Flowers, Swords and France

Two horses were running fast in the endless fields. They carefully bypassed the fields that had not yet been sown, galloping across the green grass, bathing the fresh air in the fields and enjoying the sunshine of spring with their masters on horseback. .

This is the season when all things sprout, and the world returns to its bright and beautiful season. The wild flowers in the fields are in full bloom, adding a touch of makeup to this season, and the bright sunshine selflessly gives warmth to the world.

The undulating mountains, coupled with the white-walled and red-roofed farmhouses in the distance, and the dark green woodlands and the colorful flowers and plants make people linger for a long time. What a beautiful spring scene!

Driving the horses, the two came to a slightly raised high ground, then stopped, dismounted, and stopped on this high ground. Standing on this green hill, they looked around and saw the surrounding rural scenery, which was beautiful and refreshing.

"Charles? Isn't it beautiful here?!" Charlotte took a deep breath, then stretched out her finger, pointed at the large field, and looked at Charles with a smile, "This will be ours!"

In the gentle spring breeze, Charles looked at the scenery from afar, silent.

I have to admit that this is indeed a good place. Even if it is purely for sightseeing, this trip is worth it.

Yes, this is Giverny, the location of the Duke of Treville's large farm. He came here specially with Charlotte today.

However, although they came together, in the end, Charles did not listen to Charlotte's words and stay at her house that day. Instead, he went back to his own home first, arranged his affairs well, said goodbye to his family, and then followed Charlotte and his group.

Of course, it was impossible for Charles to be completely honest with his sister that he was going to go on a spring outing with Charlotte for a few days. He just said that he was going to go on a long trip for a few days.

In order to avoid the hustle and bustle and trouble on the road, they set out at night and arrived here in the early morning. After hastily packing up, they had already rested in the car and rode out directly, intending to visit the farm first.

This farm is indeed very large, with fields, forests, orchards, and even stables and villas. After being informed, the housekeeper here had already prepared everything for the two young people of the Treville family.

After Charlotte strolled gently for a while, she sat on the lawn under the shade of the tree in an unrefined manner to rest. She looked at Charles who was also sitting next to her and still smiled gently.

"Let's come here every summer to spend the summer, right, Charles?"

"That's not a bad idea." Charles nodded gently. "I like the air here."

After getting Charles's permission, Charlotte's smile became even stronger. She gently moved her body and moved closer to Charles. Then, she cast her eyes on the fields again.

"But we can't stay here all the time, can we? Although the scenery is beautiful and the air is good, it is still a very dull and boring place after all. If we stay here for a long time, we will become dull-minded and idle provincials... That would be terrible!"

In the eyes of Parisians like Charlotte, provincials and foreigners are essentially strange creatures like aliens, rustic, boring, and dull-minded. Even provincial nobles are still the objects of ridicule by Parisians in this era. So her sigh is understandable.

Charles couldn't help but laugh at her words.

"I don't think I have time to stay here all the time. There are many things to do!"

This sentence is true. Even if they come to this farm, they still have things to do, and there are many more things in Paris that affect both of them.

"There are a lot of things to do." This sentence also touched Charlotte, making her think about the business again. Soon, she came out of the excitement and excitement just now and regained her composure.

With a smile that was completely different from the previous one, Charlotte raised her hand again, and then pointed to a valley in the distance and a small farmhouse that was looming there.

"Do you see it there? That's where the gangsters live. They occupied a lot of our land, and it was the most fertile valley!" As she spoke, Charlotte's tone became more severe, "They often steal our things, these shameless thieves! These are all my things, and these thieves dared to rob them! At that time, we had to swallow our anger, but now we have nothing to worry about! If they dare not obey and don't get out obediently, they will be in trouble!"

"But if we drive them away, where should they live next?" Charles asked.

"What does this have to do with us?" Charlotte frowned. "One or two hundred years ago, our ancestors still had the power of life and death over them, and now we just want to restore the legal property rights. Is there anything wrong with this?"

Charles shrugged and said nothing more.

