Flowers, Swords and France

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"What a great job, Ciel!"

In the candlelit restaurant, the Marquis of Treville, who was sitting at the head table, beamed with joy, and then slammed the newspaper in his hand onto the dining table, "I'm so sorry that I couldn't see your performance with my own eyes!"

Although the candlelight made his face look a little blurry, this overflowing excitement was enough for anyone to see his appreciation for Ciel and his joy at his grandson being so hardworking and accomplished. ,

"Look, look, how these newspapers have scolded you! You have almost become the number one target of their verbal criticism!"

Under such enthusiastic praise from his grandfather, Charles smiled sheepishly and did not answer. He just took a leisurely sip of the soup and hid his pride well.

Unlike those who were secretly worried about him or privately gloating about his misfortune, after returning from the parliamentary inquiry, Ciel now behaved very calmly, and could even be said to be leisurely and contented, as if he was not worried about any political blow as a result.

This was not a composure he was pretending to be, but a kind of determination after weighing the pros and cons.

After he publicly questioned the legitimacy of Parliament, the internal fighting between the two parties has been brought to the surface. Therefore, regardless of the fact that Louis Bonaparte himself was very supportive of Charles's attack at this time, Even if it was just to avoid showing weakness to his political opponents, he would do everything possible to protect Charles and the minister from parliamentary pressure - otherwise. If he and his ministers were forced to resign, everyone would think that Louis Bonaparte had lost the struggle. Or at least at a huge disadvantage.

As for whether those political opponents will hate him even more because of this, this is not something he needs to consider.

only. Fran, who was sitting opposite him, was a little confused.

"Grandpa, what's going on? Are you so happy when someone scolds your brother?"

"If so many people scold him, it means he has done something big, my son." Marquis Treville waved his hand with a smile, "Especially when Charles did such a good job this time, they will naturally scold him fiercely. ”

Fran carefully took the newspaper from her grandfather.

"Don't look at this kind of thing. It's of no use to you." Charles said quickly, but his sister ignored it and picked it up and read it carefully.

soon. Amidst the curses of "gangster" and "clown", Fran's face gradually turned pale, and her hands began to tremble slightly.

"These people... these people..." She frowned and threw the newspaper aside tremblingly, as if it was some poisonous substance. "How uneducated! Is it okay for people to talk nonsense just by reading it in the newspaper?"

"I told you to stop reading. It's so annoying..." Charles smiled and shrugged.

"Sir! Can you just watch yourself being slandered like this?" Seeing that Charles was still so careless, Fran was a little dissatisfied. "If you don't pay attention to this, won't they attack you in the future?" More powerful?"

Then. She glanced again at the signature at the end of the paper. "This...this is Dr. Marx, you must show him some color!"

"First, this Dr. Marx is German, not French; second, this is a foreign newspaper, and I have no jurisdiction over it, and even complaints may not be useful." Charles still looked very relaxed. "Besides, as long as one person reaches a high position, attacks will follow, and it's not just me. If everyone is angry about this kind of thing, no one will be able to do business..."

As for the person who "viciously attacked" him and even received his own allowance, Charles didn't tell his sister to avoid shocking her too much.

"But we can't let them attack you viciously like this?" Although Fran heard Ciel's explanation, Fran was still a little aggrieved, "Isn't he a foreigner? We haven't offended him, so why should he?" That’s what you said?”

"Maybe it's for the sake of standing." Ciel replied with a smile. "There are so many unreasonable things in the world, we just need to get used to them."

Ciel's casual attitude made Fran a little depressed, so she had no choice but to drop the topic.

However, even though she didn't say it, she already remembered this person.

The fact that her brother was being cursed so mercilessly aroused her inner irritation, and she was even angrier than being insulted herself. As for whether the other person's curse was justified or not, she didn't bother to tell.

After suppressing her anger, she glanced at the end of the article again.

You bastard, don't think that you can talk nonsense just because you are hiding in a foreign country. I will remember you. Just wait for me. I will make you look good sooner or later! She said to herself secretly.

"Charles, now you have become famous." Marquis Treville took over the conversation, "However, this has also made you the target of public criticism. You must be careful to be careful of those open and covert attacks in the future. Do you understand? Confidence is Good thing, but don’t get too complacent.”

"Yes, I know, Grandpa." Charles nodded immediately. "I will be careful and never give anyone a chance to sneak up on me."

Charles could fully understand Grandpa's hint - the open spear was stabbing from the front, which was scary but at least he could defend against it, but the hidden arrow was projected from behind, making it difficult to defend against. Especially in this situation that is beneficial to one's own side, the jealousy of the comrades is even more terrifying than the hatred of the enemies, especially when Charles has many enemies in the comrades.

