Eagle’s Glory

"—Edgar, I hope you don't live up to my expectations."

Aigron said while looking straight at Edgar.

Edgar understood that although the young man's tone was very polite, it was not a request - it was an order.

For some reason, looking at his eyes, Edgar suddenly felt a burst of heart palpitations.

"Okay, I'll do my best—no, do my best, Your Majesty," he blurted out hastily.

"Very good." Seeing him being so obedient, Aegron nodded with satisfaction.

Then he patted Edgar on the shoulder to encourage him. "Then it's hard for you, Edgar, since you don't have much time, let's start as soon as possible."

"Do you want to start now?" Edgar was a little stunned.

"Start now." Aegron replied categorically.

Then, with his hands behind his back, he walked up and down the grass, just as he was conceiving the script in Schönbrunn Palace.

"First of all, the image of Napoleon himself must be highlighted. He must occupy a central position and be taller than anyone in the picture - I know he is not tall, but it doesn't matter, no one can compete with His Majesty the Emperor." Aigron side While pacing, he explained to Edgar, "Have you seen His Majesty the Emperor?"

"I've seen it." Edgar nodded quickly and replied, "Before the empire fell, my father took me to participate in court activities, which gave me the honor of meeting His Majesty the Emperor... Although I was still young at the time, but His face is etched in my memory forever."

"Very good." Agron nodded.

To be honest, even if he is not a traveler but the original Roman king, he should have forgotten what Napoleon looked like - after all, he was brought to Austria when he was four years old.

"When you paint him, try to beautify him as much as possible, preferably holding a scepter or riding a horse, and portray him as Jupiter holding a thunderbolt. His expression should be solemn and dignified, but benevolent. The enemies knelt down in front of him, remember, there must be no **** and cruel images! We can't let the peasants recall the endless military service, we want to create a romantic icon instead of a horrible devil." Aigron continued, "In addition, when I appeared in the picture book, I was portrayed as a child standing next to the god, enjoying his incomparable expectations. Let everyone know that Jupiter gave me to In France, I am destined to take on the great life and complete his legacy."

After thinking about it, Aigron added, "I have left France for more than ten years, and no French person has really witnessed my growth. Gradually, I will enrich my image a little bit by Napoleon's side, from my childhood to adolescence, I will let the peasants witness my adulthood with God."

Aegron continued to speak for a long time, while Edgar listened in stunned silence.

"Edgar, remember?" Agron asked.

"...I don't remember it completely, Your Majesty, you speak a little too fast." Edgar replied slightly embarrassedly, "Can you elaborate more?"

Agron sighed inwardly.

He had to admit that this lovely M. Edgar de Treville was much more difficult to use than Chanel - Chanel never needed to say it a second time when he was dictating to himself.

Forget it, there are not many people in the world who are as enthusiastic about their career as Chanel, and everything can't be too demanding.

So Aigron explained his request in detail.

With his explanation, Edgar gradually began to find his status, and began to participate in the discussions with young people as a painter. requirements.

With his help, the idea that originally had only a few outlines in the young man's mind gradually turned into a very clear and clear set of compositions.

Although there is still a long way to go before it falls on paper, Aigron believes that with Edgar's talent, he can definitely complete this work.

"Edgar, the next thing will depend on you." Aegron looked at the young man opposite him with anticipation, "In the next few days, you will draw a sketch of what the two of us have discussed, and then I will look at where I need to revise at the end, and as long as the final draft is completed, I will find a way to find a place to print in large quantities, and then send it to France for distribution.”

"Okay, I'll do my best, Your Majesty!" Edgar agreed with smugness, "I'm not sure if you asked me to do anything else, but you asked me to paint, this is what I do, and I will never give up. You won't be disappointed!"

Then he asked again, "By the way, have you thought about a title for the album?"

Aigron thought for a while, then answered. "The title is called - Successor."

"By the way, try not to show my mother in all these pictures." As if thinking of something, Aigron suddenly added.

"...Why?" Edgar was a little unresponsive.

"She's Mrs. Nipegger now." Agron shrugged.

He had no problem with Louisa's remarriage after Napoleon's death, but he didn't want the French to think that his mother was now the monarch of a small Italian state under the Habsburg Empire.

"Okay, I will pay attention, Your Majesty!" Edgar suddenly realized, and then agreed.

Seeing that things went so smoothly, Aigron also became in a good mood.

Facing the rustling spring breeze in the woods, he leisurely looked up at the blue sky.

This is only the first edition of the album. If necessary, he can continue to conceive more in the future. Using this effective propaganda method, it will remind the French peasants of the glory of the empire and their love of Bona. The memory of the Ba family.

Although this will not make them rise up and revolt and support himself to return to the country to become emperor, but Aigron believes that as long as he perseveres with similar propaganda, sooner or later he will be popular with the people - after all, farmers are still the main body of the French population.

It is a long journey, and he has to go step by step, but he is confident that he can reach the glorious end.

Aigron ended his conversation with Edgar, giving the painter time to put his ideas on canvas, while he continued his walk between the fence and the woods.

To his surprise, after Edgar returned, his wife Alice came to him.

"Mr. Memmingen." Alice saluted the young man respectfully.

"Madame Treville, do you have any orders?" Agron asked.

"How dare I tell you?" Alice smiled genially, "I have a request, I don't know if you can agree."

"Please tell me—" Aegron replied.

To be honest he was a little curious.

