Eagle’s Glory

After negotiating with his cousin Louis, Aigron returned to the room with Louis.

Although he had given this task to Louis, after all, they were father and son, and he still did not want to place his hopes on his cousin's consciousness, and would rather watch from the sidelines.

After returning to the room, he didn't bother to act respectful and polite to his uncle this time, but stood in front of him indifferently.

"Dad..." Louis' face looked a little ugly, but he hesitated before speaking, "I hope you can stay here for a while to accompany our brothers."

"Accompanying you?" The Dutch King suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he understood something. He raised his head, looked past his son, and then looked at the young man behind him. "You won't let me go?"

"I'm sorry, my uncle." Aigron nodded slightly, "In the name of family interests, I think you need to stay here for a while."

"Are you going to imprison me?" The Dutch King's face turned pale, "I am your uncle, how could you do such a thing?"

Why can't I? There have been many monarchs in history who killed their fathers and sons, let alone an uncle... Aigron complained in his heart.

Of course, on the surface, he still maintained basic politeness.

"What you said is too harsh. Of course I have no intention of imprisoning you. You are my biological uncle and I will always remember this. However... in the interests of the family, I need you to do this."

"The interests of the family..." The Dutch King curled his lips and chuckled, "In the name of the interests of the family, your father asked me to marry his stepdaughter, which made me have an unhappy marriage for the rest of my life; in the name of the interests of the family, he He deposed me from the throne and left me in despair; he despised me, scolded me, and treated me like a slave who shouted around, and now you want to hurt me with the same words?"

"I admit that those things did cause emotional trauma to you, but do you plan to keep complaining like this for the rest of your life? It has been so many years, and your brother has turned into dust. How long will you continue to hold grudges?" Aigron was a little impatient, "To be honest, I really don't think he owes you anything - when he gave the throne to you, why didn't you say it was forced and against your feelings? Not only did you not do this, but He happily put on the crown that did not belong to him.

When the crown is taken away, you will complain! What to complain about? Complain that you were robbed of something you never had? It's useless. You have to have the consciousness of being a slave when you accept things that are given to you. If you are not convinced, go and grab a kingdom by yourself. Then no one will yell at you anymore! "

Aiglon was really angry, so he spoke rudely to his uncle. He poured out a barrage of cynicism on the other's head.

The King of the Netherlands was extremely angry, but for a moment he didn't know how to refute him.

Aigron frowned and calmed himself down again.

"In short, whether you admit it or not, I am now the patriarch of the Bonaparte family, and my orders are valid within this family. Don't bring up my grandma to scare me. I have already been to Rome to see her. She You have blessed my career and entrusted this family to me! If you follow my orders, then I will allow you to have a place in this family, but if you do not know what is good, then I will not be polite.

I can justifiably punish you. "

After finishing speaking, Aigron gave Louis a hidden wink.

"Your Majesty... I beg you to calm down." Louis understood, so he pretended to beg him, "Although my father is disrespectful to you, I haven't seen you for so many years. It's normal for him to be a little strange. I think as long as he is on the island After getting along for a long time, he will definitely respect you from the bottom of his heart just like us. Please give us a little more time."

"As long as he doesn't insist on opposing me like this, I certainly won't embarrass him." Aigron softened his tone.

Then, he looked at the King of the Netherlands and said, "Since you have arrived on the island, I will treat you as a distinguished guest and will do my best to entertain you. In exchange, you will stay here for a while. I have no requirements, as long as Just don't cause trouble. If you don't accept it, then I have another solution."

"What can be done?" asked the Dutch King.

"Sponsor one-tenth of your family wealth to me as a donation to the family business. As long as you do this, you can leave whenever you like. I will never stop you." Aigron replied, "This is my commitment to the family. Only by fulfilling the requirements of a member will I regard him as a loyal member - just like your wife."

"Houtans!?" Louis screamed.

He had just heard about this, so he looked at the young man in shock. "Did you force her like this?"

