My Italian Chapter 37

When the government finally prepared for the disaster relief, some people started the disaster relief before them. As everyone can guess, it is true that the Savoy family, as the royal family, took the lead in starting large-scale relief. Funded by the royal family, many ships were brought to southern Italian ports carrying grain from all over Europe.

As a king, Carlo, of course, will not miss this opportunity. He personally distributed relief food to the affected people, so that the suffering victims can feel the care and condolences from the royal family. The figure of this young majesty can be seen in Naples, Bari, Taranto and other places.

"God bless you."

Carlo put a relief food in the hands of a starving disaster victim, and the expression of gratitude on his face was about to overflow.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

After sending the victim away, Carlo continued to say the same thing to the next victim, gaining another heart.

This situation continued until sunset, and Carlo returned to the Alton Manor where he was in Palermo with a sore arm.

This manor is also the property of the royal family. As for the Norman palace where his father lived before, because of the assassination, Carlo didn't want to live there anymore, so he changed it.

Of course, this time Carlo condolences to southern Italy, and the protection work is not unreliable, it is simply three steps, one post and five steps. There is no reason for anyone to see another assassination, which is really unreasonable.

So in addition to the strict guards in the manor, the police also protect the manor with the same attitude.

Of course, Carlo's kindness in distributing food to the victims will not be affected by this. Every victim who can walk to Carlo has undergone strict inspections to ensure that they cannot do any harm to His Majesty the King.

Carlo, who returned to his residence, ignored his sore arm and asked the guard beside him. "Your Majesty the Guard, have you come back?"

"Your Majesty, the captain of the guard has not returned yet."

"Then when he comes back, call him over immediately."

"As ordered, Your Majesty."

After giving orders to the guards, Carlo had time to deal with his arms.

"Nia, come and rub my arm for me. Yesterday I found out that after you rubbed it, it's much better."

Following Carlo's call, the soft little maid appeared in front of him.

The gentle little hand held Carlo's shoulder, which made him snort uncontrollably. At the same time, the faint aroma and white tenderness stimulated his senses from time to time, making him a little addicted.

"Nia, that's right, just squeeze here. It's so comfortable. Don't stop. Right, my abdomen is a little swollen. Help me squeeze it. Si~, it hurts."

Nia, who was blushing, patted the part that Carlo was talking about, making him take a deep breath.

"Da da da~"

Just when Carlo was about to fight with the little maid for a while, the knock on the door disturbed his interest.

"What's up?"

Faced with being disturbed, Carlo didn't bother to continue playing with the little maid, and immediately asked.

"Your Majesty, the captain of the guard is back."

"Let him come over immediately."

Temporarily letting go of the opportunity to promote his relationship with the little maid Nia, Carlo immediately summoned the captain of the guard who had just returned.

By the time the captain of the bodyguard who served the dusty servant appeared in front of Carlo, the little maid had long since disappeared.

"Head of the Guard, how is this meeting?"

Before the captain of the guard could speak, Carlo spoke first. Although this seems to have neglected the captain of the bodyguard, from another aspect, it can be seen that Carlo attaches great importance to this.

"Your Majesty, I saw Mr. Garibaldi this time. He is very grateful for the assistance you sent, but he believes that the disaster victims in various parts of Italy need the help of the royal family even more, so he said that he will not need to send him funds next time. He will find a way to solve the difficulties of the red shirts."

"Did Garibaldi agree to meet?"

"Your Majesty, did he agree?"

Hearing this news made Carlo feel that his trip was worthwhile. Yes, this time he came to Palermo, in addition to disaster relief, the most important thing is to meet Garibaldi.

Because he knew that after the agreement between Italy and France, the government no longer needed Garibaldi, and he did not want to wait until the national hero was disappointed and returned to the island of Caprera to find a way, because if so , then his every move will be highly watched by people.

"Then did Mr. Garibaldi say when to meet?"

"Your Majesty, the sooner I follow your instructions, the better, so the appointment is to meet tomorrow morning."

"Okay then, I'll be announced tomorrow to rest, just in time to see His Excellency Garibaldi."

