Upon eting his "family" in Ro, Jero Bonaparte chose not to continue by carriage, but walked into the city with Lucius Louis.
"Lucien, when did you join the Church? How co I didn’t know anything about it!" Jero Bonaparte curiously asked while carefully examining Lucien Louis’s outfit.
"Uncle Jero, we haven’t seen each other for nearly four years!" Lucien Louis reminded Jero Bonaparte, then explained, "I was baptized and entered the Church in 1844, and now I am pursuing a doctorate in theology!"
In the 19th century, universities didn’t differentiate between bachelor’s, master’s, and doctoral degrees, aning that gifted individuals could skip grades and pursue advanced studies directly.
"A 20-year-old with a doctorate in theology! Looks like you will beco the most learned mber of the Bonaparte Clan!" Jero Bonaparte praised Lucien Louis with a thumbs up.
Although the abilities and academic achievents of the entire Bonaparte Clan have never been linked, educational qualifications are always a stepping stone.
Just like his late cousin Louis Napoleon, who self-taught and always lanted that if he weren’t in prison, he would undoubtedly pursue a doctorate.
Jero Bonaparte also never attended a day of school; most of his knowledge ca from private tutoring.
"Not yet!" Lucius Louis waved his hand shyly and said, "I still have a year before graduation!"
"That’s still excellent!" Jero Bonaparte wasn’t stingy with his praise.
"By the way, Uncle Jero! Aren’t you supposed to be in London with Uncle Louis (Louis Napoleon)? Why did you co to Ro?" Lucien Louis asked, looking at Jero Bonaparte with confusion.
"Hmm?" Jero Bonaparte was taken aback and said, "Didn’t Uncle Pierre recently write back to you?"
[Pierre Napoleon Bonaparte: 1815 — 1881, the third son of Lucien Bonaparte, mber of the National Assembly of the Second Republic, and a senator of the Second Empire.]
"Uncle Pierre and father haven’t corresponded in a long ti! Has sothing happened?" Lucien Louis asked again.
"Alas!" Jero Bonaparte sighed. His cousin Charles Lucien Bonaparte really wasn’t a sociable person, not just estranged from his (the late Napoleon III) cousin, but also out of touch with his own brothers: "My cousin, your uncle Louis Napoleon died in London!"
Lucien Bonaparte showed a sad expression, made a standard prayer gesture on his chest, and piously said, "May God bless Uncle Louis in the Celestial Kingdom!"
"As for why I’m here..." Jero Bonaparte glanced at Lucius Louis, hesitated for a mont, and said, "Lucian, can I trust you?"
Lucius Louis solemnly said, "I swear by my noble Bonaparte surna and in the na of God!"
"Alright then!" Jero Bonaparte revealed his purpose of the journey to Lucius Louis: "I’m here to seek an audience with His Holiness the Pope!"
"An audience with His Holiness the Pope?" Lucius Louis repeated.
"That’s right!" Jero Bonaparte pointed north and said to Lucius Louis: "Isn’t the French Republic’s election approaching? I need His Holiness’s influence!"
"Uncle Jero, have you not given up yet?" Lucius Louis imdiately understood Jero Bonaparte’s intention; Uncle Jero and others were still fighting for France.
"How could we give up! We’re only one step away from our goal!" Jero Bonaparte nodded, clenched his fist, and said, "If we seize the opportunity and capture the throne of France! The entire Bonaparte Clan will benefit, your uncles will receive handso rewards, and you..."
Jero Bonaparte tempted Lucius Louis by saying, "You will beco a Cardinal of Ro at the fastest speed, and even could beco God’s earthly representative (the Pope)."
"Cardinal!" Lucius Louis’s breath deepened slightly. For everyone in the Church system, money isn’t the most important thing; that red Cardinal’s Robe is their eternal pursuit. Of course, after seeking power, an appropriate pursuit of wealth can also be understood.
Of course, Lucius Louis had no desire for money; he only wanted to benefit more people after becoming a Cardinal.
"What can I do?" Lucius Louis naturally understood that everything in this world has its price; to beco a Cardinal, he naturally had to pay a corresponding cost.
"Does your theology teacher have any connections with the Pope?" Jero Bonaparte asked, hoping to hit a stroke of luck.
If it didn’t work out, Jero Bonaparte would have to consider directly applying to the Roman Church.
Pope Pius IX should et him.
"My teacher is a teacher at the diocesan seminary... I will ask him!" Lucien Bonaparte wasn’t sure if his teacher could approach His Holiness the Pope.
After all, according to the hierarchy of clergy, his teacher needed to advance further to beco a Bishop of the Milan district before being promoted by the Pope to Cardinal.
"Hmm! Thank you!" Jero Bonaparte responded.
Jero Bonaparte and Lucius Louis walked and talked as they soon approached the vicinity of Piazza Venezia.
"Let’s stop here!" Seeing they were getting closer to the Bonaparte Palace, Jero Bonaparte said to Lucius Louis.
[Bonaparte Palace: Purchased by Lucien Bonaparte for Letizia’s retirent residence; Jero Napoleon also briefly stayed there in 1823.]
"Uncle Jero, won’t you co in and sit for a while?" Lucius Louis pointed to the southwest direction of Piazza Venezia and said to Jero Bonaparte.
Jero Bonaparte shook his head and refused, saying, "Better not! Your father doesn’t like mingling with our lot! Also, don’t tell your father that I’m in Ro!"
Since Lucien Bonaparte (Napoleon’s brother, Speaker of the "Five Hundred People’s Hall") died, Charles Bonaparte diverged from Louis Napoleon’s conspiracy group.
If my cousin knows I’m instigating his second son to pave the way for the Bonaparte’s ambitions, my cousin might not be able to resist shooting directly.
If I hadn’t happened to run into Lucius Louis, Jero Bonaparte would never disturb Charles and his family.
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