Chapter 45： Tocqueville and London

"Dong dong dong!"

A crisp knock on the door "awakened" Tocqueville, who was picking up his work notes. He raised his head and glanced at the oak door, and responded calmly:

"Please come in!"

The door made of oak slowly opened, a green face appeared at the door, and he carried a file bag made of cowhide and said respectfully: "Mr. Tocqueville, we should disembark! "

"I see, Lale!" Tocqueville nodded and continued to pack the remaining items into his luggage.

Lale hurried to Tocqueville to help Tocqueville clean up.

Afterwards, carrying Tocqueville's luggage on his shoulders, the two walked back and forth along the stairs in the cabin to the plywood.

The sailboat slowly anchored at one of the docks, and Tocqueville and Lale, led by the sailors, jumped into a small boat and left the sailboat.

The boat carried Tocqueville and Lale across the river and came to the berth closest to the sailboat.

Tocqueville, who had both feet on the land of the United Kingdom, looked at the thick white smoke from the smoke exhaust in the distance, and his eyes were full of praise.

In his view, it is because of the free trade that the United Kingdom promotes that the United Kingdom can move forward at an unparalleled speed.

France, which has been in political chaos for more than 30 years, has fallen a lot. They must catch up to keep from being left behind.

As a conservative revolutionary, Tocqueville also envied the United Kingdom's political system in the past, but now he believes that the new French Republic will be able to catch up with the United Kingdom.

As Tocqueville's interim secretary, Lale looked around as he set foot on United Kingdom soil for the first time.

For him, this country, which has had a "great hatred" with France for hundreds of years, is worthy of in-depth observation and understanding.

If there is a chance, he also wants to write a book that can make a sensation in Paris like Mr. Tocqueville.

At that time, the door of the same high society will naturally open to Lalai without Lalai doing it himself.

[There are only two ways to enter the upper class in the 19th century. One is a born noble or a wealthy person who has struggled for several generations. 's article and become a guest of the salon! After entering the attention of the upper class, he became a member of the parliament and established himself completely in the upper class. 】

However, these are just short-lived ambitions of Laleigh. The most important thing now is to follow Mr. Tocqueville to the necessary destination, and then successfully complete the task.

You must know that this job was a hard-earned job for him. If it weren't for his father, a lawyer who happened to be familiar with Mr. Tocqueville, his mother was a noble lady, and he happened to be an intern in the diplomatic service, this job would not be possible at all. into his hands.

A Paris with a radish and a pit has no extra space for him at all. He has to **** all the resources that can be snatched.

Lalé once again remembered what his lawyer father had told him before he left: If circumstances permit, try to contact the Bonaparte family.

"Lalai! Lale!" Mr. Tocqueville's voice aroused Lale from his memory.

After regaining his senses, Lale hurriedly apologized to Tocqueville: "I'm really sorry! This is my first time in Britain!"

"Don't you think it's very shocking!" Tocqueville was not angry because of Lale's distraction. With a smile, he walked to Lale's face and gently pressed his arm on Lale's shoulder. When I first arrived here, I was also shocked by everything here, but I have always believed that with our efforts, France will be like Britain!"

Tocqueville stared firmly at the slowly falling sunset in the distance.

"I believe it too!" Lale didn't have the idea of ​​"saving the country and the people" like Tocqueville.

Then, Laleigh asked a realistic question: "Mr. Tocqueville, where are we going now? Do we still have to visit the United Kingdom's foreign affairs department?"

"No!" Tocqueville shook his head, with a hint of complaint in his tone: "We came to the United Kingdom to talk to the Bonaparte family under the order of the Lamartine administration, and other things are not out of our control!"

"Then shall we go now?" Lale asked again.

"No!" Tocqueville rejected: "Let's find a place to live now, and then go to the Bonaparte family's mansion in the United Kingdom!"

Laleigh and Tocqueville called a carriage outside the pier and told the coachman they were going to a hotel near King St James' Street in London's West End.

The two who negotiated the price got into the carriage, and the carriage carried them through the downtown area of ​​East London.

In the downtown area, Tocqueville was surprised to find that many police officers who only existed in the West District actually appeared in the East District They were holding muskets and gathered in groups. This phenomenon is really rare. See.

Could it be that there have also been riots in London?

Tocqueville, who was on the boat, did not know about the petition movement of the Charterists, but this did not prevent him from making reasonable inferences based on the existing situation.

The messy barricades on the bridge further confirmed Tocqueville's conjecture as the carriage passed London Bridge at the junction of the East and West.

Is not even Britain spared?

Tocqueville mourns the future between the two classes in the French Republic.

Across London Bridge is the West End. The carriage passed through St. Martin's Church, Picardia Street, and Trafalgar Park to King St. James' Street, and stopped in front of a hotel on King's Street.

Larry and Tocqueville got off the carriage, and Larry took out the silver coins that had been exchanged and handed them over to the coachman.

"May God bless you! Two generous gentlemen!" The coachman who took the silver coin left with a smile.

The two entered the hotel together and checked in under the reception of the hotel owner.

Tocqueville, whose luggage was placed in the hotel, ordered Lale to inquire about the Bonaparte family's residence.

Laleigh left the hotel and inquired on King St. James's Street alone. Tocqueville once again unpacked and carried out his works in the hotel.

After more than an hour passed, Lale finally returned to the hotel.

"Mr. Tocqueville!" The panting Lalei swallowed and responded, "I heard it! The place where Louis Napoleon is is very close!"

Lale came to the window and pointed to a mansion in the distance.

"That's the Louis Mansion!"