For the canonization of the baron, Garion actually didn't care, even if he put it in the position of the French emperor, his heart did not fluctuate. So he didn't show the same surprise and joy as the others, but showed a very calm look of read.

Although in the eyes of others, Gallion's canonization of a baron is an inspirational story that is very positive and echoes the core values of French society, but only he knows that the canonization of a baron is to make an educational example to the world, which is actually useless.

Although they say they are very envious, but in fact, they are really envious in their hearts, they don't know, it's just that poverty limits their imagination, and Garion doesn't care about the identity of a baron at all. The brief commotion that appeared on the train quickly subsided, after all, they were only curious about Galian's baronial status, and as for titles such as literary masters, in the eyes of the common people, there was no knighthood worth anything at all.

Garion continued to gag with the people around him, who did not regard the man who had been awarded the knight as a special celebrity, on the contrary, there was no sense of celebrity in her at all. It's just an ordinary Parisian man.

And Garian has repeatedly emphasized, "I'm really just an ordinary person." There's nothing to pay attention to, and there's no need for anyone to have any special awe for me. ”

The locomotive, with its billowing smoke, continued to advance through the flowing Seine, and officially entered the heart of the Paris basin, which was already in August, and the hyacinths and lavender along the way were in full bloom, paving a purple and red scene on the plain next to the railroad tracks.

Ardai opened the window, and the scent of flowers wafted into the interior of the train, and she was surprised to recall the memories of living in Paris ten years ago, the picnic of her father and mother, and the uncle Balzac, who often joked that she would marry her when she grew up.

Looking at Alde, who was smirking and silent for a long time, Galian asked with concern, "What's wrong?" What the hell is going on? ”

"Nothing."

Adei shook her head, her first genuine smile since returning to Paris.

"Looking out the window at the lavender and hyacinths, and smelling the scent in the air, I was reminded of some of the pleasant old days. It feels like it's been a long time, and I've been happy like this,"

Garian took her hand and said slowly, "Alda, you know what? By the connection of scent with emotional memories, we call this phenomenon the Proust effect. ”

"Oh?"

Unexpectedly, the erudite Garion could still analyze the reason, she tilted her head and asked, "Then who proposed the Proust effect?" Proust? ”

"Like, I don't remember much."

Garian quickly changed the subject, because this effect originated from the great writer Proust's famous work "Reminiscences of the Past", in which he devoted a full four pages to delicately depicting the memories of time drawn by a small madeleine cake. Of course, if this way of water numbers is placed in today's online articles, Proust's book is probably scolded for shameless hydrology.

Seeing a field of hyacinths, Garion knew he was not far from his destination, and soon the train pulled into Paris's Gare du Nord, a long journey by ship and train to the final stop.

He returned to the bustling city of Paris, and set foot on this place of destination with a mission, the train slowly approached the platform, and when it was completely stopped, the carriage door was opened. Garian picked up his suitcase and followed the crowd to the platform with Balanchi and Ardai in his left and right hands.

When he first arrived in Paris, Galian sent a telegram to Zola, clearly telling the other party when he would return, hoping that he would be able to pick him up at the Gare du Nord.

Deep, low-key, he looked like the people around him, but that conjecture soon became wrong.

However, the surrounding travelers finally know how popular this ordinary Parisian man who has been emphasizing himself is.

In addition to the platform, a group of guards from the Tuileries Palace had already appeared on the platform, controlling the surrounding situation. Soldiers armed with spears and wearing blue-gray uniforms made the other travelers present feel that something was wrong. Generally speaking, such a reception is only possible when the distinguished guests of the Tuileries Palace have just arrived in Paris.

However, they did not hear on the train that the first-class carriage was strictly controlled, nor did they hear that there were other French guards walking around the carriage, so the guards who appeared here became very suspicious, and with this thought, some of them deliberately slowed down to see who would be treated with such solemnity.

However, something even more surprising happened, when they saw Princess Mathilde appear on the platform, the crowd instantly boiled. The originally quiet crowd began to boil like oil dripping into a boiling pot, and they scrambled to see the princess's prosperous beauty, but they were tightly stopped by the guards, afraid that something would go wrong.

Even Princess Mathilde came out to greet her in person, who had such treatment? A question mark was branded in everyone's hearts. The princess, who searched the crowd, seemed to see something, she pointed in the direction of one of the carriages, and the guards rushed over there with understanding, quickly and forcefully pushed away the crowd of people, rushed directly into the crowd, and walked in front of the inconspicuous man and two women in the crowd.

Everyone around them looked at Garion like a pig-like monster, watching him quickly surrounded by the royal guards. Princess Mathilde, escorted by the guards, slowly walked in front of Galian.

The other passengers, who were still gagging together on the train, now looked at Garian in surprise, as if they had been maliciously deceived by the man in front of them before.

"You...... Say you're just an ordinary little person? ”

The middle-aged man who was chatting with his family before getting off the train looked at the young man in front of him who was speechless with confident eyes, "The person who can be ceremoniously received by the royal family, you actually say that you yourself are an ordinary person?" ”

The man who was stimulated by his heart said bitterly, "Baron Garion, this joke of yours is really too much, have you considered the feelings of us ordinary people!!! ”