Flowers, Swords and France

"Lucien, you really must go see Mr. Treville."

In the couple's bedroom, Julie, who was lying on the bed, suddenly said.

"Huh? Julie, what's wrong?"

Lucien, who was rocking the cradle, was a little startled by what his wife suddenly said, and turned back to look at his wife. "Are you talking about Ciel?"

"Yeah." Julie nodded expressionlessly, "Who else could it be?"

Because he felt that his wife was not particularly happy, Lucien didn't know what to say. He just rocked the cradle quietly, waiting for her next step.

Speaking of which, she seemed to be acting strangely tonight, as if she had something on her mind.

"I have already thought about it, Lucien. The surest way for your future is to follow the Treville family." In a tone that sounded helpless, Julie continued coldly, "So , No matter what, let’s maintain a relationship with their family.”

Lucien frowned, not knowing how to answer his wife.

Yes, Julie has been acting strange lately.

Although Lucien is not a very sensitive person, he also discovered some very strange situations: Since an unknown day, in the conversation between the couple, Julie only used the cold "Treville" to call Charles. Sir". It was clear that Julie and Charles had fallen out over something.

Because of this, Lucien has rarely mentioned Charles in front of his wife recently, let alone visited her.

But today, it was Julie herself who told me about this matter. I really didn’t understand what it meant.

"I originally thought you were angry with him recently..." After thinking for a moment. Lucien whispered.

"Angry? What can I do if I'm angry? One or two of them have gone crazy..." Julie's expression seemed to become even darker, "Can I stop anything? Forget it, forget it, let them do whatever they want, no matter what "

"What's going on?" Lucien had to ask.

"What else could be going on!" Julie frowned. "Forget it, you will know this sooner or later, I will tell you. Matilda is crazy, she actually..."

Then, Julie told Lucien exactly what Matilda had told her. "See, I've already told you, do you understand now?"

Lucien, on the other hand, was already immersed in shock and was completely speechless.

"Oh. Oh my god...this is...oh my god!"

He never expected that his sister-in-law, who originally seemed quiet and even dull, could actually do such a crazy thing, and would actually carry everyone behind her back... The nobles are really a group of strange creatures, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart again . As for Charles, he could not be as angry as Julie, because judging from Julie's description, he had not forced or tricked anything. Therefore, from a man's standpoint, he somewhat understood Ciel's behavior... although he did not intend to imitate it.

"So, when Matilda went to the banquet that day, why were you so angry at Charles? I see..." Lucien finally understood.

"Well, that's why." Julie nodded slightly, "That man chatted and laughed with Matilda first, and then turned around and went back to kiss his fiancée. I really don't know what he was thinking about. Made!”

"So, are they still in contact now?" Lucien asked in a low voice.

Julie's face. Still as gloomy as before.

"Matilda didn't tell me, but it seems to me that they still have contact from time to time..."

"Oh my God! Oh my God!" Lucien was shocked again.

The audacity of these two people truly exceeded his imagination.

"Then what should we do?" Lucien asked solemnly.

"What else can we do? She is going crazy. I won't listen to my advice. How can I still tie her up and prevent her from going out?" Julie held her forehead with her hands, obviously having a headache, "Forget it, let her do whatever she wants. There’s nothing I can do!”

Then, she remembered something again and immediately warned her husband again. "You must never tell anyone about this, Lucien."

Even if he is angry, should he take his sister's reputation into consideration... Lucien smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Okay, don't worry, how could I tell such a thing?" He quickly made a promise.

"Okay, forget it, there's nothing to talk about now." Julie raised her head, her eyes flickering, "I've thought about it carefully, and now for your future, it's better to stay with that family. The relationship is relatively good.”

"Huh? Aren't you very angry with him?"

"I'm angry, I'm still angry now, but these are two different things." Julie replied seemingly matter-of-factly, "If Matilda refuses to forgive him and wants to break up with him, then I will never associate with him again. . But now that Matilda doesn't care about herself, what else can I do to scold him alone? Besides... I have to consider you, Lucien, and her..."

After saying that, she looked at her daughter who was sleeping in the cradle. "Lucien, for your future, it is very important to continue to rely on this family. You know that even if I don't tell you, right?"

After listening to his wife's words, Lucien lowered his head and remained silent.

Julie is right.

Lucien, who had been worried about his second military service, suddenly felt that his future had become brighter in the past two years.

This feeling became more obvious after his Treville family became successful.

With the help of Charles, Lucien, who had been in crisis because of disobeying orders, survived the crisis almost unscathed. It was because of his recommendation that he became the adjutant of the Marquis of Treville, the commander of the expeditionary force at the time, and participated in the expedition.

The expedition not only added a bright spot to his resume, but also provided him with a considerable extra income - of course, the latter thing must not be told to outsiders.

After returning from the expeditionary force, he had become a major and the battalion commander of the First Division of the Paris Garrison.

So. In various senses, Charles had done him a lot of favors, so when he found out that his wife was very angry with Charles, he felt so uneasy, fearing that he would be branded as ungrateful.

Now, hearing his wife emphasize that they still need to have a good relationship with the Treville family, he honestly felt relieved. "Oh, I understand, Julie."

