Flowers, Swords and France

When Charles came to visit the Duke of Treville, he was quickly summoned by the Duke himself. His cousin seemed to have been waiting for him, and even the servants let him go without informing him. He goes in. .

When he came to the Duke's study again, Duke Treville was already sitting there. There was no expression on his old and stiff face, as if he were a living sculpture.

This scene is very similar to the scene more than half a year ago. The difference is that Ciel's mentality is completely different, and his position has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

More importantly, he already knows the fact that he is on our side.

To be more precise, it should be - we stand together.

Because of this, he wiped away all unnecessary politeness and spoke directly to the Duke.

"Is the news completely true?"

He knew that the other person certainly understood what he was saying.

The Duke himself didn't say anything nonsense and just nodded slightly.

"There's a good chance it's a surname."

"Then, we should defeat them." Charles sat down and stated his opinion firmly.

"Yes, we should indeed defeat them." The Duke's tone remained unchanged, "Then what are you going to do? Don't forget, there is one thing I can't help much with."

That's right, Duke Treville can't be too helpful in these matters.

The decree intended to be promulgated by the Provisional Government is to prohibit all former members of the royal family from returning to France. Of course, the Bourbon royal family is included in it. Therefore, the Duke of Treville, as a backbone of the royalist party, wants to try his best to prevent the issuance of the decree. He should It is also understandable.

But he couldn't help much with the expulsion of Louis Bonaparte, otherwise he would arouse others' suspicion, because this was a thing that was very beneficial to the royal party.

"In addition, don't expect too much that we can take care of everything." Duke Treville continued to add, "The July Dynasty spared no effort in attacking us, so that our strength has been greatly weakened, and it has been difficult for us to recover for a long time." Then, He frowned slightly as if he thought of something unpleasant. "Moreover, these people are too mediocre, and they are all arrogant and unwilling to accept anyone. I'm afraid they won't be of much use..."

If it weren't for the fact that he was completely disappointed with these stiff-minded and incompetent royalists, I'm afraid Duke Treville would not have so decisively asserted that the cause of the royalists was over, and then decided to kill the Treville family. Are all the bets going to be on the side of the Bonaparte family?

"As long as you can help with the first one, it's enough." Charles replied with a slight smile, "The momentum you have created can severely damage the arrogance of those people, and it will definitely be helpful to us."

Duke Treville glanced at Charles curiously.

"Sounds like you already have some ideas?"

"Yes." Charles nodded again.

The Duke continued to look at him, obviously expecting him to speak his mind.

"I think you don't know yet, right?" Naturally, Charles didn't want to pretend to be sophisticated in front of him. He directly stated his plan, "During those three days of fighting, I took people there. The prime minister’s official residence and then raided the place.”

"Interesting." After hearing this, Duke Treville suddenly glanced at Charles with interest, "There are still people in our family who are willing to take such a risk personally!" Then he continued. He asked, "Then you must have gained something?"

"The harvest is not small." Charles replied, "I found a lot of letters, a lot of confidential files and documents, and found a lot of interesting things." After a pause, he looked back at the special person with a rather evil look. Duke Revell, "There are some things in it that seem to come from you... I wouldn't know it without looking at it. It turns out that you have done so many... um... less legal activities over the years."

Even with Duke Treville's restraint, he still couldn't help but frown slightly after hearing these words from Charles, and then the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he had a wry smile.

"What a remarkable child." His eyes showed the helplessness of being put aside, but also the joy of an elder when seeing his nephew achieve something, "It seems that you have found a lot of good things. "

"At least we have some secrets, which are enough to scare many people. Together with their pressure and our pressure, we should be able to limit Mr. de Lamartine's wanton behavior. If it still doesn't work, I will use money to clear the way. Naturally, someone will be willing to do so. We need to help." Charles raised his head unceremoniously and accepted the Duke's praise. "In addition, I have thought about it recently and decided to buy a newspaper. Someone must say what we want to say. …”

"Oh? The Bonapartists are finally going to take the stage openly..." the Duke sighed softly.

"No, I mean, I'm alone." Charles lowered his voice. "This newspaper belongs to me alone and has nothing to do with the political party."

As a member of the political community, of course, he must find a way to occupy the high ground. It is understandable that Charles wants to run his own newspaper. Moreover, in this precarious period, it is difficult to buy a business that is not in good condition or the boss is in debt. Newspaper office is not a problem.

