My Italy

"Mr. Cosentz, it's a pleasure to have your visit."

He had just returned to Carlo and did not expect Cosentz to come, so he was very happy for the sudden visit, because it meant that he could build a closer relationship between the two.

"Your Majesty, actually it's nothing. It's just that after I arrived in Rome for something, I felt that it couldn't be justified not to pay a visit."

Cosentz, who was wearing a dark dress, was sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee and answering like a friend. He knew that he was like this the young king liked to see the most.

He was right, and Carlo was very satisfied.

"Do you need my help?"

"No, it's just a small matter."

Afterwards, the two chatted casually, and Carlo took the opportunity to ask about the Red Shirt Army's previous combat experience, allowing Cosentz to reminisce about the scene many years ago.

In short, the chat between the two was very pleasant, and Cosentz and Carlo, the two old friends, were very satisfied with each other.

But the visit came and went quickly. Cosentz left after less than an hour, and Carlo sent him away before returning to his office.

Things finally came to an end today, and Carlo carefully recalled whether there were any mistakes in what he had done, and there seemed to be none.

As for what former Prime Minister Depretis said today, it seems that he is helping Carlo, but the actual situation remains to be seen. He is not a two- or three-year-old child. As long as others say a few words for him, he will like him. He needs to observe him again. The possibility of the two acting as a double act cannot be ruled out.

Now Carlo doesn't know enough about the political world, so there's no harm in being cautious.

But no matter what, it is a good thing for Carlo. As for now, of course he just needs to wait quietly.

At this time there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

A slender hand pushed open the door, and an increasingly slim Nia appeared in front of him.

"Cough, cough...what's wrong with Nia?"

For some reason, Carlo felt more and more pressure as he looked at Nia, who was getting more and more dewy-looking. If he hadn't felt suppressed by a mysterious force, he would have scooped this good cabbage into the bowl and let her wander around in front of him.

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother asked me to call you."

"okay, got it."

As he spoke, Carlo couldn't help but reach out and hit Nia with a slap on the head.

"Your Majesty Carlo, please pay attention!"

Nia felt that her hair was messed up again and couldn't help but complain.

It felt so good, and Carlo, who was secretly happy in his heart, hated Xiao Qu and left triumphantly.

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"elder brother!"

As soon as he reached the door, Carlo was immediately thrown to his side by two cuties. One of them hung on his thigh, making it difficult for Carlo to move even an inch.

"Hey, you're all here!"

Aren't the two sisters holding Carlo's thigh, Princess Yolanda and Princess Mafalda?

"uh-huh!"

There was a cough with a voice that had not completely transformed into a child, and Carlo saw that his brother Vittorio looked like a little adult.

"What's the matter, Vittorio, something in your throat?"

"you……"

Carlo's words made Vittorio unable to pretend anymore, waving his hands as if to drive Carlo away like a fly.

"Carlo, don't tease your brother like this, look at this place becoming a market as soon as you walk in."

Of course, the only one who can say this about Carlo is his mother, Queen Margarita. Queen Margarita, who is not yet forty years old, is wearing dark clothes today and is sitting aside with her maid arranging her hair.

"Mom, what's wrong with calling me this time?"

"Can't I call you if nothing happens?"

"Of course." Carlo recalled that he had indeed spent less time with his brothers and sisters since he was crowned king. The main reason is that I am too busy and need to familiarize myself with various situations in Italy. At the same time, I have to deal with those old foxes, so I have much less time left. In addition, the soul comes from the future life, and it always feels like there is some distance between it and the reason why it is unwilling to face it is also one of the reasons.

"Brother, you haven't played with us for a long time."

The two little princesses holding Carlo on the left and right looked at him eagerly.

Looking at the two cuties in front of him, Carlo felt like he was about to melt. He stepped forward to touch the two little princesses.

"It's my brother's fault for not being able to meet Yolanda and Mafalda."

Hearing Carlo's words, the two little princesses put on expressions that you just know, making Carlo laugh out loud.

While the two sisters were playing around for a while, they did not forget to quarrel with Vittorio who was acting cool at the side.

This scene comforted the mother on the side a lot. At the same time, she was worried when she thought that Carlo had to start fighting with those politicians at a young age. However, although she was a little worried, Margarita, who was born in the royal family, knew that this was an inevitable result. If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight, and this is not just talk. So she could only give her son some ways to relieve stress elsewhere.

Don’t think that she doesn’t know the current situation in Rome. The Prime Minister’s previous actions also made her very angry. However, it has always been difficult for women to perform well in the European political circle, and she is not a strong political woman. She has no idea about those things in the political circle. Not very interested.

Fortunately, her son's performance satisfied her, and he did not behave excessively in any situation.

While Carlo was spending time with his family, Cairoli, who returned to the Prime Minister's Office, was also thinking about today's events. What does this bastard Despretis want to do? He actually did such a thing in public. Does he still want to jump out?

He clearly remembered the somewhat slapping words the former prime minister said in front of the young monarch. Although in the eyes of politicians, face is worth a lot of money and can be sold by the pound. But it also depends on the timing. How long will it take after the two announce their reconciliation before the ex can't help but jump out again?

Cairoli has never considered whether this was an unintentional move. The reason is simple. Everyone is a big boss in the political circle and will not make such low-level mistakes. Moreover, even if it is really unintentional, he will It must be taken seriously.

For this reason, he already had some preliminary ideas on his way back, and now it was time to sort them out.

Thinking of this, Prime Minister Cairoli looked gloomy and couldn't help but burst out. "Let's see what you bastard wants to do then."

"I didn't do anything. I just wanted to express that the Prime Minister and I have different views."

Despretis, who also returned home, was talking with the arriving guests.

However, seeing this somewhat fat visitor waiting for him, Despretis couldn't help but sneer at him. "Mr. Femilite, I didn't expect your nose to be so effective."

Faced with Depretis's ridicule, Femilet, a businessman, was not angry at all. Although he is a benefactor, there are also three, six or nine levels of benefactors. Among them, those who can provide huge amounts of funds and other help are considered the first level, followed by those who can provide funds and a small amount of help and are considered the second level. Only those who can be given funds will wait.

Unfortunately, Femilet was ranked last in the eyes of Despretis.

Of course, if you look at other officials, Femilet would be a top-notch benefactor. It's just that Depretis's level is too high, so in his eyes, Femilite can only be regarded as a pure cash machine.

And Femilite was not dissatisfied with this.

It's not easy to be a cash machine for a political boss. You don't have to have money to do it. You have to have the right eye. I haven't seen that in Rome, there are many people who have money but can't find anyone to accept it.

"I just happen to be in Rome and I'm just concerned."

Seeing Femilet, who kept smiling with him, Depretis, who knew what he was thinking, gave him reassurance. "Don't worry, there won't be any new fights and it won't affect your business."

After receiving the exact answer, Femilette nodded and bowed and left. He had great trust in what this political boss said. Of course, it would be okay if he didn't believe it. He didn't have the ability or ability to change his mind.

The follow-up was just as the former prime minister said, except for expressing dissatisfaction in Marino, there was no other action. This left the Prime Minister who was planning to fight back in the dark in vain. At the same time, it also disappointed many people who wanted to watch the show, as if Depretis really did it unintentionally. However, only the parties involved know what the problem is.

In such a strange environment, time came to 1881, a new year began, and new hope came.