Flowers, Swords and France

After a series of soft drizzles, spring came to the world with charming steps. She carried the fragrance mixed with the smell of soil, stepped on countless green grass, and wherever she went, there was a vitality. The burly sycamore trees drew out new green swords like rows of soldiers, and the tender green grass was like a group of children, spitting out soft green tongues on the endless earth.

On a sunny day after the rain, stepping on such a green field makes people feel refreshed. The heavy green brings new air to the lungs that have been dulled in the city, making people feel relaxed and happy, and getting the rest they have always lacked.

And between these green mountains and green waters, the palaces of Fontainebleau Palace are dotted in between. These simple-colored artificial creations not only do not reduce the brilliance of these plants, but blend into one, making people feel that survival is such a wonderful thing.

Under Charles' personal supervision, the Fontainebleau Palace has been completely renovated and can welcome those who come here with the appearance of its heyday.

Since the royal family moved here from the capital Paris yesterday, it has become quite lively. Early this morning, the Emperor and the Queen, led by countless entourages, guards, and state dignitaries and noble ladies, filled the fields next to the Fontainebleau Palace, adding luster to the royal majesty and taking the opportunity to share the beautiful green mountains and clear waters with the royal family.

As the emperor of the empire, his schedule is of course strict and tight. Even if he is now on vacation in Fontainebleau, his schedule has been arranged properly.

According to the arrangement, starting from tomorrow, there will be a series of horse races to entertain the royal family and ministers. After many days of preparation, the horse racing field in the field has been prepared. There are road signs, fences, wooden seats for spectators to watch the game and rest, and even a decent podium.

Although there are many wooden creations, densely packed between the fields, they do not overly destroy the scenery because of the careful planning and arrangement. At this time, they are just waiting quietly in place, waiting for the upcoming lively and noisy scene.

In the gentle spring breeze, a large group of people riding horses galloped on the field. In the middle was the emperor of the empire. He was wearing a special uniform, a boat-shaped bicorne hat on his head, and a medal on his chest. At this time, he was riding on the horse and looking around, looking like he was looking at the scenery and looking like he was not looking at anything. His calm demeanor was not lacking in the majesty of the emperor. The slender and well-groomed goatee made him look younger than he actually was.

Young attendants dressed in the uniforms of the Imperial Hussars gathered around His Majesty the Emperor. They wore feathered fur hats on their heads. Their uniforms were also bright, with shiny epaulettes and buttons, shining in the lazy sunshine. These people protected the Emperor of the Empire and were also the symbol of the military strength that the Empire was proud of.

Between the attendants and His Majesty the Emperor, a group of imperial dignitaries also followed His Majesty on horseback. They were old or young, and their clothes were different. Some wore the same military uniform as His Majesty, while others wore casual clothes - Charles was one of them. Their expressions were also different. Some accompanied His Majesty seriously, while others gathered together to chat and laugh.

Under the rare clear sky in early spring, this group of people riding horses and galloping around looked quite heroic.

No matter what kind of demeanor they showed, these people were the entire country at this time. They controlled and maintained the power of one of the most powerful countries in the world today, and used this power skillfully to serve their own desires and goals.

His Majesty the Emperor has been riding here for the whole morning. He looked around and was impressed by the place. He looked around blankly and was obviously full of emotion.

When he came to the Seine River next to the Fontainebleau Garden, looking at the trickling river water flowing quietly in front of him, His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help reining in his horse's head, and then looking at the intoxicating palaces and the green trees and blue sky reflected in the river, he sighed with regret.

"I never thought I could see all this again! Thank God!" As if he opened his heart by chance, he sighed about his luck in the lake and mountains of Fontainebleau.

Yes, when he had to wander to Italy, when he was thrown into prison for attempting to launch a mutiny and failed, how could this person have expected that he would be able to seize the accidental fortune at the age of forty, and finally rebuild the empire and make himself the supreme ruler of a country?

How many people who were as talented and ambitious as him were trapped by the times and could only disappear in obscurity in the pain of being buried, but he became the emperor of this country and the owner of this beautiful palace by chance. After thinking about it, the only convincing explanation is "God's favor", right?

At least His Majesty the Emperor is now convinced of this.

However, at this time of high spirits, His Majesty the Emperor did not think that since fate can favor a person so much and push a person to the pinnacle of glory, one day it will also spit on a person and trample him into the dust, turning everything he has spent all his efforts to carefully manage into a collapsed sand tower.

At this time, he is convinced that he is the master of his destiny, and he will be able to move forward boldly on the path God has paved for him, just like in the past. Others will either become his servants, or they can only be pushed aside by him. .

In the leisurely and contented mood, he took a deep breath, then raised his head and glanced around.

"Char, you did a great job. I'm very satisfied with everything here."