After a night of silence, Palermo started a new day the next day.

And King Carlo, who lives in the Alton Manor, announced that he would have a day off in the manor today, which made the police chief in charge of the peripheral security work relieved. After all, for him, His Majesty's safety comes first, and he doesn't want to follow in the footsteps of his predecessor. a

It's just that he didn't know that the object he needed to protect was no longer here.

Palermo's Sam Street, where ordinary people live, so the atmosphere is very heavy. The children playing on the street have been washing clothes by the well and the small traders and hawkers on the street have built a picture full of life. .

Carlo was sitting in the carriage looking at such a scroll in a trance.

The carriage he rides is very ordinary, without any patterns representing the family's logo, just like ordinary people use carriages. However, although the carriages are the same, the people are different, and the driver who drives the carriage looks powerful.

The carriage didn't go down the street for long, and soon turned into an alley. The scene here is different. Many young people gather here, and the queue is long.

"Your Majesty, this is the Red Shirt Army recruiting people, and His Excellency Garibaldi is waiting for you inside."

"I see."

The carriage was parked beside the small door. After the captain of the guard, Baron Filimickey, got out of the car with Carlo, he signaled to a man standing at the small door, and they walked in.

As soon as you enter, the picture is different. There are a lot of people here, but they are all busy with their own affairs.

Under the leadership of the chief guard, Carlo and his party passed through them and came to a room on the third floor.

After a knock on the door, Carlo finally saw the national hero again.

"Hello, Mr. Garibaldi, nice to meet you."

"Hello, Your Majesty, forgive me for not being able to pick you up in person. After all, there are a lot of people here, so it wouldn't be nice to attract attention."

"It's okay, I won't care about it."

After greeting Garibaldi, Carlo continued to speak to another person beside him with enthusiasm. "It's a pleasure to see you here, Mr. Cosenz, and I know that a true Italian cannot accept the pain that others impose on it."

That's right, it's Garibaldi's friend Cosenz who deserves Carlo to speak.

"Nice to meet you, Your Majesty. I wonder if Your Majesty is in a hurry to see us this time. Is there anything urgent?"

After all, who was Garibaldi's right-hand man, Cosenz asked Carlo the purpose of his visit as soon as he came.

"There is indeed an urgent matter to inform you."

Carlo said after organizing the language. "Are you aware of the current secret negotiations between the government and the French?"

Before the two could answer, Carlo knew the answer from their surprised expressions.

Although Prime Minister Depretis is very secretive, how could it be hidden from Carlo's eyes? As a royal family, the Savoy family is extremely well-informed in Rome.

Sure enough, the two of them, who were astonished, answered in unison. "We don't know."

"Can your majesty tell me what's going on?"

"Can."

Carlo told the two about Prime Minister De Pretis's attempt to sell off the Italian industry in Tunisia, and the two of them listened to his words and their expressions became more and more serious.

The two are not stupid either. If the government negotiates with the French, it will be very embarrassing for Garibaldi to form a red shirt, because this kind of behavior without government support is doomed to fail.

Although Garibaldi doesn't care about failure, no one will be happy to see the government stab him in the back.

And Garibaldi, who was accustomed to being stabbed, also did not want to see such a result.

And now is not the period of the unification war, he can do what he wants to be people to send money to people. Now facing France, Garibaldi is complicated inside. But no matter how complicated it is, as an Italian, he must also be on the Italian side.

"Your Majesty thank you for your notification, it will give us time to prepare."

The personal thanks from the national hero did not satisfy Carlo, only he asked a question. "Your Excellency, can I ask what you are going to do?"

In the face of Carlo's question, Garibaldi and his old friend looked at each other and said. "What else can be done, only to dissolve them and let them go home."

Garibaldi's words made Carlo happy, he came to Palermo this time to appear at this time.

"You two, it's a waste to let the red shirts disband like this. Think about it, these young people who read Italy with love in their hearts, after a lot of hard work, were told that they were going to be disbanded. To all the people who are proud of the red shirts, I don't think it's good at all."

