"It is my honor to witness history with you!"
A look of gratitude appeared on Fuad’s face. Jero Bonaparte’s invitation for him to attend the Century Exposition together undoubtedly gave them the opportunity to present themselves to all of Europe. As long as he could seize this opportunity, he could refresh the European countries’ inherent perceptions of the Ottoman Empire.
"It’s nothing!" Jero Bonaparte said generously, then as if suddenly rembering sothing, he imdiately asked, "By the way! Would you like to reserve a section for your exhibits as well?"
"Your Majesty, there’s no need!" Fuad said awkwardly, as they indeed had nothing worth exhibiting.
"Very well then!" Jero Bonaparte shrugged and replied to Fuad.
Subsequently, Fuad took his leave from Jero Bonaparte, who then ordered Mokar to escort Fuad out of the Tuileries Palace.
After Mokar returned to the study, Jero Bonaparte gave an order to invite Pri Minister Cavour to co over.
After receiving the order, Mokar left, and half an hour later, Cavour was brought into Jero Bonaparte’s office.
"Your Majesty!" Cavour respectfully bowed to the uncrowned king of Europe before him.
Seeing Cavour’s humble deanor, Jero Bonaparte could not help but feel a twinge of guilt.
Under Pri Minister Cavour’s leadership, the Sardinian Kingdom had already reached the point of following France’s every command, yet he still had to continue "pressuring" the Sardinian Kingdom for France’s benefit.
On a personal level, Jero Bonaparte’s actions were sowhat underhanded.
"Please sit!" Jero Bonaparte said kindly to Cavour.
"Yes!"
Cavour, with his plump belly, jogged to the opposite side of Jero Bonaparte and then sat on the chair.
The whole process had a sowhat comic feel to it, so Jero Bonaparte could be sure that Cavour was doing it deliberately, with the aim of winning a smile from him and thus increasing his favor.
However, Jero Bonaparte did not ridicule him for it; on the contrary, he had a slight respect for Cavour.
In any case, the fat man before him was indeed racking his brains to strengthen Sardinia.
Sitting opposite Jero Bonaparte, Cavour looked at him with a solemn expression, feeling sowhat dejected.
He did not know when he could convince the monarch sitting opposite him to willingly help the Sardinian Kingdom achieve its unification.
Just as Cavour was sighing inwardly over the seemingly endless unification of the Sardinian Kingdom, Jero Bonaparte’s voice reached Cavour’s ears, "Mr. Cavour, how are things in Sardinia?"
"Your Majesty, thanks to the grace of my lord, His Majesty Emmanuel, I am still able to serve as the Pri Minister of the Sardinian Kingdom!" Pri Minister Cavour replied to Jero Bonaparte.
"That’s good!" Jero Bonaparte nodded and said straightforwardly to Cavour, "I know the purpose of your visit this ti, so I am not prepared to interfere with any of your actions!
However, I still hope you can wait for an appropriate ti. Europe has just embraced peace, and if any country wants to wage war again, it will inevitably face sanctions from all of Europe!"
"Your Majesty, please rest assured!" Cavour quickly assured Jero Bonaparte, "I will definitely not cause you any trouble!"
Imdiately, Cavour continued with a pleading tone, "However, I hope you can consider the fact that the Sardinian Kingdom fought alongside the French Empire in Cria..."
Before Cavour could finish his sentence, Jero Bonaparte raised his hand to interrupt, "Mr. Cavour, I understand your point, but we must approach it from the bigger picture! I can assure you that I will privately negotiate with the envoy from the Austrian Empire!
We will strive to obtain either Venice or the Lombardy region for you through peaceful ans!"
"Your Majesty, if you can really take Lombardy and Venice from the Austrian Empire, we Sardinia will definitely hand over Savoy, Nice, and even Sardinia with both hands!" Pri Minister Cavour also assured Jero Bonaparte.
Thus, the two unreliable fellows reached an unreliable verbal agreent.
After concluding matters on the Apennine Peninsula, Jero Bonaparte also discussed with Cavour the invitation to attend the World Exposition together, to which Cavour, like Fuad, accepted Jero Bonaparte’s invitation.
