Chapter 355： Candidates for the Central Supervisory Agency

After some tossing between Jerome Bonaparte and Jean Dulles, the time soon came to December.

Jerome Bonaparte and Augusta, who had toured several important provinces in a disappointed mood, also returned to Paris.

After returning, Jerome Bonaparte seemed to have changed into a different person. He locked himself in his study all day, and issued an order that no one should approach him during this time.

When she was hungry, she asked Virnia to get her some food, and when she was sleepy, she lay down on the table and went to sleep.

If there are documents that need urgent processing, the secretarial office can directly hand over the documents to Virnia.

Forgot to mention, the current Virnia still serves as the full-time secretary of Jerome Bonaparte, and also serves as the female officer of Queen Augusta.

Augusta, who had been in the palace since childhood, naturally understood the relationship between Jerome Bonaparte and Vernia. Augusta understood that it was absolutely impossible for the emperor to devote all his body and mind to himself.

Instead of letting him mess around in the dark, it's better to take the initiative to be generous and keep everything under control.

The wise she chose to turn Virnia into an ally.

First, Virnia was only 14 years old. In the days when he was with Jerome Bonaparte, Augusta found that Jerome Bonaparte did not like younger girls, so Virnia said It will take a few years to develop.

The second is the external threat of the Marquise of Allais and Eugenie. Compared with Virnia, these two people are obviously more threatening.

For the above two reasons, Augusta maintained a tacit attitude towards all of Virnia's actions.

This situation continued for several days, neither Virnia nor Augusta could figure out why the emperor became so sullen after returning to Paris, they put Jerome Bonaparte's The situation told Mathilde Bonaparte, who had left Paris.

Mathilde, who received news of her brother from other provinces, immediately rushed back to the Tuileries Palace by train.

"Where is the Emperor now?" Mathilde, who rushed into the Tuileries Palace, quickly asked Jerome Bonaparte's residence.

Augusta took Mathilde to the entrance of the study, pointed to the room and whispered to Mathilde: "Your Majesty, no one except Virnia is allowed to enter the study during this time! "

"It's really worrying!" Mathilde knocked gently on the study door.

"I didn't tell you! Don't bother me!" said Jerome Bonaparte impatiently.

Mathilde opened the door without saying a word and entered the study.

Mathilde, who entered the study, turned her head and saw the emperor, who was lying lazily on the sofa and yawning constantly.

The arrival of Mathilde made Jerome Bonaparte quickly put his feet back on the ground and his body straightened involuntarily.

"Sister? Why are you here?" Jerome Bonaparte glanced at Mathilde suspiciously, and then at Augusta next to Mathilde, he immediately understood: "Is it Gusta called you!"

"Your Majesty, what exactly stimulated you!" Mathilde said to Jerome Bonaparte with a sarcastic emphasis: "Or do you want to be completely isolated from the world!"

"I..." Jerome Bonaparte was startled, then shook his head and said, "I'm fine!"

"Then why did you lock yourself in the room?" Mathilde asked rhetorically.

"This... I'm thinking!" Jerome Bonaparte explained.

"Thinking? Thinking about what?" Mathilde Bonaparte asked again.

"Think about what kind of method can be used to make the executive order can be conveyed accurately and accurately, instead of being distorted like agricultural policy!"

The grassroots research in November gave Jerome Bonaparte a wake-up call, even if he repeatedly set the threshold to raise the cost of bureaucratic distortions, it still could not stop the local bureaucrats from taking action.

Without a suitable monitoring tool, it is obviously unreliable to just rely on the autonomous initiative and social morality of the bureaucratic class.

"Why care so much! As long as the policy can be implemented, it's fine!" Mathilde obviously did not have the same sense of urgency as Jerome Bonaparte. In her opinion, Bourbon and the Orleans dynasty are not just a day away. one day.

How come there are so many things happening to them?

"If every policy is distorted, it will drain our prestige and our position in the hearts of the people of Paris! I don't want to build an empire with a short lifespan!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Augusta: "I I don't think you would like to see that our children cannot inherit the throne!"

"Then what are you going to do?" said Augusta to Jerome Bonaparte.

"A competent regulator!" said Jerome Bonaparte to Augusta.

"Qualified regulators?" Augusta and Mathilde said in unison.

"No! We must ensure a qualified supervisory agency that can supervise the situation in the provinces! No one is more suitable for this position than the republican!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Mathilde with a smile on the corner of his mouth. .

