Make France Great Again

May 13, 1848.

A public lawsuit, published in The Times, demanded that the left-wing newspaper stop "insulting" the Emperor Bonaparte and apologize for "insulting" the Emperor Bonaparte against the Bonaparte family.

At the same time that the "Times" published the lawsuit, almost all the government-oriented newspapers in London published news about the "Bonaparte" family demanding an apology from the left-wing newspapers.

Not to be outdone, the left-wing newspapers fought back, claiming that the authenticity of the lawsuit needs to be investigated.

【Pescini secretly went to McGrath's residence, expressed half-truths and half-fake apologies before leaving. McGrath believes that the lawsuit was probably written under the pressure of the coalition government. 】

The Times also claimed that the lawsuit was authentic.

For a while, the attention of the entire public opinion circle in London shifted from the suppression of the Chartists to the authenticity of the "Bonaparte Proceedings". Work.

Jérôme Bonaparte was also informed that he was acquitted and could leave the detention center at any time.

London Metropolitan Police District Detention Facility.

The head of the Metropolitan Police Department appeared in the detention center where Jérôme Bonaparte was staying with a smile on his face and "congratulated" Jerome Bonaparte: "Prince Jerome, you can leave now!"

Jerome Bonaparte put down the "Bonaparte Thought" in his hand and said to the Chief of Police with a surprised face: "Dear Mr. Chief, which law of the United Kingdom did I violate that caused me to be imprisoned?" A week! I want you to explain it to me!"

"This... this..." The chief of police was speechless for a while.

According to the "Police Act" and "Public Security Management Act" of the United Kingdom, Jérôme Bonaparte did not engage in work that subverted the government, so his detention is no longer valid.

The Prefect of Police could not explain directly to Jérôme Bonaparte that the order to imprison him was directly issued by the Minister of the Interior.

Of course, the Police Chief was not aware that the source of the order was not the Home Secretary, and that it had been negotiated by Prime Minister Russell and Prince Albert of Buckingham Palace.

Otherwise, he...wouldn't dare to talk nonsense!

"You didn't tell us your real name at the time, so we..." The Chief of Police could only explain intermittently.

"What?" Jerome Bonaparte covered his mouth exaggeratedly, and said with an expression of disbelief: "Is the law of the United Kingdom formulated according to the identity background? This is the union that symbolizes freedom kingdom!"

"No... no! The United Kingdom is a country that follows the law, and all our rules and regulations are carried out in accordance with the laws of the United Kingdom!" The Chief of Police immediately realized the loopholes in his words and deeds and hurriedly made up for it.

Although the United Kingdom followed the unspoken rules that no one should be punished for nobles and no one should be treated with courtesy for mobs, the unspoken rules were destined to be unspoken rules, and sometimes face-saving projects still had to be done.

Otherwise, the so-called civilized Europe is no different from a barbaric Slav.

"Then Mr. Director!" Jerome Bonaparte pretended to be arrogant and pointed at the Director of the Police Department and said, "If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I have the right to file a lawsuit with the Metropolitan Police Department! I believe that there must be many honest lawyers and journalist friends in the United Kingdom willing to accept my lawsuit!"

If Jerome Bonaparte's blatant threats to the Chief of Police were placed on any ordinary person, then his result would only disappear on the streets of London one day.

But while Bonaparte's surname brought him unparalleled influence, it also indirectly gave him a "gold medal for avoiding death".

No government in the 19th century could physically eliminate the "royal family" on the surface, even if Bonaparte's royal family was nothing more than a false paper tiger.

All the government can do is either put in captivity (similar to what Louis Philippe did to Louis Napoleon, or Metternich to the Roman king), or out of sight, out of mind, deportation.

Both of these rights require the consent of the top level of the United Kingdom government, and he, a "little" police chief, obviously does not have such great ability.

To put it mildly, he, the chief of police, has the "power of life and death" in London and several nearby counties, but in fact his power is not as good as that of a member of parliament in a marginal area.

He had reason to believe that once Jerome Bonaparte filed a lawsuit against the Police Department, those London reporters who ran faster than anyone else would definitely come out day and night to guard themselves.

What's more, now the United Kingdom urgently needs to find a way to divert attention.

Once I am guarded by those dog-like reporters, I am afraid that I will be forced to "sacrifice" for the United Kingdom.

Not to mention whether the position of the chief of police can be kept, and there is a risk of going to prison if it is not guaranteed.

"What exactly do you want to do?" the Chief of Police asked in a weak tone, lowering his eyebrows.

"Fair! Fair! Fair!" Jerome Bonaparte pointed forcefully at the wall of the detention center and said, "Whoever let me in, I'll let him in now!"

The chief of police did not respond, his dark eyes kept rolling, and he was weighing the pros and cons and the gains and losses.

After a while, the Chief of Police stomped lightly, and he seemed to be firm in his convictions.

"Okay! I agree to your terms!"

After all, the chief of police turned around and yelled at the secretary behind him: "Call me that stupid pig!"

The secretary instantly understood what the director meant, and he turned and trotted away.

After another half an hour, the secretary came back again, this time behind him was a fat man who looked like a concubine.

This fat man was the high-spirited sheriff of the day.

"Mr. Sheriff, we meet again!" Jerome Bonaparte smiled and greeted the fat Sheriff "kindly".

"Dear... Your Excellency the Prince!" The fat policeman looked at Jerome Bonaparte with pleading eyes and said, "Please, forgive my disrespect, I..."

Jerome Bonaparte shook his head in disappointment and said: "Mr. Sheriff, everyone should be responsible for what he did! You and I are no exception!"

Then, he hinted at the director with his eyes.

The director stepped forward to announce the dismissal order to the fat police chief, and imprisoned him in Jerome Bonaparte's former residence.

"Goodbye, Mr. Former Sheriff, that is my gift to you! I hope you can study hard in prison!"

Jerome Bonaparte pointed to "Eradication of Poverty" and "Bonaparte Thought" and waved away from the cell of the detention center.

A prince was sent away in the cell, and a former sheriff was ushered in.