Make France Great Again-Chapter 740 - 731 Finally Meet

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Chapter 740: Chapter 731 Finally Meet

Led by Mokar, Jerome Bonaparte arrived at the door of Empress Augusta’s bedroom.

"Mokar, why is Friedrich’s room together with Augusta’s room?" Jerome Bonaparte asked Mokar in a low voice.

"Your Majesty!"

Mokar smiled wryly and told Jerome Bonaparte that even before the birth of the Crown Prince, they had already arranged for a professional to handle the daily life of the Crown Prince.

However, Her Majesty the Empress and Princess Mathilde did not agree to have those people he found take care of Crown Prince Friedrich, insisting instead on taking turns to care for him themselves.

The bedroom originally established for Crown Prince Friedrich is still unoccupied, and the Crown Prince has moved into Empress Augusta’s room for easier care by Empress Augusta and Princess Mathilde.

"Isn’t this nonsense?" Jerome Bonaparte couldn’t help but mutter quietly.

Neither his wife Augusta nor his sister Mathilde had any experience with child-rearing.

Of course, many other members of the royal nobility also lacked experience in caring for children, so to Jerome Bonaparte, letting these noble ladies care for children seemed to ruin their childhood.

"Your Majesty, in fact, Her Majesty Empress Augusta and Her Highness Princess Mathilde have not done poorly... no, in some aspects, they are not far off from professionals!" Mokar couldn’t help but defend Empress Augusta and Princess Mathilde.

"Are you certain you’re not lying to me?" Jerome Bonaparte gazed doubtfully at Mokar; it was hard for him to believe that two ladies, unskilled in household duties, could competently handle the arduous task of caring for an infant.

"Your Majesty, I assure you!" Mokar quickly responded to Jerome Bonaparte, "If not for their sufficient talent and suitability for this work, I wouldn’t feel secure entrusting Her Highness the Crown Prince to them!"

In Mokar’s heart, the Empire’s most important person was Jerome Bonaparte alone, followed by Crown Prince Friedrich, with Empress Augusta and Princess Mathilde ranked after Friedrich, far behind him.

"I trust you!" Jerome Bonaparte patted Mokar’s shoulder and solemnly said.

Feeling Jerome Bonaparte’s trust, Mokar felt warmth in his heart and then reminded Jerome Bonaparte to enter the room quickly.

Jerome Bonaparte steeled himself and pushed the door open. Upon entering the bedroom, he immediately saw Augusta and Mathilde on the sofa, along with the little one cradled in Mathilde’s arms.

In almost an instant, Jerome Bonaparte’s gaze was deeply captivated by the little one, unable to look away.

I have a son! I have a son! Jerome Bonaparte shouted frantically in his heart.

At this moment, he felt connected to the world, tightly linked to the little one in his eyes.

Just as Jerome Bonaparte was lost in the joy of becoming a father, Mathilde’s sharp and biting voice reached his ear once more: "Oh! Isn’t this our Emperor? How come you’re back so soon!"

"Sister!" Mathilde’s taunting did not embarrass Jerome Bonaparte at all; instead, it filled him with a touch of emotion. The two people sitting in this room were the closest to him in the world (excluding the irresponsible Prince Monfort, whom Jerome Bonaparte had automatically disassociated from), those to whom he could cry out, "Augusta!"

"I’m back!" Jerome Bonaparte softly said as he approached Augusta and Mathilde.

After hearing Jerome Bonaparte’s words, Augusta immediately stood up, embraced him, and leaned her head on his chest.

Once dissatisfied and resentful towards Jerome Bonaparte... now all transformed into longing.

Princess Mathilde’s lips also curled into a smile, and she turned Friedrich’s body towards Jerome Bonaparte, addressing Friedrich, "Friedrich, quickly say welcome back!"

Friedrich only babbled, but he too showed a smile on his face.

Jerome Bonaparte and Empress Augusta hugged each other for a long time until Princess Mathilde gently coughed twice, prompting Empress Augusta and Jerome Bonaparte to release one another.

"Welcome back!" Empress Augusta gazed affectionately at Jerome Bonaparte and said.

Just as Jerome Bonaparte was joyously thinking he could escape criticism, Empress Augusta and Princess Mathilde immediately shifted their attitude to heavily criticize him.

Princess Mathilde accused Jerome Bonaparte of not being a responsible father, saying that if not for Pope Pius IX’s forthcoming visit, he wouldn’t have returned so early.