"How is that possible? I will never use violence against my relatives." Aigron sneered, "Your wife is much more aware than you. She decided to donate the money to help our cause, so I am full of gratitude to her. She is truly a loyal member of our family - and you, make your choice too! Should you stay here or donate your family wealth?"

Without any hesitation, the King of the Netherlands immediately shook his head and said, "Sorry, I am short of money and I really don't have any money left to sponsor your ambition."

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Hmph, would you rather be under house arrest than give money? Aigron sneered.

But that's to be expected.

He had never expected that these uncles would feel free to donate their family wealth just because of his few words. They didn't even listen to Napoleon's words back then, and now they looked down upon his nephew even less.

But it doesn't matter. This is a hard threshold he set deliberately. If he is unwilling to donate money, it means that his loyalty is not enough. Then if they achieve great things in the future, they will not be qualified to ask for rewards from him as the elders of the Bonaparte family. .

"Okay, I respect your choice. Since you want to keep your money, I won't take any money from you. Just keep it. I have no interest in blackmailing my uncle." Aigron raised his head proudly and looked at the other party, "Then For the next period of time, you stay here well. When the time comes, I will naturally let you go. From now on, we will have nothing to do with you. You should not act in the name of the family again and just live your secluded life."

"I'm so happy." The Dutch King said stubbornly, "So, how long do you think this period is?"

"Within a month or two, I promise." Aigron replied. "I don't expect you to obey my orders from the bottom of your heart, but please think about what the name Bonaparte has brought to you. Is it a simple yoke? If you can feel something else, Then just cooperate and do a little thing for this family!"

Under his intense gaze, the Dutch King began to shrink back.

Although he and his nephew quarreled as soon as they met, and although he still harbored resentment towards his brother, family ties still had a place in the corner of his heart.

Finally, he nodded with mixed feelings.

"Okay, goodbye. I wish you and your son have a good time." Aigron didn't want to say anything more and turned to leave.

He held back his anger and couldn't help but compare Queen Ortense with the other party.

The queen's elegant and humorous conversation and heartfelt care made him sigh and couldn't help but curse in his heart.

These troublesome relatives, even the woman with a foreign surname is more loyal than them!

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"Teresa...remember this one."

In the study room of the manor, Grand Duchess Henrietta said patiently to her daughter.

At the same time as she was giving instructions, Theresa, who was sitting at the desk, also picked up a pencil and started writing and drawing on the paper.

This time, what she drew was no longer the sketches she was good at in the past, but trivial and vulgar money accounts.

There was already a stack of paperwork, some of which she had carefully marked. This girl who had once been addicted to literature had to put down her former aloofness and brace herself up to get in touch with the most ordinary world.

She is now busy turning her dowry into cash as quickly as possible.

Of course, there is only one purpose - to bring as much money as possible and meet her future husband at the right time.

At first, when the archducal couple considered buying her a dowry, they were more generous than they should have been. However, because they knew that their daughter and son-in-law would live in Austria for a long time, a large part of the dowry was jewelry and real estate, as well as local bonds.

But due to mysterious fate, the situation is completely different now. Teresa can no longer enjoy these things and can only choose to cash them out as soon as possible.

As she had not received similar training before, she could only seek help from her mother.

Like Archduke Carl, Henrietta was helpless about her daughter's persistence. After a fierce ideological struggle, she finally had no choice but to respect her decision.

Therefore, recently, mother and daughter have been spending most of their time sorting out accounts and money.

If you ignore their identities, it would be like an old clerk in a clothing store handing over to a new clerk - of course, in essence, it may be similar.

"Come here first and take a rest." The dizzy princess picked up the cup next to her and took a sip of coffee.

Teresa also stopped and took a sip of coffee. Then she narrowed her eyes slightly and gave herself a break.

Henrietta looked at her daughter distressedly, then shook her head and sighed.

"My daughter, I am really worried about you... How will you live once you leave us!"

