Chapter 94: President and Army
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December 20, 1848, at 7 a.m.
The drizzle that lasted for a day and a night finally ended at 6 am on the 20th, the dark clouds over Paris dissipated, and the sky began to clear.
Even if it's sunny in Paris in the middle of winter, you can still feel a hint of coolness piercing the bone marrow through the coat. To combat the chill, middle-class Parisians and wealthy businessmen added a set of wool linings to their dresses. This will add a touch of warmth while retaining the elegance.
Since today is Thursday, the people of Paris have started their hard-working day again.
As President Jerome Bonaparte, who is about to dominate Paris and the whole of France, is wearing a black corset, wearing the Legion of Glory and large shoulder straps standing by the window and looking into the distance, and the direction he is looking at is the direction he is about to come. The direction of the Bourbon Palace.
Jérôme Bonaparte, who had been looking at himself for a long time, rubbed his slightly sour eyes and turned to the desk. There was a piece of paper on the desk. The paper was covered with dense French. time to make an inaugural speech.
In order not to mess up his first inaugural speech, he spent the rest of the night reading the speech by heart.
Jerome Bonaparte, who had stayed up all night, couldn't help feeling a little sleepy, but now is the most critical moment. Jerome Bonaparte has to work hard to finish all the procedures of the inauguration of the president.
Just like that, Jerome Bonaparte, sitting on the armchair, waited for the arrival of the inaugural carriage while battling against the swept drowsiness.
Jerome Bonaparte, whose eyelids were gradually sinking like jacks, finally couldn't help falling asleep. Leaning on the chair, he fell into a haze that seemed to be sleepy but not sleepy.
Until there were rapid knocks and shouts outside the door, Jerome Bonaparte, who was leaning on the chair, was awakened by the sudden movement.
Yawning, he glanced at the clock on the wall, it was already 2 o'clock in the afternoon, he immediately got up and opened the door, Pesini looked at Jerome Bonaparte with a decadent expression in front of him. He said, "Your Majesty, your inauguration is about to begin!"
"I see!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded and responded.
The hotel owner who followed Pesini easily brought the basin of warm water to Jerome Bonaparte and said enthusiastically, "Mr. President, it's time to wash up!"
"Yeah!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded, and briefly wiped his face under Pesigni's "serving".
The refreshed Jerome Bonaparte stood by the mirror and smoothed the folds of his cuffs, nodding with satisfaction: "Let's go!"
Jerome Bonaparte went downstairs with Pessini.
At this time, the roads on both sides of the entrance of the Rhine Hotel were already full of people who came to watch the fun.
The Paris residents who heard that the President was at the Rhine Hotel hoped to meet the new French President, but they voted for Bonaparte at first.
The appearance of Jerome Bonaparte caused a commotion among the residents on both sides of the road.
"Quiet!" Fleury, who was in charge of guarding the safety of Jerome Bonaparte, shouted loudly, and then ordered the soldiers who had been seconded by him from the Bourbon Palace to protect the President to maintain order.
Facing the soldiers with bright bayonets, the residents remembered the massacre a few months ago, and they fell silent.
The soldiers soon carve a road that also follows the same carriage.
Jerome Bonaparte, who was standing on the steps, looked at the people under the steps. From their eyes, he saw curiosity, admiration..., he cleared his throat, waved his hand, and said, "I'm Jerome Bonaparte. Nabal is here to thank you for your support. Believe me, every vote you cast for me will bring you a million times the benefits! Please continue to support me and I will bring you victory!"
"Long live Napoleon, we want Poron!"
The Bonapartists who were in the crowd immediately shouted.
"Long live Napoleon, we want Poron!"
The residents on both sides of the road, led by the Bonapartists, also shouted.
Amid the cheers of the residents, Jerome Bonaparte got into the carriage that Fleury bought from Princess Lievon.