And although Empress Augusta didn’t scold Jerome Bonaparte with biting words like Princess Mathilde, her eyes, filled with resentment, stirred a sense of guilt within him.

Aware of his shortcomings, Jerome Bonaparte could only adopt his cousin’s strategy for dealing with Eugenie. He made no excuses for his actions, admitting his mistake in a roundabout way and promising not to let such things happen again.

Of course, the final guarantee can be said to be nonsense.

Having tasted the sweetness of prestige through the Crimean War, how could he possibly stay quietly in Paris?

As long as there is large-scale warfare, he would definitely act together with the General Staff.

Only by being with the army can he ensure his control over it.

If he let the General Staff make decisions at the front line on his behalf, then the power would gradually lean toward the General Staff.

This is exactly what happened in history with William II. When the last Chief of Staff loyal to him, Falkenhayn, was dismissed because of the Verdun meat grinder, the helpless William II appointed Hindenburg and Ludendorff, marking the beginning of his loss of control over the military.

The Emperor must protect his absolute control over the military at all times!

On the other hand, Augusta and Mathilde also don’t believe that Jerome Bonaparte will stay in Paris without moving.

After several years of living with Jerome Bonaparte, they had long understood his adventurous nature.

"Alas! In the future, when you conduct such affairs, can you explain everything thoroughly to us?" Princess Mathilde sighed, "Do you know what Augusta’s expression was when she learned you were going to the Crimea Peninsula?"

"It’s just that I want to end the battle quickly!" Jerome Bonaparte touched his nose, his face showing an awkward smile.

"Even so, you shouldn’t have!" Princess Mathilde continued to express Augusta’s complaint about Jerome Bonaparte, "If it weren’t for Duke Golitsyn from St. Petersburg this time, you probably wouldn’t have ended it so quickly!"

"Sometimes, when luck comes, it can’t be stopped!" Jerome Bonaparte shrugged and lamented to Mathilde: "However, Duke Golitsyn’s rebellion indeed speeded up our final victory!"

"By the way, how do you plan to handle the two governments of the Russian Empire?" Princess Mathilde inquired Jerome Bonaparte again.

"Sister, why are you asking that?" Jerome Bonaparte was momentarily taken aback and looked at Princess Mathilde with confusion.

"Some of my Russian friends have been asking me about this matter!" Princess Mathilde candidly said to Jerome Bonaparte: "They hope that the French Empire can help the Russian Empire completely eradicate the rebels in St. Petersburg!"

"Leave the matter of eradicating the rebels in St. Petersburg to their Alexander Your Majesty!" Jerome Bonaparte showed no interest in eradicating Golitsyn’s new government; he wished Russia would be reduced to ruins.

"And are you really planning to dismember the Russian Empire?" Princess Mathilde asked Jerome Bonaparte once more.

"Dismember? I haven’t dismembered anything!" Jerome Bonaparte responded confidently to Mathilde: "I’ve just returned Finland to Sweden, let Poland become independent again, and handed the Crimea Peninsula back to Ossman!"

"You’ve just made Russia spit out all its efforts over the past hundred years!" Mathilde replied to Jerome Bonaparte.

What does it matter to me! Jerome Bonaparte couldn’t help but think to himself.

Compared to the territories lost when the Russian Empire and the Soviet Union collapsed, he had been merciful enough.

In the 21st century, where Jerome Bonaparte’s former life was, the Russian Federation was the one truly slashed hard.

The once expansive Soviet Empire across the whole of Eurasia had become a "military power" mutually consuming with Ukraine.

If Peter the Great saw Russia 300 years later, he might be angered to death by it!

"As it stands, the main part of Russia has not been weakened and still has great potential!" Jerome Bonaparte replied to Mathilde, "As long as Russia can develop peacefully after the civil war, it can rise again!"

"Alas!" Princess Mathilde sighed for the fate of the Russian Empire.

"Oh, Augusta! If I remember correctly, my cheap brother-in-law’s wife seems to be the daughter of Tsar Nicolai, am I right?" Jerome Bonaparte suddenly remembered something and quickly asked Augusta.

Empress Augusta nodded.

"Did she ever say anything like that?" Jerome Bonaparte asked further.

"A few days ago, when she accompanied my brother to the Tuileries Palace, she had a conversation with me!" Empress Augusta replied to Jerome Bonaparte.

Afterward, Empress Augusta told Jerome Bonaparte that his brother and sister-in-law were at the Louvre Grand Hotel.