Flowers, Swords and France

"Bang!"

The sound of the cup breaking caused the entire living room to fall into silence. .

In the silence, a group of middle-aged people looked at each other.

They all looked at little Duke Treville as if asking "What's wrong with him?"

"Charle, are you okay?" His cousin looked at Charles with some worry, "Did you drink too much? Hey, I'm sorry, I really should have listened to Charlotte and asked you to drink less. Come on. , let’s go and take a rest first…”

"No, thank you, I don't need to rest." Charles shook his head coldly, "I'm not drunk either, I'm very sober now!"

Then he turned his head and looked at Mr. de Corvey.

"Sir, if you didn't hear clearly just now, let me repeat it to you again - I cannot follow your suggestions and participate in the subsequent actions of helping your troops..."

After a moment of astonishment, the smile on De Kervi's face had completely disappeared, leaving only indifference and shuddering stiffness.

"Young man, considering that you are the son of my friend, I can forgive your rudeness as if you just did it unintentionally." He looked at Charles coldly and said word by word, "Thank God Lucky for you. If anyone dares to do this to me in Provence, where my troops are stationed, he will have to pay for his humiliation by going to the duel with my men. There are no Parisians in the South! Such a good temper!”

Suddenly, under Charles's fierce actions, the small living room became a little tense.

However, Charles still had a calm expression on his face, and he looked at Colonel de Kervey - the future general - in front of him without fear, as if he did not regard his threat as a serious threat.

However, despite the irritation on his face, he was calm inside.

Seeing that something was wrong, little Duke Treville suddenly laughed.

"Ah ha, this nephew of mine is really an idiot. He's so drunk that he's like this after just a little drink!" He smoothed over Charles with a smile, walked next to Charles, and then suddenly stretched out his hand, He grabbed his collar fiercely and dragged him hard. "You should go and take a rest first!" His tone seemed to be very concerned, but it carried an unquestionable chill.

Originally, Charles wanted to resist, but under his unexpected strength, Charles, who was already dizzy from drinking, could not help but stumble and be dragged out of the door slowly.

As soon as he was dragged out of the living room and into the corridor, his cousin violently pushed him to the corner, his eyes full of undisguised annoyance.

"You just did a stupid thing, my friend." Little Duke Treville looked at Charles coldly and said sternly, "A real man, a politician who claims to be young and promising, should not Being carried away by anything, even if it is alcohol! Your stupid behavior made everyone very unhappy and ruined the promotion opportunity I prepared for you. Didn’t you see that these people are People who are very useful to you in the future and can also help you, why do you want to make them so unhappy? My nephew, is my evaluation of you beyond reality? Are you not as worthy of a big responsibility as you seem? Is that true? It's my fault." Then, as if his anger was aroused by these words, he tugged on Ciel's collar again, "Now, get back here and let me drink down... I’ll give you two more slaps before I get angry!”

The anger of the young Duke of Treville is very understandable: he finally invited these old friends to come over, and then ceremoniously pushed Charles out, giving Charles a good opportunity to stand out. As a result, Charles You have played like this, what does it mean? It's crazy!

Seeing that all the hard work he had done before was turned into running water, he was able to resist not doing anything to Ciel, which was already a sign of deep self-cultivation.

However, even in front of such a harsh words from his cousin, Charles remained calm.

"My dear Mr. Treville," his voice was low but still clear enough for the other party to hear clearly, "I am really not drunk."

After hearing what Charles said, the young Duke Treville was slightly stunned, and then he looked into Charles's eyes, as if he wanted to see some clues from here. However, soon after finding nothing, he gave up this plan and asked Ciel directly.

"Well, I'm glad you're still sober. So, please tell me, what were you planning?"

Seeing his uncle's confused expression, Charles couldn't help but smile.

"It's actually very simple..."

……………………

After the two Trevilles left the living room, the atmosphere inside gradually changed from relaxed and cheerful to a bit solemn and embarrassing. Everyone was a little confused by the episode just now - especially for this young man. A person's sudden anger is even more incomprehensible.

Maybe they really drank too much, they came to this conclusion in their minds at the same time.

However, what happened next surprised them even more.

The young Duke of Treville returned soon, and the young man who caused trouble did not go home, but followed him back.