"Well, that's the best." Seeing that Charles was neither arrogant nor impetuous, the old Marquis felt relieved. "Don't be arrogant and complacent in the future. Remember to listen to other people's opinions! In your position The biggest enemy of a person is only himself..."

"Of course. Don't you know me yet? Grandpa?" Charles nodded first, then smiled and looked at his grandfather. He said in a joking tone, "Besides. It is a rare honor to be given guidance by Marshal Treville. How can I feel bored?"

"Hey, why are you mentioning this in front of me! I'm already this old, so what if I get the title of marshal?" The old man smiled and waved his hand, but his expression was full of pride, and it was obvious that he was not He said he didn't care about the title as much as he said, "As long as you all can live a happy life, this title is dispensable to me."

"This is not like what the marshal said." Ciel was still smiling. "This is an honor that many people can't even hope for, but you talk about it as if it's not worth mentioning. Don't forget, when the time comes, you will be named a marshal by the president in front of representatives of the entire military. This is a rare honor. ”

"Honor is a good thing, but it is not as good as yours to me." The old man looked at his grandson and granddaughter very sincerely, "Char, my achievements have reached the top, and I can't go anywhere anymore. But you are still young and your future is limitless. I really hope to see you reach the top with my own eyes!"

"Then you will definitely see it." Charles replied firmly, "All you have to do is take good care of your body."

"Yes. You will do it, I absolutely believe it." The old man sighed, and then suddenly raised his voice. "When Napoleon led his men into the Court of Five Hundred, he hesitated for a moment. He said a lot of embarrassing and incoherent words, it didn't matter. This was because he was inexperienced at the time... But this time, we must let him They understand that it was our unshakable will that destroyed them!”

The Marquis of Treville seemed to be in a mood, and suddenly picked up the knife and made a stabbing gesture, "...shoot whoever disobeys!"

"I will mourn for them first." Charles replied with a smile, not feeling anything wrong with this at all. "Having said that, when we visited the president that day, Marshal Sirte also said the same thing. He said that we must bleed, and we must bleed. Only by shedding can we calm this capricious nation and country."

"After all, he is a man who has been the prime minister. This old guy Sirte is actually really good! It's a pity that he has become our opponent." The old man lowered his head and sighed, "I heard that he is in very bad health now. I'm afraid. He will pass away in the next two years..."

"I heard from the doctor that he only has one year left to live. However, as you said, he is indeed a great man." Charles agreed with him.

"Then according to what he said..." The old Marquis picked up the wine glass and drank the scarlet wine, "Bleeding!"

Under the gaze of the girl, the grandfather and brother talked calmly. Because they were accustomed to it, they did not feel at all how terrible or careless what they said was. They did not even think about their tone and their words. What an impact this attitude will have on this girl over the years.

How could Fran, who was as pure and kind as an angel in their eyes, be contaminated by the creed that "as long as the goal is achieved, all means are good" that they had inadvertently instilled? How could the subtle influences of generations of aristocratic families fail to work on her alone?

Family affection will always cover people's eyes, making them unable to see the unexpected facts in front of them.

………………

After finishing the meal, Charles excused himself to his grandfather and left the restaurant, while Fran stayed because she had received a hint from her grandfather before.

"Grandpa, what do you want from me?" After Charles left, she looked at the old Marquis inquiringly.

The old man did not answer first, but just looked at his granddaughter.

Fran was still wearing a white dress today and did not wear any jewelry. However, because of her affluent life, her skin also looked white and pearlescent, as soft and smooth as petals, with small blue blood vessels like jasper patterns showing through. Although the shoulders are a little thin, they will definitely grow rounder in the future.

To this doting old man, there was a childlike carefreeness and innocent confusion in his blue eyes.

Seeing such an otherworldly appearance, wouldn't everyone say that only a wealthy family like Treville could raise it?

No matter what, she is his dearest granddaughter.

"Girl, you are so beautiful!" He blurted out with unspeakable complicated emotions, "I dare say, you should become the idol in the hearts of countless people!"

After hearing grandpa's praise. Fran blushed slightly, "You...you said it too much? Grandpa. I see many people in social circles who are prettier than me."

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"Bah, how is that possible? Those vulgar fans can't compare to you. I'm serious." The old man replied flatly, and then he looked at his granddaughter with a smile, "How are you, have you found the person you like recently?"

Fran just lowered her head, not daring to look at the old man, and just shook her head slightly.

"What an evil thing! Are all the young people nowadays blind?" the old man shouted in disbelief, "Such a beautiful child, and a huge dowry. No one is interested in it?"

"Grandpa, people don't take me seriously."