And if he wanted to do this, there were many people in the Bonapartist organization who were originally responsible for propaganda and agitation work who could come and help him, and he could easily accept it directly. But Charles finally decided not to seek this convenience. He just wanted to find a newspaper for himself as a mouthpiece for future needs. He did not want others to come in and infiltrate, not even his comrades.

"This is a good idea." The Duke also understood the benefits of his idea, but he still had some doubts. "However, with the current situation so disturbing, I'm afraid there won't be that many people who are in the mood and have the spare money to read the newspaper. ?”

"The worst case scenario is just a small loss first." Charles replied nonchalantly, "It is precisely because the current situation is not good that we can buy it at a low price. There will be a time when the situation stabilizes, and then it will be troublesome to buy."

"It seems that you have invested a lot of money recently?" The Duke's expression and tone became calmer.

"It's all other people's money." Charles still smiled and told the truth.

Is it borrowing other people’s money or earning other people’s money? How much money is left in your hands every time you go in and out? Political and financial speculation is such a profit-free business!

"Charle, don't be too complacent. What you have accomplished today is just a small step. You are still young and you still have a long way to go in the future. Although you have achieved achievements that are difficult to achieve compared to your peers, Compared to your talents, this is nothing." Duke Treville's tone suddenly became a little cold, obviously hoping that Charles could continue to maintain a stable mentality, and there was a look of hope in his eyes. "I said, your grandfather and I are old. I hope that after us, someone can continue to stir up this family. And now, this person is you. Don't live up to the expectations of me and your grandfather!"

After receiving the news passed by Charles, the current Duke of Treville also secretly did the same thing as him. Obviously, this made him very satisfied with the profits and also satisfied with Charles. Because of this, he also has higher expectations for Ciel.

After hearing his words, Ciel also restrained his slightly complacent mentality.

That's right. If you get carried away now that you have created this little thing, the situation will be too small, right? He asked himself.

Compared to the future we dreamed of and longed for, now is indeed just a small step forward, and we will have to work harder in the future! Thinking of this, he got excited again.

"Very good, there are not many young people like you who can listen to advice. So, I won't say any more nonsense. Later, I will find a way to lead the royal gang to build momentum for you and stop this law. Implementation." After a moment of silence, the Duke spoke again, "But... I have a request."

"Require?"

"A small request." Very rarely, Duke Treville lowered his gaze, as if to avoid Charles, "I have a farm near Giverny. Something happened there recently. I want to I sent someone with my secretary to take care of it, but all the capable people have been busy recently, so..."

[Giverny is a rural town 80 kilometers northwest of Paris. At that time, its natural scenery attracted many wealthy people to build villas here. 】

After hearing his words, Ciel frowned.

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"But I'm also very busy recently, right?"

"Then it won't mean that you can't spare a few days, right?" the Duke asked.

Then why does it have to be me? Doesn't it sound like a big deal?

After a moment of confusion, Ciel suddenly seemed to understand something.

"Your secretary, isn't she Charlotte?"

Duke Treville continued to lower his gaze.

"She has been begging in my ear." Suddenly, the Duke whispered. "So just agree, otherwise she will bore me to death."

"Uh..." Charles didn't know how to answer.

After a long time, he nodded.

"Okay, I should be able to find time."

"Ciel, thank you."

After hearing his answer, the Duke raised his head, looked at Charles with a smile, and then raised his index finger, making a "good luck" gesture.

Charles had never thought that his cousin could be so expressive. He was simply... speechless.

………………

After walking out of Duke Treville's room, Charles heard footsteps on the carpet behind him before walking very far.

The sound was dull, and the frequency was getting faster and faster. It was obvious that someone was running towards him quickly.

He didn't look back.

Then, as expected, he was hugged tightly from behind. The person's head was put on his shoulder, and a few strands of her hair were brushing against his cheeks, causing him to feel uncomfortable. Itching - This is definitely not caused by shyness.

There was an unpleasant feeling on his back...

"There are servants watching..." Charles reminded helplessly.

"Who dares to say more?" The person behind him directly refuted him.

"But……"

"It's nothing." Charlotte interrupted him directly.

Then, her clear voice suddenly became a little stiff and took on a certain ominous color.

"Charle, I heard recently that a young lady has moved into your home?" (To be continued.) (To be continued.)