Eagle’s Glory

"I don't need you to do anything right now, let's just wait and see what happens next."

After saying this, Metternich seemed to have lost interest in continuing the conversation, so he bowed to Sophie again to say goodbye.

"Wait!" When he was about to turn around and leave, Sophie suddenly and decisively stopped him.

"Do you have any other instructions?" Metternich looked at the other party suspiciously.

Sophie hesitated for a while, as if she didn't know how to speak. After a while, she spoke again as if she had made up her mind.

"If you can, please don't... Please don't murder him." She slowed down and her expression softened, "I know, you are full of anger towards him and me... I'm not begging you either. Forgive me, but I think you should still remember that he is the grandson of His Majesty the Emperor after all, and he has not shown any willingness to be your enemy so far. Since you were able to talk and laugh with Napoleon back then, why couldn’t you talk to Napoleon? Does he shake hands and make peace? He should be happy to work with you if given the chance."

She tried hard to maintain her dignity, but inside and outside of what she said, she had already put her figure very low.

This is the moment when this stubborn woman comes closest to begging.

Even though she herself knew that this kind of pleading was meaningless, it would only make herself look naive and ridiculous, but she still said it.

Maybe she can't do anything about everything right now, she can only find a little psychological comfort for herself in this way.

Hmph, what a silly woman, in the face of power, let alone grandchildren, what is a father, son and brother?

However, although the sneer was a sneer, Metternich didn't want to sneer at Sophie's pitiful appearance.

"You know, I'm not prejudiced about everything, I'm just adapting to the situation, so all options are open to me." He shrugged gently, "So, what action do I choose, the premise is It's all about what he did, we have to watch it patiently."

After he finished speaking, he stopped staying and walked out of Sophie's suite.

Under the leadership of the squire, he passed the corridor and returned to the hall, and at this time, his assistant, Mr. Friedrich von Genz, came up to him.

"How is it, Your Excellency?" he whispered to the Prime Minister.

"It's a mess." Metternich replied angrily. "The only thing that can be confirmed is that what has happened has nothing to do with our prince and concubine, but it is very likely that it has something to do with Duke Karl."

"What?" Gentz ​​was shocked.

, "According to the instructions of Her Royal Highness Sophie, Princess Teresa seems to have left our country and came to Duke Reichstedt's side. You can check it after you return to Vienna." Metternich frowned tightly. In an audible volume, speak to your assistant.

"God!" After hearing these words, Mr. Gentz's reaction was exactly the same as that of the Prime Minister just now. "He... how could he let his daughter do this?"

"Maybe he thinks he's amazing and can do whatever he wants. Don't forget that he has always held grudges against His Majesty." Metternich replied with a sneer.

After a while, he changed the subject again, "Anyway, since things have happened, we have to think about how to make up for it."

"Sooner or later this matter will be known to everyone, and we have to send a note to the countries and tell them that this is only the personal behavior of Archduke Karl and does not represent our official position?" Mr. Gentz ​​asked.

"That's not what I'm talking about!" Metternich frowned again and interrupted the other party's words, "Princess Teresa is crazy, she can be crazy, I don't care, now for us Reichstedt The duke itself is not important, it is someone else who is really important."

"Who?" Genz was a little confused.

"The Tsar," Metternich replied in a low voice, "the Tsar is too young, he has great ambitions in his heart, and he is eager to establish prestige among his subjects... I am worried that he will not be able to bear this provocation and temptation. The little guy's jumping It's not enough to give me a headache, but if the tsar makes a big deal, we'll be busy."

"You mean, the tsar may launch a war against Turkey...in the name of liberating Greece?" Gentz ​​seemed to understand what the prime minister meant.

"There are many indications that he may have thought so." Metternich nodded.

His expression was very solemn, and it was obvious that this was what he was really worried about.

The Vienna Peace Conference was the greatest achievement in his personal life. At the peace conference, he acted as the host among the major powers, and together with them, he led the division of the entire European border, and also made the **** slaughter for nearly 30 years. Europe has finally calmed down a little.

He does not want the current calm to be disrupted, either from his own merit or from the interests of Austria itself.

For Austria, the most important thing is to "restore the old, and then maintain the old".

In order to achieve this goal, the three major monarchies of Russia and Austria need to unite closely and coordinate their actions in order to jointly suppress the flaming revolutionary flame.

To maintain this unity, the most important thing is "restraint".

Every major country should restrain its ambitions and resolve all disputes and disputes in a coordinated manner by major countries. Only in this way can the balance of power and peace be maintained.

However, his painstaking efforts did not seem to be understood by the tsar, who seemed to be smugly preparing to march.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Gentz ​​asked cautiously.

Metternich did not answer immediately, but looked out the window thoughtfully.

"Maybe we should convene a special meeting of the great powers to solve the Eastern problem." After a moment, he reopened, "Anyway, Cossack boots must not step into Constantinople... I think others think the same of."

While the Austrian court was whispering about the great news of the Duke of Reichstedt, it was also being whispered in Paris.

However, compared to Metternich's worry, the Marquis of Treville was completely the opposite, in a state of extreme excitement and joy.

When Aigron was about to leave Monte Cristo, he specially sent a messenger to France to deliver his secret letter to the house of the Marquis of Treville.

In the letter, Aigron detailed his current situation, and thanked the Marquis of Treville for his help, and then asked him to encourage the Bonapartists in France, strengthen His Majesty Napoleon II, and continue to recruit for himself More people came to help themselves.

