"Your Majesty, King Charles X of France,

I'm sorry to hear that I've been upsetting you recently because of some of my personal matters.

In order for you to be able to govern the country with peace of mind, and to clear away the stigma that has suddenly occurred, allow me to explain to you a brief explanation of what happened.

Last month, a gentleman named Gordon came to visit me at Schönbrunn Palace, claiming to be an advisor to His Excellency the Duke of Orleans, and he made a series of offers to me, the most important of which was to ask me to declare my support for the House of Orleans against you in exchange for a series of favours, which I am afraid you are worried about.

But, contrary to your fears, I did not hesitate to reject his offer, not only out of respect for the Bourbons, but because I would not allow my supporters, if they still exist, to risk a cause that has nothing to do with them in exchange for my own glory.

It seems to me that my father's adventure of 1815 was a mistake enough, and I could not and would not like to repeat it, and I would not be willing to join the Orleans family in allowing this bad family to succeed.

Since France no longer belongs to the House of Bonaparte, it may be better to return it to you, and I sincerely wish you a long and healthy life, and that you will heal the wounds of this country for thirty years with your rule.

The Capetian family ruled France for nearly ten centuries, and your ancestors did a great job. Though your family has suffered in recent decades, now that the storm has passed, I beseech you, with the mercy of a king, to extend mercy and blessing upon each of your people, and grant them peace and prosperity.

I think that as long as you do this, then you don't have to worry about the shadow left by the past history, and you don't have to care about me, an ordinary person who is thousands of miles away.

I solemnly assure you that the political situation in France has nothing to do with me, that I am now only thinking about living my life in Austria, and that I have no intention of interfering with the order of France, and that I will not support any French who challenge your rule.

Not your friends but still with respect for you—"

In the early morning sun, Aiglon, sitting on the windowsill, finished the letter he was going to send to the King of France in one go.

At the end of the inscription, he was originally going to write the name "François Charles Bonaparte", but in the end, in order not to irritate the sensitive nerves of the old king, who was already approaching 70 years old, he changed the inscription to "Franz, Duke of Lechstedt." ”

He was very satisfied with the guarantee he had come up with after thinking about it for a long time.

The wording of the letter was very obvious concession and compromise, and the tone was very humble enough to satisfy the vanity of the old king.

But in reality he gave no guarantees, nothing abandoned, only vague assurances that he was "now" unwilling to interfere in French politics and not to support any actions of the House of Orleans.

In the future, as long as I run away, I can change my mind at any time and find a statement such as "Although I have no intention of power, I am well aware of the suffering of the French people, and for the well-being of the French people and the future of the nation, I am willing to overcome the fear in my heart and bravely assume my due responsibility" can overturn this pledge.

With this letter, King Charles X would at most be able to silence the supporters of Orleans without hurting him in the slightest.

With a slight sense of pride, he carefully packed the letter into an envelope, sealed it with red paint, and tucked it away in his desk.

Just as he was about to ask Chanel to make him another cup of coffee, a visit from a court attendant disrupted his rhythm.

"Your Majesty will set off for a cruise through the countryside after lunch, and he hopes that you will be able to accompany him, Your Highness." The squire smiled and saluted him respectfully, "You can prepare now." ”

Although he was slightly surprised, Agron nodded his head in agreement.

"Okay, I see, thank Your Majesty for giving me such an honor."

The attendant did not leave immediately, but continued to smile, lowered his voice and added a word.

"It is expected that Her Royal Highness Princess Teresa will also be on your side, Your Highness, and I wish you a pleasant journey."

Then he turned and left.

Aiglon could clearly feel that the palace attendants and officials had been significantly warmer about him recently.

This must not be because he is getting more and more handsome, but because of Archduke Karl and Teresa.

The court is full of etiquette and smiles, but it is also full of indifference and snobbery, and in the eyes of these people he was just a subordinate of a person who lived in the court and had an empty title, so he only maintained a superficial politeness; But now, seeing that His Majesty the Emperor seemed to be interested in marrying the daughter of Archduke Karl, their attitude immediately changed.

In other words, in their eyes, they now have the hope of becoming a human being in the future, and they need to curry favor with them.

From the beginning, he wanted to use the prestige of Archduke Karl to create favorable conditions for himself, but he didn't expect that this would not be a big change.

He finally understood thoroughly the tireless teachings of his teachers, and they were indeed not mistaken.

Although he and his teachers had different goals, they wanted to stay in Austria more comfortably and they only wanted to slip away, but for the time being, it was profitable to have a good relationship with Teresa.