It seemed that he had just been severely punished by his elders. This young man seemed to be much more awake now, and his face was full of embarrassment and shame.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. de Corvey." As soon as he came in, he bowed and apologized to the officer he had just treated rudely. "I was really impulsive just now, so I did some irrational things." Action. Now, please rest assured that I have regained consciousness."

"It's very irrational." De Kervi shrugged his shoulders, still looking a little angry. "Considering your age and the fact that you drank so much, the most important thing is that you Father, I can forgive you for your offense."

"Then, can you listen to my explanation?" Charles' tone was very calm. Compared with the arrogant and stubborn young man just now, he was completely different.

"Explanation?" De Kervi frowned and glanced at Charles with some confusion, "Did you just do this or there were other reasons?"

"I admit that my reaction just now was a bit rough." Charles nodded, "But there is a reason why I rejected your suggestion, and it is a very important reason."

"Oh?" The other party became even more confused. "It seems you want to tell me something that will interest me."

"I hope so." Charles nodded slightly, then hesitated slightly and glanced at the people around him, "At the same time, I hope that you and your colleagues can help me after listening to my explanation. Keep it a secret."

His words made these people look at each other in confusion.

But after a while, they seemed to reach a consensus.

"It seems to be really important." De Kervi frowned slightly, and then directly said, "Please continue!" ’ gesture. Now, he had been whetted by Ciel's serious look, and had completely forgotten his previous offense, "Okay, of course we will keep it secret for you."

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"Since you have made this promise, of course I will believe in your sincerity. Well..." Charles cleared his throat and continued, "You must have known just now that I am a Bonapartist. "

"Oh, it's no secret to us."

"Louis Bonaparte has come back, and now he is thinking all day long about regaining his uncle's lost breast." Charles added.

"It's not a secret, I'm afraid even this cup can know about it." De Kervi picked up the cup in front of him, and then drank another glass of wine. "Is there anything else?"

"Since he returned to China, Mr. Louis Bonaparte and I have met many times and discussed many issues. Moreover, I was fortunate enough to hear his advice to me..." Charles added coldly.

"What do you mean?" a person next to him immediately asked, obviously very interested, "What does he suggest you do?"

"He suggested that I, and the rest of us, not to participate in the next army operations." Charles replied in a low voice, "He believes that we should not do this. Under his advice, I am going to When the time comes, I choose to wait and see. So, I'm sorry, after hearing your suggestion from Mr. de Kervey just now, I can only choose to refuse. As a follower of the Bonaparte family, I should not refuse the current leader of the Bonaparte family. Suggestion... However, I drank a lot at the time, so my reaction was a bit excessive, I’m really sorry!”

Sure enough, when Charles finished speaking, the entire living room fell into silence, and then immediately fell into excitement again.

De Kervi's expression became even gloomier, but obviously it couldn't be because of Charles.

"This guy!" he shouted coldly, "He wants his people to stand by and do nothing at this critical moment of life and death? What is he thinking?"

"What is he thinking?" The person next to him said with a bit of ridicule, "Must he want to fish in troubled waters, right? Let us do what he wants to do for him, and then pretend that our hands are innocent!"

Others thought of this too and started whispering.

Seeing this scene, Charles lowered his head "in shame" and said no more.

He used Louis Bonaparte's name to increase his own worth and make good excuses for his future disobedience, while at the same time quietly revealing Louis Bonaparte's plans. At the same time, it also created a rift between Louis Bonaparte and the army from the beginning.

And he was sure that these people would never completely keep the secret for him, and soon, Louis Bonaparte's plan would be revealed to the top of the army—until the last person.

Next, they will definitely put more pressure on Louis Bonaparte secretly, making him have to rely more on his subordinates.

As for this ***, will it change anything? Charles doesn't think so. What should happen will eventually happen.

This was an idea that came to him in a flash, but he soon discovered its feasibility and immediately put it into practice. Judging from the current scene, this result is very satisfying to him.

"Charle, thank you." After some prodding, De Kervi sighed softly, and then patted Charles on the shoulder again, "I knew I was right about you."

"Thank you!" Charles replied leisurely with a sincere smile. (To be continued.)