Pessini and Fleury also mounted their horses one after the other. The soldiers who were responsible for guarding the President's car were divided into two parts. They were one after the other to protect the safety of Jerome Bonaparte.
The carriage traveled unimpeded from the Rhine Hotel to the Bourbon Palace on the south bank of the Seine.
At this moment, the Bourbon Palace was already surrounded by two regiments of troops. Jerome Bonaparte, who was sitting on the carriage, learned from the mouths of the soldiers surrounding the carriage that the two regiments stationed here were the No. 1 in Paris. The troops of the division were stationed here under the orders of the division commander Changarnier.
It seems that the guys in the party of Order are also afraid of Cavaignac's mutiny, and now even the army is used.
Jerome Bonaparte thought to himself with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Under the order of Jerome Bonaparte, the carriage did not continue to go in, but stopped 300 meters away from the gate of the Bourbon Palace.
The soldiers stationed outside the Bourbon Palace noticed the change in front of them, and their curiosity drove them to look in the direction of Jerome Bonaparte.
When Persini and Fleury saw Jerome Bonaparte getting out of the car, they thought something had happened. They also got off and came to Jerome Bonaparte.
"Your Majesty!" Fleury wanted to remind Jerome Bonaparte that the time for his inaugural speech was approaching. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
"Don't worry! We still have a lot of time to finish the last leg!" Jerome Bonaparte raised his hand to stop Fleury, he decided to walk the last leg.
Pessini and Fleury looked at each other with a helpless expression.
Jerome Bonaparte, who came to the soldiers slowly, imitated the tone of his uncle Napoleon that he learned from his father and said confidently: "Soldiers of the Republic, you have worked hard! You are the heroes of the Republic!"
Jerome Bonaparte praised the soldiers present without hesitation. The soldiers who heard someone praise them for the first time couldn't help trembling all over.
hero? What an ancient word, so ancient that they could only hear it in the mouths of their fathers!
There was a hint of fanaticism in the eyes of the soldiers. In their eyes, Jerome Bonaparte was no longer a person, but a symbol of years and years.
The emperor's nephew has returned, and the glory of the army will also return!
Jerome Bonaparte, who had given the army a strong dose of medicine, once again took advantage of the victorious pursuit and stepped forward to hold an officer's hand.
The officer who was held by Jerome Bonaparte also showed an excited expression: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... I..."
"Work hard! Glory, medals, I have everything you want here!" Jerome Bonaparte promised without waiting for the officer to finish speaking.
The officer swallowed what he wanted to say, and Jerome Bonaparte brought the officer's hand and held the next officer again.
The officer who was holding his hand showed an excited expression without taking a step, and even speaking was a little awkward.
As for Cavaignac's promotion, they have long since forgotten about it.
Military heart is available!
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December 20, 1848, at 7 a.m.
The drizzle that lasted for a day and a night finally ended at 6 am on the 20th, the dark clouds over Paris dissipated, and the sky began to clear.
Even if it's sunny in Paris in the middle of winter, you can still feel a hint of coolness piercing the bone marrow through the coat. To combat the chill, middle-class Parisians and wealthy businessmen added a set of wool linings to their dresses. This will add a touch of warmth while retaining the elegance.
Since today is Thursday, the people of Paris have started their hard-working day again.
As President Jerome Bonaparte, who is about to dominate Paris and the whole of France, is wearing a black corset, wearing the Legion of Glory and large shoulder straps standing by the window and looking into the distance, and the direction he is looking at is the direction he is about to come. The direction of the Bourbon Palace.
Jérôme Bonaparte, who had been looking at himself for a long time, rubbed his slightly sour eyes and turned to the desk. There was a piece of paper on the desk. The paper was covered with dense French. time to make an inaugural speech.
In order not to mess up his first inaugural speech, he spent the rest of the night reading the speech by heart.
Jerome Bonaparte, who had stayed up all night, couldn't help feeling a little sleepy, but now is the most critical moment. Jerome Bonaparte has to work hard to finish all the procedures of the inauguration of the president.
