Shadow of great britain

Lionel stood in the trading hall, holding a cup of coffee and watching Arthur and his party leave.

After he was sure that Arthur was gone, he waved to the white-haired old servant standing behind him and asked: "Why did the Duke of Wellington suddenly commandeer the room in the Regency Crescent Building? This is not true. Like his personality, doesn’t he always want to keep a certain distance from us?”

The old servant whispered softly: "I heard from your father that this time it was an emergency. An unusually distinguished guest came here across the strait. The Duke of Wellington couldn't find a suitable house for a while, so he asked the guest to People come to us to do us a favor.”

"Across the strait?" Lionel took a sip of coffee. He thought for a while and asked, "The guests are from France?"

The old servant nodded slightly: "Not only that, but the guest has just abdicated, so he is so angry that it is really unjustifiable not to arrange a good room for him."

"Ah..." Lionel's mind slowly became clear: "It seems that the guest this time is that annoying Charlie? Didn't he often make fun of Uncle James in Paris? In the end, he still had the face. Looking for our housing agency services?”

The old servant shook his head and said: "Master, you'd better not call a former king that way. Although he has lost power, no one can guarantee whether he will make a comeback."

"A comeback?" Lionel said disdainfully: "He is not the only Frenchman seeking a comeback in the Regency Crescent Building. By the way, which room in the Crescent Building does that Joseph live in?"

The old servant opened the document in his hand, looked through it, and then his face quickly turned strange.

He held his forehead with a headache and said, "Joseph Bonaparte lives next door to him."

Lionel laughed loudly when he heard this, and his laughter made all the guests in the trading hall look at him in surprise.

Lionel took out his handkerchief and wiped the tears from laughter at the corners of his eyes, and he spoke.

"Oh...it's fun to watch now. One is Napoleon's brother, and the other is Charles, the deposed king of the French Bourbon dynasty. This must be God's arrangement, everything is destined. To see the civil war Wherever you need to go to Paris, there is this kind of drama every day in the Regent Crescent.

I really can't wait to see the expressions of the two of them when they meet. No matter how good the playwright is, he probably can't create such a magical plot. Arthur probably still doesn't know what kind of surprise his act of humbly relinquishing Crescent Tower has brought to the world. "

The old servant heard this and said: "Actually, even if Mr. Hastings is not humble, the subsequent plot is probably still exciting. Have you forgotten? The Mr. Dumas next to him, his father was the black devil who followed Napoleon. General Thomas Alexandre Dumas. If he met Joseph Napoleon, it would surely be a interpretation of a real-life magical story."

When Lionel heard this, he suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "I almost forgot if you didn't mention this. By the way, help me write a letter to Uncle James. You tell him for me and help France." We do not intend to continue the business of the government contacting the right person to kidnap Mr. Dumas and return him to China. Fred did not succeed, and this matter ends here."

The old servant nodded slightly and said: "This is indeed a wise choice. To win the trust of French King Louis Philippe, there should be many ways in Paris, and there is no need to take risks to do such a thing."

Lionel shook his head when he heard this and said: "You are right, but that is not the only reason. The most important thing is that Inspector Hastings, no, maybe it is better to call him Superintendent Hastings. Hmm... That’s still wrong, it should be said that since my friend Arthur has accepted my friendship calmly, I can’t make it difficult for him, don’t you think?”

The old servant was a little hesitant after hearing this: "But if you do this, will it conflict with the Rothschild family's consistent upper-class line? Although the rank of Scotland Yard's superintendent is not low, you can't make the mistake of spending so much energy on it. On him?"

When Lionel heard this, his smiling face slowly turned cold: "Do you know that my father went to see the Duke of Wellington a while ago?"

"I know." The old servant nodded slightly and said, "I went to No. 10 Downing Street happily, but after I came back, I became listless. I noticed that when I was eating, my hands kept shaking, even during the meal. I can’t hold my fork anymore. I’ve never seen Mr. Nathan like this since I came to London with the Rothschilds.”

Lionel took a deep breath and said, "Then do you know why he is like this?"

The old servant shook his head and said, "I don't know."

There was a hint of sullenness on Lionel's face: "We have been working hard to maintain good relations with the royal family and Tory officials over the years. We have given them all financial support, but now, even for Catholics and Political restrictions on dissidents in the Anglican Church have been lifted, but the relevant rights and interests of the Jews remain in place.

Therefore, a while ago, my father made a special trip to the Duke of Wellington to talk to him about this issue with a petition for Jewish emancipation signed by tens of thousands of Jews. But what's the result? Guess what the Duke of Wellington said to my father?

He said: 'I will not commit the government to any commitment on the issue of Jewish emancipation and seriously recommend that the submission of Jewish emancipation applications to Parliament be postponed. If you insist on not doing so, the relevant risks and consequences will be borne by the groups involved, and I will not make any protection commitments to you.' "

When Lionel said this, he couldn't help but pause. He took a deep breath, looked at the servant and asked: "So, do you understand now why I want to bet on my new friend? Rothschild Germany's twenty or thirty years of upper-class management in Britain have resulted in this result. This shows that just taking the upper-class route will not work, at least in Britain.

