Flowers, Swords and France

"Huh?" As soon as this statement came out, not only Charles, but also other participants present were shocked and wanted to know whether the old man was serious or just joking.

"Grandpa... Oh, Your Excellency Marshal," Charles almost forgot to address him in surprise, and his face was filled with embarrassment and embarrassment. "Your proposal is a bit... somewhat surprising. Why do you do this? "

"Isn't this a bad idea?" Marshal Treville remained unmoved under the suspicious gazes of many people, "Charles, think about it, if we choose this day, how sudden it will be? You're going to have a wedding, and the president and other dignitaries will be in attendance, and no one would have imagined that we would be in the mood to stage a coup before such an occasion... It would give us enough of a surprise, wouldn't it?"

Ciel was silent for a moment.

To be fair, Grandpa's words are very reasonable. He will definitely invite a large group of people to celebrate his wedding. Then it is natural to set up a coup headquarters that hides from others without arousing anyone's suspicion. At the same time, no one would have thought that Louis Bonaparte and his followers would actually take action on the eve of such an activity, which would make the action more sudden and wipe out the opposition more easily.

However, even after thinking of these things, Ciel still felt a little reluctant.

Because he has dedicated enough to power, he doesn't want even his wedding - he only wants to get married once in his life - to become an important part of a conspiracy plan.

At least you should leave yourself with a little different memories.

But other people won't have this idea. After hearing the old Marquis' explanation, the original doubts on their faces immediately disappeared, and then they looked at each other as if they suddenly understood. They each nodded, secretly admitting that this was indeed a good idea.

However. Perhaps because they were worried about Ciel's thoughts, no one directly expressed their approval. Everyone just looked at Ciel at the same time, waiting for his answer.

These eyes full of expectation, approval and even teasing made Ciel feel a little on pins and needles. He wanted to say something, but he moved his mouth but nothing came out.

"Charles, do you have any other opinions?" As if he didn't see Charles's mood, Marquis Treville asked calmly, "If not, then let's make a time plan based on this idea. ”

"I think. I have to think about it. I can't give an answer now." After thinking about it, Ciel finally gave an implicit answer. "Sorry, let's talk about the rest first."

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"Grandpa, why are you making such a proposal?" After the meeting ended, Charles walked to the side of Marquis Treville, tried hard to suppress his displeasure and asked. "This suggestion of yours embarrasses me so much!"

"Embarrassed? Why are you embarrassed?" The old man blinked in confusion, "Isn't my idea good enough? I can't think of any better time in the near future, or... you actually Planning to postpone the wedding?”

"It's not a matter of time!" Charles twitched uneasily, and even his voice trembled slightly, "Can't you see what I'm thinking? I don't think it's necessary to do this..."

"Necessary - this is a vague word. You should understand it from the benefits you can get. Instead of being sentimental, understand it from the perspective of likes and dislikes. If it is beneficial to you, then you should not reject it. . Think about it. Can you give me a better time? If you can, tell me now?" After a stern reprimand. The old man's expression slowly softened, "Besides, isn't a wedding held after all enemies have been eradicated more worthy of being remembered?"

Charles was silent.

He does admit that he couldn't have come up with a better idea - aside from maybe making himself slightly unhappy, it was almost perfect timing.

"Charlotte won't like this idea." After hesitating for a long time, he gave the last reason. "She doesn't want her wedding to be stained by guns and blood..."

Even he knew that when he gave such a not very convincing reason, he had actually been convinced.

"How do you know Charlotte will object? Besides, even if Charlotte objects, are you going to cancel or change the planned plan because of her?" The old man frowned, and then couldn't help but slapped her hard. He patted his grandson on the shoulder and said, "Char, you are not young anymore. Put those romantic thoughts aside. As long as there are substantial results, why do you care about a little discomfort in the process? Don't forget, you What do you want in the end?

In order to get what he wanted, Louis XI wanted to send his father to death with his own hands, and the Queen Mother Medici longed for her son to ascend to heaven! What did they care about? They are willing to pay so much to get everything they want, but you, you are unwilling to give up even a little bit of romantic feelings? You still tell me you want to climb to the top, Ciel, are you kidding me! "

[French King Louis XI (July 3, 1423 - August 30, 1483) was a political enemy of his father Charles VII. He once raised troops to oppose his father. After being suppressed by his father, he fled to the Duke of Burgundy to seek asylum. Charles VII died suddenly in 1461, and there have been rumors that it was an assassin dispatched by him.

The Queen Mother of the Medici refers to Catherine de' Medici, the queen of Henry II. After Henry II's death, she became a political enemy of her son Francois II, who succeeded the throne, and then sat and watched her son die. 】

The old man's heavy blow left a strong sense of pain on Ciel's shoulder, but the shock in his heart was even greater.

Under his grandfather's straightforward and persuasive eloquence, Charles found that he had nothing to say at all. The little resentment he had in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Now that things have come to this point, wouldn’t it be ridiculous to pay attention to any feelings? Charlotte. After all, I still can't help it...

"Okay, you're right." After a moment. He bowed to his grandfather and said, "I will do what you want."

"Very good. This is how it should be, kid." A smile appeared on the old man's face. "What's going on over there in Charlotte? Is everything going well?"

"No, it didn't go well." Charles frowned, obviously a little upset. "Charlotte still ignores me..."

Although Charles initially planned to hide it from the old man, soon the fire could not be contained. The old Marquis finally learned the news that Charlotte and Charles had fallen out. Under his questioning, Charles I had to tell him everything.