"Next, we are going to go boating on Lake Constance and enjoy the beauty here... Mr. Memmingen, may I have the honor to invite you to go with me?" Alice asked with a smile.

This is really surprising. Agron suddenly looked at the other party in surprise, not understanding what this meant.

"Don't worry, I don't have any special intentions. I just think that if you were there, my trip would be more memorable. After all, maybe my husband's trip is more for you than for me." Ellie Si continued to look at him with a small smile, "I wonder if you can grant me such an honor?"

Seeing her smile, Aegron's heart sank.

She always felt like she was complaining about something.

Are you unwilling to feel that you have been taken advantage of, or are you annoyed that your wedding trip has become a cover for a conspiracy?

"Are you protesting against us?" Aigron thought for a while, then asked directly. "If that's the case, I'm sorry... but all I can say is that we each had to do something we couldn't help ourselves."

"I'm a little annoyed, and I believe that with your magnanimity, you will definitely tolerate my emotions." Alice's smile disappeared, and she sighed softly, "But since things have developed to this point, I will What's the point of sighing? I might as well think about how to make things happen. In a sense, it's a rare honor to have Napoleon's son as my guest on a wedding trip, isn't it?"

"Is this what you call optimism?" Aigron couldn't help laughing.

"I prefer to call it realism." Alice opened her eyes wide, then looked at the young man challengingly, "How about it, sir, would you be willing to take a moment to make up for my shortcomings?"

"Yes, of course." Aegron agreed without thinking.

Now that Alice has figured it out, he doesn't play any guessing games. "If you don't mind face-to-face with the ogre, then of course I'd be happy to be your guest and help you on your wedding trip."

It has been two months since he came to Switzerland, and Switzerland, which had been highly nervous, has now relaxed.

He was not a wanted criminal at first, and the Swiss had no motivation to search the whole country for a rumor. After two months of dealing with it, they were too lazy to pursue it.

So now, as long as he is careful not to be ostentatious, it is not a problem to go boating in the lake.

"If you're the ogre king, then we're probably the goblin chiefs too." Alice sighed again, "So what's there to care about now? To be honest, I'm married to Ed. When I added it, I should have thought of today. After all, General Treville has never concealed his political position... Well, I used to have a fluke, and I hoped that the old general's thoughts were just castles in the air and would not affect my marriage. because you stayed in Austria, and it looks like you will live as an Austrian royal in the future, and not interfere with the French side. Who would have thought… who would have thought…”

"Who would have thought that my ambitions would be so tenacious that I wouldn't go out in Vienna?" Aigron smiled and filled up what she didn't say for Alice.

Then, he continued, "There are so many things in the world that are so helpless, ma'am. My ambitions are not extinguished, and General Treville's ambitions are not extinguished, so we decided to do something big together, everything. It's as simple as that, I've never forced anyone to work for me, and I don't have the ability to force anyone now, so it's all people's choice—"

"You don't need to explain it to me, I understand. I figured it out in the sleepless night last night. You have no responsibility, and the Treville family has nothing wrong. You are just executing your own will." Si nodded with a wry smile, "Everyone has their own pursuits, and bears the price for their decision, and I also bear all the price for my decision - I insisted on marrying Edgar, and I knew it beforehand. risk, so I will never blame others when things come to an end.”

After a moment she added, "And even now I have no regrets, I am Alice de Treville, and if my husband and father-in-law honor you as your majesty, you are mine too. Your Majesty, I only hope that your career will be successful as soon as possible, and the sacrifices in it will be as small as possible..."

"If we try hard enough, we can do it," Aegron replied.

But to be honest, he couldn't guarantee it. After all, sacrifice was always inevitable, and he himself sacrificed a lot of things.

"Then, Your Majesty, I await your arrival." Alice saluted the young man again to show her respect for him.

After a while, she seemed to think of something again, "By the way, I heard Edgar say that you want to have a fair duel with Agnes to learn swordsmanship?"

"Yeah, I have this idea." Aigron admitted. "Of course, if you don't want her to do anything with others, then I can withdraw my request."

"That's not necessary, it's good for Agnes to be taught a lesson..." At this time Alice spoke again, she smiled and pursed her mouth, looking at her sister who was walking with an umbrella in the distance, "Like her This kind of little girl who doesn't know how high the sky is, she doesn't know how to restrain herself after she goes out, and if something really happens, it will be troublesome."

Then she changed her words, "It's just... Are you really confident that you can win? My sister is very good. If you make a mistake, we've committed a big sin!"

"It happens that I am a person with excessive self-confidence, and I believe that I can win." Agron raised his chin proudly and looked at the young woman in front of him, "Don't worry, if Agnes can really beat me, I'll gladly admit defeat. It's just a game, there's no crime to speak of, and I'm not the kind of **** who takes his anger out of nowhere."

"Since that's the case, then I'm relieved..." Alice pursed her lips and smiled, "Then I'll look forward to your performance—in addition... I have one more thing I want to ask you."

Alice raised her head, then looked at the young man solemnly, "Agnes is innocent, her surname is not Treville, and she doesn't even know what's going on... I don't want her involved in this. In this troublesome situation, please keep her out of it! If the worst happens, I will silently accompany my husband to jail or exile, but Agnes has no reason to suffer the same crime!"

Looking at her persistent and nervous eyes, Aigron couldn't help but be moved.

It seems that Agnes is so close to her and desperately trying to protect her, not without reason.

"I am very happy to agree to your request." Aigron agreed immediately.