Eagle’s Glory

"I don't have anything for you to do now, let's wait quietly and see what happens next."

After saying this, Metternich seemed to have lost interest in continuing the conversation, so he bowed to Sophie again as a farewell.

"Wait!" Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Sophie suddenly called out and stopped him.

"Do you have any instructions?" Metternich looked at him suspiciously.

Sophie hesitated for a moment, as if she didn't know how to speak. After a while, she spoke again as if she had made up her mind.

"If you can, please don't...please don't murder him." She slowed down her tone, and her expression softened, "I know, you are full of anger towards him and me...I am not I beg your forgiveness, but I think you should still remember that he is the grandson of His Majesty the Emperor after all, and he has not shown his willingness to be your enemy so far. Since you were able to chat and laugh with Napoleon back then, why not Can't you shake hands with him? As long as there is a chance, he should be happy to cooperate with you."

She tried her best to maintain her dignity, but she put her figure very low in what she said.

This was the closest this stubborn woman came to pleading.

Even she knew that this kind of pleading was meaningless and would only make herself look ridiculous, but she still said it.

Maybe she, who is powerless to do anything right now, can only find a little psychological comfort for herself in this way.

Hmph, what a silly woman, in the face of power, let alone grandchildren, what are father and son brothers?

However, although the sneer was a sneer, Metternich didn't want to be sarcastic about Sophie's pitiful appearance.

"You know, I don't hold prejudices against everything, I just adapt to the situation, so all options are open to me." He shrugged gently, "So, what action I choose depends on the premise It's all about his actions, we'll have to wait and see."

After finishing speaking, he didn't stay any longer and walked out of Sophie's apartment.

Led by his attendants, he passed through the corridor and returned to the hall. At this time, his assistant, Mr. Friedrich von Genz, came to his side.

"How is it, Your Excellency?" he asked the Prime Minister in a low voice.

"A mess.

"Metternich replied angrily. "The only thing that can be confirmed is that everything that has happened has nothing to do with our prince and concubine. On the contrary, it is very likely to have something to do with Grand Duke Karl. "

"What?" Genz was startled.

"According to Her Royal Highness Sophie's explanation, Princess Teresa seems to have left our country and came to the side of Duke Reichstedt. Go and check after you return to Vienna." Metternich frowned tightly, and with two talents He spoke to his assistant in a clear voice.

"God!" After hearing these words, Mr. Gentz's reaction was exactly the same as that of the Prime Minister just now. "He...how can he indulge his daughter to do this?"

"Maybe he thinks he's great, so he can do whatever he wants. Don't forget that he has always held grudges against His Majesty." Metternich replied with a sneer.

After a while, he changed the topic again, "Anyway, since it happened, we have to think about how to make it up."

"Sooner or later, everyone will know about this matter. We should send a note to other countries and tell them that this is just the personal behavior of Grand Duke Karl and does not represent our official position?" Mr. Genz asked.

"That's not what I'm talking about!" Metternich frowned again and interrupted the other party, "Princess Teresa is going to go crazy, let her go crazy, I don't bother to care about it, now for us Reichstedt The Duke itself is not important, what really matters is someone else."

"Who?" Genz was a little confused.

"The Tsar." Metternich replied in a low voice, "The Tsar is too young, he has great ambitions in his heart, and he is eager to establish prestige among his subjects... I am afraid that he will not be able to bear this provocation and temptation. The little guy's Jumping around isn't enough to give me a headache, but if the Tsar makes a big deal, it's got us busy."

"You mean, the tsar may launch a war against Turkey...in the name of liberating Greece?" Genz seemed to understand what the prime minister meant.

"There are many signs that he may think so." Metternich nodded.

His expression was very solemn, and it was obvious that this matter was what he was really worried about.

The Vienna Peace Conference was the greatest achievement in his life. At the peace conference, he acted as the host among the major powers. Together with them, he led the division of the entire European border and made the bloody battle for nearly 30 years Europe finally calmed down a little.

No matter from the perspective of his personal achievements or from the perspective of Austria's own interests, he does not want the current peace to be broken.

For Austria, the most important thing is to "restore the old look and then maintain the old look".

In order to achieve this goal, the three great monarchies of Russia, Prussia and Austria need to unite closely and coordinate their actions in order to jointly suppress the burning flames of revolution.

To maintain this unity, the most important thing is "restraint".

Every big country should restrain its ambitions and resolve all disputes and disputes in a coordinated way among big countries. Only in this way can the balance of power and peace be maintained.

However, his painstaking efforts did not seem to be understood by the tsar, and it seemed that the tsar was preparing to march smugly.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Genz asked cautiously.

Metternich did not answer immediately, but looked out the window, thoughtful.

"Perhaps we should convene a special meeting of the great powers to settle the Eastern question." After a moment, he spoke again, "No matter what, the boots of the Cossacks must never set foot in Constantinople... I think the same is true of everyone else Thought."

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While the Austrian court was whispering about the great news of the Duke of Reichstedt, there were also whispers about it in Paris.

However, compared to Metternich's worry, the Marquis of Treville was completely opposite, in the midst of extreme excitement and joy.

When Egron was about to leave the island of Monte Cristo, he specially sent a messenger to France to deliver his secret letter to the house of the Marquis of Treville.

In the letter, Aigron described his current situation in detail, and thanked the Marquis of Treville for his help, and then asked him to encourage the Bonapartists in France, strengthen the momentum of His Majesty Napoleon II, and continue to recruit for himself More people came to help themselves.

