Make France Great Again

The cooperation between President Jerome Bonaparte and the giants of the Party of Order went very smoothly. The two sides had a cordial and friendly conversation, a frank conversation [the president wants to strangle the Party of Order], and fully exchanged opinions [The President and the Party of Order cannot win The party of order can only do a little trick], the result of the talks is meaningful [the president successfully promoted his favorite general and became a dark son].

After the talks were over, Fleury brought in the champagne that had been prepared, and the president, the bigwigs of the Party of Order, and the military chiefs raised their glasses.

"Cheers to our future cooperation and better cooperation!" Jerome Bonaparte raised his glass and made a toast.

Several cups collided with each other and made a "cracking" sound. I don't know if it is a sign of the future.

But now that the opposition party in the National Assembly is present, the president and the party of order can only tolerate each other and be a "fake couple" with different dreams in the same bed.

The two sides hid their bayonets and pistols under the quilt, and waited until dawn for a decisive battle.

Odilon Barrot and others left, and Jerome Bonaparte returned to the dinner.

Jerome Bonaparte, who had just returned to the dinner, was once again surrounded by dinner guests, and people toasted the prince and president one after another, saying some compliments.

The banquet lasted until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and the guests invited to the Elysee Palace left one after another.

Jerome Bonaparte, who was tired all day, entered the retro empire-style bedroom he personally arranged with the help of Fleury.

Jerome Bonaparte, who was half drunk and half awake, barely opened his eyes and said to Fleury in a daze, "Fleury... tomorrow at 11 o'clock... call me on time!"

"But Your Highness, tomorrow is your first day as president, should we..." Fleury hesitated for a moment, then tentatively responded.

"President?" Jerome Bonaparte struggled to get up from the bed, pointed to himself and said in a low voice, "Now I am the president, and I have nothing but the halo of my uncle!"

As he said that, Jerome Bonaparte gestured: "We must be more careful and seize power from them step by step, and then..." Jerome Bonaparte made a movement of raising a knife with his hand, He said fiercely: "Send them to hell!"

"Your Highness, we will definitely win!" Fleury responded without hesitation.

"Yes! I believe it too!" Jerome Bonaparte lay on the bed again.

The next second, Fleury heard Jerome Bonaparte's snoring. He carefully took off Jerome Bonaparte's boots, put Jerome Bonaparte's legs on the On the bed, and then covered Jerome Bonaparte with the silk velvet back, carefully closed the door and left.

...

The scorching sun at noon shone on Jerome Bonaparte's face through the golden curtain inlaid with the pattern of a double-headed eagle. Jerome Bonaparte, who had a splitting headache due to drinking too much, stretched out his right hand to block the sun.

But the time left for Jerome Bonaparte to sleep is not very long.

After about 10 minutes, there was a knock on the door, and Jerome Bonaparte had to forcefully open his eyes and asked with a get-up annoyance, "Who is outside?"

"Your Highness, Prime Minister Barrow is already waiting for you in the study!" Fleury, who knew that he had interrupted the prince's rest, replied in fear: "There is also Count Falloux!"

"Okay! I see!" Jerome Bonaparte complained in a low voice: "Really, can you die if you come here later?"

Jerome Bonaparte, who was complaining, still had to get up with a headache. Fleury, who heard the movement in the room, hurriedly called a few maids, and they followed Fleury into the bedroom.

Jerome Bonaparte in the twilight was getting dressed under the service of the maids.

Jerome Bonaparte, who had been staring for a while, cheered up and came to the door of the study,

Fleury opened the door of the study for Jerome Bonaparte, and the figures of Barrot and Count Fallou appeared.

"Mr. President, good afternoon!" Jerome Bonaparte's late arrival made Odilon Barrot's face a bit displeased. Thiers was right, Prince Bonaparte is a real Duty guy.

"Mr. President!" Earl Falloux smiled and nodded to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Mr. Prime Minister, Mr. Fallou, hello!" Jerome Bonaparte was not embarrassed by being late at all. He entered the room and shook hands with Barrot and Fallou one by one.

"Mr. Prime Minister, this is our Minister of Public Education!" Jerome Bonaparte, who knew the reason, turned his eyes to Barrow and said.

"That's right!" Odilon Barro responded.

"Minister Fallou, I hope you can benefit more people in the field of public education! The field of education is the lifeblood of France!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Count Fallou in a slightly exaggerated tone.

"Since Mr. President and Mr. Prime Minister have entrusted me with the work in the field of education, I will definitely do my best to complete it!" Earl Falloux replied with a low and slow tone, like a preacher who is preaching. Doctor: "I have a proposal that needs to be handed over to..."

Before Count Falloux could finish speaking, Jérôme Bonaparte interrupted Count Falloux's next speech: "At this time, let's not talk about such a heavy topic! Mr. Prime Minister Barrow, do you think I What's your proposal?"

Odilon Barrot, who was unwilling to make trouble before the cabinet was formed, agreed with Jérôme Bonaparte's suggestion, and Count Falloux, who was a little bit unwilling, had to temporarily put his proposal aside.

Since today is the first day of his presidency and the cabinet has not yet been formed, Jerome Bonaparte has nothing to approve.

Odilon Barrot, who chatted for a while, left with Falloux, leaving only Jérôme Bonaparte alone in the study, sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, flipping through the books taken from the bookshelf opposite the walnut desk.

It was not until the evening that Jerome Bonaparte left the study and went to the restaurant for dinner.

For the next ten days or so, Jerome Bonaparte always got up at 10:00 in the morning, met with Odilon Barrot at 2:00 in the afternoon, and returned to his study to read alone.

Odilon Barrot, who was bored and a little apprehensive about Jérôme Bonaparte's interference in the cabinet, was completely relieved. He took his time and formed a cabinet to accept the problems left by the previous cabinet and summarize them.

On January 6, 1849, after half a month of cabinet formation, with the appointment of Minister of Justice Eugène Rouet and Minister of Public Works Morny, Prime Minister of the French Second Republic Odilon Barrot Finally formed his cabinet.