Eagle’s Glory

【The Glory of the Young Eagle】 【】

As the time comes to early summer, the temperature starts to get hotter. It was approaching noon, and the bright sun was in the sky. The dense forests and bushes surrounding the countryside dyed the land bright green, but there were only a few pedestrians everywhere, only a few cicadas chirping listlessly, but these chirpings did not wake up the people. A piece of land, on the contrary, it highlights the dullness everywhere.

This is the French countryside. Most of the time it seems lifeless, as if it is a wasteland that has been sucked dry by work and taxes. Only those thunders that can pierce the sky can wake up these dull earth and summon the vitality contained in it. , and those villagers who live their lives listlessly all day long will also, under the call of thunder, wipe away their usual stupid appearance, and use the most terrifying and ruthless iron fist, making the whole of Europe tremble.

There are some small towns outside Strasbourg, scattered like islands in a sea of ​​farmland. There are many houses in the small towns that seem to have been intact from the Middle Ages. These houses used to be squires or It is the residence of rich peasants, but with the changes of the times and the turmoil again and again, many houses have changed their owners many times, and it is even unclear who the original owner was.

At this dull noon, a spacious carriage quietly drove into a house along the smooth gravel road. Perhaps because of the weather, not many small town residents noticed the visit of these uninvited guests. They would never have imagined that their originally peaceful life would suddenly cause an uproar in this leisurely and dull noon, so much so that it would even become a topic of conversation for them for decades.

The carriage stopped quietly in the vestibule, and then Andre Davout carefully stepped out of the carriage. After making sure that the surroundings were safe, he turned back and made a gesture to the people in the carriage.

Then, Aigron and the Marquis of Treville stepped out of the carriage together.

At the moment, he was wearing black casual clothes, a velvet hat on his head, and a bow tie in a fashionable style. He looked more like a pretender to the throne than a pretender to the throne. He is like a young master who uses his family's money to travel and see the world.

After stepping off the carriage, Aigron took a deep breath in the musty smell mixed with earth and moss.

This was the smell of France opening its arms to welcome him for the first time.

He looked around again. This was an old mansion, and it didn't look like it had been repaired much at all. The yard was full of traces of water leakage, and the ground was paved with large, cracked square tiles that were oddly shaped and uneven. Looking at these cracks and the moss inside, Aigron even guessed that these square bricks might be older than his great-grandfather.

"I have truly set foot on the land of France, the land that belongs to me -" Aigron said with some emotion.

"Yes, Your Majesty, congratulations." Marquis Treville replied respectfully, "This is your land."

After leaving Bavaria, Aigron asked Teresa to return to Ioannina to raise the baby. Chanel was also ordered by him to take care of his pregnant wife along the way. In addition to the necessary escorts, Aigron was only surrounded by His captain of the guard, Andre Davout, and the other two most reliable guards were left to follow the Marquis of Treville on the journey back to France.

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Logically speaking, they would have suffered a lot during this bumpy journey, but when Aiglon visited the Principality of Parma before, his mother Luisa specially applied for a passport for him under a false name in order to please him. And he was given the identity of an ordinary local noble.

Although the name was fake, the document couldn't be more authentic, so Aigron used this completely legal document instead.

In the name of travel, we passed through the Principality of Baden along the way without any hindrance, then entered France, and finally stopped in a small town outside Strasbourg - of course, this was also due to the advance arrangements of the Marquis de Treville. .

After many days of journey, Aiglon finally set foot on the land of France, and this shabby house in a small town was his first residence in France.

Needless to say, this place was also a daily gathering place for Bonapartist supporters. Its remoteness and dilapidation did not easily attract attention, making it an ideal hiding place.

This house with an unprepossessing appearance has exposed wooden boards, bricks, stones and iron bars scattered across the gray walls. Due to its age, or perhaps just by chance, they are tightly squeezed together. I don’t know how many years, the huge beams on the ceiling have been covered by it. Several floors were bent under the pressure, but luckily it didn't break. The walls of these floors are reinforced with wooden reinforcements and covered with bluestone slabs nailed into geometric patterns. They retain the elegant style of pursuing exquisite art in the 18th century. However, at this time, only the last few traces of the past appearance can be found. I can't even see clearly what it originally looked like.

On the wooden framed windows, the former carvings have been damaged by wind and rain, and are now incomplete. None of the windows is vertical: some are tilted outward, some are recessed, and some are about to fall apart. Each window is stained by rain. Somehow some soft soil blew in through the cracks. When spring arrived, a few small flowers, moss and delicate grass emerged from the mud. Soon they covered the roof and window sills, making the They were covered with fluffy moss.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, for the sake of safety, we can only temporarily place you here..." Marquis Treville apologized to Aigron with a guilty look on his face. "If you stay in an inn, you may be questioned by nosy people, but if you stay here, no one will bother you. This is where I rested before leaving France. Don't worry, you know there are very few people here."

"It doesn't matter, I didn't come back to enjoy happiness, at least not yet." Aigron smiled and shook his head, then he took another breath of air full of dust and mud, and then said something that made Treville The Marquis said something incomprehensible, "The dilapidation here is quite poetic. Just standing here, I feel like I have seen the past of France."

The general who once galloped on the battlefield did not understand poetry, but he could see from Aigron's face that His Majesty was in a good mood now.

Yes, this down-and-out prince who once lost everything has now regained his freedom and returned to the country that once belonged to him in a heroic manner. How could he not be complacent?

The Marquis de Treville himself felt honored.

This is indeed a rare magnanimity.

