Make France Great Again

In the next few days, the "social democrats" in the Legislative Assembly criticized Jerome Bonaparte's order to strengthen press censorship, so that what should have been a sacred and majestic legislative place now became Went to the vegetable market, and every meeting always ended in a chaotic scene.

What makes people feel even more abnormal is that during the period of criticism by the "social democrats", the commentators from the government showed no sign of refutation. They always responded with the attitude of "one ear goes in and the other ear goes out."

After several days of debate and rejection of proposals again and again, the "social democrats" knew that abolishing press censorship was no longer possible, and they had no choice but to give up attacking the government on press censorship.

At this moment, I don’t know which little cutie (bastard) delivered a message to the Legislative Assembly: the Bank of France remitted 30 million francs to Société Générale for agricultural revitalization loans.

After receiving the news, the "Republican" MPs were so excited that they asked the government to hand over a specific budget plan for the 30 million franc agricultural revitalization loan.

If the government cannot submit a reasonable plan, then the "social democrats" will impeach the government.

When the news from the Bourbon Palace was delivered to the Department of Agriculture and Industry and Commerce, Bife, who was sitting in the minister's office enjoying the long-lost tranquility, was momentarily confused.

He didn't know where the Legislative Assembly got this news from. More importantly, he didn't receive this so-called agricultural revitalization loan at all.

After Bife thought carefully, he determined that the so-called 30 million francs must be related to the person in the Elysee Palace, and he had to go to the Elysee Palace.

It was already evening, and the weather in Paris was getting colder day by day. The setting sun swayed my last haste and put a fiery red ribbon on the sky.

Dark night is coming!

Under the glow of sunset, a carriage drove out from the Ministry of Agriculture and Commerce at high speed. The carriage passed through the streets with dense crowds and arrived at the right bank of the Seine. After walking along the bank of the Seine for about 5 minutes, it turned right and entered the Champs Elysees. Then along the Avenue des Champs-Elysees to the end of the road, the Elysée Palace appeared directly in front of the carriage.

The carriage slowly stopped at the gate of the Elysée Palace. The guards guarding the gate looked at each other after seeing the logo of the Ministry of Agriculture and Commerce marked on the carriage. One of the guards came to the carriage with a cannon, and the guard tapped gently with his hand. Walking into the carriage, the yellow curtain hanging in the carriage unfolded, and the figure of Minister Bife appeared in the carriage.

After a while, the carriage door opened. Minister Biffe walked down slowly, pointed to the closed door of the Elysee Palace and asked the guard kindly: "Why don't you open it? Does it mean that the President is no longer inside?"

The guard explained to Minister Bife: "Your Excellency, the President ordered us to close the Elysée Palace. No one is allowed to speak without his order!"

"Does it mean that even we ministers are not allowed?" Bife showed a puzzled expression, expressing his confusion about the president's behavior.

There was a hesitant look on the guard's face. Before Minister Biffe arrived, Railways Minister Morny, Police Religion Mauppard, War Minister Saint-Arnault, Public Works Minister Pesini and Justice Minister Ruet all entered the Elysée Palace. among.

Logically speaking, it would be no big deal for the minister to enter, but these people were specially approved by the president to enter the Elysée Palace, and Minister Biffe in front of him did not seem to be approved.

Did the president forget?

The guard secretly thought that there might really be something wrong with the president.

"Your Excellency Minister, please wait a moment! I will go and report immediately!" The guard decided to inquire about the situation inside the Elysee Palace first.

"Yeah!" Bife nodded, standing alone in the sunset and waiting.

The guard trotted all the way to the office director Mokar.

At this time, Mokar is holding a stack of files called "Rubicon", and now he is about to go to the book to deliver the files.

[Rubicon: The name of a river in Italy. In 49 BC, Caesar crossed the river to fight Pompey. Later he became the spokesman for major actions and the burning of boats. 】

After the guard reported Bife's situation to Mokar, Mokar was also a little confused. In his memory, the president did not invite Bife over.

"Director, what should we do?" the guard asked Mokar.

"You wait here for a while, I'll go in and ask!" Mokar responded to the guard.

The guards were now waiting in place, and Mokar entered the room holding the file.

When Mokar placed the files on the square table, he leaned in front of Jerome Bonaparte and reported the news to Jerome Bonaparte.

Jérôme Bonaparte also had doubts on his face after hearing the news about Mokar.

Bifei didn't come earlier or later, but he just came at this juncture.

