Flowers, Swords and France

It was already nightfall.

The Tuileries Palace tonight was brightly lit, having swept away the recent silence. All the rooms, in accordance with the president's previous orders, had been cleaned and all the candles were lit. The light reflected by the glass was scattered on the gilded or copper decorations and utensils, creating a brilliant and magnificent scene.

The dazzling palace once again regained its original domineering momentum, and seemed to be eager to announce that it had regained its former glory and splendor.

At this moment, President Louis Bonaparte was strolling leisurely in the corridor of the Tuileries Palace. There was silence all around, only the rhythmic sound of his footsteps on the floor.

Wherever he passed, everyone held their breath and watched the future emperor of the empire inspect the place where his uncle once lived.

And the president's application was very serious, and it was almost unimaginable how much effort he had spent to regain the court of the old empire from his enemies.

However, everyone also knew that the Elysee Palace, as the presidential palace, could not satisfy the desires of this ambitious man. The Tuileries Palace, where his uncle once ruled the entire French Empire, was the final destination of his career.

As the guards respectfully opened the door of the banquet hall, the president and his entourage slowly walked into the hall.

Then, in the hall as bright as day, Louis-Bonaparte was placed on the throne in the center at first sight.

Then, as if someone was forcibly strangling his throat, he suddenly held his breath.

The originally ordinary seat now seemed to radiate dazzling light, making it difficult for him to control himself.

That was what he had been pursuing for many years!

After countless setbacks and failures. After experiencing unbearable pain, decades of hard work will soon be rewarded. God will give him back the treasure that his uncle had accidentally lost...

There is only one last step left. He knows that he can never and will never step into the air again.

Now, everything was in his hands, and he just needed to put it in his pocket.

It took him a lot of willpower to move his sight slightly from the throne in front to the side.

Then, the young man who had been following him was unexpectedly included in his sight.

This blond young man with a calm expression and looking too young always had a humble and gentle smile on his face, and looked gentle and polite. However, anyone who knew him knew that under his handsome appearance, there was a calm and pragmatic heart, agile and decisive, and even cruel and ruthless when necessary. It was precisely because of these advantages that this young man soon became his most useful assistant - sometimes he even felt that he was too useful.

He could adapt to the environment very quickly in almost any place he went, and he could complete the tasks he assigned appropriately and excellently, even better than he thought. He was so young and had such an amazing ability. And he built and consolidated his power in a very short time, from an unknown young man to one of the most powerful people in the country.

It is admirable and enviable. So much so that we have to look at him positively.

At least for now, he is still extremely useful, and he has no tendency or performance of being unfaithful to himself.

After a long silence in this solemn atmosphere, the president suddenly spoke calmly.

"Finally, Changarnier was sensible and didn't cause you any trouble. But, Charles, why did you take the risk yourself? Don't forget. No matter how sure something is, there will always be accidents... Don't forget that you have an important task now, and you can't easily hand over your safety to the enemy."

"Thank you for your advice, sir." Charles bowed slightly and replied with a smile, "I came here in person just to avoid any accidents. This palace that once carried the empire must be returned to you intact, without any defects... In fact, the result is also very good."

That's right, General Changarnier, who had been entrenched in this palace before, was driven away after Charles brought people to read out the dismissal order in person. Although the general was drunk for a while, he did not dare to resist in any fierce way. He accepted his fate of being defeated and left the palace.

After driving the general away, Charles immediately replaced all the guards inside according to the original plan, and then ordered the guards to clean up the Tuileries Palace as quickly as possible. After several days of preparation, he brought the long-awaited Louis Bonaparte to the Tuileries Palace.

Soon, he would regard this place as a royal palace and live here forever.

Charles's move really pleased Louis Bonaparte. After decades of longing, Louis Bonaparte came to the Tuileries Palace for the first time in his life. The joy that was beyond words could be seen clearly by any bystander.

"We didn't take this place, but took it back. It should have belonged to you, the Bonaparte family, and this empire. The Bourbon kings, Louis Philippe, and the arrogant General Changarnier, they will not leave any traces." In order to make Louis Bonaparte happy, Charles deliberately used an impassioned tone, "Mediocre people come and go, only the empire is eternal!"

"Yes, only the empire is eternal!" Louis Bonaparte smiled very happily. Now he no longer has to hide his dream of being an emperor.

Then, full of excitement, he turned and patted Charles on the shoulder.

"Charles, at the same time, the empire will always remember the hard work of the Treville family! As long as the empire can last forever, the Treville family will be able to prosper together with the Bonaparte family. So, Charles... I sincerely hope You can make more contributions to the empire again in the future..."

