Flowers, Swords and France

As Charles expected, although Count Dillion hesitated and struggled, he finally agreed to his request and allowed the Army Department to dispatch a group of young non-commissioned officers to the Ministry of Railways for internship. ￠≤Top￠≤Point￠≤Small￠≤To say,

He is a good man, or he has developed a character that does not like to offend people after years of court life. In addition, he now relies heavily on Charles as an ally, so even if he is reluctant, he still did not refuse in the end.

Compared with authority, he is satisfied as long as he can keep his position.

This is good, saving a lot of persuasion.

Just when Charles, who was in a good mood, wanted to talk to him about other things, he suddenly heard a wave of applause. Subconsciously, he also raised his hand to applaud.

"Oh, the Prime Minister has finished speaking!"

After a moment, Charles realized that it was the Prime Minister's speech that ended.

Then, he found that the Prime Minister's eyes just drifted to his side, as if he was still staring at him intentionally or unintentionally.

Charles smiled back at him calmly, then turned to look at the Minister. "After he finishes speaking, it's your turn to speak, right?"

"It should be my turn," the Minister nodded, "Also, if you want to say a few words, I can ask someone to arrange it after me..."

"No, the honor should be left to more important people." Charles smiled and waved his hand, once again declining the Minister's kindness.

Although he still wanted to talk to him, Charles couldn't keep him now, so he had to watch the Minister walk up to the platform amid applause, and shook hands with the Prime Minister cordially and talked. Not long after the conversation. The Prime Minister came down, and then the Minister spoke on the stage alone. From time to time, he attracted applause and cheers from the audience.

He was satisfied as long as he could get the scenery on the stage, but Charles had more things to do.

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Just as the Minister was talking leisurely and contentedly under the attention of the crowd. Charles was walking along the railroad tracks.

Next to him was a burly middle-aged man wearing a black coat and a top hat. This middle-aged man was, of course, the current Prime Minister, Count Oupur, who had said he would summon him.

Because the Count had been silent, Charles didn't know what to say, so he just walked forward in silence.

Under the gloomy sky, two men in heavy black coats slowly moved forward under the black, endless railroad tracks. There was no one around, only the cold wind was whistling. This scene added to the gloomy and lonely atmosphere.

"The president talked to me about something two days ago." After an unknown amount of time, the Prime Minister finally spoke.

Although he was talking, his eyes were still looking straight ahead, and he didn't slow down, as if he was just talking to himself in the air.

"What he said was also very simple. He felt that I was now the Prime Minister and the Minister of the Army, and my affairs were a bit too busy, so he asked me if I could let someone take over the position of the Minister of the Army so that I could concentrate on handling the Prime Minister's government affairs..."

As he spoke. His expression became more unpredictable, "Oh, actually I don't need to explain it in such detail, you know it, right, Charles?"

Because he didn't know whether the other party was coming to question him or just asking casually. So Charles didn't know how to answer for a moment.

But at this time, the other party's eyes slowly turned over.

Under the sharp gaze of the general, Charles suddenly lost interest in lying to cover up.

"Well, yes. I know, sir."

"I see that you not only know it, but you are also one of the masterminds, right?" The Prime Minister suddenly sneered. "Didn't you suggest this to the president?"

"I just proposed this to the president. It's up to the president to adopt it or not." Charles answered calmly, "And, in my opinion, there's nothing inappropriate about this - you are indeed busy with two jobs, and your energy is limited. You really need to send other people to share the pressure for you."

"Share the pressure!" The Prime Minister laughed sarcastically, "So you just plan to ask the president to deal with me?"

"I don't plan to deal with you, sir, I want to deal with another group of people." Although the person who blamed him was the Prime Minister, Charles still answered calmly, "At first I also planned to be kind to others, be a good man, and fulfill my responsibilities without making enemies, but soon I found that some things still need to be done drastically... I understand your mood of not wanting to make enemies with others, so I think it's better to let someone who doesn't care about these things take the blame for you..."

"So you are helping me instead?" The Prime Minister asked with a sneer.

Charles was silent for a moment.

Interfering with the Prime Minister's power to select cabinet members, and arbitrarily recommending a person to the President to serve as an important minister - and taking over the ministerial position from the Prime Minister himself - no matter from which angle, this is a serious violation of the Prime Minister's authority, so Charles was not sure whether the other party was angry or not, and didn't know what to say.

After a moment of silence, Charles made up his mind to speak directly before this intimidating sight. "I dare not say that. I am just saying that in today's current situation, the president cannot tolerate inaction. He needs...he needs to win some support. He and I both understand and even respect your desire to be neutral, so , we’re not going to force you to do anything.”

As Ciel answered, the pressure slowly subsided.

"Hmph, that's true. Anyway, you have no shortage of thugs who are willing to use the knife." The Prime Minister sneered, "So, Mr. President is preparing to cleanse the army?"