Fran's tone was a little dull, and only she knew in her heart who she was talking about.

"Huh, I don't believe it anymore. Isn't everyone blind?" The old man frowned, "It doesn't matter, your grandfather is a marshal, he can help you find it. Isn't it possible that you can't find it in the entire army? Just pick one or two that are worthy of you!"

As soon as she heard her grandfather say this, Fran felt secretly anxious.

If grandpa is really keen on this, he will be in big trouble. God knows how many people he can find? Even if you reject them all. That's also big trouble.

After thinking for a moment, she decided to take the initiative.

In addition to wanting the old man not to be so anxious, the girl's heart was filled with thoughts. There is also a different kind of expectation.

She secretly hoped in her heart that her grandfather had always doted on her. Be able to understand your own heart a little bit.

"Actually...Actually, I also...I don't have any ideas about this kind of thing. Grandpa." Under the gaze of the old man, she spoke out, "You'd better not make any trouble for me, let me If you take your time and look for it yourself, I will definitely be able to find the right person.”

"Oh? Already have an idea?" The old man was surprised at first, and then laughed, "Then tell me? What kind of person do you want?"

"I think... I think..." Fran hesitated for a moment, then made up her mind and raised her head to look at her grandfather, "I want to find someone like my brother."

"Ah?" The old man was stunned for a moment.

He did not understand the true meaning of his granddaughter's heart, but was surprised by her high vision. "Then it's really hard to find you. Among the young people in the country now, who has a status like him? If it comes to personality and knowledge, then you can find someone similar to him..."

Then, he laughed and said, "Lower your requirements and don't spoil your appetite because of your brother, girl. Otherwise, you will suffer a lot in the future. Don't think grandpa is joking. Grandpa has seen this kind of thing too many times." ”

"But, why should I lower myself to a lower level, Grandpa? What's the point of getting married just for the sake of getting married? Isn't it harming myself by forcing myself to stay with someone I don't like?" Fran showed no sign of weakness, " If...if you really can't find a suitable candidate..."

She lowered her head again, her face slightly red, "Then I might as well not get married, just stay with my brother and save a dowry for my family."

After saying this, she suddenly became nervous and secretly glanced at her grandfather's reaction.

However, everything was not as she expected.

"How can that work!" After hearing the strange words of his granddaughter, the old Marquis frowned, "How can you have such a ridiculous idea? When did our family let their children become old maids in order to save dowry?"

"It's okay to be an old girl. If you can live with your brother, I don't think there's anything wrong with it." Fran rarely responded to her grandfather with such a tough attitude. "Isn't this my own business?"

The old Marquis looked at his granddaughter in disbelief at first, but Fran's gaze did not flinch, and in the end the old man could only smile bitterly.

"My child, should I call you naive or stupid... Your brother is getting married. Do you think you will get tired of being around him after he gets married? Besides, what's wrong with getting married and having children? Do you need to be so repellent? Listen to me, don’t set your sights so high, and keep your temper low. In fact, good young people are not that rare nowadays... I will help you find them, don’t be afraid. "

Seeing that her grandfather had reached this point, Fran bit her lip tightly and said nothing more.

She is not angry or disappointed, because now she is used to frustration and pain. Even one more blow cannot make her more sad - people are not afraid of going from despair to new despair, especially He is the kind of person who has a strong will and never looks back once he has made his decision.

She just clenched her little fists under the table and encouraged herself secretly.

Even grandpa can't stop me.

"Thank you for your concern. I know you love me." Under her grandfather's gaze, she slowly stood up and then looked up at him. "But your love for me is not a reason to be able to control me at will - Grandpa, I love you too, but I want to control my own destiny. Please don't stop me, okay?"

Seeing Fran's sudden attack, the old man didn't know what to say and just looked at her with some confusion.

"Hey, what do you mean by domination or not? It doesn't need to be so serious? Grandpa is just worried about you! It's just for your own good, so I'm telling you so much."

"I know, so I'm very grateful to you, I'm really grateful." Fran's voice trembled slightly, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, "But please don't worry about me, I will take care of everything myself!"

After that, she said no more. After bowing to her grandfather, she turned around and left the restaurant. In the end, the old man was left looking at her back in disbelief.

He still didn't understand why his usually well-behaved and gentle granddaughter suddenly seemed to have changed.

"Children nowadays are all incomprehensible." Finally, he sighed with a wry smile and drank the rest of the wine in the glass. (A good event that falls from the sky, a cool mobile phone is waiting for you! Follow it~ Click the official account (Add friends on WeChat-Add official account-enter dd), and participate immediately! Everyone will win a prize, follow dd's WeChat official account now!) (To be continued..)