"Thank you very much for making such a comment, Your Majesty." Charles, who was following His Majesty the Emperor on horseback, bowed slightly, "However, I am just supervising the work here and have not contributed much. I think Those engineers and workers deserve more praise from you.”

"You have spent so much money, which is of course the greatest credit. The engineer will always be able to find it, but the donor may not." As if he was joking, His Majesty the Emperor smiled slightly, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood, "However, Thank you for the reminder and I will commend Mr. Osman for proving himself to be a trustworthy and capable person."

"Although I have not worked with him for a short time, I completely agree with you. This gentleman is calm and professional, and has communication skills that are rare for ordinary technicians. He is indeed a rare talent." Seeing His Majesty the Emperor praising Osman Sir, of course Charles immediately agreed.

Judging from His Majesty the Emperor's attitude, Charles has determined that, just like in the original history, Haussmann will be appointed as the chief architect and person in charge of the entire Paris renovation plan, and will give this gentleman the title of knighthood. This is also a happy outcome, because when he was supervising the reconstruction project here, he had already recruited the future Baron Ottoman as one of his allies.

"Hey, I can finally come here to rest." His Majesty the Emperor was still smiling, and then looked around this beautiful scenery again, "You think this place is beautiful, right? Yes, it is indeed beautiful, but for me Said, besides beauty, there are too many things and too many memories here..."

He picked up the riding whip and pointed to a section of the river bank not far away, "There, I once paddled across the water with my brother, and the emperor was also there at that time, watching us two children laughing... It's really Yes, I seem to be able to see him smiling there now. My memory is too profound, because the beauty of my childhood is like a dream in heaven to me who has been wandering around for forty years. I can still remember every moment of it, as if it had been waiting for me all along... This is really touching. "

Charles lowered his head and tried to be more serious and match the sentiments of His Majesty the Emperor, but he could not do this. After all, he had never met Emperor Napoleon and could not experience the most glorious moment of the First Empire. A scene of phantoms.

"Ha, you are young people after all..." His Majesty the Emperor shook his head slightly, "You are full of energy, so you always face forward, do not want to look back, and have no idea of ​​the past. However, judging from the experience of the elders, , I think you can sometimes stop and gaze at the beautiful scenery around you, so that you can have more memories when you get older. "

"You are also very young, Your Majesty." Charles replied immediately. "The sun of the empire is still in the sky, shining on the world."

"Okay, I'm already this age, how can I be young!" His Majesty the Emperor smiled and waved his hand to stop Charles from complimenting him, "However, you are right, I am not old now, and I still have Mrs. There’s so much to do.”

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Then, he pulled the reins again, urging the mount to continue moving along the river. The emotion just now had disappeared. He had now resumed the arrogance of looking down on the world just now, using unfathomable reserve. As the Emperor's armor, no one can fathom his thoughts.

Now he is the emperor of the empire, and the past emperor can only be a phantom that remains in people's memories.

"Has the Russian minister arrived yet?" After a while, His Majesty the Emperor asked, looking ahead.

"We're already here. Now we're resting in the nearby hotel, Your Majesty." The intensive roar of the horse's hooves made it difficult to hear clearly, and it took a while for Charles to reply. "If it's convenient for you, you can meet him at the Jockey Club tomorrow. He must be eager to see you now."

Not long ago, Count Litvinsky, Russia's new ambassador to France, paid a visit to Charles at his house. He praised Charles as a rare state minister in France and a pillar of the empire, and then he said that he wanted to He wanted to bring Ciel to his side, and at the same time help him to ask for an audience with His Majesty the Emperor.

At that time, Charles did not hesitate to give in. He also poured ecstasy on the ambassador with sincere hypocrisy, claiming that he was pro-Russian and supported the two countries to ease relations as soon as possible, rebuild old friendships, and bring peace to Europe. Then after some restraint, he agreed to the other party's request.

Although he agreed reluctantly, in fact this was a ploy between His Majesty the Emperor and him.

A long time ago, they thought that they would go to war with Russia immediately after taking power, and then use this to consolidate their power and gain prestige. After seizing power and rebuilding the empire, relevant preparations began to be carried out in full swing. Now everything is ready to go. , it can be said that the arrow is ready to continue, just waiting for a good opportunity.

But because of this, His Majesty the Emperor and his ministers lowered the tone of their threats to the Russians and talked about friendship and peace instead. This is of course not contradictory. According to His Majesty's usual Machiavellian logic, since the war is about to happen, it is natural to lower the enemy's defenses and do everything possible to make their actions unexpected. It is reasonable to do anything for this purpose. Deception is a virtue that a monarch should have.

And Charles certainly agreed with His Majesty's opinion.

"Well, it's a good time!" Sure enough, after hearing Charles' answer, His Majesty laughed cruelly, "These stubborn Russians, let us show the friendship of the empire." (~^~)