"See you tomorrow, Mr. Cavour!" Jero Bonaparte politely issued a dismissal order to Pri Minister Cavour.
Pri Minister Cavour stood up, bowed to Jero Bonaparte, and then left.
By evening, when Jero Bonaparte t Vilnius again, he noticed a strange necklace hanging from Vilnius’s nose. Jero Bonaparte did not recall giving her this necklace.
"Vilnius!" Jero Bonaparte gently embraced Vilnius in the empty corridor.
"Your Majesty!" Vilnius, held by Jero Bonaparte, rested her head against Jero Bonaparte’s chest.
"This necklace suits you so well! Who is the sharp-eyed fellow that gifted it to you?" Jero Bonaparte asked Vilnius with feigned surprise.
"Your Majesty, this was specially gifted to by my cousin!" Vilnius replied to Jero Bonaparte, "He also said this necklace suits well, so he gave it to !"
"So that’s how it is!" Jero Bonaparte responded indifferently.
Noticing the indifference in Jero Bonaparte’s words, Vilnius quickly took off the necklace and handed it to Jero Bonaparte, saying, "Your Majesty, should I return it to him?"
"No need!" Jero Bonaparte smiled, putting the necklace back around Vilnius’s neck, and complinted, "It looks even more beautiful than before!"
A hint of shyness appeared on Vilnius’s face as she gradually moved her lips towards Jero Bonaparte’s lips.
Just as they were about to kiss, a door opened suddenly in a room down the corridor, startling Jero Bonaparte and Vilnius to separate hurriedly.
"Ahem... ahem, Vilnius, go about your business!" Jero Bonaparte cleared his throat and said to Vilnius.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Vilnius imdiately turned and left.
Jero Bonaparte also returned to the study to handle official duties, stopping only at eleven in the evening.
With fatigue written all over his face, Jero Bonaparte slowly approached Empress Augusta’s bedroom, intending to enter when he realized that going in at this ti might disturb his son’s rest.
If Friedrich were to fuss, there’d be no rest for him in the latter half of the night.
So, Jero Bonaparte quietly left Empress Augusta’s room and returned to his own.
Upon opening his bedroom door, he found Empress Augusta lying there.
Jero Bonaparte was stunned for a few seconds and then asked Empress Augusta why she was here.
Logically speaking, she should be in her own room sleeping with Friedrich.
"Friedrich has been settled by !" Empress Augusta said to Jero Bonaparte with a smile.
Jero Bonaparte subconsciously swallowed, realizing Augusta’s intent as soone who had been through similar situations, but he was too exhausted to perform his conjugal duties.
"Ahem... ahem, I think it’s ti to rest!" Jero Bonaparte said to Empress Augusta, trying to muster his courage.
At this point, Jero Bonaparte had no choice but to comply, saying to Empress Augusta, "Let handle it!"
With that, he started removing Augusta’s clothes one by one.
Empress Augusta told him that the necklace was gifted by Princess Mathilde, who said it was entrusted to her by Cavour.
It seems that Cavour has thoroughly managed to sway my sister! Jero Bonaparte couldn’t help but admire Cavour’s subtle bribery thods. Now, probably the largest Italian group in the entire French court was his own sister.
If he weren’t soone who traveled through history, he might have been genuinely moved by Cavour’s determination to help him achieve the unification of Northern Italy.
Because he ca from the future, he knew once the Austrian Empire left the Apennine Peninsula, it would inevitably be unified by Sardinia.
No matter how Sardinia sugarcoated it, the Apennine Peninsula must not be unified.
Jero Bonaparte didn’t want to create two enemies out of thin air (a unified Italy would certainly oppose France due to issues with Savoy and Nice, and the Austrian Empire would also turn hostile with France over Lombardy and Venice).
"What’s wrong?" Empress Augusta noticed the change in Jero Bonaparte’s expression and asked.
"N-nothing!" Jero Bonaparte smiled and said to Empress Augusta.
Since Cavour likes to give gifts, let him give as many as he wants.
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