I Am the Crown Prince in France

Chapter 823 Joseph in Brussels

After talking about Flemish independence, Joseph ordered Fouche to say:

"There is another very important thing that needs to be done by the Intelligence Agency. Genoa will start a new governor's election in two months, and it is best to have more parliamentarians close to our country elected."

Fouche bowed slightly and said, "We still have some garrisons in Genoa, which should not be difficult to do."

Joseph shook his head: "No, before the election begins, all our troops must be withdrawn. And there will be no trace of our participation in the entire election process.

"It is important to let the Genoese think that the election result is a decision they make themselves."

"This..." Fouchy frowned slightly, but still nodded. "Although it is a bit difficult, the Genoa family power is complicated, and we can start from this aspect."

"Very good," continued Joseph. "My minimum request is to end the control of the parliament by the four great tribes of Genoa, to form an institution that is influenced by us, to regulate the Genoa bureaucrats, and to write it into their laws middle."

Fouche has participated in the government formation process of Caribbean countries before and presided over actions that affect the US presidential election, and has rich experience in these things.

He just thought for a while and then wrote a general plan, which Joseph basically agreed after hearing it.

Seeing that the Prince of King had nothing else and was about to leave, the Director of Intelligence seemed to have thought of something, and stopped and said, "Your Highness, there is another small thing that I care a little about. I think it's better to report it to you."

"Please tell me."

"It's about Mr. John Sandel, a senior technician at United Steam Engine Company." Fouche said, "half a year ago, Matthew Bolton, the major shareholder of the British Steam Engine Company, had secretly contacted him.

"But as I confirm, Mr. Sandel should have rejected the British. Of course, he did not report the matter.

“And that Bolton just drove into France from Spain’s Biss several days ago.

“I have reason to suspect that he is going to conduct industrial espionage.

"You see, do you need to take some necessary measures against him?"

"Bolton?" Joseph narrowed his eyes.

He knew that Bolton Watt Steam Engine Company's business situation has not been very good recently, and it is mostly for the purpose of digging Sandall's corner.

He was not very worried that Sandel would leak technical secrets - the latter is now a gain of fame and fortune, and is still pursuing a French noble lady. It is basically impossible for the British to bribe him. Moreover, the Intelligence Bureau has arranged agents around these core technical personnel, which not only protects their safety but also ensures their loyalty.

Joseph was about to ask Fouche to expel Bolton from the country, but the words suddenly stopped.

Bolton Watt's company is the leader in British steam engine technology, and the steam engine is the national weapon that determines the future of the industrial revolution.

Since Bolton came here himself, why should he be polite to him?

It's just right to take advantage of this opportunity to add some sand to their company. If you are lucky, you might just smash their teeth.

Thinking of this, he said to Fuche: "Just stare at him secretly first, don't disturb him.

"Also, use the signal tower to inform Mr. Sandel and ask him to come to Brussels as soon as possible."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Joseph's schedule was always very full. As soon as Fouche left, Emman reminded him to attend the General Staff Operations Conference.

The content of the meeting was naturally the battle to the Netherlands and how to copy the Duke of York's retreat.

It was not until the time of supper that the combat meeting came to an end.

Joseph returned to his office yawning and was telling Emman: "Don't eat the beer soaked in charcoal and grilled beef for dinner..."

Suddenly, a graceful figure in a black and white dress quickly came up, bent her knees at him, and said in a gentle voice with joy: "Your Highness, are you back?"

Joseph was slightly stunned and then smiled in surprise: "It's Carmelia, why are you here? Your health has completely recovered?"

"I wish you good luck, it's completely gone." The maid said, showing a bright smile. As expected, you can see that your face has become a little rosy, but your cheeks have become much thinner. "His Majesty is talking about you every day, Worrying that you don’t have a good diet abroad, let me come to Brussels to take care of you.”

She paused for a moment and whispered, "I have always been thinking about you."

She said as she signaled the maid who was accompanying her to take a few exquisite boxes: "Oh, Your Highness, this is what His Majesty the Queen asked me to bring, all of which are your favorite snacks."

Then Joseph saw strawberry cakes, frosted almond cakes, and colorful macarons, which were enough for him to eat for a month.

Carmelia pointed to the bottom of the box and said, "Your Majesty asked someone to put ice in the mezzanine at the bottom of the box, so the snacks are still fresh."

Somehow, Joseph suddenly felt a little sore in his nose, and hurriedly covered it with a smile: “Ahhh, these are enough for all the pastry chefs in the South Netherlands to worship.

"Well, is the queen and His Majesty the King doing well recently?"

In fact, with the Shapu signal, he could learn about his parents' situation at any time, but it felt more like life when he said it from Camelia.

"Yes, they are all very good." The maid began to talk about the family matters of Versailles. "His Majesty has attended dances less often, but he often asked someone to tell her about the affairs of the South Netherlands, and he also customized a few. Set of military uniforms. By the way, military uniforms are very popular in Paris now, which is the style you have. Both the ladies and gentlemen like it very much.

"His Majesty the King still spends all day in the Royal Workshop..."

She happily muttered, and followed Joseph into the office: "Oh, you just mentioned 'beer soaked meat'. Do you don't like the food here? If you are willing to wait a moment, let me do it for you. You prepare dinner.”

Joseph trusts Carmelia's cooking skills very much, but seeing her recovering from a serious illness and her tired eyes, she was about to refuse, when she heard the young girl's voice coming from behind Carmelia: " Your Highness, Miss Carmelia has just recovered from a serious illness and needs rest. Perhaps, you can give me the honor of cooking a meal for you on her behalf."

Joseph looked over and saw a 1.7-meter tall man with a slim figure, curly black hair was tied behind his head, his eyes were deep blue, and every movement and tone was as friendly and appropriate as if he had carefully calculated.

He felt that the girl looked familiar and looked at Cameria and said, "Who is this?"

"Oh, Your Highness, you see, I'm so rude that I forgot to introduce it to you. This is Miss Vironic Legris. She once verified on the 'Poroscafe' that I pushed me into the water. The man.”