Facing Carlo's impassioned remarks, the two old men who had experienced so many trials and hardships did not know that the young majesty in front of them had other thoughts. Although I don't know what His Majesty is thinking, it seems to be pretty good after several contacts, so Cosenz didn't wait for the old friend to speak, and gave him a chance.

"Your Majesty, what do you think should be done?"

Since Cosenz gave himself the opportunity, of course Carlo needs to seize it.

"I also know the current difficulties of the Red Shirts, mainly because the government is no longer willing to provide human and material support. With the agreement between the government and France, although the people still maintain a high voice of opposition, the government will not give any more support. Support. This is very bad for the Red Shirts, and I don't want to see it. I think it is very important to ensure that the Red Shirts have a historical heritage, which is also very important to the kingdom, so I hope to keep the Red Shirts. down."

Hearing this, Cosenz couldn't help but speak.

"But Your Majesty, don't you consider the military's attitude?"

The reason why the Red Shirts were disbanded several times was because the military was hostile to this team that was not under its control, and of course Garibaldi had a strong republican ideology.

And Cosenz pointed out this point directly, and also wanted to see how Carlo would solve the situation that the military opposed this situation.

"Please rest assured, I have fully considered the attitude of the military. I think incorporating the Red Shirts into the Guards system can reduce the military's opposition."

The guards that Carlo said were led by the military and the royal family. Of course, the Italian guards were not as large as Russia. At present, there are only two regiments with less than 7,000 troops. They are stationed in Rome and are mainly responsible for defending. royal family.

And when Carlo said this, he couldn't help but ask. "Can I ask, how many people are in the Red Shirts now?"

"Currently there are 1,836 red shirts."

"Very good," Carlo was very satisfied with this figure. If there were too many red shirts, he would not be able to arrange it. "I think the establishment of the three regiments of the guards will not humiliate the prestige of the Red Shirts."

Facing Carlo's offer, Cosenz and Garibaldi looked at each other, and the national hero spoke. "Thank you Your Majesty for your interest in the Red Shirts, but this matter is of great importance and we need to think about it."

Facing Garibaldi's answer, Carlo nodded in agreement. He had no idea of ​​the other party agreeing on the spot, but he couldn't help but ask. "There's no problem with that, but can I ask how long to think about it?"

"How long will your Majesty stay in Palermo?"

"I'll stay for three more days."

"Then we will give Your Majesty an accurate answer in three days."

Carlo, who was satisfied with the result, left after chatting with the two for a while. In order to avoid attracting attention, Garibaldi and Cosenz did not send Carlo off. After the Carlos carriage left, the two of them looked back.

"What do you think of His Majesty Carlo's suggestion?"

Cosenz took the lead and couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Facing his friend's question, the white-haired old man answered helplessly, the confusion in his eyes could be seen by everyone.

Although he was already mentally prepared for this result, he realized that he was still unable to bear it when it really arrived. Why is it so difficult to serve the country by yourself!

But it's about the future of the boys, and he doesn't plan to decide directly.

"It doesn't matter what I think, you should ask the guys for their opinions. They follow me with full expectation and trust me. I can't make decisions for them selfishly."

It seems that the government's decision this time has broken the heart of the national hero again, but Cosenz has nothing to do about it.

Although the old friend has an extremely high prestige among the people, the government and military's fear of him has not been alleviated in the slightest. It may not be until the death of his old friend that he will no longer guard him like a thief.

Garibaldi is also a vigorous person. Since he has made a decision, he must execute it. In the evening of the same day, he called everyone in the red shirts, informed them of the situation, and let them decide for themselves.

The result made Carlo very satisfied. 1513 of the 1836 people chose to join the Guards, and Carlodo was not asked to wait. The next day, Garibaldi sent someone to inform Carlo of the result, which made him unable to bear it. She picked up the little maid beside her to vent her joy.

Even though the little maid Bai Nen's little hand was beating on Carlo's chest, it didn't make him want to put it down.

As for whether this was Carlo's involuntary or intentional behavior, I don't know, but he just felt good.

Next, Carlo stayed for another day. After leaving the chief guard to solve the remaining problems, he returned to Rome, and he still had plans to do.

Chapter end