Just like that, Jerome Bonaparte, sitting on the armchair, waited for the arrival of the inaugural carriage while battling against the swept drowsiness.
Jerome Bonaparte, whose eyelids were gradually sinking like jacks, finally couldn't help falling asleep. Leaning on the chair, he fell into a haze that seemed to be sleepy but not sleepy.
Until there were rapid knocks and shouts outside the door, Jerome Bonaparte, who was leaning on the chair, was awakened by the sudden movement.
Yawning, he glanced at the clock on the wall, it was already 2 o'clock in the afternoon, he immediately got up and opened the door, Pesini looked at Jerome Bonaparte with a decadent expression in front of him. He said, "Your Majesty, your inauguration is about to begin!"
"I see!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded and responded.
The hotel owner who followed Pesini easily brought the basin of warm water to Jerome Bonaparte and said enthusiastically, "Mr. President, it's time to wash up!"
"Yeah!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded, and briefly wiped his face under Pesigni's "serving".
The refreshed Jerome Bonaparte stood by the mirror and smoothed the folds of his cuffs, nodding with satisfaction: "Let's go!"
Jerome Bonaparte went downstairs with Pessini.
At this time, the roads on both sides of the entrance of the Rhine Hotel were already full of people who came to watch the fun.
The Paris residents who heard that the President was at the Rhine Hotel hoped to meet the new French President, but they voted for Bonaparte at first.
The appearance of Jerome Bonaparte caused a commotion among the residents on both sides of the road.
"Quiet!" Fleury, who was in charge of guarding the safety of Jerome Bonaparte, shouted loudly, and then ordered the soldiers who had been seconded by him from the Bourbon Palace to protect the President to maintain order.
Facing the soldiers with bright bayonets, the residents remembered the massacre a few months ago, and they fell silent.
The soldiers soon carve a road that also follows the same carriage.
Jerome Bonaparte, who was standing on the steps, looked at the people under the steps. From their eyes, he saw curiosity, admiration..., he cleared his throat, waved his hand, and said, "I'm Jerome Bonaparte. Nabal is here to thank you for your support. Believe me, every vote you cast for me will bring you a million times the benefits! Please continue to support me and I will bring you victory!"
"Long live Napoleon, we want Poron!"
The Bonapartists who were in the crowd immediately shouted.
"Long live Napoleon, we want Poron!"
The residents on both sides of the road, led by the Bonapartists, also shouted.
Amid the cheers of the residents, Jerome Bonaparte got into the carriage that Fleury bought from Princess Lievon.
Pessini and Fleury also mounted their horses one after the other. The soldiers who were responsible for guarding the President's car were divided into two parts. They were one after the other to protect the safety of Jerome Bonaparte.
The carriage traveled unimpeded from the Rhine Hotel to the Bourbon Palace on the south bank of the Seine.
At this moment, the Bourbon Palace was already surrounded by two regiments of troops. Jerome Bonaparte, who was sitting on the carriage, learned from the mouths of the soldiers surrounding the carriage that the two regiments stationed here were the No. 1 in Paris. The troops of the division were stationed here under the orders of the division commander Changarnier.
It seems that the guys in the party of Order are also afraid of Cavaignac's mutiny, and now even the army is used.
Jerome Bonaparte thought to himself with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Under the order of Jerome Bonaparte, the carriage did not continue to go in, but stopped 300 meters away from the gate of the Bourbon Palace.
The soldiers stationed outside the Bourbon Palace noticed the change in front of them, and their curiosity drove them to look in the direction of Jerome Bonaparte.
When Persini and Fleury saw Jerome Bonaparte getting out of the car, they thought something had happened. They also got off and came to Jerome Bonaparte.
"Your Majesty!" Fleury wanted to remind Jerome Bonaparte that the time for his inaugural speech was approaching. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
"Don't worry! We still have a lot of time to finish the last leg!" Jerome Bonaparte raised his hand to stop Fleury, he decided to walk the last leg.