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When he first proposed it at Nymphenburg Palace, he was originally worried that the young man would not dare to take risks, and he was even mentally prepared to be scolded. However, he did not expect that instead of scolding him, the other party would trust him. Complete and unreserved trust - it was the first time they met.

Even though he was usually cold and calm, General Treville was still a little moved by this.

Indeed, as Princess Teresa said, since Your Majesty has listened to his advice without reservation and placed complete trust in it, it means that he must take full responsibility, and his honor and dignity are no longer the same as those of this young man. Safety and danger are tied together

If the action fails and something unexpected happens to His Majesty, then the Marquis of Treville will be proven to be just a trash talker, and he will no longer have political value at all. His life's hard work and the wealth he has accumulated within the party All reputation and prestige will also be lost.

Because of this, he sincerely decided to fulfill his oath in front of Princess Theresa - to do his best to protect the safety of this boy, even if it cost his life.

The stakes were so high that it was impossible for him not to feel nervous at all, but he had been on the battlefield for a long time and no longer had much fear when facing danger. He would only become more excited and calmer.

After looking around for a while, admiring the abandoned house and the beautiful scenery of the surrounding countryside, Aiglon made a calm gesture, and Marquis Treville led Aigron into this old house that seemed to be crumbling from the outside.

The furnishings inside the house are naturally as old as they look on the outside. There is a rusty iron shelf next to the fireplace, on which is placed a statue of the Virgin Mary whose original appearance can no longer be seen. Next to it, there is a corroded wooden ladder that leads directly to the top. It has two floors and an attic, and is not very deep. It is only lit by narrow windows. At this time, because the windows are closed, the light in the hall is very dark.

At first glance, it looks like a place for conspiracy.

In the empty main room, there were only some old-fashioned wooden items, no soft sofas, only a wooden table and some small wooden chairs. Aigron took out a handkerchief, wiped one of the wooden chairs clean, and then sat down directly.

Then he breathed a long sigh of relief and cleared away the fatigue accumulated during the journey.

"Marquis de Treville, as you wish, I have arrived in France. So according to your plan, what should I do next?" Then he went straight to the topic.

Marquis Treville has been thinking about this issue for a long time. Although he is not sure about it now, he at least has an idea in mind.

Therefore, he did not hesitate, first found a chair and sat down, and then directly reported back to the young man in front of him.

"Your Majesty, the most important thing for you now is to appear in public, but it is not advisable to make too much noise, lest you cannot escape, so I think the most suitable place is here. Although it is a remote countryside, it is far away from Stella The fort is very close, there are garrisons and cities there, and the news spreads very quickly. As you can imagine, once the news of your public appearance spreads there, the officials there will automatically become your helpers, and they will respond as urgently as possible. Your attitude will spread the news to Paris even faster than your own supporters - and as long as the news reaches Paris, it means that the whole country knows it, and you have achieved your goal."

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"It sounds quite simple, and it's quite similar." Aigron smiled and nodded, "So what should I do specifically?"

The Marquis of Treville continued to explain his ideas to him. "According to the information provided by our supporters, the mayor here and a few of his friends go to a cafe to play cards or chat every day. We can directly kidnap the mayor here and take him to a nearby church. , and then ask the parish priest to ring the bell to summon the villagers - no matter how many people come, you directly address them - the speech does not need to be too long, but it must be impassioned and can leave a deep impression on your audience - on ordinary people This may be a little difficult for you, but it shouldn't be difficult for you because you are the emperor's son and people today miss the emperor."

Aiglon listened quietly, while his brain was working at full speed, measuring the feasibility and safety of Marquis Treville's plan.

"Then what? What do we do after the speech?" he asked.

"For you to appear in public and publicly declare that you will take on the great destiny, you have accomplished your main goal. After that, you can move the camera, and no doubt, during your speech , someone will notify the local garrison, but the speed of mobilization of the garrison and the attitude of the officers and soldiers are uncertain. You can decide what to do after judging on the spot - if the situation is critical, you will evacuate immediately; if the officer There are your sympathizers among the soldiers, so you can leave after impressing them."

Aigron listened silently to Marquis Treville's plan.

It must be admitted that this plan was simple and clear, full of military directness.

However, it can also be felt that Marquis Treville has fully considered the risks - no matter which step in the plan, he left room for Aiglon to retreat and escape at any time, and the safety factor was very high.

It seems that he has thought clearly along the way.

He is worthy of being a general from the imperial era. Both his experience and judgment are much stronger than those of the young people around him.

However, why does this plan seem to have an inexplicable sense of déjà vu?

Forget it, don’t think too much about what is available and what is not.

Now that the Marquis has figured out the general plan, Aigron can only choose to follow the good path.

Anyway, he didn't see anything unreasonable.

"Okay, General, then everything will be done as you said -" Aiglon nodded, indicating that he agreed with the general's plan, "Since we have arrived in France, then I should follow your arrangements - —After all, as an elder, you have been here much longer than me."

Although Aigron's tone was calm, General Treville felt warm in his heart when he heard it - he knew that he could be praised as an "elder" by Aigron in person, naturally not because of his age, but only by showing enough ability. This young man Only then will His Majesty truly recognize himself.

This is his purpose, step by step, he wants to show his abilities, build prestige, and show loyalty in front of young people, so that he can continue to think that "General Treville is his number one supporter." Only in this way can he make My family will occupy a superior position in the future when this young man achieves great things.

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"You have entrusted your safety to me, and I will guarantee this trust with my life." General Treville replied with a solemn expression, "Your Majesty, I believe you will succeed."

"It's not me, it's us." Aigron gently patted the 'elder' on the shoulder and corrected him, "You will always have an indispensable part in my career."