What we need is not just the friendship of a big man like the Duke of Wellington, but also the friendship of a rising star like Arthur who started from scratch. To maintain the friendship of big people, we need to pay tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of pounds every year.

For a rising star like Arthur, it might just be a loan of 350 pounds and a few pieces of news. Of course, it might also require me to pay a little bit of insignificant emotion.

I've had enough of my father groveling in front of those big shots. Rather than trying to please those people without any bottom line, I prefer to talk about friendship with people like Arthur who are willing to be on an equal footing with me, and do business along the way. "

Lionel put on his hat, straightened his clothes, and then spoke to the servant.

"I will process Arthur's property rights documents this afternoon and send them to the Greenwich Police Station before evening. In two days, you will go to his mansion for me to deliver a letter. I plan to invite him to join me in my hunt. Club. I've had enough of complimenting old hunters who are about to meet God. I'd rather be with my younger friends than them."

The old servant asked: "Is this also to win the friendship of Mr. Hastings?"

"No!" Lionel seemed a little angry: "It's just for fun. Can you not always be like my father and make my life so utilitarian? Arthur seems to be a pretty good person. Find him to accompany me." Playing is better than hanging out with those arrogant old men, I have to find some fun in my life!"

After saying this, Lionel walked out of the trading floor angrily.

"Master!" the old servant called him, but Lionel ignored him.

Seeing this situation, the old servant could only shake his head helplessly: "It's still not mature enough. Rothschild men can't be so childish."

…

At dusk and sunset, there was a public carriage with luggage piled on the roof and four grown men huddled together in the carriage.

Elder whistled and grinned: "Arthur! Your new home is actually at Lancaster Gate, which is not far from my uncle's house."

Arthur leaned against the window and replied: "Okay, okay, I know you live in Mayer. You can see Buckingham Palace in two steps, and you can see St. James's Park by standing on the window sill."

Elder stared at this and said, "Arthur, I don't want to show off today!"

Arthur glanced at him: "Does that mean it was before?"

Elder laughed and poked his chest: "Can you please stop being so stingy? It's my uncle's property, not mine. By the way, I'll discuss something with you and I'll move in with you too. ,May I?"

"Okay!" Arthur agreed without thinking.

Elder looked surprised: "Really?"

Arthur nodded, then took out the loan document and took a look at it, then stretched out his hand to Elder and said: "Rent, 3 pounds 8 shillings per month."

"Are you kidding?" Elder glared: "I thought I lived in gold! Two shillings a week, I can't give more."

Arthur curled his lips: "That's okay, then you can live in the bathroom."

Elder said flatteringly: "Arthur, don't be so heartless. For the sake of our friendship, I'll give you three shillings a week."

Arthur stared at him for a long time, then nodded helplessly and said: "It's not easy to get an advantage from you."

"Did you agree?" Elder hurriedly took out two one-pound bills from his pocket and put them into Arthur's hand: "I'll pay for thirteen weeks first, and I'll give you the extra shilling. "

Seeing this, Darwin scratched his head, which was already showing signs of baldness, and took out two bills as well: "Is it so cheap? Then I'll rent a room too."

Arthur held four one-pound bills in his hand, and glanced at Alexandre Dumas from the corner of his eye: "Fat man, yours?"

Hearing this, Alexandre Dumas said: "Mine? It's an honor for you to live in your house. You, a British guy, don't be disrespectful."

Arthur sighed after hearing this, shook his head and said, "Do you know why the British hate France?"

"Why?"

Arthur stuffed the note into his arms: "It's because the French don't know how to be humble."

"Humility?" Alexandre Dumas slapped his chest disdainfully: "No one knows how to be humble better than the French!"

When Elder saw it, he couldn't help laughing and pointed at him and said: "Yes, yes, that's what we are talking about."

The four of them were talking and laughing all the way. Suddenly, the carriage suddenly stopped. Alexandre Dumas did not stop for a moment and directly pressed Elder under him.

Elder was unable to bear the pressure and couldn't help roaring: "Fat man! Get up!"

Arthur knocked on the front window and asked the driver: "Sir, what's going on?"

The coachman took off his hat in embarrassment and replied: "There is a bit of traffic ahead, so we may have to wait for a while."

"Where are you now?"

"Marble Arch, if you are in a hurry, you can get off here. I think the four gentlemen are all in good shape. You should have no problem carrying the luggage on the car to Lancaster Gate."

Arthur stuck his head out to take a look, and sure enough, there was already a long queue in front of him.

He sighed and said to the brothers: "Okay, let's get off the bus here. Let's walk the rest of the way and exercise."

The four of them opened the car door and took off their luggage from the car.

They had just finished unloading their things when an impassioned speech sounded in Arthur's ears.

He turned around and saw a young man in a black tuxedo standing in Hyde Park across the street across the guardrail. He was delivering a passionate speech to the audience.

It's a pity that compared with his outstanding speaking talent, his audience seems very few.

"I don't care whether I am a party or not. I have no support from the party and am standing here independently! But at the same time, I am also a conservative. I advocate conserving all the good things in our system. In addition, I am also a radical party and a radical The demand is to get rid of everything bad in our system! Gentlemen and ladies, please vote for me. A vote for me is a vote for the future of Great Britain!"