Make France Great Again-Chapter 860 - 851: Dealing with My Cousin
Jerome Bonaparte looked at Marcel Yale’s hesitant expression and knew that among the people acting as the Kingdom of Britain’s secret agents, there might be someone Marcel Yale dared not provoke.
For someone to make Marcel Yale appear hesitant, it had to be someone within the Tuileries Palace, or a prince from the Bonaparte Clan.
Sure enough, Marcel Yale gritted his teeth and said to Jerome Bonaparte, "Your Majesty, the people involved in the case include Prince Pierre Bonaparte and Prince Monfort!"
"What?!!!" Jerome Bonaparte’s face displayed a shocked expression. He wasn’t surprised at Pierre Bonaparte’s "betrayal" but rather at his father, Prince Monfort.
To be fair, aside from not granting his father power, Jerome Bonaparte had never deprived him of honors; he hadn’t shortchanged him financially either.
Even Prince Monfort himself said: living a life where he could eat and drink idly and occasionally go to the Senate to cast a vote wasn’t bad at all.
Why would he want to connect with Britain? Could it be he wishes to overthrow his own son from being Emperor of France?
Jerome Bonaparte, who was initially as steady as a rock, was unprepared for his father’s sudden betrayal, and his expression became dazed.
Seeing this, Marcel Yale hastily added to Jerome Bonaparte, "Your Majesty, this matter doesn’t really have much to do with Prince Monfort himself!"
"Doesn’t have much to do!" Jerome Bonaparte snapped back to attention, his tone becoming stern, "Marcel, explain to me clearly what exactly is going on?"
Marcel Yale responded to Jerome Bonaparte, stating that the connection with Britain was not Prince Monfort himself but a new English lover he had.
Investigations by the National Intelligence Bureau indicated this English lover was a spy sent by the Kingdom of Britain.
Her purpose was to get close to the Bonaparte Clan to extract useful intelligence.
However, because Britain itself did not emphasize the training of spies, this English woman caught the attention of the National Intelligence Bureau.
"So that’s how it is!" Jerome Bonaparte muttered softly, and his tense face immediately relaxed.
If even his own father opposed him, then as Emperor, he really needed to self-reflect.
"That’s right!" Marcel Yale nodded to Jerome Bonaparte.
"Is my cousin Pierre Bonaparte also involved in this way?" Jerome Bonaparte questioned again.
Marcel Yale responded to Jerome Bonaparte with a heavy tone, "According to our intelligence, Prince Pierre Bonaparte seemed to have actively contacted them to become a spy for Britain!
Not only that, but Pierre Bonaparte also seems to have connections with the Orleans Clan in London!"
After hearing Marcel Yale’s words, Jerome Bonaparte’s lips curled into a cold smile, and he cynically remarked, "Pierre Bonaparte is really a good cousin of mine! Seeing he can’t get what he wants from me, he turns around to hook up with the Orleans Royal Family!"
Jerome Bonaparte paused for a moment, then turned to ask Marcel Yale, "Marcel, what position do you think the Orleans Royal Family might promise him? Prime Minister or Cabinet Minister?"
"I do not know!" Marcel Yale replied to Jerome Bonaparte.
"I guess it might be a Cabinet Minister!" Jerome Bonaparte spoke to himself, "The Orleans Royal Family is always generous in this respect!"
Marcel Yale remained silent.
"I will handle Pierre Bonaparte and my father myself!" Jerome Bonaparte lightly tapped the table and reorganized his words toward Marcel Yale, "As for the rest, your National Intelligence Bureau will handle it yourselves!
If you can entice them to serve France, then try to do so.
If not, make their deaths look like an accident.
Do you understand?"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Marcel Yale said to Jerome Bonaparte with a serious expression.
After that, Marcel Yale stood up and took his leave from Jerome Bonaparte.
"By the way! There’s one more thing!" Jerome Bonaparte extended his hand into the air, making a stopping gesture.
Marcel Yale sat back down, waiting for Jerome Bonaparte’s next command, "From tomorrow, begin screening the mistresses of the Cabinet Ministers one by one to see if there are any spies sent by other countries among them.
Don’t spare the Bonaparte Clan either, make sure you investigate thoroughly!"
"Your Majesty, should this investigation be conducted secretly?" Marcel Yale inquired of Jerome Bonaparte.
If it’s not carried out secretly, he feared his life might be inexplicably lost one day.
