Chapter 398： royal arsenal oberndorf

"His Majesty?"

Queen Augusta looked at Jerome Bonaparte who had rushed in with a puzzled expression, and then turned her gaze to Vernia who was behind Jerome Bonaparte.

At this moment, Virnia timidly let go of Jerome Bonaparte's arm like a chicken seeing an eagle.

And Jerome Bonaparte's eyes never left the two ladies sitting beside Augusta since he just entered the room.

The identities of these two ladies were too special. One of them was the Marquise de Allais, the lover of Jerome Bonaparte who had not been in contact for a long time, and the other was also his "good friend" Eugenie.

All three of them had a relationship with Jerome Bonaparte, but now they can sit together "calmly", which is really beyond Jerome Bonaparte's expectations.

However, when Jerome Bonaparte turned his gaze to the surroundings centered on these three, he also found a pretty, big-breasted Madame Vallewski, and a plain-looking man who was deeply impressed by More Ni's favorite lady, and Valentine Osman, the daughter of a high-ranking official Osman. Apart from these three, the rest of the people, Jerome Bonaparte, basically didn't know much, and some of them were just a one-sided relationship.

Looking at the couple, Jerome Bonaparte couldn't help showing a wry smile.

Mokar is right, he really shouldn't disturb them at this time.

"Your Majesty, what happened?" Augusta asked Jerome Bonaparte generously.

"It's nothing!" Jerome Bonaparte said without hesitation. He felt that it would be better not to say this kind of thing in public.

Queen Augusta naturally also saw that Jerome Bonaparte was hiding something and did not say it, she immediately said to Jerome Bonaparte: "Then, Your Majesty, I don't know if you would like it or not. join us!"

"I..." Jérôme Bonaparte was about to refuse, but found the resentful expression on the Marquise Allais and the sharp-edged eyes of Madame Eugenie. The words of refusal were immediately swallowed in his stomach. , turned to nod and said, "Of course I am willing to accompany you angels to chat!"

"Then come here!" Augusta waved to Jerome Bonaparte with her pale arms outstretched. She was wearing a long white court dress like an elf walking out of a painting.

The Marquise and Eugenie next to her were wearing dark black and pale yellow dresses, like two roses with thorns.

Jerome Bonaparte had to enter the room, and Virnia also followed closely.

The maid in charge of serving the lady hurriedly moved a chair for Jerome Bonaparte. One of the chairs was placed between Queen Augusta and Eugenie, and the other chair was It was placed between Mrs. Wallevsky and Mrs. Molny.

At the moment, Jerome Bonaparte had to bite the bullet and sit on the chair near Augusta, while Virnia sat between the two ladies.

When Jerome Bonaparte sat down, the conversation started again, and the air seemed to be filled with a strong smell of the five-soul field of gunpowder.

Jerome Bonaparte, who was in it, could only bite the bullet and sit down. In order to become a little transparent, he could only pretend to be busy and take a coffee from time to time and take a sip.

Guided by Augusta, the ladies began to discuss literature and ancient Greek philosophy.

These things have no problem at all for the nobles who have been systematically studied, but for Eugenie, it is like listening to heaven.

This naked rejection made Eugenie feel an indescribable humiliation, and several times he wanted to leave directly.

However, Eugenie knew that at court she was not a petty person, so she had to keep her mouth shut.

At this moment, a voice came to Eugenie's ear: "Well! Here it is!"

A peeled apple was placed in front of Eugenie, and the owner of the apple was none other than Jerome Bonaparte.

"Thank you!" Eugenie cast a grateful look at Jerome Bonaparte. This move of Jerome Bonaparte is equivalent to attracting all the "firepower" to him.

You must know that sitting next to the emperor is his orthodox wife Augusta, who "initiated" the "isolation" of Eugenie.

Sure enough, when Jerome Bonaparte said these words, everyone's eyes subconsciously glanced at Jerome Bonaparte.

"Go on! Go on!" Jerome Bonaparte waved his hand casually and added: "Anyway, I don't understand what you're talking about!"

Every noble lady present has an exquisite heart. Jerome Bonaparte, who was born with an orthodox royal education, would not understand these things. All he did was to attract firepower to Eugenie. .

For a time, the ladies present were envious of Eugenie.

It was an honor to be able to make the most powerful person in the whole of France "willingly" to save her from the siege.

