Chapter 12 Entrustment
"Grandpa, we're here." When the carriage had come to a complete stop on the Count's palace in La Porta, Charles said respectfully to the Marquis de Treville, who was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.
"Oh, it's here?" The old marquis opened his eyes, still looking slightly tired, "Then let's get out of the car." β
Charles stepped out of the carriage first, but when he reached out to help the old man, he made a gesture to stop him.
"Charles, I'm not that old, I don't need to be like this."
After saying that, he walked straight down by himself.
It's really strong, Charles smiled bitterly in his heart.
Then he followed his grandfather and walked to the Count's mansion.
That's right, today Charles accompanied his grandfather to visit the Count of La Porta's palace.
Although it was summer, both of them were dressed very formally, so they both felt a little hot, but fortunately, the sky was now cloudy, and it was not unbearable. However, the air at this time was very dull, and everyone was a little depressed
"I'm afraid it's going to rain next minute, right? It's so hot and humid right now. Charles looked at the overcast sky and said subconsciously.
"There must be a time when repression will be released," replied the old Marquis in a whisper beside Charles, adding as if pointedly, "as if death would be liberating." β
"Is his illness really so severe?" Charles asked in a low voice, trying not to let the servant leading the way in front of him hear the conversation between the grandfather and grandson.
"A person is almost eighty years old, how can his body be well?" The Marquis of Treville replied with a wry smile. "But maybe it can last another year and a half."
Can it only last for another year and a half? Charles's heart fluttered slightly.
This represents: The other party's use value may be running out, and it will be less and less, and it is necessary to hurry.
That's right. Today he accompanied his grandfather to visit the former Marshal of the 6th Army, Count Olas Sebastiani de Laporta, an old friend of his grandfather's friends.
Although he had long since retired from the military and was at home for the rest of his life, a former 6th Army marshal would have a lot of influence in the army anyway, so it would be very beneficial to win his support - especially when Charles was serving in the 6th Army at this time.
Because of this, after hearing my grandfather say that the other party can only live for another year and a half. Charles couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart.
"Isn't a year and a half enough? Youngster? As if to see what Charles was thinking, the Marquis shook his head slightly, "Enough is enough." β
"It's enough." Charles hurriedly straightened his attitude. "I just think this marshal is a little pitiful...... After all, that's what happened. β
That's right. Just three years ago, the only daughter of the marshal was killed by his son-in-law, the Duke of Plasland, and this kind of situation in his later years is indeed worth lamenting.
"If you really have mercy on him. Then let's treat it as if nothing is born. The old marquis turned his head suddenly. "I know Aulas, he's not the kind of person who likes to be pitied. β
"Okay, I see, Grandpa." Charles nodded hurriedly.
The grandfather and grandson did not wait long in the reception room when an old man with a gray head walked in with a cane. It seems to be the marshal himself.
Because he was at home, the old man was dressed casually, and his upper body was just wearing a shirt. His face was tired and wrinkled. The exposed skin was also wrinkled, and it looked old and decrepit. Maybe it's because of old age and illness. His eyes were dark, his movements were slow, and he had to rely on a cane to move around the room.
But even so, there seems to be a lot of fortitude in his expression that has accumulated over decades of his career.
"Victor, you're finally here." The old man smiled at the sight of the Marquis de Treville, and then put his staff aside, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. β
"Auras, don't say that, I'm not here!" The Marquis of Treville hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hands to hug his old friend, "It looks like you're quite energetic." β
"Where, it's just barely holding on," the marshal shook his head with a wry smile, "It's already this age, what else can I do?" It's you, but you're still in good spirits, which is admirable. β
"Ha, I'm just barely holding on, who doesn't get old." The Marquis of Treville smiled as well, then pointed to Charles next to him, "This is my grandson, Charles. β
The marshal turned his gaze to Charles, who hurriedly bowed to the other party.
After taking a closer look at the Charles, the marshal nodded with satisfaction,
"Oh! It's really a talent, no wonder it can be so famous! Victor, congratulations...... To have such a good grandson. β
"Hah, where are you?" The Marquis shook his head, but obviously didn't mean much modesty, "He's just a young man, and he still has a lot to learn, and he also needs the guidance and help of us older generations." β
"Guidance and help......," the marshal smiled dumbly, "Victor, even if you care about your grandson, you don't have to get to the point so quickly......
Then, without waiting for the marquis to reply, he took his seat, and motioned for the grandfather and grandson to sit down as well.
