Flowers, Swords and France

A few hours ago, the residence of the great painter Durenberg was crowded with people. Carriages stopped in front of the door, and then students got off from these carriages of different grades and went to the studio for today's lessons.

However, it was already noon, and these carriages had dispersed first, and would not gather again until the afternoon, reenacting the morning's grand scene.

However, at this moment when the class had been open for several hours, several four-horse carriages decorated with gorgeous patterns suddenly stopped at the door.

The old painter Durenberg had already been waiting in front of the door, carefully watching the carriages coming. The gentle expression on his face certainly would not make people think that the students who came were late.

After the carriage stopped, Durenberg walked to the door of the carriage, then stretched out his hand and carefully helped the noble inside out, diligently and respectfully.

With the help of the old painter, Ms. Adelaide walked out lightly on the mat, and then slowly looked around the painter's residence.

"Karl, I haven't been here for a few years, but your place is still the same as before."

"You know, I just like to be nostalgic." The old painter replied with a smile.

Since she traveled far in the suburbs and breathed some fresh air, Ms. Adelaide seemed to have recovered and was much more energetic. So she wanted to go to her friends' place to relax, and the old painter's place was one of her stops.

"Nostalgia is not a good sign," the lady also smiled, "It shows that you are very old."

"It's still enough to support you, ma'am."

The old painter's answer seemed to make the lady very happy.

"Okay, then help me in. It's rare to come out to relax, don't let me down."

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As usual. Fran also stayed quietly in the studio today to practice her paintings.

Thanks to the exhibition and the lady's support, she is now a little famous. Many people say that she may be one of the most talented painters among the young generation of French painters. Of course, not many people can tell how much of this compliment and judgment comes from the influence of the lady.

When she was painting, she suddenly heard a commotion next to her.

"What's wrong, Marie?" Fran still stared at the painting. Then she casually asked her good friend next to her.

"Oh my God, my God!" Marie was very excited, "Fran. That lady came here to relax today, and now she has been looking at our paintings?!"

"Ah?" Fran was also surprised after hearing the news, and then put down her brush.

At this moment. Under the envious eyes of others. Fran was gently waved by the teacher and called over.

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"See you again, Miss Treville." The lady was in the teacher's small room at this time, admiring the students' paintings. When she saw Fran come in, she put down the portrait and greeted her with a smile.

Fran quickly saluted.

The lady waved her hand, pointed to a painting and said with a smile, "This is a good painting. Can you give it to me?"

"Of course, it's my honor." Fran replied immediately.

"I'm just here to relax today. You don't have to be so polite." The lady still smiled, "Come, come to my side and explain the painting to me."

Fran then stood beside the lady and explained in a low voice.

After a while, the lady finished looking at these excellent paintings and sighed softly.

"Very good, you are all good children, I feel much better, thank you."

Fran lowered her head and did not answer.

It is indeed a good child.

The lady seemed to suddenly think of something.

"Ms. Treville, I want to ask you for something."

"Don't say request, just tell me..." Perhaps infected by the lady's kindness, Fran's answer was not so solemn.

"My great-nephew Pierre will be celebrating his second birthday soon. His father, Prince Julesville, wants to hold a banquet in the palace to celebrate. I want to find a painter to paint the scene of the banquet. If you are free, can I trouble you?" Ms. Adelaide looked at Fran with a smile.

Fran was really stunned.

Although the lady said "trouble", who would not regard this as an honor? Entering the palace to paint a painting, God!

"Ah... uh... this..." Fran wanted to answer, but she couldn't even speak clearly for a while.

The girl's stunned look made the old woman laugh, "Why are you so surprised? Don't you want to go?"

After hearing Ms. Adelaide's laughter, Fran came back to her senses.

"No, ma'am, of course I want to go, if I really have the honor to receive such an invitation from you..." She answered hurriedly, her words were so fast that she could hardly hear them clearly - which girl would refuse the opportunity to enter the palace to take a look?

"That's good." The lady smiled and nodded, "Then I will give the order when the time comes, don't worry."

"Thank you!" Fran smiled and bowed happily to the old man.

"If you really want to thank me, then make the painting more beautiful," the lady smiled and instructed, "so as not to embarrass me as the introducer..."

"Of course, of course, don't worry!" Fran replied hurriedly.

The lady burst out laughing at Fran's eagerness, and Fran blushed a little. She stood there hesitantly, twisting her fingers constantly, obviously embarrassed and nervous.

What a lovely child.

