Flowers, Swords and France

Charlotte's purpose of coming today was completely beyond Ciel's expectation. .

Join the National Guard? Become an officer inside? This really surprised him. He had always been suppressed politically and never thought that one day he would have such an opportunity.

Under Charlotte's eager gaze, he fell into deep thought.

From Charlotte's words, he could also see how acute the conflicts between various classes in France had become after the collapse of the July Dynasty. In order to extinguish this revolution that they hate, the monarchists have planned to stand together. I'm afraid, we will soon have to fight like swordsmen in history.

The question comes back again, does he need to participate in this kind of killing?

Of course he didn't want to.

Although he had indeed committed many crimes, he still did not want to participate in such a large-scale massacre for no reason - he had no interest in killing people who had no interest in him.

Moreover, even if he does not consider the moral obstacles, he must also consider the political consequences.

Don't forget, the old and cunning Count Dillion once made it clear to Louis Bonaparte not to participate in the tragic class killings that are bound to come, to leave a good name for yourself, and to be the savior when the time comes. His gesture came out to win the hearts of all people! In this case, if a certain Bonapartist general was really involved in this killing, how much trouble would it bring to his strategy? How could he anger the future emperor?

The more important thing is not here yet.

From the history before time travel, Ciel also knew about the future emperor. Under the lessons of poor Louis-Philippe, he actually hated the National Guard, an armed force that was out of control of the monarch. After seizing power and establishing an empire, he immediately used various means to restrict the organization of the National Guard. In the end, it was abolished in disguise - another wise move by this king who was always laughed at!

In this case, why should I get involved?

After thinking about this, Ciel finally made up his mind.

Then, just when he was about to reject Charlotte's suggestion, a light flashed in his mind, and a question suddenly occurred to him.

Why did the Duke of Treville send Charlotte to make this suggestion? Doesn't he know the surname of his precious granddaughter? Why didn't he inform himself beforehand? What does this mean? Did he wish he had followed this advice? What on earth was he thinking? Couldn't he see what was best for the Treville family? Or does he have other plans?

All kinds of questions came to his mind, making him fall into thinking again.

"How about it, Ciel?" Charlotte urged from the side, "You haven't thought about it yet?"

Charles thought for a while, but still felt that he had not fully understood the thoughts of his unpredictable cousin.

At this time. He suddenly thought - I can't understand him, can't I ask his brother?

Then, he immediately made up his mind.

"Charlotte, you know how important this issue is to me. You can't just talk about it." He looked at the other party with a serious expression. "So, I want to consult my grandfather and I will give you an answer later, okay?"

"You are really not decisive!" Charlotte sighed softly, "Okay, then ask your grandpa, he will definitely make your mind up. I don't believe it, Napoleon's cavalry general. Are you still afraid of asking your grandson to shoulder the sacred obligations he must bear? "

Not caring what to say to her, Charles immediately turned around and walked out of the room. Then he walked up the stairs to the second floor, and then walked step by step to the door of his grandfather's room.

According to his usual work and rest habits, Marquis Treville should be resting now. Normally, Charles would never want to disturb him, but now he doesn't care so much.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After knocking several times, a response finally came from inside.

"Who?" The old Marquis's voice was as steady as ever, but with a hint of the sleepiness of an elderly person, "What's the matter?"

"It's me." Charles immediately replied respectfully, "Grandpa, I have something important to ask for your opinion now."

"Important things?" The Marquis was a little surprised, "Come in, of course I am willing to give you some lessons from the elderly."

Charles stood at the door for a moment longer, giving the older man some time to collect himself, and then he gently opened the door.

The Marquis of Treville, wearing a nightgown, was already sitting on the bed, leaning on the back of the chair and looking at Charles with a smile.

"My grandson, are you still in trouble now? This is really a strange thing. Come on, tell me."

Ciel carefully closed the door and walked to the head of the bed.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry to come and disturb your rest at this time...but, I really can't understand this matter..."

Then, he told the old Marquis clearly about Charlotte's sudden visit and the proposal she brought.