"Although I feel upset, I have to admit that Mr. Treville is very popular now." Julie continued expressionlessly, "I think. He will continue to be popular in the foreseeable future."

"Yes, that's true." Lucien nodded, "Everyone says that he is one of the president's most trusted people. I think this is not unreasonable. The president has now transferred him to the Ministry of War. It shows how much trust he has in him."

"That's why you should make friends with him." Julie nodded. "He is very popular now, and he happens to be in the army. If you make friends with him, it will definitely be of great benefit to you."

"You make sense." Lucien acknowledged his wife's opinion - to be honest, he rarely disagreed with his wife's opinion, "Then what should I do?"...

The original text is available at Six # 9 @Book/Bar!

"You just need to show your availability, and he will probably come to you for help when the time comes!" Julie smiled.

"Hmm?"

"Aren't you in the Paris garrison? There will always be a place where he can use you!" Julie lowered her voice, "Especially when they obviously have some plans!"

"But..." Lucien seemed to be hesitant. He was about to say something but stopped. "My troops don't seem to have a good relationship with the Bonapartists. If they knew..."

"What are you afraid of! Who said you can't have your own position? Besides, your Montreville family has so many favors, and your father-in-law is also a Bonapartist. Even if you do nothing, will they look at you differently? Don't worry about it, Lucien." As if she had made up her mind, Julie was not at all nervous. She answered her husband directly, "Besides, even if you have committed a crime, it is not a crime as long as no one punishes you. As long as the person you support wins, no one will hold you accountable! Lucien, you are just facing a choice now, Changarnier or Louis Bonaparte, do you believe that Changarnier can beat Bonaparte? That's impossible, he can't do it! He can't beat Bonaparte, so what do you have to worry about? Just do it."

Lucien felt that what he had vaguely considered became clearer after his wife's call.

That's right, I actually just need to make a choice between General Changarnier and President Louis Bonaparte.

After suppressing the mob in Paris in June 1848, General Changarnier, who was inclined to the Order Party, served as the commander of the National Guard under the appointment of General Cavaignac, the head of the government at the time, and also served as the commander of the First Division stationed in Paris, actually controlling most of the military forces in Paris. With the support of his party members in the parliament, he was secretly fighting against the government and the president. In the past, he used the Tuileries Palace as the headquarters and used his confidants to command these troops. He even basically did not obey the dispatch of the Ministry of War. His domineering character was well-known throughout the country.

Since the political positions were different, Changarnier and Louis-Bonaparte were obviously hostile.

If he had to choose one side... Lucien himself was more willing to choose Louis-Bonaparte's side emotionally.

"In fact, this is better for you, Lucien." After a pause, Julie continued, "If no one opposes them, then they don't need your help at all, and naturally they won't reuse you. The current situation has given you an opportunity. You just need to seize it, as long as you seize it earlier than others! Lucien, listen to me, I have thought about it for you, you just need to do what I say."

Julie's tone was calm but with great determination, and she had obviously made up her mind. God knows how much she had thought and weighed the future of her husband and her family before.

"That's it, Lucien. As a soldier, bravery is of course very important, but if you want to be successful in the army, even I, an outsider, can see that bravery alone is probably not enough..." Julie turned her head and looked at Lucien, "Look at those marshals, which one is just a warrior with a mustache? They are all cunning! If you want to stand out in the army, you have to be like them. As long as you do what I say, there will be no mistakes... Even if there are any mistakes, I will accompany you..."

This calmness, this touching words, undoubtedly also infected Lucien. He was very moved in his heart, but he didn't know how to say it. In the end, he just nodded.

"Okay, Julie, I will do as you say. I will go back to find Mr. Treville and explain the matter to him."...

[In the French Empire era, soldiers generally kept mustaches, with pointed mustaches curled up. But after the restoration era, this trend gradually declined, and soldiers began to grow other styles of beards, and some did not grow beards, such as Lucien in the setting.

Later, German Emperor William II liked to grow such a beard, which can be seen intuitively from his photos. 】

"That's good." Julie's face couldn't help showing a smile of joy and relief, and her face couldn't help but get close to her husband sitting on the bed, "It doesn't matter if you don't like these things, it's not your fault, you don't understand these things, you don't like these things, it doesn't matter, I will think it through for you. I will let you get everything you deserve, because you are no worse than them."

"Well... Thank you, Julie." Lucien only felt a little sour in his nose. "I will listen to you."

He can feel his wife's love for him, and because of this, he will love his wife more and more. Only this person will help him without reservation and without malice.

After a moment of silence.

"Lucien, you will never betray me, right?" Julie suddenly raised her head and looked at her husband.

"Absolutely not, God is my witness, my life is my witness." Lucien made his promise in the most sincere tone and the most sincere attitude in his life.

Then he looked at his daughter, "She is my witness."

"Lucien!" Julie sighed softly, then closed her eyes and hugged her husband tightly.

She felt mixed emotions in her heart, moved by her husband, and felt lucky that she escaped her fate and chose the right path, as well as a little bit of guilt towards her sister.

But the most was joy.

She had never seen such love in her world, and then she finally found it through her own efforts, and planned to do her best to cultivate it.

"At least you are different from them." She murmured to herself.