Lady Adelaide couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and then suddenly remembered something.

"You told me last time that you have a brother, right?" the lady asked softly.

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"Yes, yes." Fran nodded.

"It's a rare opportunity this time, I might as well call your brother in..." The lady pondered and said, "The young people of the Treville family. They are always qualified to come to the palace to take a look..."

"Ah..." After hearing what the lady said, Fran seemed to be stimulated by something and exclaimed softly. But she immediately suppressed it by herself.

"What's wrong? Miss Treville, is there any problem?" The lady was a little surprised by her behavior.

"No, there is no problem." Fran forced a smile, but there was still some strange hesitation in her expression, "It's just that my brother is very busy recently, I don't know if he will be free..."

"It doesn't matter, just ask casually." Lady Adelaide answered nonchalantly. She felt that no noble young man would refuse such a favor, so she didn't take Fran's refusal to heart. "If he is really busy, just tell me when the time comes, anyway, you won't be "very busy" at that time?"

"No, of course not!" Fran agreed immediately. Then she couldn't help but thank him again. "Thank you, ma'am, I am grateful for your care for me..."

Lady Adelaide just shook her head gently.

"You're welcome, child."

Although she always maintained a peaceful and calm appearance in front of this child, in fact, this lady was in a very bad mood recently.

Not only because of the many illnesses that entangled her, but also because of the failure of the last time she advised her brother.

She didn't understand what her brother said at all, and didn't agree with his rebuttal. She still believed that the king should do as she said. As long as this is done, who would oppose a tolerant and benevolent monarch?

The distress is more than just this, not just in the body. In state affairs, even family affairs are now quite distressing, and none of these nephews are worry-free.

Unlike the previous Bourbon monarchs who lived a dissolute life, the current King Louis-Philippe is blameless in terms of private life. He does not have many lovers, nor does he have any bad habits, and he can't even repair locks.

He and the queen have a very deep relationship. Since they got married, they have had a total of ten children, and except for a daughter who died at the age of two and a son who died at the age of eight, the other five sons and three daughters have lived to adulthood.

These children have reproduced after they grew up, and the Orleans family, which once faced the crisis of extinction, has become a large family with thriving branches and leaves.

However, a prosperous family, in addition to bringing joy and happiness to the old king, will also bring a kind of trouble that the royal family must have-power struggle.

Especially after the king's eldest son, Crown Prince Ferdinand, died in a carriage accident in 1842, this internal struggle of the royal family became more and more intense. The late crown prince had two sons. The eldest son, Philip, was born in 1838 and was the first heir to the dynasty. Obviously, if the old king, who was already 75 years old and often in poor health, was unfortunately called by God in recent years, such a young crown prince would definitely not be able to rule the country even if he succeeded to the throne.

Taking the example of King Louis XV of the old dynasty after he ascended the throne, once this happened, the government would select a prince from the royal family to serve as regent as a transitional ruler before the crown prince came of age.

And the ones who felt that they were most qualified were naturally His Majesty's second son Louis (titled Duke of Nemours) and His Majesty's third son Francois (titled Prince Jourville). These two princes were both young and ambitious. Although they did not have a good reputation in the country, both of them felt that they were qualified to take on this position with heavy responsibilities.

The "little Pierre" mentioned by Ms. Adelaide refers to her grandnephew, Pierre de Orleans, the son of Prince Jules, whose full name is Pierre-Philippe-Jean-Marie-de-Orleans (later named Duke of Benziouet). He was born on November 4, 1845 and is about to turn two years old.

Prince Jules wanted to make a big fuss about his son's birthday in the court. The purpose was to connect with the courtiers and other important people, and it was also obvious that he also wanted to use this baby son to win some favor in front of his father.

Although Ms. Adelaide knew the deep meaning of it, she was not interested in paying attention to the little thoughts of her nephews. She just wanted to take this opportunity to make the birthday party of her grandnephew more grand and interesting. After all, this is the proof that her family bloodline has continued from generation to generation and survived all storms. By the way, she also wanted to take this opportunity to bring some joy to the court, which has been gloomy recently, so that the king who is often worried can be happier.

It doesn't matter what those people are, as long as they can bring some joy to the palace.

I have to admit that part of Ms. Adelaide's appreciation for Fran comes from the fact that the smart and hardworking Fran can make her forget these unsolvable troubles for a while.

After her thoughts came back, she suddenly thought of an interesting question.

I wonder what the brother of such an outstanding girl would be like?

I am looking forward to it. . )