The Corsican State Secret Police is an organization that Lawrence is considering setting up, either because of the imminent establishment of the Kingdom of Corsica or for deeper reforms in the future.
These incidents will undoubtedly encounter considerable resistance in the country. Although Lawrence has apparently controlled the armed forces of all Corsica, it is impossible to use direct violence to solve everything. This will only make a person panic.
and turbulent Corsica.
Therefore, it is necessary to establish an agency that does the dirty work for Lawrence in the dark and solves everything.
When Lawrence began to conceive of this plan, the first thing he thought of was the bakery that had always served him.
The work they did for Lawrence actually took the form of a secret police: collecting and sorting out the information of the whole society, and conducting secret public opinion guidance and news dissemination in society.
This is why Lawrence thought of him immediately. After all, it would take much more time and resources to build an intelligence organization from scratch than using ready-made bread.
There is another more important reason, that is, the members of the Bakery Club are generally younger youths. Although this means that they may have inexperience, it also means that their thoughts are not yet mature.
In this way, Lawrence can more easily cultivate their loyalty. For such a machine with huge power, Lawrence's first consideration is how to ensure that they use power under his own instructions.
As for the position of head of the secret police, Lawrence had intended to appoint Shadia before he met her.
After all, being able to establish and develop such a large-scale intelligence team in the slums with bare hands has already earned Lawrence some appreciation. When they met officially, Lawrence was even more surprised to find that the leader of the bakery was actually a young woman.
Of course, there is another important reason: Xia Dia also holds some secrets of Lawrence, so taking her under his command is also the safest choice.
Seeing Lawrence looking at Xia Di with interest, Anna couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
As Xia Diya's friend for many years, Anna was working as a guide on the streets of Ajaccio two years ago and received many photos from her. In addition, Anna also knew Xia Diya's abilities, so she also hoped that she could
Gained Lawrence's appreciation.
"You don't need to thank me, this is a normal reward for you."
Lawrence waved to Anna to indicate that he knew, then continued to look at Xia Di and said with a smile:
"I have a question. You seem to be absent from everything in the Palace of the Governor of Corsica, including me. This is a bit strange for a Corsican citizen."
Xia Dia raised her head and glanced at Lauren, and then looked at Anna. She also knew that Anna must have made a lot of efforts for her to come here, but Xia Dia still chose to speak out her heart:
"Because it has nothing to do with me."
"It has nothing to do with you? What do you mean?" Lawrence was stunned for a moment and asked curiously.
Xiadia paused for a moment, as if thinking about how to explain it, and then asked Lawrence:
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"President Bonaparte, have you ever lived in the West City, or the slums?"
Lawrence frowned slightly and said, "Dang, I have led troops to patrol there many times."
"It's not the kind of patrol that's just for show."
Xia Diya stared straight at Lauren, shook her head slowly and said:
"It's about truly integrating into that environment and living like a helpless poor man with nothing."
"That's true of me." Lawrence admitted with a curt nod.
"You can imagine that when you get up in the morning, the first breath of air you take in is the smelly stench coming from the ditch. You feel the hunger in your stomach before you even have time to feel sick, and you haven't even woken up from your sleep.
We have to start thinking about how to survive this day.”
Xadia said calmly:
"Not to mention how others treated you. The officials kicked open your ramshackle house, rushed in, dragged your father out and said they had drafted him into the army; followed closely by the tax officials, they broke in
You look at all the things that may be valuable in your home with a sly look. If you are poor, the tax collector will grab you by the neck and yell at you.
Have you hidden all your belongings..."
"I can understand."
Lawrence sighed, slowly closed his eyes and said.
Xia Diya said, seeming to have remembered something, she couldn't help but lower her head and let out a long sigh, and then continued:
"You just asked me why I don't care about everything here. It's because everything here has nothing to do with me. Today, Governor Bonaparte is sitting here, yesterday it was President Pauli, tomorrow it may be President Jack, and the day after tomorrow it may be Danny.
Sir, the adults in the Governor's Mansion come and go, but will the lives of the poor change?"
"Oh my god, Sister Xia Diya, please stop talking."
After hearing this, Anna's face suddenly changed. She quickly ran to Xia Diya and shook her shoulders. At the same time, she bowed to the silent Lawrence and said:
"I'm very sorry. She didn't mean to say this. Please believe me."
After thinking for a moment, Lawrence looked up at Xia Di again. He was not a bit shy about her words, because he had said similar words when facing Governor Pauli.
It's only now that the roles have changed, and Lawrence himself has become the target of this criticism, that he feels something else.
"Xia Diya, little one, oh hug, Xia Diya."
Lawrence looked at it solemnly and said slowly:
"Do you want to change this?"
"Change?"
Xia Diya was stunned, as if she had heard some joke, but because of Lawrence's face, she smiled slightly bitterly.
If the common people want to change their own destiny, it may be possible, but if they want to change the destiny of the entire class, from Xadia's point of view, this is tantamount to idiotic talk. The nobility and the priests are like two insurmountable mountains.
in front of their eyes.
"I can tell you my answer first."
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"I will definitely change it. This is my commitment to you and my commitment to the Corsican people."
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"you..."
Xia Diya was stunned. It was only then that she felt that the Bonaparte in front of her seemed different from the powerful people in her impression.
Lawrence continued:
"Why, I need the help of you and your subordinates. No one is alone, Xadia."
Xia Diya's lips trembled, and after a while she slowly said:
"If your commitment is, I think I can consider it."
"certainly."
Lawrence stood up, knowing that Xia Diya's hesitation was normal. As long as she seriously considered it, she would definitely not refuse, whether it was for herself or those in the bakery, so he nodded and said:
"The door of the Governor's Palace is open for you at any time. You can leave."
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"Sigh...first of all, she really didn't mean what she said."
After Xia Dia left, Anna was still a little worried that Lawrence was annoyed by Xia Dia's words, so she quickly explained:
"She is also a poor person. Her father was arrested for military service three years ago and received news of his death in battle last year. Her mother is also blind and has to rely on sewing to make ends meet.
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"Yeah..."
Lawrence looked thoughtfully and then ordered:
"Bring her mother to the Governor's Palace and arrange a light job with three times the salary."
"Really? That's great. She will be very happy."
Anna looked at Lawrence overjoyed and said:
"First of all, you are so kind."
Lawrence smiled wryly and waved his hands and said:
"An, this is not benevolence, this is also for..."
No, as soon as Lawrence said it, looking at Anna's still childish face, he still held back the second half of the sentence.
After all, bringing Xia Diya's mother to the Governor's Palace was actually a hostage, Lawrence still felt that it would be better if he knew in his heart:
"No, Ann, sometimes we still need a kind heart."
From Corsica to Fourth Rome.
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