"Hey..." The old man shook his head with some resentment, "Grandson, I'm not telling you, you have to learn more about dealing with women! Where did I encounter this kind of thing back then?"

"I didn't expect that... to be caught red-handed by her!" Charles twitched the corners of his mouth, obviously still troubled by the painful memories of that night, "God knows what happened, she must have gotten some information. "

"Isn't it because you were too careless to let her get the news?" Inadvertently, grandpa gave the same scolding as his cousin, "You want to play outside, that's fine. Who doesn't want to play outside? Play, but you have to be careful not to let anyone know, especially if Charlotte still loves you so much, why would she ignore it? "

"It's too late to say that now." Ciel replied somewhat dejectedly. "Although I don't know how long she will be angry with me, one thing is clear, she will not forgive me easily..."

"I really don't know what you think. Is that Miss Dillion that worthy of your infatuation? I think Mary is very good, I have said it before. You should interact with Mary more, and don't break up because of the child. Heart. But you just don’t listen, Do you know what's going on now?" The old man curled his lips, obviously disapproving of Charles's preferences, "Charle, listen to my advice, don't associate with that kid who always brings you trouble, and be with someone you can trust. Wouldn’t it be better to communicate?”

"No, Grandpa, don't say that. This matter has nothing to do with her." Charles immediately interrupted him, "She is really a very good person, reasonable and talented. The disaster that has happened should not have happened. Blame her, it's not her fault in the first place, and she didn't want this..."

But you contradicted your grandfather for her!

Marquis Treville frowned slightly, obviously not satisfied with his grandson's answer.

It seems that the lady still doesn't work hard enough... Why can't she pull him back?

However, because he knew his grandson's character well, he decided not to say more on this topic, so as not to arouse further resistance from Ciel.

"Will there be any problems with the wedding?" the old man suddenly asked worriedly, and then changed the topic without leaving a trace.

"No, it won't." Charles shook his head, "I have already told her father that the wedding must be held as scheduled anyway, and cannot be delayed for a moment, otherwise he will bear the consequences. Under my threat, he He also promised me that no matter what method he uses, he will bring her to the wedding to marry me. "

"Finally, that guy Philip knows the basics!" Marquis Treville breathed a long sigh of relief and felt relieved.

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Then, he looked at Ciel strangely, "But Ciel, are you really planning to do nothing and wait for the day when Charlotte is taken to the wedding?"

"I want to do a lot of things, but Charlotte doesn't want to see me at all! What else can I do?" Charles smiled bitterly, "It's my fault that I hurt her heart too much."

The old man's eyes became more and more strange, and finally turned into a clear sarcasm.

"Then, with this kind of guilt, you quietly wait for her to change her mind?"

Under his grandfather's gaze, Charles felt very uncomfortable. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer, and in the end he couldn't say anything.

"I will find a way, don't worry." In the end, he could only give this answer.

"Hey... isn't this worrying?" The old man shook his head again.

Too clumsy.

Why is the grandson who is so comfortable in the fame and fortune fair, so wise and courageous, but so helpless when it comes to women, that he is either so fascinated that he is confused, or he has no idea what to do?

In the final analysis, it was because he had given him too strict an education since he was young, which made him only focus on how to pursue fame and fortune, so he didn't have the spare time to pass on this skill to him.

He once again felt that he had missed an extremely important link in his grandson's education.

The ancestors of the Treville family, himself, and even the useless Edgar, were all masters who were invincible in the entertainment industry. As a result, when it came to his grandson, he became a bull led by the nose?

It was really unfortunate for the family... The old man couldn't help but sigh slightly.

However, it was not too late to remedy it now.

"You are so stupid that you make me laugh, Charles." With a look of love and anger, the Marquis of Treville sneered at Charles.

"What?" Charles didn't react for a moment.

"Do you really think that everything will be solved as long as we walk into the wedding hall together? No, the problems will just begin at that time! You are so stupid, child. But it's not your fault. Many people think that everything will be fine as long as they put on the ring, but they don't know that it is just a meaningless certificate." The old man sighed, "If you do nothing, I believe that their family will force Charlotte to marry you, but... do you plan to let Charlotte hate you for the rest of her life?"

"How could this be?" Charles answered in disbelief.

How could Charlotte hate me? He couldn't believe that this would become a reality.

He always felt that no matter what means he used, no matter how angry Charlotte was before, as long as the two walked into the church, there would be no other problems - after all, didn't Charlotte love him for so many years? How could she still be indignant after getting what she wanted?

"Charlotte doesn't want you to marry her, or rather, she doesn't just think that. What she wants more is that you love her from the bottom of your heart and are willing to marry her... Logically, you should be able to understand this logic, right?" The old man answered slowly, "If you don't say anything and force her to marry, she will think that you don't care about her at all and are just torturing her at will - hey, you don't really plan to do that, do you?"

"No, why would I do that?!" Charles was shocked and retorted quickly.

"If you don't think so, then make up for it quickly, while there is still time." Marquis Treville smiled, "Hurry up and find a time to go with me, we have to tell her everything clearly, whether it is true or false, anyway, you have to make her change her mind, right?"

"You mean... you also plan to go and help me speak for it..." Charles' face showed joy.

"How can you make me feel at ease?" Grandfather sighed again. "Oh, come on, at my age I still have to put on a sullen face..." (To be continued...)