Flowers, Swords and France

Under his grandfather's gaze, Charles directly told his grandfather about his "great achievements" in a self-defeating tone. However, unlike his original expectations, his confession did not provoke the old man to take any further steps. Instead, after the most astonishing moment, Marshal Treville suddenly commented on his behavior with approval.

Charles looked at his grandfather in astonishment, wondering why his expression suddenly changed.

"Char, I have always been worried that you are bound by boring emotions, but now I feel more relieved..." After a moment, Marshal Treville, who was smiling, looked at his grandson, obviously very pleased, "You are not He did not do anything so disgraceful, but acted like our ancestors, knowing how to enjoy life, and doing it so beautifully..."

He was indeed very pleased. He had always been very satisfied with his grandson and believed that he was qualified to be his successor in all aspects - he could even be said to be better than his predecessor. The only thing he was dissatisfied with was that he thought Charles was too young emotionally. , it is easy to be impulsive and regard seeking pleasure as a serious love affair.

To him, having a debauched grandson, having a mistress outside, or having illegitimate children is not a problem at all. On the contrary, he would be anxious if Charles really only regarded politics as all his fun and hobbies. The reason why he opposed Charles and Matilda's approach was just because he was worried that his grandson would be infatuated with someone else, to the point that it would exceed the limit of playing tricks.

At this moment, he truly felt that he had trained his grandson to be the true inheritor of the Treville family, and he had lived up to the expectations of his ancestors in heaven.

Of course it was impossible for Charles to guess what the old man was thinking. He just felt more embarrassed.

"But Grandpa, you have also seen that I am paying the price for my absurdity." In the end, he could only sigh, "Just because of this matter, Charlotte put me in this position and provoked When such a storm comes, I really want her to know what I do in private..."

At this point he couldn't talk any more, he just felt full of worry.

"Hey, are you worried again now? Why didn't you worry about this when you were having fun before?" Marshal Treville looked at him mockingly, "There's no point worrying about this now, right? Why worry about the gains and losses? "

"You are right..." Charles sighed again.

At this point, he has done all these things, and there is obviously no point in worrying anymore. Even shrinking seems impossible - he can no longer bear to give up everything he has already obtained.

"Then can you promise me now? You are not infatuated with that lady, nor are you so smitten with her that you are desperate." The old man asked again, "If you can, I can rest assured."

"I...I can guarantee that Matilda will not do anything harmful to me, just like she has always done, she will not hinder me or anyone." Charles avoided the most pointed one. Question, "So I think it's impossible to sacrifice everything for her. Even if it comes to that moment, I won't do it."

"The answer of seventy points still makes people a little worried...but well, at least it passed." The old man nodded gently, and then made a relaxing gesture, "Okay, then what do you think about the current situation? What are your plans? Are you just going to keep quarreling with your wife like this? Or are you going to keep it secret?"

Charles was a little hesitant, but after thinking about it, there was really no better way now, so he had to admit the reality. "Let's drag it out like this now. Maybe there will be a solution after a while."

"You are still scared, you are so courageous! I don't think your grandma and I lived like this back then. At that time, I respected her while sleeping with Napoleon's sister!" The old man shook his head, obviously showing dissatisfaction with Charles and Charles. Lott felt a little disapproving of this kind of married life, "But... well, times have changed after all, and Charlotte loves you too much to solve it with the old method."

After finishing speaking, he was also a little confused. He didn't know how to let his grandson enjoy the life he deserved as a member of the Treville family, and how to calm down the relationship between him and Charlotte.

After thinking for a moment, his old head was aching a little, and finally he simply gave up - his children and grandchildren had their own lives, and after all, he couldn't take care of every place, nor could he help others. Go live and let him solve these problems slowly in the future.

"Okay, you can solve the problems by yourself in the future, but now, I can help you." Finally, he patted his grandson on the shoulder, "I won't leave today. I will help you and Charlotte in the evening." Very good."

"Thank you so much!" Charles was overjoyed.

"But of course I won't do it for you in vain. You have to do something for me." A sly smile appeared on the old man's face.

"What's the matter?" Charles was a little confused. "Whatever you need me to do, just tell me."

"Take me to Baron de Beauvain to see his daughter. By the way, I have another great-grandson who has not yet been born." Marshal Treville's smile deepened, "I want to admire your great achievements."

Charles was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say, and finally he could only shrug. "Stop teasing me."

