"Paris is the center of France. All useful reforms made in Paris will promote the developnt of the entire country.
Let beautify this great city as much as possible, improve the living conditions of its citizens, and inspire them to discover new interests. Let rebuild new streets—a street that runs through this Paris region, cleansing the densely populated areas lacking in fresh air and sunlight, allowing beneficial sunlight to penetrate every wall, just as the light of truth shines in our hearts.
Now I announce that the first phase of the Paris urban renewal project is officially open!"
On November 13, 1851, at the invitation of Georges Ossman, the then-governor of Seine Province, Jero Bonaparte, wearing a cotton coat, braved the cold wind roaring from the north to attend the city renovation opening ceremony hosted by Paris City Hall.
As soon as the ceremony began, the square outside City Hall was tightly packed with the crowds of Parisians coming and going. As ti went on, the number of people gathering in the square at City Hall increased. To prevent chaos and stampede incidents due to overcrowding, Seine Province Governor Georges Ossman urgently dispatched City Hall personnel to the Police Departnt, requesting Police Departnt Minister Mopa to arrange for sufficient manpower to maintain order outside the City Hall.
The Minister of the Police Departnt, Mopa, imdiately agreed to the request and dispatched nearly 200 administrative police officers from two districts to City Hall to maintain order. Under the coordination of more than 200 policen, the slightly chaotic crowd quickly regained order.
Only then did the scene of Jero Bonaparte’s speech in front of City Hall occur.
After Jero Bonaparte finished his speech, enthusiastic cheers erupted in the square. Residents who had been living in the urban areas of Paris for many years had long endured the current state of Paris’s environnt, and they were eager to change the existing dirty and disorderly living conditions. However, due to the inaction of previous governnts, Paris’s renovation had been delayed ti and again.
Now, at last, there is soone willing to take on the responsibility of renovating Paris, addressing the filthy and crowded environnt—how could they not be embraced by the people?
The square was filled with chants of "Long live the Emperor, long live the Empire."
With a smile, Jero Bonaparte waved to the supporters outside the square. All his efforts were to win more support from the Parisians, to reduce their resistance to the establishnt of the Empire.
It turned out that the petite bourgeoisie class was forever the most conservative and easiest to satisfy. As long as you gave them a little sunshine, they would feel content.
Amidst the cheers of the petite bourgeoisie, Jero Bonaparte entered the City Hall and left through the back door in a carriage.
The next tasks could just be handed over to Georges Ossman.
As Jero Bonaparte, riding a black open-topped double carriage, returned to the Tuileries Palace and had just alighted, he encountered the Minister of the Seal, Mornay.
He was hurriedly walking out of the Tuileries Palace, and upon seeing Jero Bonaparte’s vehicle, he quickened his pace to et him.
"What has happened?" Jero Bonaparte asked Mornay with curiosity.
"Your Majesty..." Mornay leaned towards Jero Bonaparte’s ear and whispered, "Marshal Surt has died!"
"When did it happen?" Jero Bonaparte asked in surprise. He wasn’t surprised by Surt’s death, but by the speed of it.
It had only been less than half a month since Jero Bonaparte last t Marshal Surt, and now the Marshal was already dead.
"Around six o’clock this morning!" Mornay continued, "According to his servant, Marshal Surt hastily ate a al yesterday and then lay down in bed, instructing his servant to wake him up early the next day. Who would have thought he would sleep and never wake up?"
"Alas!" Jero Bonaparte sighed deeply, reflecting on the passage of ti.
"Your Majesty, should we pay our respects?" Mornay inquired again.
"Go!" Jero Bonaparte declared decisively, "We not only have to go, but we must go with great fanfare!" He paused, then reorganized his words: "Here’s what we’ll do! You must contact the Paris Newspaper imdiately, asking them to report on Grand Marshal Surt’s death as soon as possible. What’s essential is to highlight his achievents...especially his contributions during the First Empire, and have so newspapers report on the ordeals he suffered during the Restoration Dynasty and the July Monarchy."
Mornay imdiately understood Jero Bonaparte’s intention. He wanted to use Surt’s favor in the First Empire to highlight the harshness of the Restoration Dynasty and the July Monarchy.
No one would like a "boss" who treats employees harshly.
Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!
Mornay couldn’t help but admire Jero Bonaparte’s advanced thinking in guiding public opinion. Sotis he truly couldn’t understand how Jero Bonaparte could know so much, and how many quirky ideas his brain possibly held.
