Chapter 41： Prime Minister Russell

May 11, 1848.

A black carriage with gilt trim and windows covered by a curtain of dark blue crepe was dragged by two tall brown-yellow horses out of London and headed for Windsor Castle in Berkshire County, southeastern England.

As soon as the carriage left London, it galloped down a country road paved with gravel and cement. The slightly bumpy road was flanked by emerald green lawns, where cattle and sheep strolled leisurely in groups. The little shepherd lay leisurely on the lawn and looked up at the blue sky that had not been eroded by industrialization.

There are rows of houses in the distance, and there are repeated cooking smoke rising above some houses. If you listen to the wind, you can hear the bells of the church in the distance. Compared with the industrialized London, the countryside. The time seems to be stuck in the Middle Ages.

The true portrayal of the dualistic social system of the city and the countryside is vividly displayed in the United Kingdom in the 19th century, where you can't feel the breath of industrialization at all, and you can't feel the sour thinking that permeates the air. Less than pm2.5 white "dust".

The countryside full of environmentalism has also become the private plot of many aristocrats.

The owner of the carriage was Lord Russell. At this time, he was staring at the scenery outside the window through the dark blue curtain. The rural scenery did not make Lord Russell feel comfortable, but the dark blue eyes revealed that endless worries.

The vigorous "petition" movement of the Chartist movement made Lord Russell exhausted. During this period of time, he had to accept inquiries from the property owners in the House of Representatives, and at the same time tried to eliminate the influence of the "petition" movement.

Russell knew that there were some ministers and MPs in the Cabinet and the House who secretly accused themselves of being weak to the mob, and claimed that the original Lord Russell should not have agreed to the bill (referring to the ten-hour work system).

For such phenomena, Lord Russell can only choose to hide it, because he understands that even if he loses his temper in the House of Lords, it will not solve the current problem.

Besides, a patchwork cabinet and parliament really can't stand the big toss, or it may face the temporary collapse of the cabinet like the last time, and the mob seized the opportunity to force the government to sign the conditions that the government was unwilling to sign.

The lessons of the fall of the previous cabinet gave Lord Russell an "unforgettable" memory.

This time he is going to accept an inquiry from Windsor Castle, to be precise, an inquiry from Prince Albert.

Since the start of the "petition" movement, Victoria, who originally lived in Buckingham Palace, followed the lesson of the unfortunate Louis XVI next door during the Great Revolution, and the family urgently moved out of Buckingham Palace to Windsor Castle.

After the carriage carrying the political heads of the most powerful countries in the world traveled for about 4 hours, the speed of the carriage slowly slowed down.

"Your Excellency, we are here!"

The reminder from the coachman made Lord Russell, who was about to fall asleep, open his eyes. Through the window curtain, Lord Russell saw a castle. The castle was surrounded by a layer of walls more than 6 or 7 meters high. Choke the London waterways. Located in the east and north of the castle is an open terraced terrain with a wide field of vision, which was a strategic location in the Middle Ages.

Now that Britain dominates the whole world, this strategic location has become a decoration.

Led by the royal guards, the carriage slowly entered the core area through the Norman Gate, and stopped in front of a castle.

With John Brown on standby, Lord Russell entered a study in the castle.

"The Prince and His Majesty will be here soon, His Excellency the Prime Minister can wait a moment!" John Brown saluted Lord Russell and left.

There was only Lord Russell left in the study. Lord Russell knew that it must be a conspiracy from Albert. That guy from Germany was never a fuel-efficient lamp.

Minutes and seconds passed, and there was also a wave in Lord Russell's calm heart.

The study slowly opened, and Prince Albert and Queen Victoria appeared in bright red military uniforms.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Lord Russell got up and bowed his head to Albert, taking a hint of flattery.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister!" Prince Albert nodded slightly to the Lord.

Victoria and Albert sat on one side of the sofa, and Lord Russell sat opposite Prince Albert.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, we called you here today just to ask about the recent situation in London!" Albert asked Lord Russell "casually".

"The mob in the London area has disappeared under the joint suppression of the police and vigilantes! London has not suffered too much impact, and the City Hall and the Cabinet are all running well?" Lord Russell hurriedly reported to Albert.

"So! Can we go back to London?" Prince Albert asked again.

"I'm afraid not yet!" Lord Russell shook his head and responded.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, didn't you say that the mob has disappeared?" Prince Albert asked pretending not to know.

"The newspapers headed by the "Polaris" are still attacking the government, and the royal family's rash presence in London may cause some unnecessary disputes!" Lord Russell said politely.

At this time, London residents did not know that the royal family ran from Buckingham Palace to Windsor Castle overnight.

If you let them know, I am afraid that the mobs will directly point their finger at the royal family.

"Then just ban them all!" Queen Victoria said bluntly.

"Your Majesty, this is not in line with the rules of the United Kingdom!" Lord Russell explained patiently: "If you rush to ban I am afraid it will cause the situation to escalate!"

"And..." Lord Russell glanced at Albert and said hesitantly: "Many newspapers used the name of "Bonaparte" to attack the government...and the royal family and Bonaparte..."

"Mr. Russell, do you mean that the royal family condoned Bonaparte to attack the government?" Albert said a little displeased: "I can guarantee that no matter what happens, the royal family has no reason to go against the government's policy!"

"Could it be that Bonaparte made an assertion..." Lord Russell asked again.

"I don't know about that!" Albert responded: "The royal family is not Mr. Bonaparte's nanny, and we have no obligation to take care of him from time to time."

"Then... what should I do with Mr. Bonaparte, who is being held in detention?" Lord Russell asked again.

"Huh? M. Bonaparte was actually imprisoned?" Albert asked in confusion, "Did he not reveal his identity?"

In the London Detention Center, only poor ghosts can be detained, but gentlemen cannot be detained.

Not to mention high-class nobles like Bonaparte.

"No!" Lord Russell said helplessly.

"This slick!" Prince Albert cursed in German. In his opinion, Jerome Bonaparte was using this method to keep himself out of public opinion.

"So are we going to let him go?" Lord Russell asked again.

"Then everything should be done in accordance with the laws of the United Kingdom!" Albert said drippingly: "I remember that the period of detention is one week! Let him stay there honestly!"

The conclusion of Jerome Bonaparte's acquittal set the tone in a few words between Prime Minister Russell and Albert.