In this way, Marshal Treville stayed at Charles's home, so at dinner that night, in order to give face to her cousin, Charlotte had to bring her children to the restaurant to eat with him again.

While they were dining, the old man scolded Charles, accusing him of being angry with his wife. He was really sorry for Charlotte, and ordered Charles to apologize to Charlotte.

Charles looked very ugly under the old man's scolding, but in the end he couldn't resist his grandfather's insistence, so he had to apologize to Charlotte.

"Charlotte, I'm sorry... I really didn't want to quarrel with you. It was my fault before." He said carefully, "Please forgive me, I won't be angry with you anymore... I'm sorry."

A little warmth finally appeared on Charlotte's face, but she still remained silent.

"Boy, is this how you apologize to people? I can't stand it anymore! There's no sincerity at all!" Marshal Treville beside him couldn't stand it anymore, and he angrily scolded his grandson, "Hurry up, take it Be sincere! You must do what Charlotte asks you to do, you know? You are not allowed to interact with that lady again!"

The old man's stern rebuke was so realistic that Charles was a little surprised. It wasn't until he discovered his grandfather's secret wink that he felt relieved.

"Okay, grandpa... don't worry, I will never do that." In the end, he could only lower his head and make a promise to his grandpa with shame on his face.

"You are a person who lacks lessons from others!" Marshal Treville was still angry and scolded Charles again before looking at Charlotte again. "Charlotte, I have taught him a lesson for you. Don't worry, as long as I am here, he will never do anything deviant! If you have any trouble in the future, just come to me. As long as I return I can cure him alive! He must treat you like a husband!"

Looking at Marshal Treville, whose hair and beard were shaking with anger, Charlotte was moved and delighted. She and her husband had quarreled for so long. To be honest, it was the first time since they got married. She had already reconciled in her heart. He had an idea, but because Ciel never gave in, he had no choice but to continue the cold war. Now with the help of the old man, this knot was finally solved.

Seeing her smile again, the grandfather and grandson finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After such an episode, the atmosphere in the restaurant changed from the previous depression and dullness, and became relaxed and lively again. With the help of her grandfather, Charlotte thought she had restrained her husband, and Charles was secretly glad that this The storm finally ended, and the couple restored their normal harmony.

In addition, regarding the matter of Matilda, because Marshal Treville also persuaded Charlotte on the grounds that "it is not appropriate to have a falling out with Count Dilion's family now", the matter had to be dropped for the time being.

As a "reward" for his grandfather's help, just two days later, Charles and his grandfather visited the house of Baron de Beauvin.

Although the incident was unexpected, the baron still entertained the two grandfathers and grandsons in a very polite manner - this was not only because of their original positions of power, but also because of their special status.

"Sir, I told my grandfather everything that happened now." As soon as they met, Charles got straight to the point. "He already knows about our private agreement and... well, Laura's matter."

"Why, at your age, you are still trying to trick your parents?" The Baron was a little surprised, but besides the teasing, he was a little happy, "I originally thought you would keep this matter deep in your heart and treat it like nothing. Happened."

According to ordinary people's opinions, the Baron thought that Charles would regard this matter as an ulterior secret and would not tell others, especially his own family. However, he actually told his grandfather, which shows that he has a deep understanding of the matter. The child in Laura’s belly is actually somewhat emotional.

"If he were an ordinary person, of course he wouldn't spread it everywhere, but Charles should tell me...I am his grandfather, so of course he has to tell me." Before Charles could say anything, Marshal Treville directly intervened, "I apologize for causing trouble to you Ciel."

"It did cause me a lot of trouble, but it's not a completely insurmountable trouble. My daughter just suffered some losses because of her absurdity and naivety, but she still got married after all..." The Baron was still very happy. Answered with reservation, "Well, I would like to ask, why did you come all the way here today? Isn't it just to apologize to me?"

"It's mainly to apologize. After all, Charles did something inappropriate..." Marshal Treville smiled again, "By the way, I heard that you have found a son-in-law for your daughter?"

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His question was a bit abrupt, and the baron became even more suspicious. For a moment, he carefully looked at the old man opposite him.

His hair and beard were all white, and his face was full of wrinkles. When he smiled, the wrinkles were almost squeezed together, making him look really old. However, his rosy face, eyes full of energy, and his body still sitting upright were surprisingly graceful.

This family looks worthy of the title. thought the Baron, not without jealousy.