"Of course, it’s a secret investigation!" Jerome Bonaparte replied to Marcel Yale irritably, "Unless you want to arouse the public’s outrage!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Marcel Yale bowed to Jerome Bonaparte and left.
In the dead of night.
Physically and mentally exhausted, Jerome Bonaparte returned to his room, where Augusta was lying in bed reading a book.
When Jerome Bonaparte gradually approached Empress Augusta, she noticed his odd demeanor and put down her book, asking, "What’s wrong? You don’t look well at all! Did something happen?"
"Indeed!" Jerome Bonaparte recounted Marcel Yale’s words to Augusta.
Empress Augusta’s face also showed shock after hearing it, and then she complained, "Cousin, how could he! How could he do such a thing? Doesn’t he know that seeking refuge with the Orleans will not lead to being valued?"
Indeed, how could a traitor of the House of Bonaparte be valued by the Orleans?
Pierre Bonaparte, who could betray the Bonaparte Clan, could also betray the Orleans.
"Perhaps he just wants some temporary thrill!" Jerome Bonaparte’s face showed a mocking expression, "Our House of Bonaparte always produces a bunch of people with high aspirations but limited abilities!
They think they’re omnipotent, but in reality, their abilities are insufficient to even be a low-ranking official.
And they still want to become a Cabinet Minister!"
"And you!" Empress Augusta also criticized Jerome Bonaparte.
"What about me?" Jerome Bonaparte was stunned for a few seconds before asking Augusta.
"You should also reflect on yourself a little!" Augusta gently tapped Jerome Bonaparte’s forehead twice.
"Am I wrong?" Jerome Bonaparte asked Augusta.
"You are indeed right!" Augusta nodded to Jerome Bonaparte and said, "But have you ever thought that your arrangements are not good for the members of the Bonaparte Clan!"
"What’s wrong with it!" Jerome Bonaparte spread his hands and complained helplessly to Empress Augusta, "I’ve already given every member of the family the appropriate amount of money, and I didn’t even mind if they accepted bribes within reason! Isn’t this good enough? Do I have to assign each one of them a position and even assign their dogs to become special police dogs for the police station to consider it good for them?"
Upon hearing Jerome Bonaparte’s complaint, Augusta smiled slightly and comforted him, "Alright! I know being an Emperor is hard for you!"
"You know! They don’t know!" Jerome Bonaparte complained again, "My cousins only see that as Emperor, I can do whatever I want!
Don’t they see how much I’ve sacrificed for this throne!
The power I have now didn’t just appear out of thin air after I became Emperor.
The throne is merely a decoration, if I hadn’t gone to Crimea to suppress the military leaders, if I hadn’t stabilized employment during wartime... then how many people would truly submit to me!
My cousins are a bunch who want to enjoy power without serving it.
If I were to hand over power to them, I bet the entire Empire would collapse within ten years!"
"Alright! Don’t be upset! I know you work hard!" Empress Augusta comforted Jerome Bonaparte like coaxing a child, "Since you know about cousin’s matter, what do you plan to do?"
"I don’t know!" Jerome Bonaparte replied to Empress Augusta with a bitter smile, "I can’t possibly execute him in front of everyone!"
"That is indeed a tricky issue!" Augusta also fell into thought, and after a while, her eyes lit up, and she said to Jerome Bonaparte, "We can expel Pierre Bonaparte from Paris!"
"Under what reason!" Jerome Bonaparte retorted, "We can’t accuse him of being a spy, can we! That would damage the reputation of the Bonaparte Clan."
"You can appoint him as an ambassador to a country!" Augusta replied to Jerome Bonaparte, "In this way, it effectively exiles him from Paris!"
"But this morning, I had already firmly refused to bend the rules for Pierre Bonaparte!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Empress Augusta.
"Leave it to me!" Augusta replied to Jerome Bonaparte, "I’ll invite Pierre Bonaparte’s wife over tomorrow, and inform Pierre Bonaparte of his appointment through her."
"That’s indeed a solution! But, to which country should I appoint him as ambassador?" Jerome Bonaparte pondered the suitable countries in his mind.
"How about as the Wurttemberg Envoy?" Empress Augusta suggested to Jerome Bonaparte.
"No!" Jerome Bonaparte shook his head and rejected Augusta, "Wurttemberg is one of the French Empire’s most important allies, I think sending him to Florence would be more suitable!"
