Eagle’s Glory

Accompanied by Genz, Mr. Phoenix-Gordon took the carriage and set foot on the way back to Vienna.

Along the way, his expression was dignified, and he no longer had the excitement and anticipation when he came here before, and this kind of emotional change, of course, did not escape Mr. Genz's sophisticated eyes.

"It seems that this is a very unsuccessful visit?" He whispered to Gordon in the galloping carriage.

To be honest, he was really curious, what kind of mood did the special envoy of the Duke of Orleans meet with Napoleon's heir, and what topics he would talk about.

"Quite unsuccessful indeed." Mr. Gordon smiled sadly. "It worries me a lot."

"Worried about what?" Genz asked immediately.

"To us, and to you." Mr. Gordon replied in a muffled voice. "I can already be sure that the Duke of Reichstedt has not given up everything he has lost. He still firmly believes that he is qualified to dominate France."

Although he deliberately controlled his expression, Mr. Gentz's eyebrows still twitched slightly.

"It's not a secret to us. Your Highness is at a young age, and it's normal to have some grand dreams." He didn't reveal his true thoughts, but answered vaguely. "A person will always have some delusions in his youth..."

"If his ambition is destined to be delusional, then this is a good thing for all of us, but... I am afraid that because of the selfishness and mutual hatred of various countries, it will eventually make everything difficult to deal with." Phoenix -Gordon shook his head, "Don't forget, it wasn't until 1813 that European countries really united to march against Napoleon, and finally subdued this terrible great man..."

Mr. Gentz ​​fell silent suddenly.

"I know what you think in Austria. You want to hold this card in your hand and use it to frighten everyone, especially us French, and take the opportunity to win concessions. But this kind of sophisticated diplomacy, in the end, in the end It may bring endless disasters to everyone, including yourself." Mr. Gordon shook his head slightly, appearing to be dispirited.

"Maybe in the hands of our generation, this situation will not happen, but we are destined not to survive this young man. When our generation is dead, those who witnessed the Napoleon era will have withered. At that time, there will be no one. Remembering the cruelty of blood flowing like a river, the children only remember glory and glory, they are tired of peace, they regard compromise as surrender, and patience as obsession, then he will have a lot of opportunities to display those delusional fantasies!"

Seeing that he was a little excited, Mr. Genz smiled reluctantly. "I didn't expect you to be so disgusted with the Bonaparte family."

"No, I'm not disgusted at all. Even today, I still admire the emperor. He brought the whole nation to glory with his supreme genius, and then destroyed it with his own hands. I'm not qualified to comment He can only look up." Mr. Gordon replied with a wry smile, "It's just that our poor country can no longer bear another Napoleon's fantasies."

"In your opinion, does this young man really have this ability?" Mr. Genz's expression became serious. "Being a new Napoleon is not done by blood."

"At least mentally, he has this ability. There are not many people who can refute me to the point where I have nothing to say at a young age." Mr. Gordon smiled wryly, "I don't know if he has this ability in military affairs. , if not, wouldn't it be more terrible? Paris was occupied by foreigners twice under Napoleon, and I don't want to see a third time..."

Seeing that Gordon was so afraid of Duke Reichstedt, Genz narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking.

"You Austrians, and especially Herr Metternich, are fond of intrigue, but I implore you not to play with fire on this matter,

Otherwise, be careful not to burn yourself. Mr. Gordon repeated. "It is in all of our interests to ensure that he does not take the throne again." "

"This... I can tell you the truth." After hesitating for a while, Mr. Genz finally decided to tell the other party the truth, "Your Excellency, the Prime Minister does not intend to let him inherit any inch of land, nor does he intend to lift the opposition. His control—even if Metternich and I are no longer alive in the future, our successors will never change their minds."

After hearing Genz's assurance, Phoenix Gordon's expression finally relaxed a lot, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"After all, you are still a little sensible..."

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Of course, Eggron had no way of knowing the secret conversation between Genz and Gordon. After the visitor left, he resumed his usual life track.

His course education is still continuing, but because of his previous injury, he doesn't have to take physical courses, but mainly courses such as language, mathematics, history and philosophy.

In this kind of unchanging and boring life, there is no shortage of bright colors.

Princess Sophie would come to him from time to time, take him to relax, and try her best to make him happy-this is probably because of the compensatory psychology after the horse crash.

Today is cloudy and the temperature is cool and comfortable. She took Aigron to the garden to paint and sketch together.

Her Royal Highness is wearing a royal blue long dress today. In this era, there is no synthetic dye that can dye this special blue color. It can only be made by crushing lapis lazuli from Afghanistan. These expensive lapis lazuli are even more expensive than Gold of the same quality is more expensive.

