Eagle’s Glory

"I wish you success in Austria, Your Highness."

Aigron held the other's wrinkled hand, "Thank you, I will try my best, Your Excellency Marshal."

Marshal Marmont was obviously a little depressed. He neither overwhelmed the young man on the opposite side nor won the opponent in the refutation, so he was full of frustration.

Now facing the loss of power, he knows in his heart that his time has passed, and the younger generation will fill the vacancy.

Talleyrand had told him privately that he believed that the Roman king, who was approaching adulthood, would achieve something.

So when he was visiting Austria, he stopped by to see the old man's son.

As a result, the visit was not a pleasant one, and he found that he simply could not wash away the title of "betrayer" in front of this young man—a title that would accompany him for the rest of his life.

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

"You may be the best solution for you to be an Austrian prince." He gave the young man a gloomy glance, and then sighed, "In the past thirty years, the disputes in France have caused blood to flow; These disputes are still endless in these years, and whoever gets involved will be unlucky. Stay away from those whirlpools, you can have a peaceful and rich life, this may be God's last mercy to Bonaparte - Your Highness, take care."

After speaking, he turned and left.

As he walked out the door, the officers waiting for him outside hurriedly stood up from the sofa, saluted the marshal, and prepared to leave with him.

"Your Excellency Marshal, can I invite you all to lunch?" Aigron chased after him and asked Marshal Marmont. "After all, I haven't had the chance to see French soldiers for a long time."

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

Then, he hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

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

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

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

So Marshal Marmont left the room, leaving these officers behind.

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

However, now none of them dared to look him in the eye.

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

If you had a good conversation with Napoleon's son, wouldn't it be bad luck if you were accused of being black when you returned to China?

"Everyone, I'm really sorry, I put you in a dilemma because of my willful behavior." So he first smiled and apologized, "But I think that eating a meal will not affect your future, and since Your Excellency the Marshal has left you, so he won't take it to heart... So, I suggest that you let go of your concerns, enjoy a lunch, and satisfy the curiosity of my poor man. Come out. For reasons you all know, I will always have a good impression and respect for French soldiers."

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 cutlery, cut open the belly of the roast chicken, and cut it into small pieces to eat. "Okay, let's get started."

Under the leadership of the young people, these officers also began to eat, but they were obviously still a little cautious.

"Everyone here, has anyone participated in the recent battle in Spain?" Aigron asked.

The "Battle of Spain" he said did not refer to the war of expeditions to Spain in the late imperial years, but the war of 1823 when the Bourbon royal family sent troops to help the Spanish Bourbon royal family to quell the rebellion.

The officers looked at each other and nodded.

"Oh! Great, I have a group of real fighting heroes in front of me." Aegron laughed immediately, "Can you tell me about your experience in battle? Just treat it as dessert for lunch, I am very interested in this kind of story. Gentlemen, can this little curiosity of mine be satisfied?"

"His Royal 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 Aegron.

Aigron immediately looked at the officer.

He has a square face and looks honest and honest, but his eyes are very smart, and there is a shrewd light flashing at any time, which proves that he has a serious mind.

Maybe it was because he had been running around all year round, his skin was dark and his hands were covered with calluses, but his strong body looked particularly upright and energetic against the background of the military uniform.

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

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

Good, adventurous, he likes this kind of guy.

Although this kind of flamboyant guy is not likable, it is also very useful, especially since Aegron urgently needs to accumulate contacts, so he also looks at each other very kindly.

"Okay, let's talk!" He nodded.

Then, the officer Taotao kept talking.

It has to be said that he is not a good narrator, his eloquence is poor and his French accent is very heavy. Aigron had difficulty listening, but he still listened to the other party's story with the utmost 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's judgment.

"Thank you for telling me this, sir. I thank you for everything you have done for your country, and admire your courage and perseverance." He smiled friendly. "I think, with your loyal and fearless guardian, France Whoever is on the throne will be safe."

Seeing Aegron being so kind, the officer was obviously flattered, and his smile was even more flattering. "His Royal Highness, I grew up in the age of the empire. Although he unfortunately left the world because of fate's tricks, he is still a hero. I eagerly hope that you can achieve great things in Austria and live up to his prestige."

