Eagle’s Glory

"I wish you great success in Austria, my lord."

Aigron held the wrinkled hand of the other party, "Thank you, I will work hard, Your Excellency the Marshal."

Marshal Marmont was obviously a little depressed. He neither overwhelmed the young man in front of him in momentum, nor won the opponent in the debate, so he was full of frustration in his heart.

Now that he is facing a loss of power, he knows in his heart that his era is over, and the younger generation will fill the vacancy.

Talleyrand once told him in private that he believed that the Roman king who was approaching adulthood would achieve something. He was skeptical, but in his heart he hoped that he could really achieve something in Austria.

So when he was visiting Austria, he stopped by to see the son of the deceased.

As far as the result is concerned, this visit was not a pleasant one. He found that he could not wash off the title of "betrayer" in front of this young man-a title that would accompany him for the rest of his life.

As His Highness said, only history can make a judgment.

"Being an Austrian prince may be the best solution." He glanced at the young man sullenly, and then heaved a long sigh, "In the past thirty years, the disputes in France have caused bloodshed; The disputes in these years are still endless, and whoever gets involved will be in bad luck. Stay away from those whirlpools, and you can have a peaceful and prosperous life. This may be God's last mercy for Bonaparte——Your Highness, take care. "

After speaking, he turned and left.

When he walked out the door, the officers waiting outside hurriedly got up from the sofa, saluted the marshal, and then prepared to leave with him.

"Your Excellency, Marshal, may I treat you all to lunch?" Aigron chased him out and asked Marshal Marmont. "After all, I haven't had the chance to meet French people for a long time."

The marshal looked back at the young man, he was a little surprised at first, and then he seemed to understand something.

Then, he hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

"Of course, Your Highness, this is our honor. But... Please forgive me for not being able to participate. I still have to meet with Metternich. You can have lunch with them."

Then, he turned his head and looked sternly at the officers in front of him, "It's a rare honor for you to have dinner with His Highness. If anyone dares to disrespect His Highness, he will bear the consequences himself!"

"Yes!" These officers did not dare to neglect, and stood at attention one after another.

Then Marshal Marmont left the room, leaving the officers behind.

Aigron looked around at these officers. They were all in their thirties, wearing brand-new uniforms, and they were all tall. They looked like they had experienced the battlefield.

However, none of them dared to look at him now.

Aigron could understand their feelings—they didn't know what attitude they should take to deal with this extremely special young man, so they could only put on a respectful, serious and indifferent look.

If you had a good conversation with Napoleon's son, wouldn't you be in bad luck if you were sued with a black case when you return to China?

"Everyone, I'm really sorry, because of my wayward behavior, I put you in a difficult situation." So he first apologized with a smile, "But I think that eating a meal will not affect your future, and since Your Excellency the Marshal has kept you, so he will not take this matter to heart... So, I suggest that you let go of your worries and just enjoy a lunch and satisfy the curiosity of me, a poor man. For reasons you all know, I have always been full of affection and respect for the French people."

After speaking, he motioned the officers to sit down again.

At this time, Chanel also came over with a plate, and put the prepared meals on the coffee table one by one.

"This is just a light meal, so it's a bit crude, please don't mind." Aigron picked up the tableware, cut open the belly of the roast chicken, cut it into small pieces and ate it. "alright,

Let's get started. "

Driven by the young man, these officers also began to eat, but they were obviously still a little cautious.

"Everyone here, has anyone been involved in the recent fighting in Spain?" Eggron asked.

The "battle in Spain" he refers to does not refer to the expedition to Spain in the late empire, but the war in 1823, when the Bourbon royal family sent troops to help the Spanish Bourbon royal family suppress the rebellion.

The officers looked at each other, then nodded.

"Oh! That's great, I have a group of real battle heroes in front of me." Aigron laughed immediately, "Can you tell me about your experience in battle? Just treat it as a dessert for lunch, I am very interested in this kind of story. Gentlemen, can you satisfy my little curiosity?"

"Your Highness, if you don't mind, let me tell you about my experience in this war." At this time, an officer finally spoke and responded to Aigron.