Since Charlotte had said so much, he knew that saying anything more would only add to the quarrel between the two of them. Moreover, he did not think he had any moral qualifications to demand harshness from others.

He turned his gaze back to the farm in the distance.

Suddenly, a hand reached out to his shoulder, and then gently pulled his upper body down. Then, he suddenly felt the back of his head touch something soft.

At the end of his sight, Charlotte was looking down at him with a smile.

"Don't worry, Charles. We are all ready. We don't need to worry about anything. We can clear the area with just one order... It won't take long before we can get the entire land back. Our Land..." Her voice became softer and sweeter, "Aren't you happy?"

Why should I be happy?

Ciel, who was lying on Charlotte's lap, was about to say these words when he suddenly found Charlotte bending down, and then her face got closer and closer to him.

He couldn't help but sigh secretly, and then closed his eyes slightly.

Another long kiss.

After a long time, Charlotte raised her body again. A thin silver thread was connected to her red lips, which was slowly stretched and finally broke.

Then, they once again admired the spectacular spring scenery of the fields in the distance.

"This place is all ours..." After a while, Charlotte sighed, her expression full of fascination, "Charle, this place is all ours, how beautiful it is!"

Charles still didn't answer.

Intoxicated, alert, worried, happy, all kinds of thoughts were constantly entangled in his mind, making him unable to think of anything else for a while.

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This farm is indeed beautiful, but...it seems...

He seemed to have thought of something, but he couldn't find the idea vaguely.

"Charle, what's wrong with you?" Charlotte asked in surprise.

What on earth was I thinking?

That's right...that's right!

A sudden inspiration occurred.

"Charlotte, I have a good idea." Charles' tone suddenly became a little excited, and he almost shouted.

"What?" Charlotte sneered, "What weird idea have you come up with again? It's been like this before."

"You're right, this is a good place." Charles lay on his back and grabbed Charlotte's right hand, and then gently gestured with his fingers in her palm. "It's very close to the port of Normandy and not far from Paris...and there's water, and the terrain and climate are good...a great place!"

"What happened?"

"Charlotte, what I mean is that we can build a steel plant here, a huge steel plant on an unprecedented scale..." Charles expressed his thoughts, "In the future, I will build the port from Normandy to Paris. A main railway line - then, I will think of ways to build another branch line for this main line, all the way to here, so that raw materials and coke can pass through this Lines are constantly being sent here to support this huge factory, and the factory's products can also be sent to various places by railway. Moreover, the construction costs of the railway are borne by the state, without us paying a penny." He said, while carefully considering his plan, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable and excited he became, "We can turn this place into the largest steel city in France!"

Charlotte's face suddenly stiffened.

Ciel pointed to the valley below, his voice full of passion.

"Charlotte, think about it, what a spectacular sight that would be?! The entire valley is covered with blast furnaces, with columns of black smoke rising straight into the sky. Dark clouds cover the sky, and the sun cannot be seen for a whole year. There is water all over the ground. Sewage, the whole land seems to be dyed gray by coal ash and iron slag. The workers are busy here, their faces are stained, their brows are sweating, and they work hard all day long... number Uncensored rails and steel materials are poured out from here and then transported to all parts of the country! What kind of scene is this? The power of human beings to transform the world will be vividly displayed here. It’s so fascinating!” Charles closed his eyes slightly, as if he was already intoxicated by the scene he was describing, completely forgetting himself, "Charlotte, listen to me, this can make you rich!"

Charlotte's expression turned even worse.

The pastoral songs of girls' reverie and the elegant and leisurely country life were completely destroyed by Charles's few words. Dark clouds, sewage, soot, stains... these words completely destroyed the poetry she had just managed to accumulate. The passion that was originally ignited in my heart by the spring scenery faded little by little until it completely disappeared.

This huge psychological gap made her feel as if she had received a heavy blow, and her whole heart was chilled.

Why... why do you always pour cold water on me at this time? What is going on in this man's head?

She grabbed Ciel's ears, twisted them hard, and then pushed Ciel away to the grass before he could feel the pain.

"You...you...are so annoying!" (To be continued.)