"Republicans? No! They will overthrow us!" Augusta disagreed with Jerome Bonaparte.

A monarch appoints a republican guy to supervise, it sounds a little funny.

"Augusta, the current France is no longer a traditional autocratic monarchy, but a monarchy under a republic! Autocracy will inevitably give way to a republic. This is the trend of history!" Jerome Bonaparte's tone could not allow any compromise. said.

In the 21st century, except for some monarchies in Southeast Asia and the Middle East, most monarchies have completely overtaken the republican monarchy. This is a historical trend and does not allow any possibility of change.

Even Jérôme Bonaparte didn't play a role in this aspect. He could only strengthen the French people's sense of identity with Bonaparte as much as possible, so as to gradually transition to the republic and monarchy.

Afterwards, Jerome Bonaparte turned around and said, "However, our next generation will still have some rights as a monarch. The next generation can only be left to God!"

"Since you already feel that doing this will help consolidate the Bonaparte family's rule over France, then do it!" Mathilde said to Jerome Bonaparte, she chose to trust her brother.

Immediately afterwards, Augusta also chose to support Jerome Bonaparte's actions. She didn't like the republican faction, but she just did the responsibility of a wife.

"Staying in the study for so many days! My body is rusting!" Jerome Bonaparte got up from the sofa, yawning and stretching his arms.

"Okay! It's time for me to go too!" Seeing that the matter was resolved, Mathilde turned and left. Jerome Bonaparte and Augusta sent Mathilde out of the Tuileries Palace, Watch Mathilde leave.

After Mathilde's carriage slowly left the Tuileries Palace, Jerome Bonaparte turned to Augusta and said, "I'm really sorry! You have been worried about me recently because of me. !"

"It's nothing!" Augusta said with a slight smile, she tightly clasped Jerome Bonaparte's left hand with her right hand and said: "If you have any unpleasantness in the future, can you discuss it with me! I'm so worried!"

"Yeah!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded.

The two smiled at each other and stood for a long time under the sunset.

…

In the early morning of December 8, the dense fog completely shrouded the whole of Paris, and the whole world seemed to have become a vast expanse of white.

Along with the fog, there were also bursts of cold snaps, which forced people living in Paris to cuddle up and walk cautiously on the streets of Paris near the wall, listening carefully to the sound of horses' hooves in the fog.

It was in such extremely bad weather that a black carriage drove out of the Tuileries Palace.

The carriage drove along the Champs-Elysée to the banks of the Seine, then turned around and continued on both sides of the Seine.

After about ten minutes of walking, the carriage finally came to a shared mansion.

The carriage slowly opened, and Jerome Bonaparte, wearing a brown-yellow wool coat and a black apron around his neck, got off.

Augusta also got off right behind.

Looking at the old mansion by the street in front of him, Augusta asked suspiciously, "Is the person you're looking for here?"

"That's right!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded firmly.

Jerome Bonaparte and Augusta came to the door of the apartment, and he gently shook the doorbell.

After a while, an old woman with a slightly plump body opened the door and said impatiently, "Who is it!"

"I'm here for Monsieur Alfred Darimon!" said Jerome Bonaparte with a smile.

Perhaps because of the black apron, the landlady did not realize that the person in front of her was the Emperor of the Empire.

She still put on a bored face, and muttered softly, "Really! Come in!"

Jerome Bonaparte and Augusta entered the mansion. They were led by the landlady to a room on the fourth floor. They knocked on the door and said, "Open the door! You have a guest! Open the door!"

After a while, a middle-aged man with a slightly haggard face opened the door. Judging from his appearance, he was about 30 years old. At this moment, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and it seemed that he had not been in a day. Sleeping, the whole person knows that he is extremely sluggish.

"Who is it?" The middle-aged man also showed an impatient expression.

When he saw the two people behind the current landlady, he quickly woke up.

"You...you..." Alfred Darimon said in a trembling voice.

"Mr. Darimon, we meet again!" Jerome Bonaparte said with a kind smile on the corner of his mouth: "I wonder if you would let my wife and I come into your room and sit down! Reminiscing!"

"Please... come in quickly!"

Upon seeing this, Darimon hurriedly invited Jerome Bonaparte and Augusta into the room.

The door of the room closed again, leaving only the landlady standing at the entrance to recall the appearance of the two of them. She always felt that she had seen the two of them somewhere.