"Young man, because of my relationship with your grandfather, I'll call you Xia, right? Don't mind, right? β
"Of course, it's my pleasure!" Charles hurriedly replied. "Marshal, my grandfather told me about many of your glorious deeds, so I have been very respectful of you since I was a child, you must not be polite to me, just support me."
"That's right, Mr. President's big celebrity, the current important member of the state, how can such a person support him casually?" The marshal shook his head again, "However, even with such an honor, it surprises me that you can be so humble and discreet, you have a bright future, young man. β
"Thank you for the compliment."
"Are you getting used to it in the 6 Army now? There are so many big and coarse people in there, if you stay with them. But learn to be patient. The marshal looked at Charles with a smile again.
"Hmm...... Now the work is quite smooth, and I haven't encountered too many problems. Charles replied hurriedly.
"Auras, you and I have both been in the 6th Army. Don't you all understand? The 6th Army is the most factional, and Charles walked in halfway, so it would be nice to get along with them a little bit......" Marquis Treville interjected with a smile, "So I would like to ask you for help to make it easier for Charles to do things in the future." β
"Of course it's right, we're friends, and you've helped me so much." Seeing that the other party was so single-handed. The marshal was no longer ready to dodge. "I don't know how much influence I still have in the old department, but I will try to tell them as much as I can and get them to cooperate with your work...... Shire. However, I would like to warn you that although it is now beneficial to you, it is not yet at full maturity, and you must not rush it. Don't make too much of a name for yourself now. Just do it step by step and ......"
"Of course we know that." Charles nodded. He was right. The Bonapartists are not now in doubt about a coup, "but there is one thing we would like to ask for your help with. β
"What's the matter?"
"Although Mr. President does not intend to solve the problem in one fell swoop, he also sees the urgency and necessity of dealing with the command of the 6th Army." Charles lowered his voice, "So, he decided to find some reliable generals so that he could slowly reshape the command system of the 6th Army in the future." He specifically wanted me to ask a question. Do you have any reliable generals? β
The marshal bowed his head and fell into deep thought. He was a little smacked at the determination and execution of the Bonapartists to quickly find collaborators in order to take control of the army. I'm afraid I'm not the only one they've looked for.
"It's a big deal. I don't have an answer right now. After a moment of silence, he replied in a low voice.
"No problem, we don't have to ask you to answer now." Charles hurriedly waved his hand, "What the president means is, please try to see if there are any people who match your heart, although you can recommend them, we will find a way to make them serve the country." β
"Okay, I'll pay attention to that later." The marshal nodded.
Then, he seemed to sigh a little tiredly, "Ah, when people are old, they are old, and after talking about serious things for a while, my head is a little dizzy." β
"Auras, why don't you rest again?" Seeing that his old friend was a little lacking in energy, the old marquis hurriedly built a marshal.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a little tired." The marshal stretched out his hand to support his chin and barely held his mind, "Victor, I will do what you ask me to do...... Hope it helps. β
Looking at the exhausted marshal, the Treville grandfather and grandson looked at each other, and once again sighed in their hearts that each other's time was running out.
"So, may I ask you to do me a favor too?" After a moment of silence, the marshal looked up at the Marquis again, "A private matter. β
The marshal's gaze at the old marquis was full of a person's trust in his friends, and an old man who was about to die was finally attached to the world.
"Just say it, Aulas!" The Marquis of Trevil couldn't help but feel a sour in his heart. "As long as Charles and I can do it, we will!"
"Thank you, Victor." The marshal nodded gratefully, then reached out and shook the bell on the table.
"Call Gaston here." When the servant came in, the marshal gave the servant an order.
After the servant had taken the order to leave, the marshal turned to look at the marquis.
"Gaston is my grandson, and has lived in my house since he inherited that man's title. He is now in secondary school and is back today. He also has a younger brother, Anthony, but he is not at home now, and Fanny ...... When Vanny was alive, she was very fond of both of them...... Both children are grown up now, if Fanny is still alive...... If Fonny were still around...... "The marshal suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, as if to hide his tears, "I must be happy." β
The two Treville grandchildren looked at each other again, and vaguely understood in their hearts what the marshal meantβhe probably felt that his life was short, and he was worried about the future of his grandchildren. So I'm going to entrust my grandchildren to the TrΓ©ville family to take care of them.
Because the old man was grieving his departed beloved daughter, the grandfather and grandson did not speak until the servant brought a young man over. The silence of the reception room was broken.
"This is my grandson Gaston," the marshal regained his spirits, and introduced his grandson to the two guests, then looked at the boy again. "Gaston, hurry up and salute the two Monsieurs de Treville."