The lady in Mu Qiang's mind actually hopes that she can replace Eugenie's ecological niche.

Under the force of Jerome Bonaparte, Augusta had no choice but to give Jerome Bonaparte a face.

The topic changed from the original philosophy to the ordinary gossip news, and now Eugenie was able to integrate into it again.

Jerome Bonaparte was also relieved in his heart. He didn't take on the scum all these years, and he could easily face a crisis.

As time passed, the sun had set on the top of the mountain, and the light in the room was getting darker and darker. The maid immediately lit the candle on the ceiling. Under the brilliance of the candle, the lady of Augusta chatted more and more vigorously. Jerome Bonaparte didn't say a word since the moment he cleared the siege. He just repeated the simple actions of cutting an apple and handing it to the people around him and drinking coffee.

First Augusta, then the Marquise of Allais, and then Virnia, Jerome Bonaparte provided the four of them with as much convenience as possible. As for the rest, Jerome Bonaparte paid no attention to him.

Even if he had seen Madame Wallewski and Valentine Osman wink at him several times and try to seduce him!

Time passed quickly and it came to seven o'clock in the evening, and the afternoon tea party that lasted for nearly 4 or 5 hours finally ended.

Just when Jerome Bonaparte thought everything was over, Eugenie’s unexpected action directly shattered Jerome Bonaparte’s remaining fluke, and stood up side by side with Jerome Bonaparte. She stood on tiptoe and kissed Jerome Bonaparte lightly on the lips, then said: "Thank you very much, Your Majesty!"

Then, Eugenie left the room without looking back! Jerome Bonaparte could only endure the lady's eyes full of meaning, licking her lips, and dryly said: "A special way of parting!"

"Goodbye, Your Majesty!" Afterwards, the Marquise of Allais also came to Jerome Bonaparte and kissed Jerome Bonaparte again. This time, it was different from Eugenie's kiss. , and the long wet kiss, Jerome Bonaparte could even feel the unbridled stirring of the Marquise Allais in Jerome Bonaparte's mouth.

For a time, Jerome Bonaparte was reluctant to part ways, but when he thought of the real wife beside him, Jerome Bonaparte could only part with the Marquise.

The Marquise, whose mouth was stained with crystal clear saliva, also left, and Queen Augusta's face became a little ugly.

"Your Majesty!" Madame Vallewski walked up to Jerome Bonaparte with a smile, and Jerome Bonaparte subconsciously took a small step back.

Immediately afterwards, Madame Vallewski asked Jerome Bonaparte, half-jokingly, if there was a kiss goodbye.

Jerome Bonaparte resolutely refused, and then perfunctorily licked Madame Vallewski's arm lightly.

With a look of disappointment on Mrs. Wallewski's face, she curtsied to Queen Augusta and left.

Next, whether it was Madame Morne or Valentine Haussmann, Jerome Bonaparte kissed the back of their hands as usual.

Afterwards, they also saluted Augusta and left.

When it was Virnia's turn, Jerome Bonaparte just lightly kissed the little **** the forehead, and then flicked her forehead lightly.

When only Jerome Bonaparte and Augusta were left in the room, Augusta asked, "Your Majesty, what are you looking for from me?"

"That's it!" Seeing that Augusta didn't bother about what happened before, Jerome Bonaparte said directly to Augusta: "Do you know the Oberndorf Royal Arsenal?"

"Oberndorf Royal Arsenal?" Augusta thought for a moment and immediately replied: "Are you talking about the arsenal that my grandfather built?"

Oberndorf Royal Arsenal, founded by King Frederick I of Württemberg, is a factory dedicated to developing weapons for Prussia.

"That's right! Can you tell my uncle, your father, to transfer the arsenal to me!" Jerome Bonaparte asked Queen Augusta: "I can give ten... no, One million francs to buy!"

"One million francs!!" Queen Augusta showed a surprised expression. According to her understanding, the value of this arsenal was less than half a million.

Augusta, who knew her husband, immediately realized that the arsenal might be extraordinary: "Does that arsenal have what you want?"

"How do you say it?" Jerome Bonaparte scratched his head and said to Augusta: "Now I need a group of skilled workers who are familiar with the Dreiser needle gun, and the arsenal in Oberndorf just meets this demand. !!"

Augusta looked at Jerome Bonaparte with a serious expression, and she nodded: "If you really need, I can personally return to Württemberg to negotiate with my father!"