My Italy

Something always felt wrong in Italy in 1901, because there always seemed to be a lot of trouble this year, such as now.

"We demand an eight-hour working day, and we demand a salary increase!"

"We are opposed to dismissal without reason and we require the purchase of insurance."

A mighty strike team, led by several union leaders, emerged from one end of the street and marched toward the city hall, shouting slogans.

The mighty procession was very long and attracted the attention of many people. Many pedestrians looked sideways at the mighty procession in front of them.

"Chief, are we going to watch like this?"

On the side of the street, a young policeman looked at the parade. He looked incredulously at his superiors and colleagues smoking and chatting, as if they didn't care about the mighty parade at all.

"Tver, what do you think we should do?"

The sergeant with a cigarette in his mouth looked at the new rookie calmly, while the other police officers looked like they were watching the show, which made the young policeman feel a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't help it at this time. .

"Okay, Tver, go and question the demonstrators whether their march has been authorized by the government. If not, you can order them to disband immediately, or you will arrest people. How satisfied are you?"

At this time, even the inexperienced person would know that this was just teasing and should never be done like this. Besides, the number of people marching was so large and they were so excited. It might not be good for a policeman to come forward and question them.

Well, the blood in young Tver's heart quickly cooled, and he knew that he had asked a stupid question.

"This... this... this..."

The sergeant glanced at the helpless rookie in front of him. He was probably thinking about what he was taught in the police academy, and he felt very angry inside.

The new police officers assigned to my team are so stupid. They have been here for almost a month and they have not yet changed.

At this time, a kind-hearted colleague came to his rescue. "Sergeant, there's no need to tease him for fun. Tver is new here and has no experience. I believe things will get better in the future."

"You don't know how to talk less and read more if you don't have experience. What a bad idea you come up with. You work so hard, but in the end, more than half of your benefits are deducted."

The sergeant scolded him so face-to-face that the young police officer Tver did not dare to raise his head, for fear that he would displease his superior again.

After scolding the blind new police officer, the chief felt much better. After seeing that the parade had passed, he led the crowd and said. "Okay, now let's keep up. As long as there is any illegal behavior, we will arrest them immediately. It's okay to parade, but it's definitely not okay to commit crimes."

Under the leadership of the chief, these eight or nine policemen immediately stepped forward and followed the parade, ready to arrest criminals at any time.

As for the young police officer from Tver, he could only follow at the end of the team.

At this time, a big hand patted his shoulder. He turned his head and saw that it was Officer Yadav. This officer was the oldest in their team and would retire in a few years. Perhaps it was for this reason, so He prefers to help people, and Tver currently has the best relationship with him.

"Tver, don't take it too seriously. The chief is just in a bad mood. In fact, everyone is in a bad mood. These damn government bastards actually dare to deprive us front-line police of our benefits. Their behavior makes everyone angry. , so everyone wants to put some pressure on the government departments, does Tver understand?"

"understood."

Facing the words of the old man Yadav, the young man Tver nodded repeatedly.

On the city government side, which was cursed by all the police officers, there were people holding wine glasses and looking leisurely at the demonstrators outside the window.

"Is the number of people protesting this time too small? I feel like there are less than 10,000 people. How can this number of people be considered a protest? The union is still not capable enough and has simply failed to live up to my expectations."

If anyone familiar with the situation saw their beloved mayor saying these words, I don’t know how surprised they would be. You must know that in Brescia, everyone recognizes Mayor Carlo very much. This mayor has made great contributions to the development of Brescia. It's just that if what he said now was heard by others, it would cause an uproar.

Unfortunately, someone actually heard it.

"Mayor Carlo, you are watching the demonstrators rushing towards the city hall, aren't you afraid of causing trouble?"

The voice of the visitor made Carlo reveal a hint of ridicule. "If that's the case, then it's your problem. I've opened a convenient door for you, but this little movement is really disappointing."

After speaking, Mayor Carlo looked at the visitor calmly.

"Okay, Mayor Carlo, we are on the same boat. This may be a small mistake, which leads to some deviations in the number of parades. Don't worry, the subsequent work will not be like this."

It was okay not to mention this, but Carlo felt angry in his heart when he mentioned it. "You have the nerve to mention it, but I think your plans have achieved nothing at all. I don't know why I was so obsessed at the time that I listened to your words and actually went along with you."

"Mr. Mayor, don't be angry. We did not do this well, but there is no need to be so angry."

Perhaps it was because he relieved the pressure after venting his anger that Carlo's attitude became much better now. "Now that I've fulfilled my promise, it's up to you."

Facing Carlo's words, the visitor looked straight. "Don't worry, the actions on your side are signals, and then you can see everyone's actions."

From the content of the conversation between the two, it was obvious that this was a conspiracy that spread far and wide. The reason is that the government's move to convert regions into provinces has infringed on the interests of too many people.

Regions have their own legislative power and financial autonomy, which have existed since the founding of the People's Republic of China. Rome's attempt to take back power will definitely arouse the dissatisfaction of many rentiers.

And these dissatisfactions will lead to many people joining together in order to protect their own rights. So what if the wise monarch is a wise monarch. As long as it prevents them from continuing to enjoy this benefit, that is the target that needs to be dealt with.

Of course, these people have been in the local area for so many years, and of course they know that it is difficult to do things such as direct opposition, so they consider more roundabout tactics. One is because they also know that their own strength is not enough. If they adopt too fierce and tough methods, they will not be Rome's opponent at all.

Not to mention anything else, as long as the policemen they could control dared to say that they wanted to lead them to independence, at least half of them would run away. The other people had the idea of ​​​​making meritorious services and were directly tied up and handed over to Rome. At this time, Italy had developed for so many years after unification, and the country's reunification had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. At this time, independence would only be a dead end.

Since the hard one is not enough, the only option is the soft one.

They are relatively good at using soft knives, because they are all veterans of government affairs and know how the government operates. As long as you make a little trouble at key points, many things will become very difficult to handle. After all, it is easy to destroy but difficult to build. Not to mention they are veterans who are proficient in government affairs. They only need a little bit of means to make things develop in the other direction.

Therefore, these veterans wanted to do something to make the Roman monarchs and ministers look good, and the idea of ​​changing the region into a province was not a good idea.