It stands to reason that it was a bit taboo for him to say these words, and it seemed that he really wanted to befriend him.

"Thank you, I will try my best." Aigron thanked him again, then reached out his hand and patted his shoulder kindly. "By the way, what's your name?"

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

After hearing this name, Aegron first didn't care, 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 puzzled by his behavior, "Have you heard my name..."

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

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

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

"I read about you in the newspaper, sir." Aegron looked at him excitedly, "the newspaper said you were a fighting hero who shed blood to defend Ali Pasha of Ioannina. Fighting hard. After hearing your story, I can't help but be filled with admiration... God bless me today to meet a true war hero! A soldier worthy of the French prestige!"

His expression was incomparably sincere, clearly heartfelt excitement.

"His Royal Highness... I really didn't expect your Austrian to hear about my little things." Morcerf was a little embarrassed at first, but subtly concealed the past, "I don't think I'm a war hero, because although I have exhausted I tried all my strength, but in the end I couldn't change the result, the Pasha family was unfortunately killed... It was a nightmare for me, I just want to forget it."

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

"If you wish to do this, then I can only accept it with the cheek." Morcerf replied with a wry smile, "Your Highness, but I think I'm just doing my duty as a soldier, which is not worth mentioning."

Aegron did not forget this episode. He paced the room, looking completely uplifted.

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

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

"Oh, having a wife and children, a happy and happy family is really enviable!" Aigron smiled and clapped his hands. "God bless those brave and sincere defenders, you really deserve it."

Then, he touched it from his arms, and then handed his pocket watch to the other party.

"Your Highness?" Morcerf was a little surprised.

"This is a gift I gave to your son." Aegron looked at him with a smile, "I sincerely hope that he can carry the courage of his ancestors and become a good man with an upright and promising future in the future."

Morcerf took the watch, then bowed his head gratefully, and saluted Aegron.

"Thank you, Your Highness! I will bring this gift and your blessings back to him in France, which 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 hearts of young people, but he did not expect that he would be so admired and loved by the former king of Rome as soon as they met.

His vanity was suddenly greatly satisfied, and the whole person was fluttering.

If this Highness succeeds in Austria in the future, then he will at least befriend one more top noble, which will definitely be of great help to his future.

"It's my honor to meet you, Mister Morcerf." Aigron grinned, full of affinity, "I'm really glad that I have the opportunity to see a French fighting hero, your glorious deeds It gave me a lot of encouragement and encouragement to understand that the difficult situation is just a grind for me - yes, being able to see your existence itself is the best news that God has brought me."

"His Royal Highness...you have won the prize..." Morcerf, who was already dizzy, didn't know how to respond, and could only repeat his modest words in a low voice.

Under Aigron's praise again and again, the atmosphere around the table has become quite warm.

However, the expressions of 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, chatted cordially with these officers, and each gave them some gifts that they had prepared.

It was only after lunch that Aigron bid farewell to the officers.

It can be seen that they are very happy, and their vanity is satisfied by being so entertained by Napoleon's son.

Aigron stood at the door, saying goodbye to them 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.

"His Royal Highness, I wish you all the best!" Morcerf gave Aigron a military salute full of excitement and surprise before turning around and leaving.

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

"Is there anything else? Major Villale?" During the conversation just now, Aigron already knew the other party's name, 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 a good person at all. Not from aristocratic background, his surname is fake.

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

"You're right to say that." Major Villalet smiled awkwardly, "but I assure you, he was by no means as brave and loyal as he appeared, a sad deserter--on the eve of the Battle of Waterloo. , he turned his back on the French army, followed General Bourmont to the enemy, and ran to the Prussian army, and his fortune began at that time!"

Agron'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 it just now." Major Villale replied coldly. "He's just a pathetic and shameful deserter who doesn't deserve your respect."

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

After the officer finished speaking, he strode away.

Aegron looked at their backs and seemed to be thoughtful.

After a long time, he returned to the room.

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

"Chanel!" Aegron shouted without concealing himself any longer.

Chanel trembled in fright at this sound, then turned back and looked at the beaming Aegron suspiciously.

"Your Highness? What's wrong?"

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

"His Royal 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 too happy... just give me a hug... I just want to vent my excitement, really, I'm excited!"

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

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

"Chanel, we have money!"