Flowers, Swords and France

"Charles, are you interested in doing diplomacy next? I think you have this talent..."

Louis Bonaparte's casual question made Charles feel a little overwhelmed for a moment, and even the Marquis de Treville next to him twitched a little uncomfortably after hearing it.

What exactly did he mean by this? Charles' mind could not help but turn rapidly.

Strictly speaking, this is indeed a reward-in Europe, where powerful countries are everywhere, diplomacy is indeed an extremely important political matter, so much so that in many European countries, the Minister of Foreign Affairs is actually the first minister.

Since Louis Bonaparte said that he wanted Charles to "do diplomacy", he would definitely not just let him be a small clerk or an ambassador to a foreign country, but would give him important powers within the scope of diplomacy-although he would not let him become the Minister of Foreign Affairs at such a young age.

It's just... saying this arrangement on this occasion really makes people wonder-especially when he has already made a lot of changes in the Ministry of War.

"Charles, what do you think of this idea?" Seeing that Charles was still thinking, Louis Bonaparte asked again.

"Sir, I have never thought about what you said to me before..." Charles replied quickly, "Please forgive me for not knowing how to answer now."

"Oh, it's okay, I also know that it's too unexpected for you to say this now." Louis-Bonaparte waved his hand tolerantly, "Anyway, there is no rush now, you can think about it slowly... Now I am convinced that you have played a much greater role than anyone else in helping me win the hearts of the army."

After a pause. He looked at Charles with a strange look. "Besides, let a Treville engage in diplomacy. Isn't it just to shut up these pretentious foreigners? Charles, there are not many people among us who can do this..."

Although I don't know whether it is true or not. But Charles suddenly felt in his heart that based on his understanding of Louis-Bonaparte, this kind of envy and jealousy is indeed Louis-Bonaparte's mentality.

Like his uncle, he envied those nobles very much, and had a hidden sense of inferiority, so after taking power, he tried every means to get close to them. In his heart, Charles de Treville was not only a good assistant, but also a good vase for his power, a luxurious ornament that could be displayed in front of the courts of all Europe.

From this point of view. It is not surprising that he wanted Charles to engage in diplomacy to add luster to himself.

However, Charles also knew that he would make this decision for more than just this reason.

He turned his eyes slightly, and then inadvertently met his grandfather's eyes. At this time, Marshal Treville was also looking at him with concern.

After the two grandparents looked at each other for a moment, the Marquis of Treville squinted slightly.

After years of getting along, Charles had already understood his grandfather's thoughts. He was shocked and seemed to find it difficult to believe his grandfather's decision. However, when he cast his eyes again inquiringly, his grandfather had turned his face away.

Then there was nothing to hesitate.

"No... don't think about it anymore. I am very grateful for giving me such an opportunity, sir." Although he was confused. But Charles still made his tone very excited, "You know, actually... I have always wanted to participate in diplomatic affairs. I am very interested in confrontation with other countries. This is the opportunity I have been looking forward to! I was just worried that the current things would be interrupted. So that it would bring some bad influence to our cause..."

"Your worry is reasonable, so what I mean is. After all the affairs are handled, you can go..." Louis-Bonaparte replied with a smile, "So, Charles, now we have to rely on you to continue to work hard."

In other words, after launching a coup and pushing him to the supreme throne, Charles will be transferred to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Charles' face was still full of smiles. "This is what I have been looking forward to, sir."

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After the dinner was over, the president left the dining place first, and other dignitaries also began to leave.

After the congratulators gathered around the Marquis of Treville dispersed, Charles finally found a gap and got close to his grandfather.

"Grandpa, what is going on?" He asked in a low voice. "Why did you ask me to agree immediately?"

"Do you have any room to refuse, young man?" Perhaps because he was really tired today, the Marquis of Treville didn't look very happy, and just glanced at Charles.

This rhetorical question made Charles hesitate for a moment.

"If... if I insist, he... he may not insist." Finally, Charles answered with a lack of confidence.

"Yes, that's right, maybe he won't support it." The old man nodded with a sneer, "But what does this mean to you? Do you think you can achieve anything in your current position without his support?"

"... How could he not support me?" Charles was shocked. "I... I have done so many things for him!"

"So he has already given us something in return. It can even be said that he has given us enough." Marquis Treville gently shook the marshal's staff in his hand, "Charles, sometimes we have to put ourselves in other people's shoes. Thinking about the situation, we can think about a lot of other things.”

"What do you mean..." Charles opened his eyes wide and finally figured out something.

Then, he couldn't help laughing, "He...why would he think so? How could I..."

"It doesn't matter what you think. What matters is that you have such ability - even if you don't have it now, you will have it one day. As a leader, he must prepare for a rainy day. So, face the reality, Ciel." The old man sighed, then squeezed his grandson's hand, "Besides, this result is not bad. He will have to continue to rely on us..."

Yes, the Treville family has climbed too high in the army now. Charles did even better than Louis Bonaparte had imagined, relying on the cooperation of his new minister of war, General Saint-Arnaud. He purged the War Department in one fell swoop and advanced the planned institutional reforms in an orderly manner. At the same time, he also used this opportunity to promote many people who were loyal to him.

So, in Louis Bonaparte's mind, is the Treville family too prominent in the army now?