Charles didn't answer.

"So, who is the President's preferred choice for Secretary of the Army?"

Charles still didn't answer.

"Mr. Treville, I know that you and the President are very proud now, but I think you still have to be cautious." Seeing that Charles was so uncooperative. Count Opple's tone became even colder, "Think about it. What if I insist on not agreeing to the president's request? Maybe the president can find a way to remove me from my position and make me very unlucky. But at that time you Aren’t all the plans out of whack?”

, "Okay, it's General Saint-Arnaud." Seeing that the other party had reached this point, Charles had no choice but to reveal the truth to the other party, and then immediately asked, "Of course you wouldn't do this, right?"

"If conditions permit, I will not." The Prime Minister gave an ambiguous answer,

Then, Count Opul said no more. They continued walking along the railway line again, and Charles had no choice but to continue following behind.

The rustling of shoes on the gravel road mixed with the whistling of the wind, making Charles' mood become even more confusing.

After walking for quite some time, Count Opul finally stopped.

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"Ciel, be careful not to overdo it."

Before Charles could answer, he continued, "I'm not referring to me. To be honest, I don't really care about this - anyway, I don't think I can be prime minister for long. It's just that the Minister of War was replaced by someone else." Let’s face it, it’s you… you’ve let yourself fall into too deep a trap.”

"You mean?"

"You have chosen a very risky path for yourself." The Prime Minister raised his eyebrows. "Although it is possible to get more rewards, it will also bring you many enemies. Joining forces with you, General Saint Arnaud, can certainly Slowly purge the Army, but it will also make you a target of hatred for a large group of people. I don't understand it. Do you need to be so radical? Now that the president is popular, you may be immune to their attacks. But... what if one day he loses power, or even you lose power? How many people will fight back? By then, I’m afraid you won’t even be able to preserve what you have now…”

"That's because I have deep confidence in M. Bonaparte and my talents." Perhaps because of this open and honest atmosphere, Charles replied without humility, "Sometimes, for higher returns, We can only take risks, close our eyes and rush forward, never look back. This is the case with Mr. Bonaparte, and this is the case with me. Isn’t it the same with General Saint-Arnaud? If you want to win a bet, you must have the courage to make a bet. The courage.”

Although these words seemed to imply that Count Opple was "not brave enough", the Prime Minister just smiled and didn't take it to heart.

"Because of some accidents, I got the position of prime minister, but I deeply understand that I will not stay here for a short time, so I do not intend to do something in vain, nor do I want to get myself involved in the whirlpool of partisan struggles. " He raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance, "Maybe a young man like you will think that I am too conservative, but I know the value of being able to protect myself wisely! Think about it, the person who appreciated me, promoted me, and finally appointed me to do this. king of earl, certain Tian was suddenly driven away, and finally died miserably in a foreign country! It was enough for me to have the qualifications to be a prime minister. No matter which faction wins next, I will give it what it deserves even if it wants to get rid of it! Price. And you? Now tied to Louis Bonaparte, he seems very illustrious, but who knows that one day, he will get the same fate as the poor king? And by that time, even if you want to protect yourself wisely, I'm afraid it's too much. It’s too late.”

"If that day comes..." Charles replied solemnly, "I will accept it gladly, because I have fought hard to the end."

"What a young man's answer." The Earl laughed, and then shook his head, "Charles, maybe you think I am too straightforward. There is nothing you can do about it. Before the Prime Minister, I am first a general. So I’m used to speaking out.”

"I definitely didn't think so."

After hearing what the Prime Minister might have said sincerely, Charles didn't know how to answer for a moment.

There is no doubt that what he said does make sense - he already got what he wanted, so he might as well stay safe.

And what about yourself?

No, I want too much to stop.

Even if you create a large number of enemies for yourself, you must go on unswervingly.

"Okay, you don't have to answer. I know what you want to say just by looking at your eyes." Count Oppel suddenly laughed, then shook his head gently, "Hey, after all, you are young, and some things are different from our ideas. I can understand your ideas, after all, I was young..."

"Thank you, sir." Charles bowed slightly.

"I will not obstruct this appointment, but I will not give you any special help." The Prime Minister continued, "Whether it goes smoothly or not depends on you."

"That's enough, sir." Charles replied with a smile, "We really respect your desire to remain neutral."

"Then, can I know how the Prime Minister plans to deal with me in the future?" The Prime Minister suddenly asked.

Charles hesitated for a while, but finally decided to just lay things out and make things clear.

"Mr. President's intention now is to let you go to Algeria as the governor, and you can do whatever you want there, and no one will care."

"He is really a generous person..." Not sure whether it was sarcasm or relief, the Prime Minister laughed again, "In this case, then what reason do I have to hinder you? Just do it yourself, young man." (To be continued...)

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