Pessini and Fleury looked at each other with a helpless expression.
Jerome Bonaparte, who came to the soldiers slowly, imitated the tone of his uncle Napoleon that he learned from his father and said confidently: "Soldiers of the Republic, you have worked hard! You are the heroes of the Republic!"
Jerome Bonaparte praised the soldiers present without hesitation. The soldiers who heard someone praise them for the first time couldn't help trembling all over.
hero? What an ancient word, so ancient that they could only hear it in the mouths of their fathers!
There was a hint of fanaticism in the eyes of the soldiers. In their eyes, Jerome Bonaparte was no longer a person, but a symbol of years and years.
The emperor's nephew has returned, and the glory of the army will also return!
Jerome Bonaparte, who had given the army a strong dose of medicine, once again took advantage of the victorious pursuit and stepped forward to hold an officer's hand.
The officer who was held by Jerome Bonaparte also showed an excited expression: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... I..."
"Work hard! Glory, medals, I have everything you want here!" Jerome Bonaparte promised without waiting for the officer to finish speaking.
The officer swallowed what he wanted to say, and Jerome Bonaparte brought the officer's hand and held the next officer again.
The officer who was holding his hand showed an excited expression without taking a step, and even speaking was a little awkward.
As for Cavaignac's promotion, they have long since forgotten about it.
Military heart is available!
December 20, 1848, at 7 a.m.The drizzle that lasted for a day and a night finally ended at 6 am on the 20th, the dark clouds over Paris dissipated, and the sky began to clear.Even if it's sunny in Paris in the middle of winter, you can still feel a hint of coolness piercing the bone marrow through the coat. To combat the chill, middle-class Parisians and wealthy businessmen added a set of wool linings to their dresses. This will add a touch of warmth while retaining the elegance.Since today is Thursday, the people of Paris have started their hard-working day again.As President Jerome Bonaparte, who is about to dominate Paris and the whole of France, is wearing a black corset, wearing the Legion of Glory and large shoulder straps standing by the window and looking into the distance, and the direction he is looking at is the direction he is about to come. The direction of the Bourbon Palace.Jrme Bonaparte, who had been looking at himself for a long time, rubbed his slightly sour eyes and turned to the desk. There was a piece of paper on the desk. The paper was covered with dense French. time to make an inaugural speech.In order not to mess up his first inaugural speech, he spent the rest of the night reading the speech by heart.Jerome Bonaparte, who had stayed up all night, couldn't help feeling a little sleepy, but now is the most critical moment. Jerome Bonaparte has to work hard to finish all the procedures of the inauguration of the president.Just like that, Jerome Bonaparte, sitting on the armchair, waited for the arrival of the inaugural carriage while battling against the swept drowsiness.Jerome Bonaparte, whose eyelids were gradually sinking like jacks, finally couldn't help falling asleep. Leaning on the chair, he fell into a haze that seemed to be sleepy but not sleepy.Until there were rapid knocks and shouts outside the door, Jerome Bonaparte, who was leaning on the chair, was awakened by the sudden movement.Yawning, he glanced at the clock on the wall, it was already 2 o'clock in the afternoon, he immediately got up and opened the door, Pesini looked at Jerome Bonaparte with a decadent expression in front of him. He said, "Your Majesty, your inauguration is about to begin!""I see!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded and responded.The hotel owner who followed Pesini easily brought the basin of warm water to Jerome Bonaparte and said enthusiastically, "Mr. President, it's time to wash up!""Yeah!