"Have some faith in me, Mom." Teresa opened her eyes, and then smiled reluctantly, "I have grown up, and I know how to make my family live happily."

Her own family... Henrietta couldn't help but sigh in her heart again.

"Actually, I'm different from your father. I'm not blindly opposed to your decision. After all, it does seem very romantic. The revenge of the prince who lost his country... It's as charming as a drama, and Franz is indeed a very likable character. You handsome boy, not only writes poems and competes with swords, but he is also so cute when he dances." At this point, she spread her hands and said, "When you were your age, how could any woman not have dreamed of romance? But the world is not a place of dependence. Romance works, but we still have to consider reality after all.”

"What do you mean?" Teresa asked softly.

"I don't advise you to give up now, but I still want to give you some practical advice." Henrietta said to her daughter seriously, "You must not give all this money to him after meeting him. This is not wise. Give favors to others little by little, so that others will continue to think of you well."

Teresa nodded slightly.

"According to my estimation, he must have attracted a lot of sponsorship from his relatives, so he was so confident to carry out his own business." Henrietta added, "But... I doubt whether this sponsorship is sustainable. Although I have never met the Bonaparte family, I know them. They are all selfish guys. I don’t believe they will spend all their money to fund him, so your sponsorship must be just in time. I will be grateful to you for this... This is a good start, but you must not think that this is enough. In fact, you still have a hard fight. You have to put down your temper and find ways to win over the people around you. Use the tools in your hands to Money makes everyone respect you - it would be best if you can control the family's financial power because of it. You have to be an indispensable person, not a blind follower."

Under her mother's earnest instruction, Teresa nodded repeatedly.

She understood that this was advice from her mother's heart.

From the corner of her eyes, she saw the pile of account books and documents on the table.

There is a lot of money flowing in this, and what lies above the money is extremely sincere family love.

"Mom, I'm sorry..." For a moment, she couldn't bear it anymore and apologized to her mother again. "Please forgive me."

She knew that she had failed her parents' love, but sometimes people can only make these choices that are not voluntary.

I just hope this will all be made up in time.

"I forgive you. At this point, what do I have to be angry about?" Henrietta sighed, "I'm just afraid, afraid that you'll have a bad life. After all, we can't continue to protect you... I I can only pray to Almighty God to give you a happy future.”

"I will!" Teresa's eyes sore.

"Don't cry! The future Queen of France cannot cry." Henrietta laughed, joking to ease the current atmosphere.

After laughing for a moment, she told her daughter, "If you have a chance in the future, you must come back to see us."

"Dad won't let me come back." As soon as she said this, Teresa felt sad again.

"Silly girl!" Henrietta was heartbroken and couldn't help scolding this annoying daughter again.

"Your father is just fighting. He has never surrendered to anyone in his life. How can he be so embarrassed now that he is being squeezed by you? He is just trying to scare you. Don't worry, things won't get that bad. Yes, our Majesty and the Prime Minister are both realists. As long as His Highness's career is successful, are we still afraid that they will not compromise? As for you, Theresa, with you bridging the relationship between the two parties, I don't think there is any contradiction that cannot be resolved. What everyone has forgotten—hasn’t this been how everyone has been here for thousands of years?”

"I hope so." Theresa also felt a lot more comfortable.

"By the way, you have to be careful about the relatives around him." Henrietta remembered something again and warned her daughter again, "I just said that none of them are easy to mess with. No one knows whether they are welcome or not. You, if any of them treat you maliciously..."

"I'm not afraid of this. It would be fine if they quietly accept me as their mistress, but if they cause trouble, I won't swallow it. I have to convince them." Teresa frowned slightly, and her slender hands moved. He clenched a fist and said, "I am generous and tolerant to His Highness just because I love His Highness and hope that everything goes well for him from the bottom of my heart. As for other people... no matter who they are, as long as they are disrespectful to us and harm my happiness, I will never forgive him."

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