Crooked Joseph was vacationing in Genoa with his Indian wife. He had no obsession with power, nor did he feel the slightest attachment to the post of commander of the Po River Guard.
Garibaldi had even less desire to be the Austrians' lapdog or accomplice, so he simply took advantage of his position to flee to Genoa for a vacation.
Although Garibaldi disliked Austria as a country, he had to admit that the Austrians governed far better than the other regimes in the Italian region.
In less than a year, the Austrian Empire had restored Genoa to life. The port had nearly tripled in size and was still expanding.
The city had been rebuilt and connected by rail. The people's incomes had multiplied, and even vagrants had been eradicated.
Factories and businesses of every kind sprang up like bamboo shoots after the rain; even the banking industry welcomed spring.
Only the Venetians seemed less than pleased, frequently hiring gangs to stir up trouble everywhere.
Garibaldi had no desire to get tangled up in such disputes, but whenever the two sides took things too far, he would step in to stop them.
The title of commander of the Po River Guard was still quite useful. At the very least, both sides had to exercise restraint in public, and no one dared directly threaten a hero of the Italian War.
Garibaldi had lived by the sea since childhood, but he was not much of a fisherman. After all, fishing was usually a leisure activity for gentlemen, and as a commoner, he obviously would not do something so inefficient.
Compared with fishing, scooping up fish or catching them by hand was clearly more efficient. But Garibaldi was already middle-aged now; wearing nothing but a pair of shorts and feeling around for fish in