Aigron immediately looked at the officer.

He has a square face and looks honest and honest, but his eyes are very agile, flashing shrewd light at any time, which proves that he has a lot of scheming.

Perhaps it was because of traveling around all the year round, his skin was dark and his hands were covered with calluses, but against the background of the military uniform, his robust body looked particularly straight and energetic.

His eyes flickered, and a flattering smile appeared on his face.

Obviously, he wanted to take the opportunity to have a relationship with himself.

Fine, take risks, he likes that kind of guy.

Although this kind of stalking guy is not flattering, it is also very useful, especially now that Aigron urgently needs to accumulate contacts, so he also looked at him very kindly.

"Okay, please tell me!" He nodded.

Then, the officer Tao Tao continued to talk.

It has to be said that he is not a person who is good at narrating, his eloquence is not good and his French accent is also very heavy. Aigron had a little difficulty listening, but he still listened to the other party's narration with the greatest enthusiasm.

When he was half full, the officer finally finished speaking, and then looked at the boy cautiously like a student waiting for the teacher to judge.

"Thank you for telling me this, sir. I appreciate what you have done for your country, and I admire your courage and perseverance." He smiled kindly. Whoever is on the throne will be safe."

Seeing Aigron being so kind, the officer was obviously flattered, and his smile was even more flattering. "Your Highness, I grew up in the age of the empire. Although he unfortunately left the world due to a trick of fate, he is still a hero. I look forward to your great achievements in Austria and live up to his reputation."

Logically speaking, it was already taboo for him to say these words, it seemed that he really wanted to make friends with him.

"Thank you, I will work hard." Eggron thanked again, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder in a friendly manner. "By the way, what's your name?"

The officer straightened his back, and then replied in a low voice, "Your Highness, my name is Morcerf, Fernand de Morcerf."

After hearing the name, Aigron didn't take it seriously at first, and then suddenly, as if he was touched, he looked at the other party in amazement, and his eyes became strange.

"Fernand de Morcerf?"

"What's wrong with you, Your Highness?" The officer was a little puzzled by his performance, "Have you heard of my name..."

The young man's expression slowly returned to normal, but his gaze was still a little strange. "Well... I do have a little impression of this name."

Then he asked abruptly, "Sir, have you ever been to Greece?"

"I've been there..." Fernand de Morcerf's face suddenly became a little suspicious, and he looked at Aigron cautiously, "Your Highness, how do you know?"

"I've read about your deeds in the newspaper, sir." Aigron looked at him excitedly, "The newspaper said that you were a fighting hero who shed blood to defend Ali Pasha of Ioannina Fight hard. After hearing your deeds, I can't help but be filled with admiration...God bless, let me meet a real war hero today! A soldier worthy of the name of France!"

His expression was extremely sincere, obviously excited from the bottom of his heart.

"Your Highness... I really didn't expect your Austria to hear about my little things." Morcerf was a little embarrassed at first, but concealed it skillfully, "I don't think I am a war hero, because although I used I tried my best, but in the end I couldn't change the result, and the Pasha family unfortunately died... This is a nightmare for me, and I just want to forget it."

"Is this the hero's modesty? It's really admirable!" Aigron seemed to appreciate him even more, and patted him on the shoulder again, "Okay, since you don't want to mention it, then I won't mention it, but please Allow me to pay you my sincere respect."

"If you wish to do so, then I have the audacity to accept it." Morcerf replied with a wry smile, "Your Highness, but I feel that I am only performing my duties as a soldier, which is not worth mentioning."

Aegron did not forget this episode, he paced the room, looking completely cheered up.

After a while, he stood in front of Morcerf again, "Sir, are you married yet?"

"Yes, I have been married for two years." Morcerf nodded, "My son, Albert, was just born this year—"

"Oh, a happy family with a wife and children is really enviable!" Eggron clapped his hands with a smile. "God favors those brave, sincere defenders, and you truly deserve it."

Then, he fumbled from his pocket, and handed his pocket watch to the other party.

"Your Highness?" Morcerf was a little surprised.