Against it, Her Royal Highness looks even more radiant.

At this time, she was sitting on a marble bench, holding a paintbrush in her hand, frowning slightly, gazing at the distant scene calmly, and there was a stand in front of her, on which a canvas was laid out.

Of course, the education the princess received included painting, and she also put in a lot of hard work, and her skills are considered outstanding, but she never likes to let her paintings go out, and she basically destroys them every time she finishes them, and a very small number of them are very satisfied. , will only be collected, and occasionally take it out to appreciate it for yourself.

Right now, she's waving her paintbrush without distraction, next to her oval wooden palette, and a teenager standing quietly.

After a while like this, she let out a long sigh of relief, and then put the paintbrush on the stand, and the outline of a painting appeared on the canvas - several statues hidden among the bushes.

"Aigron, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long, it must be boring, right?" She smiled apologetically at the boy.

"Actually, I feel pretty good." Aigron replied, "It's better to watch you draw pictures here than to look at the faces of a group of old men."

"Are you praising me or hurting me?" Princess Sophie couldn't help laughing.

"A complete compliment, I can assure you." Aigron replied sincerely.

"Well, I'll accept it." Princess Sophie nodded with a smile, "I'm also very happy to see that you have recovered so smoothly recently."

Although the weather is gloomy now, Her Royal Highness is obviously in a good mood, and the conversation and laughter are full of pleasant atmosphere, which even makes Egron feel better.

While the two were talking and laughing, Princess Sophie suddenly changed the subject.

"Aigron, I heard rumors that His Majesty the Emperor wants to find you a marriage partner."

After saying this, she narrowed her eyes narrowly, "Do you feel very much looking forward to it?"

Aigron was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't have any sense of expectation. For me, I'm afraid I haven't reached the age of marriage yet. I still have too much to learn, and I'm not interested in thinking about it for the time being." kind of thing."

Although it was a surprise, he quickly figured out the intention - the Austrian royal family probably planned to tie themselves here for a long time, and if there was an heir, wouldn't he be dispensable?

So he subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"It's not that I want you to get married now, it's just looking for someone..." Princess Sophie smiled and shook her head, "I think it will take about a year or two when everything is handled properly, and you will be an adult by then. It's actually pretty good..."

Before he could reply, Princess Sophie turned her head and looked at him seriously.

"Remember what I told you last time? I don't know which princess can be so lucky to be by your side all the time - I have thought about it for you, if you can marry a Habu If you are the princess of the Fort family, your situation may be greatly improved, especially if your father-in-law has a great say in this family...it should be able to make you free."

"What a shabby father-in-law, I don't need it! Napoleon said that the thing he regretted the most was marrying a Habsburg princess. The unlucky king who went to the guillotine was also killed by the Habsburg princess... ..." Aigron pouted, with a disapproving look on his face, "Compared to Habsburg, I would be more than happy to be by your side, the longer the better."

"I'm discussing with you seriously!" Princess Sophie blushed slightly, and then angrily scolded, "Don't keep using such words as a shield, do you think I haven't heard enough of them since I was a child? "

"This is my truth." Aigron still looked at the other party without flinching. "Of course the same words will feel different when different people say them?"

Under the gaze of the young man, Princess Sophie's heart beat faster for no reason.

"Don't say such stupid things, I'm already married..." In order to hide the panic in her heart, she quickly replied, "You shouldn't talk like this."

"So I can't get married anymore, can't I?" Aigron took another step closer to her, "I don't need a person who makes trouble for me, and having a prince in it is already disgusting!"

"Shut up!" Princess Sophie snapped, and finally made the boy stop.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then she looked away.

"I can pretend that I didn't hear what you said just now...don't say it again, okay?"

Aigron didn't answer, but turned away resentfully, looking into the distance.

Seeing his silence, Princess Sophie suddenly regretted it, for fear that her stern attitude would make him sad.

"Aigron, don't be angry... I'm just... just..." She said again and again, but she didn't know how to say it, "I just want you to have a better time...so let's stop arguing, shall we? I was a little too much just now, don't take it to heart, let's change the subject."

Emotions are always revealed from the most subtle details, and this small concession seems to contain too much meaning.

Scolding and begging, which one is the real meaning?

"Then, can you draw me a portrait of you?" Aigron turned his head again and looked at Princess Sophie sadly. "I want to treasure it forever. Can you agree to this trivial request?"

"Okay, of course." Princess Sophie nodded immediately, and then picked up the brush again. "Then you also smile, don't frown."

Aigron showed an elegant smile after being strictly trained, and looked at Her Royal Highness.