After receiving the letter, the Marquis de Treville immediately fell into excitement.

Since the fall of the empire, his future has been ruined. The Marquis family has been silent for more than ten years. Seeing the decline of the family and the dust of the pearl-now finally see the hope of revitalizing the family in the young His Majesty, how could he not What about ecstasy?

He made up his mind to do his best to serve His Majesty, so that the Treville family would become one of the most honorable families in the empire when the weather changed.

But there is one thing that worries him...

His only son, Edgar, likes art more than his own future, and is obsessed with the flashy life in Paris, which is a bit disappointing.

Because he is worried about his son, he would rather discuss important matters with his daughter-in-law Alice in many cases.

Today, it was also Alice sitting in front of him.

"Father." Alice looked at her father-in-law seriously, and there seemed to be a firm light in her blue eyes. "I thought about it seriously. We can't be absent from His Majesty's grand ceremony. There is no doubt that this expedition is an action carefully planned by His Majesty, and it also puts all his hopes and energy on him. Therefore, before he does his most important If no one in our family was there at the time of the event, how could he have the impression of the Treville family when he made a great career in the future and recalled his most shining moments?

In other words, if we were not there, people around him would remember that the Treville family was absent at that time when they talked about meritorious service in the future. Wouldn't other people have the right to regard us as inferior? So for our future status, we should invest in it..."

General Treville nodded silently.

He knew that what his daughter-in-law said was right, she had always seen it quite clearly.

For Alice, he really couldn't find any faults. Although she was from the old family, she never had any contempt for her family. On the contrary, since she married into her family, she has always prioritized her family's future.

Moreover, she is also quite clever, and she can make suggestions for herself from time to time, so that she is used to listening to her opinions.

So sometimes it is really hard for him to understand his son, why he still has such a good wife, but he still continues to live the life of attracting bees and butterflies.

He knew what his son had done in private, but in order not to destroy their relationship, he concealed it from Alice.

But, does Alice really not know? He sometimes thought, with Alice's keenness and intelligence, it might not be difficult to guess.

When he was full of thoughts, the corner of his eyes subconsciously fell on Alice's bulging belly, which was about to give birth.

Hey, since the son can't be counted on, we can only count on the child in Alice's womb. I hope this child can inherit Edgar's talent and Alice's character at the same time.

If it can be realized, then the struggle and hard work of my life will be considered meaningful.

"Father?" Because the general was silent for a long time, Alice asked again, "Do you think my idea is right?"

"I think you're right, Alice." The Marquis de Treville withdrew his thoughts, and then sighed, "But, I really can't do without..."

"I know you can't leave, and you have a heavy responsibility in Paris, so you can't leave." Alice nodded, and then said her thoughts, "But Edgar can go, as your only son, It is enough to represent the Treville family...I think even if someone mentions it in the future, we will be enough to show our loyalty and courage."

The Marquis de Treville knew that what his daughter-in-law said was right, but he still hesitated.

Although his son is incompetent, he is his only son after all. He has devoted too much doting since he was a child, so how could he be willing to take risks all of a sudden.

"You are about to give birth. I'm afraid it's not good for him to leave at this time." After hesitating for a moment, he replied.

"It's not a problem. I can take care of everything at home." Alice shook her head, saying that it was not difficult. "Since you have commanded an army, you certainly know how to make trade-offs. The birth of a child is of course important. But isn't it more important to create a better future for our children? If we don't grab the position now, then maybe all the previous efforts will be in vain... So I think we should do it - even if it's just in front of His Majesty Putting your face on and hanging around him for a few months makes all the difference."

"It sounds like you are more loyal than me..." The Marquis de Treville smiled wryly.

"There's no such thing as being loyal or unfaithful. I don't care about Bonaparte or Bourbon." Alice also smiled wryly, "But since we have chosen to take this path, we should take it seriously. If we go Wouldn't it be ridiculous to have to play around, take risks for nothing but get nothing?"

The Marquis de Treville found himself persuaded by his daughter-in-law.

This is indeed the truth.

Although he doted on his son, after careful consideration, he was still able to make the right decision.

"Well...I think you're right, Alice, let's do it this way! Edgar will go with those volunteers, and I think His Majesty will take good care of him."

"It's very good of you to listen to me." Alice breathed a sigh of relief, then finally laughed. "Although Edgar's will is weaker, he is your only heir after all. He has his due obligations. This family needs him to make due contributions at critical moments... In addition, I think that if another In this place, Edgar can also get rid of this harmful way of life for a while, cheer up..."

Alice, do you really know everything? The Marquis of Treville wanted to ask, but finally swallowed the sentence.

"Okay, I will tell Edgar my decision when he comes back, and then you don't have to worry about it, just take care of your health." He sighed, "Alice, I really can't express my decision in words. For your respect and satisfaction, our family owes you too much, I only hope that one day in the future we will be able to flourish, and then we will be able to repay you with enough things."

"Your words are already an excellent return." Alice replied with a smile.

After a while, she returned to the topic just now, "Actually, I, like you, don't want to see Edgar face any danger, so... After thinking about it, I decided to pull my face down and beg my sister to temporarily Escort him for a ride."

"Agnes, will she be willing?" the Marquis de Treville asked in surprise.

"If I beg her, she will be willing." Alice replied a little sadly, "Using her feelings for my sister to manipulate her, this really makes me a little ashamed, I didn't want her to be contaminated with all this... . . . may God forgive me . . . "