The old man has just been promoted to marshal, and may be the commander of a huge expeditionary force in the future. If the young man stays in the army in the future, who knows how big a stir he can make - at least Louis - Bonaparte had reason to be worried.

Therefore, Jean Charles left the War Office at the appropriate time and became involved in foreign affairs. On the one hand, it is a reward for him, preparing him to become famous throughout Europe; on the other hand, it is also a check and balance measure to prevent the Treville family from being unable to control.

Maybe it's not that he doesn't trust or be suspicious of the Treville family, it's just a necessary method for a politician to check and balance his subordinates. However, Ciel still felt a little uncomfortable.

Although he was not opposed to participating in foreign affairs in his own heart, he still felt very uncomfortable with this kind of situation.

"I've heard some rumors recently," the old man said, casting his gaze into the distance. The voice was also deliberately lowered, "Joseph Bonaparte spoke ill of you several times in front of the president, saying that you would not be willing to be just an assistant."

"Is he worthy of talking about me?" An anger gradually ignited in Charles's heart, and he sneered. "Is it because of his words that..."

"Don't worry, it's a good thing if someone always talks bad about you in front of the president. The president won't change his mind because of this. At least not now." The old man shrugged nonchalantly, "Char. Be honest and do your best now. God will reward us for what we have to do.”

"After all, he is not as good as the emperor." Charles lowered his head and replied dully, "If he were the emperor, he would not be afraid of his own men."

"Come on..." As if he heard some joke, Marquis Treville laughed sarcastically again, "If you haven't been around the emperor, don't keep saying such arbitrary things. I can see clearly that back then, The Emperor was always on guard against Talleyrand and Bernadotte."

"But..." Ciel opened his eyes wide.

I can actually be treated like this?

"It's nothing, Charles, this is a great honor, and you are qualified to receive it." The old man suddenly turned his head and looked at Charles with emotion, "My grandson, is this such a small thing? Can I stop you?"

Charles was silent.

He finally had a grasp of the situation.

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It turned out that, unknowingly, due to his various achievements, he had become in the eyes of everyone a talent that was too outstanding to be controlled, and was even regarded as a younger version of Talleyrand. So much so that Louis Bonaparte began to think about how to check and balance himself!

Should we feel sad or honored?

At least Ciel felt very honored.

Seeing Charles's sudden realization, Marquis Treville was also filled with relief.

This is my grandson, even the emperor's heir is afraid of him!

In this emotional situation, he decided to have some friendship with his grandson.

"Okay, Charles, don't worry." He leaned into Charles's ear and whispered, "You don't have to leave the War Department now, there is still time! Think of ways to leave as much influence as possible... ...Also, I have everything, will I let you suffer? Although I am already old, But my mind is still clear, and I know what to do... Charles, there are some things that can only be said between the two of us. As long as we keep the power in our hands, are we still afraid that we will be kicked away? No matter how impatient Napoleon is, can’t he only use Talleyrand and Fouche?”

His hint is already very obvious - he intends to use every opportunity he has to cultivate private power so that his grandson will not suffer a loss a hundred years from now.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Charles, who was full of gratitude, hugged his grandfather tightly, feeling that his heart, which was suddenly hurt today, had regained its confidence. ,

"Only between us Treville can there be complete loyalty..."

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As time went by, the military parade prepared by Charles and others had come to an end. Troops participating in the review began to march to the outskirts of the Satori parade ground, preparing to gather there again and leave Satori in various ways.

Satori, which had been bustling for a while, returned to silence again, and countless ribbons, flags, and leather were left on the empty land.

Many workers and soldiers were cleaning up these remaining items, while the fences, walkways, and viewing platforms were retained to cope with possible future military parades.

In this sparse crowd, Charles wandered aimlessly, staring at the seemingly endless wasteland in the distance.

The guards followed in the distance, carefully staring at the surroundings.

Before, the news that Charles had been shot soon reached Louis Bonaparte's ears, and it also aroused his great anger. Contrary to his usual calm image, he summoned the Minister of the Interior and severely reprimanded him. It was precisely because of this reprimand that the city's security has become more stringent recently, and even Charles has been accompanied by several guards when he travels.

Although Charles was somewhat touched by this kindness, it was a bit inconvenient after all, but this was also a kindness that he could not refuse, so he had to accept it first.

However, because of what happened today, Charles decided to send all these people back as soon as possible to avoid letting his every move fall into the eyes of others.

In the cold wind of the wilderness, Charles quietly thought about the situation he was facing now.

Strangely enough, he didn't hate Louis Bonaparte now-after all, he was just doing what he needed to do in his position.

What about me? Should I also do what I need to do?

He suddenly asked himself.

He hated being manipulated, especially when he now had great power.

Yes, I support Louis Bonaparte, but I don't have to be loyal to the Bonaparte family... If I have to obey a person just because he got a surname by luck, it's too ridiculous!

I can't allow my future and destiny to be easily changed because of someone's mood or a few words, even if it gets better.

Finally, Charles made up his mind.

He didn't realize that, unexpectedly, as his status and power grew, he had developed a more intense ambition than before.

If before, he was fighting for the cause of the Bonaparte family and fighting for himself, then after that, he was fighting for himself and fighting for the Bonaparte family. (To be continued...)