My Italian

The busy city of Rome was no different after Carlo was enthroned, it was all so lively. Except for some cherishing young girls to talk about this handsome king, there is still no change in life.

"Uh!"

Carlo, who was missed by the girl, stretched for a long time, and then looked at the manuscript he prepared with satisfaction.

This is a plan carefully prepared by Carlo, intending to build one or two large power experimental centers in Italy. Then use the results of the experimental center to speed up the process of electrification in Italy to achieve corner overtaking.

In Carlo's view, at present, Italy can only start with electrification if it wants to achieve corner overtaking.

Since we are going to start the electrification road, we must need a laboratory to develop electrification.

This time, Carlo no longer intends to use his previous tricks, which is too unprofessional. It's just like a manual workshop, the key is that you can't even pull the Tesla you want.

This time, Carlo is directly benchmarking the future of General Electric, and a large-scale R&D center will be built. If there are less than 500 researchers, they are too embarrassed to go out and say hello, and the area of ​​less than 20 hectares is considered small.

Of course, the cost is not cheap. The initial budget is 20 million lire, and the annual R&D expenditure after completion will not be less than 10 million lire.

In addition, such a large investment, of course, Carlo did not decide at a stroke of his head. It mainly refers to the General Electric Company of Edison in the United States. Of course, Edison is still looking for suitable bamboo for carbon filaments all over the world. There is also Siemens, which is prosperous in Germany, and it is also within the scope of Carlo's reference.

And this investment limit was also set by Carlo. Because he needs to meet his requirements for producing results within a few years, whether it is in terms of funding or staffing, it needs to be solved expeditiously. Naturally, money must be made to open the way, and sufficient funds and manpower must be used to speed up the progress. After all, his laboratory needs to be in a hurry, otherwise the cost of purchasing the patent will cost Italy a lot of money.

After Carlo put down the plan that he was satisfied with, he called in Domingo, his confidant. "Where is my uncle?"

Facing Carlo's question, how could Domingo not report as a confidant. "Your Majesty, the Regent is currently a guest at the Baroness Hulls' house."

Domingo's words immediately made Carlo's mood worse, and even this plan was not so good.

My uncle, since he was the regent of course, brought his nonsense in Turin with him. In just two months, there were several wives with names and surnames, and there may be more unknown ones. Perfectly explained the word stallion, as the person in charge of the actual power of the king, is it really good to **** like this.

Thinking of this, Carlo was full of fire. He didn't see that he didn't even have the tender cabbage beside him. Those who want to do great things must have great courage, and those who can't even manage the lower body can have anything.

Although Carlo was so angry, in the end he had to let it go. Is there any way to do this? It's not just to forgive him.

Who let himself have only such an uncle, although it was a bit frustrating, but from a certain point of view, it was also good for him. It's just this kind of benefit, I don't know if I can get it.

With this concern, Carlo waited for the time, the time to meet with his uncle and the Prime Minister. According to a certain convention, before the monarch is not an adult, one day every week or ten days, the regent, the prime minister and others will discuss military affairs and decisions in front of the monarch.

Although Carlo has no decision-making power in this, at least he can have a basic understanding of the government's handling of affairs.

And this day is very near, the day after tomorrow.

Two days later, in the council hall of the Quirinale Palace, the young King Carlo was earnestly listening to the discussions or quarrels of the ministers.

"This year's agricultural harvest in Sicily has failed, and some taxes must be reduced or exempted, otherwise those farmers will not be able to survive."

"Mr. Custer, how much do you think the reduction is appropriate?"

"I think that at least half of the exemption needs to be reduced. For this reason, the Governor of Sicily, Mr. Ambik, also agrees with my point of view."

The one who is generously speaking is the Minister of Agriculture, Markleide, who is in his fifties with a little old man and a red nose from a wine tank, who is arguing for tax relief and justification for Sicily.

"It's too much, it's impossible. At present, my country's expenditure is too large. If half of Sicily's agricultural tax is reduced or exempted, it will create a bigger hole. Who will fill it?"

The one who jumped out was the Minister of Finance, Jagali. This same slender little old man was worried about Italy's finances, so he was extremely smart, and his shiny little head stood out in the crowd.

For such a situation, Carlo has seen a lot in the past two months, but he still finds it very interesting. However, compared with Carlo, his uncle, the regent, Amedeo, was different. He couldn't help yawning.

This made it difficult for Carlo to discuss inwardly, but he still asked in a low voice with concern on his face. "Uncle, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Facing his nephew's concern, Amedeo felt a little embarrassed. "Uh, yes. Uncle didn't sleep well last night. He's been too busy recently."

Speaking of which, Amedeo recalled the beautiful carcasses last night. Unfortunately, he used too much force, so he probably needed a rest.

But what he didn't notice was that when he said this, many of the ministers below couldn't help pouting. The regent's reputation has spread throughout Rome in just two months, and now everyone knows this romantic regent.

Although Amedeo didn't notice it, Carlo did. This gave him a strange feeling. This uncle has lost his majesty among officials in two months, which is not good at all.

Afterwards, Carlo did not speak again, and continued to observe the handling of government affairs, and in this, Carlo still found something. That is Prime Minister Cairoli's growing authority among officials, including in the handling of Sicily's taxes.

After he spoke, the dispute was settled.

Of course, the Prime Minister's political level is very high. He does not take sides and speaks the truth. Carlo vaguely felt that even without himself and the uncle who was about to become a vase, he could handle these things well.

This is not because he is dissatisfied with the ability of the prime minister, but because the regent as his uncle is too unsatisfactory, which will lead to an imbalance of power and concentrate power on him alone. The other speaker of the three regents, Leslie, is more able to exert influence in the parliament. Now everyone knows that the parliament is just a rubber stamp, which is useless.

Thinking of this, Carlo was even more worried about this.

After finally all aspects of government affairs were dealt with, Carlo immediately cheered up. He knew that his first proposal was very important and related to his image.

"Wait a minute, I have a proposal."

After calling everyone, Carlo came up with his own plan.

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