"This is a gift from me to your son." Aigron looked at him with a smile. "I sincerely hope that he can bear the courage of his predecessors and become an upright man with a bright future in the future."

Morcerf took the watch and bowed his head gratefully in salute to Eggron.

"Thank you, Your Highness! I will bring this gift and your blessing back to France for him. This will be the best gift he has ever received in his life."

At first, he just wanted to take the opportunity to form a relationship and leave a name in the young man's heart, but he never expected that he would be so respected and loved by the former Roman king as soon as he met.

His vanity was immediately greatly satisfied, and his whole person felt elated.

If this His Highness flourishes in Austria in the future, then at least he will befriend one more top nobleman, which will definitely help his future.

"It is my honor to know you, Mr. Morcerf." Aigron grinned and opened his mouth full of affinity, "I am really glad that I have the opportunity to see a French fighting hero, your glorious deeds It gave me great encouragement and encouragement, and made me understand that adversity is just a kind of tempering for me-yes, being able to see your existence itself is the best news that God has brought to me."

"Your Highness...you are too proud..." Morcerf, who was already dizzy, didn't know how to respond at all, so he could only repeat modest words in a low voice.

Under Aigron's praise again and again, the atmosphere at the table has become quite heated.

However, the expressions of the other officers looking at Morcerf have become a little strange.

It can be seen that Aigron's kind performance just now has aroused the jealousy of these officers towards Fernand de Morcerf.

Aigron struck while the iron was hot, and cordially talked with these officers, and each gave them some gifts he had prepared.

After the lunch was over, Aigron bid farewell to the officers.

It was evident that they were all delighted, and their vanity was gratified at being so entertained by Napoleon's son.

Aegron stood at the door and bid them farewell one by one.

"Major Morcerf, I wish you and your family happiness forever." When it was Morcerf's turn, Aigron waved to him with a smile on his face.

"Your Highness, I also wish you all the best!" Morcerf saluted Aigron full of excitement and surprise, before turning and leaving.

"Your Highness..." At this moment, an officer suddenly pulled the corner of Aigron's clothes.

"Is there anything else, Major Villare?" In the conversation just now, Aigron already knew the name of the other party, so he asked directly.

"You have to be careful about this man, Your Highness, he is not a good guy." The officer looked at Fernand de Morcerf's back with a cold gaze, "We have rumors in private that he is not Not of noble birth, his surname is false.

"It doesn't matter, in this day and age, talent is more important than title, isn't it?" Eggron replied with a smile on his face.

"You're right to say that." Major Villaré smiled awkwardly, "but I assure you that he was never as brave and loyal as he appeared. He was a pathetic deserter—at the Battle of Waterloo On the eve of that day, he deserted the French army, defected to the enemy with General Bourmont, and ran to the Prussian army, and his fortune began at that time!"

Aigron's face changed slightly.

"is that true?"

"It's not a secret. You can check it at any time. We just didn't want to embarrass him in person, so we didn't say anything just now." Major Villale replied coldly. "He is just a pathetic and disgraceful deserter, not worthy of your respect."

Then, he saluted Aigron, "His Royal Highness, I salute you! Goodbye."

After the officer finished speaking, he strode away.

Aigron looked at their backs, seemingly thoughtful.

After a long time, he returned to the room.

At this time, Chanel was cleaning up the leftovers on the dining table.

"Chanel!" Eggron couldn't hide himself anymore, he yelled.

Chanel was startled by the sound, then turned around and looked at the beaming Eggron suspiciously.

"Your Highness? What's the matter?"

Aigron didn't answer, but walked over directly and hugged Chanel suddenly.

"Your Highness!" Chanel was caught off guard and almost fell, but she didn't struggle to resist, but looked at the little master very puzzled, not understanding why he suddenly behaved like this.

She closed her eyes slightly, "At least... at least let me clean up..."

"Don't be nervous, Chanel, I'm just so happy... just give me a hug... I just want to vent my excitement, really, I'm excited!"

Aegron comforted the other party in a low voice, and then he looked into her eyes excitedly.

He is so happy, he can't wait to share his surprise with the most trusted person around him.

"Chanel, we have money!"