CHAPTER 327: CHAPTER 323 FRENCH STYLE NIPPLE FUN

"Paris is the center of France. All useful reforms made in Paris will promote the development of the entire country.

Let me beautify this great city as much as possible, improve the living conditions of its citizens, and inspire them to discover new interests. Let me rebuild new streets—a street that runs through this Paris region, cleansing the densely populated areas lacking in fresh air and sunlight, allowing beneficial sunlight to penetrate every wall, just as the light of truth shines in our hearts.

Now I announce that the first phase of the Paris urban renewal project is officially open!"

On November 13, 1851, at the invitation of Georges Ossman, the then-governor of Seine Province, Jerome Bonaparte, wearing a cotton coat, braved the cold wind roaring from the north to attend the city renovation opening ceremony hosted by Paris City Hall.

As soon as the ceremony began, the square outside City Hall was tightly packed with the crowds of Parisians coming and going. As time went on, the number of people gathering in the square at City Hall increased. To prevent chaos and stampede incidents due to overcrowding, Seine Province Governor Georges Ossman urgently dispatched City Hall personnel to the Police Department, requesting Police Department Minister Mopa to arrange for sufficient manpower to maintain order outside the City Hall.

The Minister of the Police Department, Mopa, immediately agreed to the request and dispatched nearly 200 administrative police officers from two districts to City Hall to maintain order. Under the coordination of more than 200 policemen, the slightly chaotic crowd quickly regained order.

Only then did the scene of Jerome Bonaparte’s speech in front of City Hall occur.

After Jerome Bonaparte finished his speech, enthusiastic cheers erupted in the square. Residents who had been living in the urban areas of Paris for many years had long endured the current state of Paris’s environment, and they were eager to change the existing dirty and disorderly living conditions. However, due to the inaction of previous governments, Paris’s renovation had been delayed time and again.

Now, at last, there is someone willing to take on the responsibility of renovating Paris, addressing the filthy and crowded environment—how could they not be embraced by the people?

The square was filled with chants of "Long live the Emperor, long live the Empire."

With a smile, Jerome Bonaparte waved to the supporters outside the square. All his efforts were to win more support from the Parisians, to reduce their resistance to the establishment of the Empire.

It turned out that the petite bourgeoisie class was forever the most conservative and easiest to satisfy. As long as you gave them a little sunshine, they would feel content.

Amidst the cheers of the petite bourgeoisie, Jerome Bonaparte entered the City Hall and left through the back door in a carriage.

The next tasks could just be handed over to Georges Ossman.

As Jerome Bonaparte, riding a black open-topped double carriage, returned to the Tuileries Palace and had just alighted, he encountered the Minister of the Seal, Mornay.

He was hurriedly walking out of the Tuileries Palace, and upon seeing Jerome Bonaparte’s vehicle, he quickened his pace to meet him.

"What has happened?" Jerome Bonaparte asked Mornay with curiosity.

"Your Majesty..." Mornay leaned towards Jerome Bonaparte’s ear and whispered, "Marshal Surt has died!"

"When did it happen?" Jerome Bonaparte asked in surprise. He wasn’t surprised by Surt’s death, but by the speed of it.

It had only been less than half a month since Jerome Bonaparte last met Marshal Surt, and now the Marshal was already dead.

"Around six o’clock this morning!" Mornay continued, "According to his servant, Marshal Surt hastily ate a meal yesterday and then lay down in bed, instructing his servant to wake him up early the next day. Who would have thought he would sleep and never wake up?"

"Alas!" Jerome Bonaparte sighed deeply, reflecting on the passage of time.

"Your Majesty, should we pay our respects?" Mornay inquired again.

"Go!" Jerome Bonaparte declared decisively, "We not only have to go, but we must go with great fanfare!" He paused, then reorganized his words: "Here’s what we’ll do! You must contact the Paris Newspaper immediately, asking them to report on Grand Marshal Surt’s death as soon as possible. What’s essential is to highlight his achievements...especially his contributions during the First Empire, and have some newspapers report on the ordeals he suffered during the Restoration Dynasty and the July Monarchy."

Mornay immediately understood Jerome Bonaparte’s intention. He wanted to use Surt’s favor in the First Empire to highlight the harshness of the Restoration Dynasty and the July Monarchy.

No one would like a "boss" who treats employees harshly.

Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!

