Jerome Bonaparte conferred the title of Count of Saint Arnault.

From the establishment of the Second Empire to the present, for three years, France has not conferred a title.

Marshal Saint Arnault was not only the first marshal of the Second Empire, but also the first person to receive the title.

This is enough to explain the emperor's favor for St. Arnault and the army.

Although it is said that the current title is far less valuable than the title before the Great Revolution, it is still a stepping stone to the upper class.

People without titles, no matter how powerful they are, will not be accepted by the upper classes.

Of course, if you are promoted to the upper class as a literati, like Thiers, the title of nobility is indeed an optional item.

Because every salon needs a group of literati to liven up the atmosphere, these literati are also known as "the imperial literati".

[ps: Before the Great Revolution, most of the aristocrats were tied to the land, and they were also called landed aristocrats. After the Great Revolution, France not only distributed the land of the nobles to the peasants, but also destroyed the land aristocrats enjoyed under the feudal system. s right.

Once this privilege is destroyed, it is difficult to re-establish it. Therefore, during the restoration of Bourbon, even if Louis XVIII and Charles X tried their best to re-establish a deep-rooted aristocracy, because the privileges of feudal land were destroyed, the re-established aristocracy would never be like the previous aristocracy. . 】

The topic has gone too far. Jerome Bonaparte's canonization of Marshal Saint Arnault is a stark hint to the soldiers: There is only one way to complete the class transition, and that is to make outstanding achievements in the army.

As long as the military merits are in place, they will be able to get the opportunity to be promoted to the upper class.

"Should I call you the Count of Sevastopol now!" Jerome Bonaparte, who had announced his title in public, used a sarcastic tone to remind Marshal Saint Arnault that he should say something like a testimonial.

Marshal Saint Arnault, who had recovered, hurriedly gave Jerome Bonaparte a military salute and replied humbly: "Your Majesty, thank you for your recognition of my meager merit! I personally think that this merit is the same as your treatment of me. Compared with the grace of my own, it is trivial... I will give you my everything, even my life! Loyalty will be my only creed! As long as there is one breath left, I will fight to the end for you!"

"Very good!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded with satisfaction: "Your loyalty will be rewarded in the testimony of God!"

...

With the end of the "Hospital Bed Award" ceremony, Jerome Bonaparte and Marshal Reigno left the ward of Marshal Saint Arnault.

The wounded soldiers in the military district hospital came to Jerome Bonaparte and Marshal Reigno one after another. Both Jerome Bonaparte and Marshal Reigno stretched out their hands to shake hands with the wounded soldiers and asked them about their recovery. .

Many of the wounded said their bodies had almost recovered.

If the hospital had not forced them to stay in the hospital for a period of observation, they would have left the hospital long ago and returned to the Crimean battlefield to fight **** battles for the French Empire.

"Soldiers, what the doctor said is for the sake of your health! You must follow the doctor's teachings, and don't cause unnecessary trouble to the doctor! Medical troubles are never allowed to happen in the hospital!" Jerome . Bonaparte perseveres and persuades.

The doctor in the distance couldn't help being moved after hearing Jerome Bonaparte's speech.

His Majesty the Emperor has not forgotten these doctors.

Then Jerome Bonaparte and Marshal Reynold shook hands with the doctors and nurses in the hospital one by one, and praised their spirit of saving lives and helping the wounded.

"I'm here for two purposes, the first is to honor the soldiers of the Crimean Peninsula, and the second is to solve the difficulties of your medical workers! If you have any difficulties, please ask Let me explain!" Jerome Bonaparte said to them in a brisk tone: "Even if I sell iron, I will meet your requirements!"

"Your Majesty, we didn't..." The director of the military district hospital responded to Jerome Bonaparte with a flattering expression.

Explaining the difficulties to the leaders is a manifestation of incompetence, so even if they really have difficulties in this hospital, they will not tell Jerome Bonaparte face to face.

"Your Majesty, we need more doctors and nurses!" Before the Dean could finish speaking, Vernia's voice reached Jerome Bonaparte.

"Who is it?" Jerome Bonaparte deliberately pretended not to know Vernia and asked with his head tilted.

"Virnia!" The dean's tone was a little urgent to stop Virnia. At this time, he obviously forgot that Virnia was a person with a "backstage".

"Mr. Dean, don't talk!" Jerome Bonaparte raised his hand and ordered the Dean to stop speaking, and then said to Vernia, "Go ahead!"

"Your Majesty, our hospital still needs a group of doctors and nurses!" Vernia repeated again.

"I see! I will send some volunteers from France!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded and asked again, "Do you have any other requests?"

"Your Majesty, I hope that the Military District Hospital can open a subdivision hospital in Sevastopol, and then gradually transfer operations there!" Virnia continued to demand.

"I don't agree!" Jerome Bonaparte shook his head and refused Vernia's request. He knew that once he agreed to Vernia's request, Virnia would most likely go to Sevastopol , and Sevastopol will become the focus of the Russian Empire in the next battle.

"Your Majesty, didn't you agree to any conditions just now!" Virnia retorted plausibly.

"The hospital must not be located near the war!" Jerome Bonaparte replied firmly.

"Your Majesty, if the hospital is not located near the war, how does it perform its functions!" Virnia responded to Jerome Bonaparte again: "And I heard that the Kingdom of Britain has sent a team Go to Sevastopol! We can't be left behind either!"

"Virnia, don't say it anymore!" The hospital director shouted to Virnia loudly, and then responded with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, Virnia is so presumptuous!"

"Why do I think you are more presumptuous!" Jerome Bonaparte responded to the dean in a bad tone. How could he get an outsider to interject in his conversation with Vernia.

"Your Majesty, I..." The Dean, who felt the hostility in Jerome Bonaparte's eyes, swallowed. He didn't know exactly where he had offended His Majesty the Emperor.

"Let's take a long-term view on this matter!" Jerome Bonaparte decisively ended the topic, and he decided to ask Virnia's thoughts in private.

After the short conversation, Jerome Bonaparte and Reignau went to the intensive care bed again. Most of the patients lying here were people with missing arms and legs.

They all cheered loudly after seeing Jerome Bonaparte and Marshal Reno.

Jerome Bonaparte went to their hospital beds to inquire about their status. The soldiers regretfully told Jerome Bonaparte that they were afraid they would not be able to fight for the Emperor.

"You have done what you should have done!" Jerome Bonaparte said sincerely: "Leave the rest to others! You have only one task now, live well!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" The soldiers responded with a sonorous voice.

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Jérôme Bonaparte and Marshal Reno with their entourage left under the watchful eye of the doctors, nurses, and wounded in the military district hospital~www.novelhall.com~Jérôme Bonaparte in the carriage glanced at the seated Marshal Reynio, who was opposite him, said: "It's hard work!

"Your Majesty, it's nothing!" Marshal Reynio responded with a slightly low tone.

That night, Jerome Bonaparte met with Virnia again, and Jerome Bonaparte asked in detail why Virnia suddenly had the idea of ​​going to Sevastopol.

"Your Majesty, the time required for the journey from Constantinople to Sevastopol is enough for us to pull dozens of French youths back from the dead!" Vernia told Jerome Bona Ba responded.

"It won't be long before there's a big battle in Sevastopol!"

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