Italy, Here I Come Chapter 3: Dealing With

"Leader, this is the telegram we just received. The situation in Rome is much better than we imagined."

"Really?" Mussolini was overjoyed. He quickly read the telegram and danced exaggeratedly. "Comrades, let me tell you some good news. The Roman police system has decided to side with us!"

"Long live Italy!"

"Long live the leader!"

Although everyone was shouting wildly, Mussolini privately called the old Ciano to confirm again: "Is the news reliable? Don't let it be a trick spread by the enemy to lure us in so that we can all be caught in one fell swoop."

"No problem, leader! The telegram was sent to me jointly by Calais and Grandini. The latter has a little friendship with me and should not lie. Besides, having this telegram in hand will also be a restriction for him. In the future His political opponents will not let him go, and neither will Fakda."

"Very good, very good... You have made great contributions to Fascism." Mussolini was most worried about the obstruction of the local military and police, although the black shirt army had passed through Cremona, Alexandria and Bologna, along the way All the troops and police have not launched an effective interception, but he does not yet have a grasp of the dynamics in Rome.

"Fakda was originally going to issue martial law, but it was not implemented due to internal differences. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us." The old Ciano suppressed his excitement, "Another thing that needs to be clarified is that this matter was not done by me. , it was my son Calais who persuaded Grandini.”

"Calais? Uh..." Mussolini's mind suddenly showed the image of little Ciano, handsome and young. Calais is the nickname among acquaintances. "He is still studying at university in Rome, right?"

"Yes, but this kid can do it. He has connected tens of thousands of students from middle and high schools in Rome to form the Young Italy League, and he has named himself the chairman. He is currently building momentum in Rome, jumping up and down, preparing to welcome you, and convince Grandini that he is As part of the plan, he also got news that Fakda, who was desperate, might extend an olive branch to us in an attempt to tide over the difficulties by reorganizing the cabinet. He believed that the leader had lofty ambitions and was determined to create a new Italy. We must find a new way out for Italy and we will never join the same trap as these politicians.”

Mussolini was stunned by what the old Ciano said, and finally smiled: "He is right, I need all the power and not this kind of mediocrity!"

Old Ciano smiled secretly: What he said just now was either true or false. Whether it was true or false, he put a lot of gold on young Ciano's face. First of all, there are only a few thousand students connected by little Ciano, and only a few hundred of them are die-hard supporters of Fascism. Most of the rest are just watching the excitement and fearing that the world will not be in chaos; secondly, the Young Italian League is originally a The grassroots team had fallen into chaos after little Ciano was taken away. It was not as unified and complete as he described; again, the news of martial law was confirmed by Grandini himself, and the invitation to reorganize the cabinet was made by Confucius. What Tiny deduced based on historical memory was not some pry information at all; in the end, the action of organizing Roman citizens and Roman police to welcome the Black Shirts was not even a word, it was entirely Contini's next step in building momentum.

But in his excitement, Mussolini would not distinguish the difference carefully, and the old Ciano did not take all the credit for himself: if these things were accomplished because of his son's credit, he would not be guilty. Embezzlement, in the final analysis, is Lao Tzu's credit; if these things cannot be done, it is just young people who are making trouble, and the old Ciano cannot be held accountable. The moment he received the telegram, he had already thought of a way to deal with the situation by advancing and attacking and retreating and defending.

Mussolini was very happy: "Calais has done a good job. If this thing can succeed, why not be the leader of Italy's youth?"

"Isn't this not good? He is only 19 years old!"

"You're right, you heard me. The revolution starts with young people. When I was 19, I wasn't as good at it as he was. Not to mention trying to convince the police chief, even a little police detective could shut me up." Solini was in a good mood, "You know, my sons and daughters are still young. When we grow old, Calais will lead them in the revolution!"

This sentence is not so much a wish for the young Ciano to be appointed as an official, but it is better to say that he is wooing the old Ciano. The latter naturally understood and said quickly: "Leader, this matter is not urgent. Let him connect Rome first." , The things to welcome the leader are done well, if things go wrong, I will break his legs later!”

"Hahaha, no, no!"

"How's it going? Have you contacted me?"

"The contact has been made. Both my father and the leader agree that you will continue to serve. If you perform well, you can take on greater responsibilities in the future." Contini smiled slightly and said to Grandini, "The leader said he would reject the cabinet reshuffle. Invitation, what he wants is the power of the entire cabinet and the entire central government! He will not fall for this small gain."

Due to the failure to declare martial law, Grandini keenly sensed something unusual and had deep doubts about Fakda's political career, so he relaxed his threat to Contini and instead asked the young man about When it came to his own future, Contini talked with him for half an hour, relying on his sharp tongue to win him over. Originally, Grandini wanted to take the opportunity to fight with Fascisti for promotion to the director of the Police Department of the Ministry of Interior. But Contini shook his head to stop him.

"Your Excellency, it's not that I don't want to help you, but this position is not of great benefit to you."

"Why?"

"If the leader fails to take the position, your current struggle and bargaining chips will inevitably fall into the hands of others. It's easy to deal with ordinary people. If it's your opponent, it will be extremely disadvantageous to you. But if you just pretend to be with the leader to ensure your position, I believe no one can blame you for anything; if the leader succeeds, then he will definitely remember what you did today, which is good for your future. However, there are only so many positions in the cabinet, and the leader also has a group of people to arrange. It's not impossible to arrange you in hastily, but it will cause their dissatisfaction-after all, you haven't followed the leader for a long time, and then you will become the object of their exclusion..."

In fact, Grandini understands that Contini is right, but he is unwilling to stay where he is-you have to fight for some benefits after joining, right?

Contini seemed to see through his thoughts and advised, "In fact, you don't have to worry at all. As long as you have power and ability, you will have many opportunities. After the leader comes to power, there will definitely be dissatisfaction with him from all sides. He must rely on his subordinates to help him deal with problems, but you know that his subordinates are all people who started their careers as revolutionaries, and there are almost no ones who are proficient in internal affairs and police affairs. In the end, they still have to rely on you. As long as you deal with the leader's worries, what position can you want in the future? Not to mention a mere police chief, I think you can even be the Minister of the Interior! By then, you will have made contributions and have been in office for a long time. Wouldn't it be great to take on greater responsibilities? As a matter of course? "

"Okay, but you should be more restrained these two days and don't make things difficult for me..."

Contini blinked and smiled: "Of course, we are all intellectuals, we will understand things and abide by national laws and regulations. But I have to go back quickly. If it's too late, I don't know what kind of trouble others will make."

Before leaving, Contini muttered like a charlatan: "Sir, I have a hunch that the leader will march into Rome in no more than 5 days..."

Grandini nodded, thinking: If what you said cannot be realized in 5 days, you little bastard will be the first to taste my power!

"Galai, you're back? Did the police make things difficult for you?"

"If you don't come back, we'll march to the police station tomorrow to support you."

"No, I met Mr. Grandini. He's very easy to talk to, understands and sympathizes with our situation. After my unremitting efforts, he has agreed to support us..."

"Really?"

"Impossible?"

"We'll know if it's true tomorrow after trying it." In front of many alliance directors, Contini naturally wouldn't reveal the real inside story. Instead, he intentionally or unintentionally formed such a misleading message - it was Ciano who single-handedly relied on his personal charm instead of the black shirts behind him and the current complicated situation to convince Grandini!

A group of people listened to him and felt thrilling, and their admiration became stronger. Then they heard every bit of his deployment and felt that it was very correct and necessary!

"What are we waiting for? Let's do it overnight!" A group of people cheered and surrounded Contini to take the second step of continuing to build momentum...