The young man was dressed in black with a waistcoat underneath, but he looked even more youthful against the background of this adult dress; He is white and pure. The brown head on his head was also neatly combed, and he looked like a middle school student, but his lips were slightly bearded. Indicates that he has walked a considerable distance on the ladder of adulthood.
Ever since he came in, he had been cautious, but he had been secretly looking at the two guests, his eyes curious. There is also a young man's ignorance of the sky and the height of the earth.
This young man, who is now only fifteen or sixteen years old, looks shy. That is, the grandson of the marshal, the Duke of Plasland of this generation, Gaston Louis Philippe de Choiseul Plasland.
After hearing his grandfather's order, he hurriedly bowed down and saluted the two Charles.
"It's really a talent, and my brother won't be bad if he thinks about it, right?" The Marquis of Treville nodded approvingly, "Auras, it seems that I should envy you too." β
The marshal just smiled and did not talk. Apparently very happy with his grandson as well.
"Now at Henry IV Secondary School?" Charles also asked, "That's my junior." I graduated from there that year. What are Gaston's usual grades? β
"It's okay." The marshal replied beside him, "I got an excellent in several courses. β
"That's pretty good!" Charles looked at the young duke and nodded with a smile, "Gaston, although it has been several years since I finished my course, I still know some of the faculty inside, if you have any trouble in the future, just tell me, I will try my best to help." β
"Thank you for your concern, sir, but I think I can take care of it myself," said the young man, who was politely respectful to Charles, but apparently reserved that he did not intend to be respectful to Charles.
"Oh! Very good! This kind of young arrogance made Charles laugh, and he even felt like he had seen Albert back then.
"Alright, Gaston, you can go back first." After introducing the guests to each other, the marshal waved his hand again.
After the boy left, he looked at the guests again. "Victor, you saw that too, right? I'm old and I know that my days are numbered, I don't worry about myself, I just don't worry about them......"
"Pity the grandfather in this world!" The old marquis sighed, "I am also a grandfather, I understand your feelings, don't worry, Auras." β
Then, he pointed to Charles, "Charles, promise Aulas that you will take care of the two Gaston brothers in the future." β
Obviously, this is a trading condition, but also a grandfather's request.
What's the reason not to say yes?
"Don't worry, Count. I can assure you that I will do my best to take care of the two Duke brothers and give them a wonderful future in the future. Charles bowed to the marshal again, "As long as my own future remains, I will not let them suffer." β
"That's good, thank you." As if sensing the sincerity of the two Trevile's ancestors and grandchildren, the marshal closed his eyes in relief, "It's okay to have a future or something, as long as you don't let them grow up and go down the wrong path...... We've left them enough, and I just want them to get through their lives in peace...... Gaston is now a duke, and when he grows up, he will be able to use such a large inheritance, and I am afraid that he will become a prodigal son of profligacy, and ruin his family fortune and lose himself; Anthony too, he's usually so naughty, if no one cares, how can he get it when he grows up? Charles, just leave it at that, let Gaston follow you into politics in the future, he listens to you, you lead the way; And Anthony's words, let him enter the army, as long as you watch them, they will be fine...... Please......"
Until the two of them left, the marshal's chatter just now still seemed to echo in the ears of the two Trevile's ancestors and grandchildren, and the marshal's expression full of love touched both of them in their hearts.
"Charles, promise me, the promise just now, don't just talk, you must take care of them in the future." On the departing carriage, the Marquis of Treville suddenly ordered Charles, "I'm afraid Olas really doesn't have much time, and we have to help him complete this last request." β
"If I can, I'll do my best." Charles replied in a low voice.
That's the biggest commitment he can make.
"That's good." The old marquis breathed a sigh of relief, "So that he can leave with peace of mind!" β
After sighing, the old marquis sat all the time, looking out the window, not knowing what he was thinking. Charles didn't know what to say for a while, so he remained silent all the way.
"In fact, what kind of love can be better than the love of grandfathers for grandchildren!" I don't know how long it took, but the old marquis finally sighed again, "Charles, hurry up and marry Charlotte, so that Philip and I can see our great-grandson before we die." β
Charles lowered his head, not knowing how to answer.
It seems that the marshal's cousin has also hooked this grandfather's concern for his grandchildren.
"And Fran, I'm worried about her too, you really make me feel uneasy......" the old marquis sighed again, "don't you know?" Only when I see that both of you are happy can I pass with peace of mind! (To be continued!)
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