Is this unintentional or is there another hidden agenda?

Jerome Bonaparte still decided to meet with Biffet and asked Mokar to take Biffet to a separate room.

Mokar left after receiving the order. Jérôme Bonaparte opened the "Lubica" file and saw the task requirements that had been divided in the file into their respective hands.

After receiving their tasks, everyone showed solemn expressions on their faces.

"Everyone, this is your task after 12 o'clock tonight!" Jérôme Bonaparte solemnly said to everyone present: "Please be sure to complete them! Every step we take will determine our The fate of the future! This is a life-and-death struggle, and once action is taken, no mistakes will be allowed!"

"Yes!" Everyone present responded to Jérôme Bonaparte with serious expressions.

"Minister Saint-Arnault!" Jérôme Bonaparte turned his gaze to Saint-Arnault and said, "Your mission is the most important of all, so I hope you can be more cautious!"

"Understood!" Saint Arnaud certainly understood the heavy responsibility he shouldered.

If he fails, the entire coup plan will fall short.

By that time, I'm afraid I can only leave the army in despair.

For the sake of his own future, Saint-Arnault will never allow himself to deviate in the slightest.

After Jérôme Bonaparte had arranged everyone's tasks, Mokar entered the room again and reported to Jérôme Bonaparte that Bife had arrived.

"I know!" Jérôme Bonaparte nodded to Mokar, then turned to the coup group present to express that he was leaving for a while.

Under the leadership of Mokar, Jérôme Bonaparte came to the living room on the third floor. He opened the door of the living room and saw Bife in the living room.

"Minister Biffet!" Jérôme Bonaparte shook hands with Minister Biffet with a smile on his face.

Biffet and Jérôme Bonaparte were sitting on adjacent sofas, talking.

"Your Excellency, may I venture to ask what happened along the way? Why did I see so many soldiers in your courtyard!" Minister Biffe asked Jérôme Bonaparte in an anxious mood.

Jérôme Bonaparte did not answer Biffet's question directly, but instead said to Biffet in a friendly tone: "Mr. Biffet, we have been doing business for more than a year!"

"Yeah!" Minister Biffe nodded. He once again recalled the meeting where he begged the president not to reveal his face because the cross-dressing incident was exposed, and he couldn't help showing a look of shame.

"I don't know, what do you think of me?" Jerome Bonaparte said in a frivolous tone.

"You saved France from the economic whirlpool!" Biffet praised Jérôme Bonaparte.

Jérôme Bonaparte's scaled-down version of Roosevelt's revitalization plan indeed pulled France out of its economic low ebb faster than in history. High-speed infrastructure construction has enabled France's economic growth to grow steadily and steadily.

Of course, such means of stimulating the economy are not endless, especially since France is still in the bi-standard stage. The rash use of Keynesianism will only prevent the entire French economic system from collapsing.

If not used, such accelerated industrialization will inevitably lead to a large-scale economic crisis.

The economic crisis faced by the enterprise would completely overwhelm the entire empire.

In the final analysis, the current rapid growth is just poison wrapped in honey.

When the honey is gone, the poison takes effect.

"But we are now facing a major hidden danger! This kind of economic growth is just using the government to take the lead to forcibly stimulate economic growth!" Jérôme Bonaparte said "worriedly": "It's like being eaten by the government Just like opium, after the effects of opium are over, our economy will return to its original shape in an instant! Just like the railway craze in Britain!"

"Ah!" Minister Biffey certainly understood the impact of Britain's railway fever.

"It's not that there is no solution!" Jérôme Bonaparte changed the subject: "It's just that they may not give me such a long time! You have also seen that the parliament has been opposing my re-election plan! They are afraid of the people, they are even afraid of the surname Bonaparte!"

At this time, Jérôme Bonaparte thought and did not continue to hide his ambition: "I have decided to overthrow this illegal parliament, and then let the entire French people choose my fate!"

Until now, Biffe finally understood why Jérôme Bonaparte deployed so many soldiers at the Elysee Palace.

Biffe, who was stunned by the news about Jérôme Bonaparte, subconsciously said: "Your Excellency, your coup is not in accordance with the constitution!"

"Constitution?" Jerome Bonaparte said disdainfully, "The constitution must also comply with the opinions of all the French people! If all the French people think that the constitution is inconsistent with it, then we have the obligation to overthrow them! Minister Biffe, are you willing? join us!"

Jerome Bonaparte extended an olive branch to Biffet.

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