After receiving the letter, the Marquis of Treville immediately fell into excitement.

Since the fall of the empire, his future has been ruined. The Marquis family has been silent for more than ten years. Seeing the decline of the family, the pearl is covered in dust. Now he finally sees the hope of reviving the family in the young majesty. How could he not be ecstatic. Woolen cloth?

He made up his mind to serve His Majesty as much as he could, so that the Trevilles would become one of the most glorious families in the Empire in the event of a change.

But there is one thing that worries him...

His only son, Edgar, likes art more than his own future, and he is addicted to the flamboyant life in Paris, which is a bit disappointing.

It is precisely because he is worried about his son that many times, he would rather discuss important matters with his daughter-in-law, Alice.

Today, it is also Alice who is sitting in front of him.

"Father." Alice looked at her father-in-law with a serious face, and there seemed to be a firm light in her blue eyes. "I thought about it seriously, we can't be absent from His Majesty's grand event. There is no doubt that this expedition was an action carefully planned by His Majesty, and it also placed all his hopes and energy on him, so he is the most important thing for himself. At the time of the incident, if no one in our family was there, how could he have the impression of the Treville family when he achieved a great career in the future and recalled his most shining moments?

In other words, if we were not present, the people around him would all remember that the Treville family was absent at that time, so wouldn't others justifiably think of us as inferior? So for the sake of our status in the future, we should invest in it..."

General Treville nodded silently.

He knew that his daughter-in-law was right, she had always seen it quite clearly.

For Alice, he really couldn't pick out any faults. Although she came from an old family, she never despised her family. On the contrary, since she married into her family, she has always put her own future as a priority.

And she is also quite smart, and she can make suggestions for herself from time to time, so that she is used to listening to her opinions.

Therefore, sometimes it is difficult for him to understand his son, why he has such a good wife, but he still continues to live the life that attracted bees and butterflies before.

He knew what his son had done in private, but in order not to destroy their relationship, he kept it from Alice.

But does Alice really not know? He sometimes thinks that with Alice's sharpness and intelligence, it's probably not difficult to guess.

While his thoughts were in full swing, the corner of his eyes subconsciously fell on Alice's belly, which was clearly bulging and was about to give birth.

Hey, since the son can't be counted on, he can only count on the child in Alice's belly. I hope this child can inherit Edgar's talent and Alice's character at the same time.

If it can be achieved, then the struggle and hard work of my life is still meaningful.

"Father?" Alice asked again because the general was silent for a long time, "Do you think my thoughts are right?"

"I think you're right, Alice." The Marquis of Treville retracted his thoughts, then sighed, "But, I really can't live without it..."

"I know you can't leave, and you have a heavy responsibility in Paris, and you can't leave." Alice nodded, and then said her thoughts, "But Edgar can go, as your only son, It's enough to represent the Treville family...I think if someone mentions it in the future, we will be enough to show our loyalty and courage."

The Marquis of Treville knew that his daughter-in-law was right, but he was still a little hesitant.

Although his son is not a weapon, he is his only son after all. He has devoted too much doting since he was a child, and how can he be willing to take risks all of a sudden.

"You're about to give birth. I'm afraid it's not good for him to leave at this time." After hesitating for a moment, he replied.

"It's okay, I can take care of everything at home." Alice shook her head, indicating that it wasn't too difficult, "Since you have commanded a large army, of course you know the best trade-offs. The birth of a child is of course important. But isn't it more important to create a better future for our children? If we don't grab our place now, then everything we've put in before will be in vain... So I think we should do it - even if it's just to show it in front of Your Majesty Face, hanging around him for a few months, everything would have made a big difference."

"It sounds like you are more loyal than me..." Marquis Treville smiled wryly.

"There is no loyalty or unfaithfulness, I don't care about Bonaparte or Bourbon." Alice also smiled bitterly, "But since we have chosen to take this road, we should take it seriously, if we take it Wouldn’t that be ridiculed if you have to be fooled, take risks for nothing but get nothing?”

The Marquis of Treville found that he was persuaded by his daughter-in-law.

This is indeed the truth.

Although he spoiled his son, after careful consideration, he was still able to make the right decision.

"Well...I think you're right, Alice, let's do it! Edgar is going with the volunteers, and I think His Majesty will take care of him."

"It's great that you can listen to me." Alice breathed a sigh of relief, then finally laughed. "Although Edgar's will is a little weaker, he is your only heir after all, he has his due obligations, and this family needs him to make due contributions at critical moments... In addition, I think, if you change a place , Edgar can also temporarily get rid of this harmful way of life, take heart..."

Alice, do you really know that? The Marquis of Treville wanted to ask, but finally swallowed the sentence.

"Okay, I'll tell him my decision when Edgar comes back, you don't have to worry about it, take care of yourself." He sighed, "Alice, I really can't express myself in words. Respect and satisfaction for you, our family owes you a lot, I only hope that one day we can really flourish, and then we can repay you with enough things."

"Your words are already an excellent reward." Alice replied with a smile.

After a while, she returned to the topic just now, "Actually, like you, I don't want to see Edgar in any danger, so... After thinking about it, I decided to pull my face down and beg my sister to **** me for the time being. He has a ride."

"Agnes, will she be willing?" the Marquis of Treville asked in surprise.

"If I beg her, she will be willing." Alice replied slightly sadly, "Using her feelings for her sister to command her, it really makes me a little ashamed. I didn't want her to be contaminated with all this... May God forgive me..."