Mornay couldn’t help but admire Jerome Bonaparte’s advanced thinking in guiding public opinion. Sometimes he truly couldn’t understand how Jerome Bonaparte could know so much, and how many quirky ideas his brain possibly held.

"I understand! I’ll go right away," Mornay nodded to show his comprehension.

Just as Mornay was about to leave, Jerome Bonaparte spoke again: "Oh, and one more thing! Try to have the newspaper serialize works that do not involve too much political stance literature. Excessive commentary on current events can easily put us in a passive position!"

Mornay looked at Jerome Bonaparte in confusion.

"Minister Mornay, have you ever owned a dog?" Jerome Bonaparte asked Mornay, who shook his head.

"Let me put it this way!" Jerome Bonaparte attempted to explain the post-capitalist country’s "nipple entertainment" theory to Mornay in brief terms: "A dog is a very simple creature compared to humans! As long as you give it a new ball, it can play with it all day long. The same principle applies to the public; moderate relaxation of entertainment activities will gradually reduce the public’s pursuit of politics! This would be more beneficial for our rule!"

Mornay nodded as if he partially understood, seemingly having touched upon something different.

Although entertainment activities in the 19th century were far inferior to those in the 21st century, Jerome Bonaparte still had a way to entrench them in the initial "nipple entertainment".

"Oh, and try to recruit a batch of literary figures willing to comply with our management. It’s fine if their writing is a bit subpar! As long as they can follow orders obediently, I can make great use of them!" Jerome Bonaparte instructed Mornay once again.

Having experienced the era of big data, Jerome Bonaparte intended to use these shameless writers to develop a unique cultural industry based on France’s nipple entertainment theory. The straightforward novels of later writers like Keigo Higashino, Haruki Murakami, and Da Liu could easily be used.

They could even draw nourishment from the motherland France...

The whimsical ideas brewing in Jerome Bonaparte’s mind required a group of writers to help him realize them.

By then, the entire middle class of Paris would be immersed in the cultural industry’s "nipple entertainment" theory.

Although Mornay did not understand what Jerome Bonaparte intended to do, when he noticed Jerome Bonaparte’s expression increasingly resembling a statement, Mornay couldn’t help but tremble all over.

Your Majesty, could it be that you’ve awakened some undesirable hobby?

Mornay quickly took his leave, and after he left, Jerome Bonaparte returned to the study, once again contemplating whether there were any loopholes in his "nipple entertainment" theory, when a newspaper on the desk caught his attention. The newspaper was entirely in German, and it was presumably from the German Region.

However, the newspaper’s content was about the University of Berlin’s protests against Prussian despotism.

Jerome Bonaparte suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked the most combative group, which was the students.

Students, filled with passion, often took the lead during revolutions, whether it was the February Revolution or the July Revolution; they played an important role.

"Damn, I must figure out a way to deal with this!" Jerome Bonaparte stood by the window, pondering for a moment, and an evil plan emerged in his mind. He hurriedly called Mokar over.

"Immediately go to the Ministry of Education and summon Minister Pariou!" Jerome Bonaparte said in a serious tone.

Upon receiving the order, Mokar swiftly took action, and about half an hour later, the Minister of Public Education, Pariou, was brought before Jerome Bonaparte.

"Your Majesty, what do you command?" Jerome Bonaparte’s sudden summons left Pariou momentarily flustered, and he cautiously asked Jerome Bonaparte.

"Here’s the thing!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Pariou, "I think the Ministry of Education should strengthen its oversight of middle and university students’ learning. Our country must cultivate a strong education, with education as the path to national prosperity..."

Jerome Bonaparte rambled a great deal to Pariou, with the core idea being to request Pariou to increase the academic burden between universities and middle schools.

"The four-year university plan must be strictly enforced, and no one is allowed to skip grades!" Jerome Bonaparte specifically emphasized.

"Yes!" Pariou couldn’t help but silently mourn for the students.

According to Jerome Bonaparte’s plan, the lives of middle and university students would become exceptionally burdensome.

"Tell those students! Only by enduring hardships can you reach the top! Enjoyment is reserved for those who are prepared, and young people should be vigorous and not be corrupted by the freedom scattered about!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Pariou.

Pariou nodded, indicating that he would strictly enforce Jerome Bonaparte’s requirements.

Thus, a regulation known as the "Pariou Education Law" emerged in 1852. This law, highly dreaded by students, would permeate the entirety of the 19th century and even the 20th century...