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded, and briefly wiped his face under Pesigni's "serving".The refreshed Jerome Bonaparte stood by the mirror and smoothed the folds of his cuffs, nodding with satisfaction: "Let's go!"Jerome Bonaparte went downstairs with Pessini.At this time, the roads on both sides of the entrance of the Rhine Hotel were already full of people who came to watch the fun.The Paris residents who heard that the President was at the Rhine Hotel hoped to meet the new French President, but they voted for Bonaparte at first.The appearance of Jerome Bonaparte caused a commotion among the residents on both sides of the road."Quiet!" Fleury, who was in charge of guarding the safety of Jerome Bonaparte, shouted loudly, and then ordered the soldiers who had been seconded by him from the Bourbon Palace to protect the President to maintain order.Facing the soldiers with bright bayonets, the residents remembered the massacre a few months ago, and they fell silent.The soldiers soon carve a road that also follows the same carriage.Jerome Bonaparte, who was standing on the steps, looked at the people under the steps. From their eyes, he saw curiosity, admiration..., he cleared his throat, waved his hand, and said, "I'm Jerome Bonaparte. Nabal is here to thank you for your support. Believe me, every vote you cast for me will bring you a million times the benefits! Please continue to support me and I will bring you victory!""Long live Napoleon, we want Poron!"The Bonapartists who were in the crowd immediately shouted."Long live Napoleon, we want Poron!"The residents on both sides of the road, led by the Bonapartists, also shouted.Amid the cheers of the residents, Jerome Bonaparte got into the carriage that Fleury bought from Princess Lievon.Pessini and Fleury also mounted their horses one after the other. The soldiers who were responsible for guarding the President's car were divided into two parts. They were one after the other to protect the safety of Jerome Bonaparte.The carriage traveled unimpeded from the Rhine Hotel to the Bourbon Palace on the south bank of the Seine.At this moment, the Bourbon Palace was already surrounded by two regiments of troops. Jerome Bonaparte, who was sitting on the carriage, learned from the mouths of the soldiers surrounding the carriage that the two regiments stationed here were the No. 1 in Paris. The troops of the division were stationed here under the orders of the division commander Changarnier.It seems that the guys in the party of Order are also afraid of Cavaignac's mutiny, and now even the army is used.Jerome Bonaparte thought to himself with a smile on the corner of his mouth.Under the order of Jerome Bonaparte, the carriage did not continue to go in, but stopped 300 meters away from the gate of the Bourbon Palace.The soldiers stationed outside the Bourbon Palace noticed the change in front of them, and their curiosity drove them to look in the direction of Jerome Bonaparte.When Persini and Fleury saw Jerome Bonaparte getting out of the car, they thought something had happened. They also got off and came to Jerome Bonaparte."Your Majesty!" Fleury wanted to remind Jerome Bonaparte that the time for his inaugural speech was approaching. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"Don't worry! We still have a lot of time to finish the last leg!" Jerome Bonaparte raised his hand to stop Fleury, he decided to walk the last leg.Pessini and Fleury looked at each other with a helpless expression.Jerome Bonaparte, who came to the soldiers slowly, imitated the tone of his uncle Napoleon that he learned from his father and said confidently: "Soldiers of the Republic, you have worked hard! You are the heroes of the Republic!"Jerome Bonaparte praised the soldiers present without hesitation. The soldiers who heard someone praise them for the first time couldn't help trembling all over. hero? What an ancient word, so ancient that they could only hear it in the mouths of their fathers!There was a hint of fanaticism in the eyes of the soldiers. In their eyes, Jerome Bonaparte was no longer a person, but a symbol of years and years.The emperor's nephew has returned, and the glory of the army will also return!Jerome Bonaparte, who had given the army a strong dose of medicine, once again took advantage of the victorious pursuit and stepped forward to hold an officer's hand.The officer who was held by Jerome Bonaparte also showed an excited expression: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... I...""Work hard! Glory, medals, I have everything you want here!" Jerome Bonaparte promised without waiting for the officer to finish speaking.The officer swallowed what he wanted to say, and Jerome Bonaparte brought the officer's hand and held the next officer again.The officer who was holding his hand showed an excited expression without taking a step, and even speaking was a little awkward.As for Cavaignac's promotion, they have long since forgotten about it.Military heart is available!