"I understand! I’ll go right away," Mornay nodded to show his comprehension.
Just as Mornay was about to leave, Jero Bonaparte spoke again: "Oh, and one more thing! Try to have the newspaper serialize works that do not involve too much political stance literature. Excessive comntary on current events can easily put us in a passive position!"
Mornay looked at Jero Bonaparte in confusion.
"Minister Mornay, have you ever owned a dog?" Jero Bonaparte asked Mornay, who shook his head.
"Let put it this way!" Jero Bonaparte attempted to explain the post-capitalist country’s "nipple entertainnt" theory to Mornay in brief terms: "A dog is a very simple creature compared to humans! As long as you give it a new ball, it can play with it all day long. The sa principle applies to the public; moderate relaxation of entertainnt activities will gradually reduce the public’s pursuit of politics! This would be more beneficial for our rule!"
Mornay nodded as if he partially understood, seemingly having touched upon sothing different.
Although entertainnt activities in the 19th century were far inferior to those in the 21st century, Jero Bonaparte still had a way to entrench them in the initial "nipple entertainnt".
"Oh, and try to recruit a batch of literary figures willing to comply with our managent. It’s fine if their writing is a bit subpar! As long as they can follow orders obediently, I can make great use of them!" Jero Bonaparte instructed Mornay once again.
Having experienced the era of big data, Jero Bonaparte intended to use these shaless writers to develop a unique cultural industry based on France’s nipple entertainnt theory. The straightforward novels of later writers like Keigo Higashino, Haruki Murakami, and Da Liu could easily be used.
They could even draw nourishnt from the motherland France...
The whimsical ideas brewing in Jero Bonaparte’s mind required a group of writers to help him realize them.
By then, the entire middle class of Paris would be imrsed in the cultural industry’s "nipple entertainnt" theory.
Although Mornay did not understand what Jero Bonaparte intended to do, when he noticed Jero Bonaparte’s expression increasingly resembling a statent, Mornay couldn’t help but tremble all over.
Your Majesty, could it be that you’ve awakened so undesirable hobby?
Mornay quickly took his leave, and after he left, Jero Bonaparte returned to the study, once again contemplating whether there were any loopholes in his "nipple entertainnt" theory, when a newspaper on the desk caught his attention. The newspaper was entirely in German, and it was presumably from the German Region.
However, the newspaper’s content was about the University of Berlin’s protests against Prussian despotism.
Jero Bonaparte suddenly realized that he seed to have overlooked the most combative group, which was the students.
Students, filled with passion, often took the lead during revolutions, whether it was the February Revolution or the July Revolution; they played an important role.
"Damn, I must figure out a way to deal with this!" Jero Bonaparte stood by the window, pondering for a mont, and an evil plan erged in his mind. He hurriedly called Mokar over.
"Imdiately go to the Ministry of Education and summon Minister Pariou!" Jero Bonaparte said in a serious tone.
Upon receiving the order, Mokar swiftly took action, and about half an hour later, the Minister of Public Education, Pariou, was brought before Jero Bonaparte.
"Your Majesty, what do you command?" Jero Bonaparte’s sudden summons left Pariou montarily flustered, and he cautiously asked Jero Bonaparte.
"Here’s the thing!" Jero Bonaparte said to Pariou, "I think the Ministry of Education should strengthen its oversight of middle and university students’ learning. Our country must cultivate a strong education, with education as the path to national prosperity..."
Jero Bonaparte rambled a great deal to Pariou, with the core idea being to request Pariou to increase the academic burden between universities and middle schools.
"The four-year university plan must be strictly enforced, and no one is allowed to skip grades!" Jero Bonaparte specifically emphasized.
"Yes!" Pariou couldn’t help but silently mourn for the students.
According to Jero Bonaparte’s plan, the lives of middle and university students would beco exceptionally burdenso.
"Tell those students! Only by enduring hardships can you reach the top! Enjoynt is reserved for those who are prepared, and young people should be vigorous and not be corrupted by the freedom scattered about!" Jero Bonaparte said to Pariou.
Pariou nodded, indicating that he would strictly enforce Jero Bonaparte’s requirents.
Thus, a regulation known as the "Pariou Education Law" erged in 1852. This law, highly dreaded by students, would perate the entirety of the 19th century and even the 20th century...
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