The old Marquis listened quietly, a little shocked at first, but his face soon regained its composure.

"Are they really already preparing to take action?" When Charles finished speaking, he suddenly let out a long sigh. "I really can't wait!"

"So, I hope to get some advice from you - what should I do in the face of this invitation?" Charles asked respectfully.

"Char, actually you already have your own opinion?" the old Marquis suddenly asked.

"Yes." Charles nodded, "I don't want to be involved in such a dishonorable thing."

He didn't want to tell the real reason that "he understands the development of post-history", so he had to use his reputation to excuse it.

"Reputation? The emperor also used howitzers to bombard civilians, but didn't he become the great savior of the entire nation in the end? Charles, you must remember that if you want to achieve great things, you can't just care about reputation. As long as you successfully reach the top, reputation will Nature will follow." The Marquis of Treville shook his head disapprovingly. He shook his head and said, "However, on this matter, I'm afraid you are right - you cannot participate in a civil strife that does not benefit you. Didn't that gentleman already say it? Don't soil yourself. Let those people finish it for you, then stand up and clean up the mess!"

He naturally also knew about Louis Bonaparte's visit to Count Dilion and the advice he provided.

After hearing his assertion, Ciel also breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, since you already have your own opinion, why do you still come to me?" The Marquis asked again, and then he immediately gave the answer, "I'm afraid you are trying to trouble my brother? "

"Yes." Charles immediately replied, "I think since he arranged it this way, he may have some deep intentions..."

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"You are right." The Marquis suddenly laughed, his expression a little weird, "What he means is very simple, that is, he wants you to follow Charlotte's opinion..."

"Huh?" Charles was a little surprised.

"Charle, listen to Charlotte and join the Self-Defense Forces." The old Marquis suddenly stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, "Speaking of which, I still have some expectations. I really want to see my grandson in military uniform soon. He will definitely be more handsome than I was back then, hahahaha!”

Ciel was even more surprised. "You...didn't you just say not to get involved in this kind of thing?"

"Haven't you figured it out yet?" The Marquis was still smiling, "Charles, you got it confused yourself. Joining the Self-Defense Forces and participating in the suppression of the mob are two different things... And my brother just planned to Let you do the former. ”

Seeing the Marquis' rather unpredictable words, Charles was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood what he meant.

"In other words, he wants me to join in and reap the benefits first, but then he won't take part in the action?"

"Yes, that's it. That's why he asked Charlotte to come over and mention this to you." The Marquis nodded. "You can take this opportunity to get more benefits and make friends with people who are useful to you..."

Charles finally understood, and then he looked at his grandfather with some hesitation.

"It sounds feasible, but Mr. Bonaparte...will he have any dissatisfaction?"

"Dissatisfied? No, Charles." The Marquis shook his head again, with a hint of slyness flashing in his eyes, "Of course you have to consult him for advice, can you still do it quietly? But don't worry, I can assure you that he will readily agree - given such a rare opportunity to infiltrate and control an armed force, will he refuse? "

"That's it!" Charles sighed in a low voice.

"So you must have imagined it? There are a lot of vacancies in the National Guard recently, and they are in urgent need of manpower to fill..." He remembered what Charlotte had just said, and then figured out what Duke Treville really meant.

No matter how much he hoped to eradicate the National Guard in the future, Louis Bonaparte would not mind mastering some of these tools first, at least for now. And the Treville family who assisted him will definitely let him take credit for it?

After thinking of this, he clapped his hands lightly, looking a little excited.

"So that's it! That gentleman really wanted to make such an arrangement without even telling me!"

"Maybe I want to surprise you." The Marquis replied thoughtfully, and then patted Charles on the shoulder. "Okay, young man, now you know what to do?"

"Well, I understand, thank you!" Charles quickly thanked him, and then left immediately, preparing to inform Charlotte of his decision.

However, when he reached the living room, there was no sign of Charlotte there.

What's going on?

He quickly turned to look at the servant.

"Miss Treville has gone to the small reception room..." The servant looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, sir, I can't stop her..."

asshole!

Burning anger suddenly ignited in his heart. . )