Eagle’s Glory

Chapter 50: 50. Poems

"His Majesty King Charles X of France:

I am very sorry to hear that you have been disturbed by some of my personal affairs recently.

In order for you to govern your country with peace of mind, and to wash away the sudden stigma, please allow me to explain to you a brief history of what happened.

Last month, a gentleman named Gordon came to visit me at Schönbrunn Palace and claimed to be an adviser to His Excellency the Duke of Orleans. He made a series of proposals to me, the main one of which was to ask me to declare my support for the Orleans family. Come against you in exchange for a series of good deals - and I'm afraid that's what you're worrying about.

But, contrary to your fears, I rejected his offer without hesitation, not entirely out of respect for the Bourbons, of course, but rather reluctance to let my supporters (if they exist), To take risks for a cause completely unrelated to them in exchange for my own prosperity.

As far as I can see, my father's adventure in 1815 was misguided enough that I could not and would not repeat it, much less join the Orleans family and let this wicked family succeed.

Since France no longer belongs to the Bonaparte family, it may be better to return it to your family. I wish you a long and healthy life, and to heal the wounds of this country for thirty years by your rule.

The Capet family has ruled France for nearly ten centuries, and your ancestors have created a splendid deed. Although your family has been devastated in recent decades, but now that the storm has passed, I implore you, with the merciful mind of a king, to extend your love and blessings to each of your people, and grant them peace and prosperity.

I think, as long as you do this, then you don't have to worry about the shadows left by the past, let alone me, an ordinary person who is thousands of miles away.

I hereby solemnly assure you that the political situation in France has nothing to do with me. I just want to live my life in Austria and have no intention of interfering with the French order. I will not support any French who challenge your rule.

Not your friend but still respecting you—"

In the early morning sun, Aigron, who was sitting in front of the windowsill, finished writing the letter he was going to send to the King of France in one go.

At the time of the final signing, he originally planned to write the name "François-Charles-Bonaparte", but in the end he thought about changing the inscription in order not to stimulate the sensitive nerves of the old king who is approaching 70 years old. Became "Franz, Duke of Leichstedt."

He was very satisfied with the guarantee he had come up with after thinking about it for a long time.

The wording in the letter is a very obvious compromise, and the tone is also very humble, enough to satisfy the vanity of the old king.

But in fact he made no guarantees, and gave up nothing, only vague assurances that he was "now" unwilling to interfere in French politics and that he would not support any actions of the Orleans family.

In the future, as long as I run away, I can change my mind at any time and find someone I want. "Although I have no intention of power, I am well aware of the suffering of the French people. Take your due responsibility" and something like that can overturn this guarantee.

With this letter, King Charles X could at most stop the mouths of Orleans supporters, and not hurt him in the slightest.

With a little pride, he carefully put the letter into the envelope, sealed it with red paint, and stored it in his desk.

Just as he was about to ask Chanel to make himself another cup of coffee, a visit from a court attendant disrupted his rhythm.

"After having lunch, Your Majesty will set off for a parade in the suburbs. He hopes you can go with you, Your Highness." The attendant greeted him respectfully with a smile on his face, "You can prepare now."

Although Aigron was slightly surprised, he nodded immediately and agreed.

"Okay, I see, thank you Your Majesty for giving me such an honor."

The attendant did not leave immediately, but continued to smile, lowered his voice and added a sentence.

"It is expected that Her Royal Highness Princess Teresa will also be with you. Your Highness, I wish you a pleasant journey."

Then he turned to leave.

Aegron could clearly feel that the court's attendants and officials had obviously warmed up to him recently.

This is definitely not because he grows more handsome, but because of Archduke Karl and Teresa.

The court was full of etiquette and smiles, but it was also full of indifference and snobbery. Before, in the eyes of these people, they were nothing more than a subordinate who lived in the court and had no title, so they just kept the surface courtesy; but now, they Seeing that His Majesty the Emperor seemed to be interested in marrying the daughter of Duke Karl, his attitude changed immediately.

That is to say, now in their eyes, they have the hope of becoming a superior person in the future, and they need to curry favor.

From the very beginning, he wanted to use the prestige of Grand Duke Karl to create favorable conditions for himself, but he didn't expect that this was not a big deal, and people had changed so much.

He finally fully understood the tireless teachings of his teachers several times, and they were indeed right.