Although Louis Bonaparte's tone was very calm, Charles was a little nervous and couldn't figure out what he meant by his sudden words.

but. Regardless of whether his words were sincere or not, Ciel knew that at least he couldn't live without him now.

Even now. Most of the people who defected to Louis Bonaparte were still speculators who took advantage of the changing circumstances. He still needed real die-hard supporters. Only in this way can he consolidate the power he suddenly gained.

"Being a servant of the empire for generations is an honor that I and the Treville family long for..." Charles's tone trembled slightly due to excitement, "I, as long as you still trust me and use me, then I will definitely work hard for the continuation of the empire and the rule of the Bonaparte family; as long as I live in this world, the Bonaparte family will always be on top of the throne! Please allow me to express my gratitude to you and your descendants. Dedicate all your loyalty, Your Majesty!”

"Hahahaha!" Under Charles's eager and passionate declaration of loyalty, Louis Bonaparte couldn't help laughing heartily.

He liked the honorific title Ciel came up with in advance.

After a while, his laughter slowly subsided, and the expression on his face returned to seriousness.

"Charles, I heard that you are related to the royal family in England?"

"Huh?" Charles was stunned by Louis Bonaparte's sudden and unexpected question. It took him a moment to react. "Hmm... to say yes, it's still a little bit, right?"

then. Under the curious gaze of Louis Bonaparte, Charles continued.

"My seventh-generation ancestor married a descendant of the third-generation Duke of Burgundy. The Duke of Burgundy is related to the Saxe-Coburg-Gotha family. Queen Victoria is also related to this family, not to mention It is said that her husband, Prince Albert, comes from this family. So, if I can barely count, I am somewhat related to the British royal family..."

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As he spoke, Charles suddenly felt a little warm on his face. Obviously it's a bit embarrassing to have relatives like this. I feel like a declining nobleman showing off a distant relative that I can't reach with a pole.

The relationship is too far. Almost no one would regard this relationship as a relative. Charles only learned about this fact when he was a child when he was studying the family genealogy that nobles must be familiar with. It has never occurred to him to be related to any German prince or British royal family. I feel a little ashamed now that I suddenly have to say this.

But Louis Bonaparte didn't see it that way at all. This ruler, who was as envious of a high family as his uncle, suddenly had an expression of jealousy and envy on his face, but it quickly disappeared again.

"You don't have to be so humble. You can be proud of it, Ciel." His tone was very calm, and there was no sign of any emotion. "But, since this is the case, it will be easier. Ciel, I have a great honor." I’m going to give it to you.”

"What?" Charles was still a little confused and couldn't understand what Louis Bonaparte was making.

"I'm afraid you don't know yet..." Louis Bonaparte's tone became more mysterious. "According to reliable diplomatic information, the heir of the Prince of Prussia has made a request to the Queen, intending to ask her eldest daughter Victoria The princess proposed - and the queen has accepted his proposal, and their wedding will be held in a few months."

"oh!"

Louis Bonaparte's words were like a bolt of lightning, making Charles' mind instantly clear.

That's right, it's already this time...

In addition to France, the history lines in other parts of the world are also sliding along the tracks of the past.

The Prince of Prussia refers to the future King of Prussia, William, the younger brother of the current King of Prussia, and his heir is his eldest son, Frederick.

At this time, he had proposed to the British eldest princess Victoria, and the queen unexpectedly agreed to the marriage.

In the original history, Her Royal Highness the Princess followed Frederick back to Prussia and witnessed the country's transformation from a despised second-rate country to a behemoth that threatened the entire Europe.

And it was this eldest princess who later gave birth to the congenitally disabled freak Wilhelm II, who indirectly destroyed the German Empire.

So that's it...many memories that had been dusted slowly came back to Charles' mind, and he was stunned for a moment.

"I'm still having a headache about who to attend. Since you have this kind of kinship, can't you be considered a natural candidate?" Louis Bonaparte's words continued to pour into Charles' mind. "Charles, let's do this. After you marry Miss de Treville, I will appoint you as the representative of France to attend this wedding... By that time, the overall situation will have been decided, and our enemies will have crawled at our feet, and you can also enjoy a wonderful vacation. At that time, the Queen and the Prince will receive you. I firmly believe that since you are a relative, you are the best candidate to deal with them."

Charles finally came to his senses at this time.

An ambassador is enough to attend such an occasion, why do you need to go yourself?

Obviously...there is more important work to do.

After Bonaparte established an absolute dictatorship, he will participate in the negotiations with Britain as France's secret plenipotentiary.

Meet the Queen as a plenipotentiary...(To be continued...)