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After lunch, the carriages were escorted by the guards, and His Majesty the Kaiser temporarily bid farewell to his Schönbrunn Palace with great pomp and circumstance, heading out for the wilderness and villages on the outskirts of Vienna.

It's early autumn, the most comfortable time of the year, and it's a great time to go hunting.

His Majesty the Emperor makes frequent tours of this time of year in order to experience the pleasures of the fields and the countryside, and Agelon has followed him several times in the past, but this time he is no longer an inconspicuous little transparent, but seems to have faintly become a focal point.

Naturally, there was another person like him - Princess Teresa, the eldest daughter of the Grand Duke of Karl, was also invited to participate in the parade for the first time, as the chamberlain leaked in advance.

The court has always been a place of gossip, and by now there is probably no one who is unaware of the marriage plan that is already being carried out in substance, so the attendants and noblewomen are whispering, watching the good fortune of His Royal Highness the Duke of Lechstedt, and the latest progress of this plan.

However, Agron didn't care about this, he was never afraid of words.

In the evening, the convoy of the court came to a halt in a small village in the middle of the wilderness.

The village is located in a dense forest, with sparse houses and only one manor villa in the center, which is enough for His Majesty, who is suffocated in the middle of the court, to experience the authentic village life.

Under the guidance of the attendants, Aiglon and His Majesty the Emperor came to the living room of the villa, so many people were crowded among them, and the living room was slightly cramped, but His Majesty the Emperor sat directly on the chair next to the fireplace, looking in a good mood.

"I can finally get away from the annoying things." He glanced at the people in the room, "Ladies and gentlemen, here you can think of yourself as attending a squire's party, and do whatever you want, except for one - you are not allowed to talk about any political topics, can you do it?" ”

His Majesty's will of course will be carried out to the greatest extent, and the people in the living room have responded one after another.

"Good." His Majesty the Emperor nodded in satisfaction, and then suddenly changed to a more gentle tone, "Franz, Theresa, come here." ”

Agron honestly stepped out of the crowd, and Princess Teresa walked up to him.

Aigron looked at Teresa, today she was no longer the jeweled and dazzling appearance of the banquet, and she had returned to the simple dress when the two of them first met, just wearing a light yellow dress.

Teresa noticed that Agron was looking at her, a little shy at first, but still bowed slightly to him respectfully.

His Majesty the Emperor carefully looked at the two children in front of him, and then couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh, what a handsome and lovely two children...... It's the pride of our family, isn't it? ”

Of course, no one dared to object to His Majesty's words, and people nodded in agreement, which made Teresa even more ashamed and lowered her gaze and did not dare to look at people.

After laughing for a while, His Majesty the Emperor restrained his expression and then looked at the young man.

"Franz?"

"What do you command, Your Majesty?" Aglon hurriedly asked.

"You always say that you want to be able to achieve something in your pen, and although I agree with this, I always have some doubts in my heart, after all, this kind of thing is not enough to have a desire, and you have to have some talent - so, today I want to test whether you have this talent."

Aglon was taken aback.

"You...... How would you like to test it? ”

"Why don't you write a poem here?" His Majesty the Emperor smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on his forehead swayed, "Commemorate today's trip to the countryside, and by the way, let Teresa evaluate it, what do you think?" ”

Aglon was even more surprised, he didn't expect his maternal grandfather to make such an abrupt request, he was unprepared beforehand.

The palace attendants hadn't informed themselves before, and it seemed that His Majesty the Emperor had a good time playing by himself, so he made a temporary request.

However, now, it is really difficult for him to refuse.

"I ...... I can try it, Your Majesty. But please understand that I didn't prepare in advance, I can only improvise, and if the level is low, please don't blame me. ”

"It's okay." His Majesty the Emperor smiled and shook his head.

Agron was silent for a moment, thinking for a moment.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, he smiled sheepishly, and then slowly spoke, reading out his improvised sonnet.

"The setting sun dyes the village with honorable gold

The dove also accompanied the king's coming

The Lord of the earth separates himself from the world

Just want to forget the joy of the mortal world for a while

Even so, he was apprehensive

You can't let go of the bonds on your throne

It was the love of the subjects and the responsibility of the empire

He had resisted a terrible frenzy

has also suffered ups and downs in stormy seas

How can we repeat the mistakes of the past now?

He had a sword in his hand and compassion in his heart

He wants to destroy evil

He will be gracious

May God bless! Those who dedicate themselves to the country, his heart will always be clear! ”