Although he and the teachers have different goals, they want to stay in Austria more comfortably and just want to slip away, but at least for now, it is profitable to have a good relationship with Teresa.

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After lunch, the carriages were escorted by the guards. His Majesty the Emperor temporarily bid farewell to his Schönbrunn Palace with great pomp and set off towards the wilderness and villages on the outskirts of Vienna.

Now is the beginning of autumn, the most comfortable time of the year, and a good time to go out and hunt.

In order to experience the joys of the fields and the countryside, His Majesty the Emperor frequently parades around this season every year. Aegron has followed several times in the past, but this time he is no longer an inconspicuous little transparent, but seems to be indistinct. became a focal point.

Naturally, there is another person like him - as the attendant leaked in advance, Princess Teresa, the eldest daughter of Grand Duke Karl, was also invited to participate in the parade for the first time.

The court has always been a place of gossip and rumors. By now, I am afraid that no one is unaware of this marriage plan that is already in progress, so the accompanying servants and ladies are whispering, watching Duke Leichstedt. The good luck of His Highness is also watching the latest progress of this plan.

However, Aegron didn't care about it, he was never afraid of people's words.

In the evening, the court convoy stopped in a small village in the middle of the wilderness.

This village is located in the dense forest, with sparse houses and only one manor villa in the center, which is enough for His Majesty, who is suffocated in the palace, to experience the authentic rural life.

Under the guidance of the attendants, Aigron, His Majesty the Emperor and others came to the living room of the villa. So many people crowded it, and the living room seemed a little cramped. However, His Majesty the Emperor sat directly on the chair next to the fireplace, looking in a good mood. good looking.

"Finally, you can escape from those annoying things." He glanced at the people in the room, "Ladies and gentlemen, you can be treated as if you are attending a squire's party here, and you can do whatever you want, but only One - don't talk about any political topics, can you do that?"

Of course, His Majesty's will will be implemented to the greatest extent, and people in the living room have responded.

"Very good." His Majesty the Emperor nodded with satisfaction, then suddenly changed his tone to a more gentle tone, "Franz, Teresa, come here."

Aegron walked out of the crowd honestly, and of course Princess Teresa walked beside him.

Agron looked at Teresa. Today, she was no longer the jeweled and dazzling look on the day of the banquet. She returned to the simple dress that the two had when they first met, just wearing a light yellow skirt.

Teresa noticed that Agron was looking at her. She was a little shy at first, but she bowed her knees respectfully to him.

His Majesty the Emperor carefully looked at the two children in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh, what two handsome and lovely children... they can be called the pride of our family, right?"

Of course, no one dared to object to His Majesty's words, and people nodded in agreement, making Teresa even more ashamed to lower her gaze and dare not look at anyone.

After laughing for a while, His Majesty the Emperor restrained his expression and looked at the young man.

"Franz?"

"What is your order, Your Majesty?" Agron asked quickly.

"You have always said that you hope you can achieve something in writing, although I agree with this, but I always have some doubts in my heart. After all, this kind of thing is not enough to have a desire, and you have to have some talent - so, today I want to test it. Do you have that talent."

Aegron was taken aback.

"You...how would you like to test?"

"Why don't you write a poem here?" His Majesty the Emperor smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on his forehead swayed, "In memory of today's rural trip, let Teresa evaluate it by the way, what do you think?"

Aigron was even more surprised. He didn't expect his grandfather to make such an abrupt request. He was unprepared beforehand.

The court attendants hadn't informed him before. It seems that His Majesty the Emperor himself was having fun, so he made a temporary request.

However, as of now, he really can't refuse.

"I... I can give it a try, Your Majesty. But please understand that I didn't prepare in advance, so I could only improvise. If my level is low, please don't scold me."

"It doesn't matter." His Majesty the Emperor smiled and shook his head.

Aegron was silent for a while, and thought for a while.

Then, under everyone's attention, he smiled embarrassedly, then slowly spoke, and read out his own improvised sonnet.

"The setting sun dyes the village golden with honor

The bird dove also accompanies the accompaniment of the king's arrival

The ruler of the earth separates himself from the world

Just for a moment to forget the mundane joy

Even so, he was apprehensive

Unable to cast aside the fetters on the throne

That is the love of the subjects and the heavy responsibility of the empire

He had resisted a terrible frenzy

He also suffered in rough seas