After he made his fortune, everyone was in awe of him and laughed at him for not having a good background. However, in his eyes, most of the reserved and proud nobles were actually nothing more than that. They were either declining or stingy and despicable. He was really look down.

But the members of the Treville family really made him feel like a real aristocratic family, a family that he could not surpass within a generation. How could this make people not jealous.

However, now this jealousy was compounded by expectations - what would I get if my blood merged with that of the Trevilles?

This question has been lingering in his mind for so long that he has forgotten the anger of his daughter being tricked into becoming pregnant.

"Well, yes, I have found a son-in-law for her. He is an Italian prince and noble. His title is so long that I can't explain it clearly. However, I have found out his origins for several generations. There is no identity. Fake." At this point, the baron suddenly laughed disdainfully, "Says he is son-in-law, but He's not much younger than me, and looking at him blankly makes people a little bored. I sent him away after seeing him once, but it doesn't matter, at least he has a title, and it is a title with a long history, probably somewhere. Ancestors must have chatted and laughed with the Medici family."

"Then aren't you surrendering to society?" The old man sighed, "You were not someone who paid so much attention to titles and reputation before... Otherwise, I'm afraid you would be a count now."

"Society's prejudices are deeply ingrained. People insist on thinking that a useless person who has been unknown for ten generations but has blood is more worthy of respect than someone like me. What can I do!" The Baron shook his head, "My generation can't stand heraldry. I don’t have to pursue any title, but my children really have to want these things - after all, they don’t need to fight against the prejudices of society, but they can be high-ranking from the moment they are born.”

"Yes... you have reached the age where you should plan for your children and grandchildren!" Marshal Treville sighed again, "We have experienced everything and seen everything. When we grow old, in addition to our children and grandchildren, we also need to What's there to worry about?"

The Baron looked at Marshal Treville in confusion, trying to figure out what he was planning.

"Although it was my grandson who was stupid and absurd to cause such a thing with your daughter, but stupidity and absurdity cannot be used as a reason for our irresponsibility -" The old man seemed to sit up straighter at this time, "Mr. de Beauvin , I plan to treat this child as my descendant. Although there is no way to publicly admit it to the entire society, I will leave him some wealth and bless him. "

After hearing the Marshal's words, the Baron smiled almost disdainfully.

"My grandson doesn't need your money, but thank you for your consideration."

"Yes, of course you won't care about how much money others give him if you are so rich. Charles has made it clear to me that you plan to let him and your daughter's children inherit the family business, right?" Marshal Treville said. He was not angry, but still said calmly, "However, I think you won't object to letting this child become a member of our Treville family in the future, right?"

"What?" Not only Baron de Beauvain was shocked, but also Charles was taken aback and didn't understand why Marshal Treville said that.

This is indeed very inconsistent with the common practice in the world.

"This is really bizarre..." The baron looked at the old man in shock, "Why do you think so?"

"It's very simple. I hope to see our family flourish and prosper like my father hoped..." The old man's tone contained some emotion, "Although part of our family's previous decline was due to bad luck, Another important reason, I think, is because our bloodline is too thin... A storm killed my father. We are the only two brothers left to depend on each other, and what about me? I only have one son and one grandson. I have been worried about falling into a desperate situation of losing my heir for almost decades. These painful lessons have made me realize that only a prosperous family can bring about personal success. Otherwise, no matter how much wealth you earn or how much power you gain, it will be meaningless and cannot be guaranteed.”

In the silence, Marshal Treville continued, "Look at the Bonaparte family. Napoleon is dead, and his only son is also dead, but he still has a nephew. This nephew returned to the throne and let Bonaparte The surname Ba has become supreme again... What if he has no brothers or nephews? Then there is nothing, and there will be no empire anymore. So for us, as long as the bloodline is prosperous, even if it is occasionally difficult, it will rise again. time."

Baron de Beauvain listened to his words quietly, and in the end he was almost a little emotional - yes, he only had one son, and his son died long ago.

"I have to say you are right." Finally, he skillfully concealed the sadness in his heart and nodded.

"In that case, I don't think you will object to my idea. We escaped the bloody storm before only by running away and luck. Now we can't count on luck anymore." Marshal Treville said almost confidently, "I hope Charles can make our poor family prosperous and make our family lineage revitalized, instead of continuing this precarious state of blood. As long as these families can support each other, the past will not repeat itself. So, in my opinion, any legitimate or illegitimate child is a joke. As long as he is Charles's child, he is my descendant... I will do my best to help them." (~^~)