"Charles, take her down, take her!"

This simple but powerful statement shook Charles.

Looking at his grandson with flickering eyes, the old marquis couldn't help but laugh again. After all, it is a generation that has never experienced blood and fire, and no matter how smart and sensitive it is, it is difficult to have that kind of ruthless and direct imperial soldier style. In those days, bravery was the overriding theme, and no one knew if they would survive the next battle, so the romance of the imperial era was similar to war, short and intense, and there was a feeling of desperate pleasure before the end of the world.

I didn't expect that when it came to my grandchildren's generation, young people were a little more entangled and suffering from gains and losses, is this the progress of the times? Or is it a step backwards?

"What, don't you like her?" He asked, slightly deliberately.

"Uh...... ......," Charles was a little staggered, as he expected. "This ......"

"Is that still a little bit liked?" The old man raised his eyebrows, "Then don't hesitate for anything, do as I say, knock her down, and then take her away!" Charlotte, this child I know very well, although she is kind and gentle on the outside, she has an unwavering will and determination in her heart, once she decides that she will not easily change it, since she has come to the opposite side of you, then it is not okay not to defeat her, not to defeat her completely. ”

Charles pondered.

Looking at his grandson's appearance, the old man didn't urge him, let him think about it himself.

"Down with her......" Charles muttered.

"Of course, even if it's not for anything else, just because she's a king, you should take her down. The royal party is also our enemy, but it is not the primary enemy now. The Marquis continued to explain. Also, I'm just suggesting that God has His own arrangements, and you don't have to marry her. There are many suitable candidates in France, you just need to choose the one you like. ”

Suddenly, a moment later, he thought of something very important, something that had to be seriously reminded.

"Also, while I'm rooting for you and Charlotte, you must remember that your own safety is the most important thing. If what she's trying to do conflicts with your goals, don't hesitate not to be fooled by feelings, get it? Shire! ”

His eyes were very solemn, as if he was afraid that Charles would not know the weight of it. "Don't forget, in the final analysis, the royal party is also our enemy, although we have a common enemy for the time being, but sooner or later it will break up."

"I know that." Charles agreed with his grandfather.

The marquis's eyes were still sharp, as if he was deeply afraid that his grandson would go the wrong way. "Also, she can only compromise you, and you must not betray your organization because of her, do you know what I mean? I'm not telling you to be moral, but if it's advantageous, what's the point of being another Duke of Felt? I just mean, you can't run to a ship that's going to sink. The Bourbon dynasty is over, and there is no way to resurrect it, you understand?! ”

[The Duke of Felt refers to General Clark, who served the emperor during the Napoleonic era, but after the restoration of the Bourbon dynasty, he quickly defected to the imperial court, and was later appointed minister of war, and was also made a marshal by Louis XVIII. Because of his resolute suppression of his former comrades-in-arms who were still loyal to the emperor, he was greatly appreciated by the king. He died in 1818. 】

Looking at the old man full of worry, Charles couldn't help but laugh. "Of course I won't, don't worry, I will never let my feelings blind me to join the Wang Party, although there may be some cooperation."

"It's great that you can think through that." The old man nodded, then patted Charles on the shoulder again. "Charles, don't be too long-winded with an old man. I can feel my body weakening and weakening day by day, so I won't be able to give you directions and care for you for too long, and before that I have to teach you everything I can know and think of......"

Charles tried to comfort the Marquis, but the Marquis made a gesture to stop him.

"Don't say any meaningless words of comfort, I don't think I have anything to be pitiful, I feel lucky to be able to survive from the sea of corpses and blood. At this age, I'm not afraid to see God, I'm just afraid that you won't have a good time. So, if you really want to comfort me, listen to my experience and advice. ”

"Haode, grandpa." Charles bowed his head.

The old marquis took a sip of water and moistened his somewhat dry throat before speaking.

"As I said earlier, the Bourbons are finished, and they have not yet emerged from the shadow of the catastrophe of La Pennisierre, let alone suffered another major blow recently. In short, they are hopeless. ”

[In 1832, the Duchess of Berry returned to France to instigate a rebellion (background in Chapter 26 above), and the royal party members in the Vendée region of western France responded en masse and launched an armed rebellion. Government forces quickly moved in to quell the rebellion and quickly regained most of the rebel areas, and the royal party members were relegated to a corner of the castle called La Penissière. In order to prevent future troubles, the government army besieged the ancient castle and then directly set it on fire, so the royal party elements inside were basically wiped out, and there was not one out of ten. As a result, the powerful Bourbons were forced to temporarily silence and almost disappear. 】

Charles listened quietly.

"More important than some of the dead are that they can no longer be replenished, their time is over." The old marquis continued, "It is impossible for the supporters of the Bourbon dynasty to restore an era that has passed away and is impossible to reappear. Some people desperately fight for causes that are destined to fail – and do not win any approval from the people – may seem romantic and heroic, but they are almost worthless. I admire people like the Marquis of Bangchan, but they can't succeed in this day and age. ”

[The Marquis de Bangchamp was one of the leaders of the royal party during the Revolution, instigated and led a rebellion in the Vendée, and was killed by the revolutionary army in 1793. 】

"More than that, the Bourbons were destined to be unable to mobilize the people – or rather, they were not willing to do so at all. In the past, they had repeatedly instigated rebellions by exploiting the peasants, who had been brainwashed by religious ignorance, but with the passage of time this force would eventually weaken, and the peasants would not always support this organization, which in fact did not represent the interests of the peasants at all, so they were doomed to be a small group of people working alone, at most playing political tricks, as the revolution of 1830 had demonstrated. Charles added. And we, at least, can pretend to be representatives of the people. ”

"Yes!" The Marquis laughed and tapped the table lightly, "Incisive summary, Charles. You are always more perceptive than I imagined, and I am relieved that you can think of this step, aiqing cannot confuse your mind. ”

"So we broke up." Charles replied as a matter of course. "Before and after that, Charlotte tried to persuade and woo me several times, but I refused. I told her that allegiance to the Bourbons, who had gone into the coffin, was the most foolish thing of our time. I'd rather be separated from her than do such a stupid thing. ”

Even during the fifteen years of the Restoration, the Bourbons did not do much to prolong their lives for a while. Half because they couldn't do it, and half because they didn't want to do it, they were still doing the wrong thing (the aforementioned Noble Indemnity Act was one of them), and it seemed that France was still stuck a hundred years ago.

Between 1817 and 1818, die-hard conservatives conspired to pressure the Austrian and Russian governments to maintain a presence in France to deter the rebellious revolutionaries everywhere. In 1830 they were still calling on the Holy Alliance to send troops as soon as possible to put down the rebellion in the country.

How can a regime that only thinks of relying on foreign bayonets to maintain its rule still have vitality? So it collapsed as a matter of course, with no resistance to the popular uprising and the usurpation of power by the bourgeoisie.

So it's clear that the Bourbons are too angry and not worth speculating allegiance. Even if you don't cross the Shire, you won't do this, let alone know the final trend because of the crossing.

The Marquis looked at the gentle-looking and handsome grandson, even a little Sven.

Maybe he's not as undetermined as he fears?

That's for the best.

"Great, Charles, you've grown up. I'm happy to see that you think so clearly and decide which path you want to take. I'll look after you along the way, to the best of my ability. ”

In his tone, there is both relief and a slight trace of regret unique to the elders who "the child grows up and is no longer as dependent on himself as in the past".

Then, he stood up and, with a steady and slow pace, walked back to his bedroom.

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