On April 16, 1866, the sky was cloudless in early spring.

In the fields on the outskirts of the Château de Fontainebleau, the blue uniforms of the French Imperial infantry were overwhelmed one by one, eclipsing the original green of the meadows.

Thousands of feet and bayonets moved forward with the banner fluttering in the wind, obeying the officer's whispered commands, or stopping, turning, or keeping a distance from the rest of the troops to form a line and bypass the infantry phalanx of another rank.

Beside them, the rhythmic sound of horses' hooves and the clattering of spurs could be heard, and these cavalrymen in various uniforms and armor, riding on tall and straight horses, were heroic and murderous. Some military musicians in embroidered clothes stood at the front of the queue.

The artillery team stretched the distance, and the glittering cannons of the doors trembled on the gun carriage, and the sound of the gun carriage parts vibrating, and even the smell of gunpowder could be heard. The artillery team crawled between the infantry and cavalry, pulling a distance and stopping at the designated point. These are the latest breech-loading rifled guns, and their power is simply a world of difference compared to the smoothbore guns of ten years ago.

Officers and generals wore parade uniforms all over their bodies, stood upright, their collars flattered their necks, and various medals wore on their chests. In order to welcome this grand military parade, the officers were all dressed extremely well, not only with hair oil, but also with dazzling brass buttons on their uniforms, with each soldier showing a full of spirited faces, and in each phalanx, clusters of bright bayonets reflected dazzling light. Every cavalryman polished his gear, and every horse was carefully raised. The coat shone like satin, and the wet horsehair was combed in an orderly manner. Because of the uniformity of the soldiers' movements, it was as if the boundaries of individuals in the human race had disappeared. Tens of thousands of people have been pinched into an omnipotent whole.

Relying on a high degree of organizational discipline, the tens of thousands of people who were inspected did not spend much time and lined up as the organizers expected. Everyone stood where they should be, nervously waiting.

They're ready, just waiting for the reviewers to come and look at their results.

"Boom" "Boom"

Like thunder in the sky, a dense sound of horses' hooves came from afar.

Officers and soldiers at the edge of the array. Following the sound and looking in the direction from which the sound came, it was just one o'clock in the afternoon, and the tall sky-blue Viennese sedan four-wheeled carriage. Pulled by four pure white horses, they galloped along a wide road surrounded by trees without pavement. And around the carriage. Surrounded by a large group of uniformed court attendants and military attachés. As well as the Swiss Guards.

As the distance got closer and closer, the rumbling hooves of the horses became louder and louder, and finally seemed to step on everyone's hearts.

"It's Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty is coming!"

"Your Excellency the Prime Minister has accompanied His Majesty to the review!"

Suddenly there was a whisper of suppressed excitement in the queue.

Directly in front of the troops under review, the whole team stopped with the carriage, and then the trolley pedals were lowered.

Tens of thousands of people stared with bated breath at the same time, waiting for the arrival of the protagonists.

Without making them wait long, the intricately carved carriage door opened. One has short blonde hair and wears a large black gown. A middle-aged man wearing a red ribbon and a Grand Cross slowly stepped out of the carriage.

"Your Excellency the Prime Minister."

"It's the Duke de Kerson."

A commotion disturbed the silence again, and the officers in the queue hurriedly issued orders ordering the soldiers to remain quiet.

This middle-aged man was the Prime Minister of the French Empire, Monsieur Charles de Treville, known as the Duke of de Kerson.

Kerson is the ancient name of Sevastopol, a famous fortress on the Crimean peninsula, where the ancient Greeks founded a developed colonial city in distant antiquity. He was given the title by the previous Emperor Napoleon III after the former Duke Victor de Treville, then only Marquis of Treville, led the Imperial Army as commander-in-chief to defeat the Russian army in a historic manner. The Duke died shortly after the end of the war, and the title passed to his grandson, Charles de Treville.

However, even with such a noble status, he is still not the protagonist of this ceremony.

When he got out of the carriage, he did not leave, but remained at the door, and then bowed respectfully and extended his hand.

A slender hand with white silk gloves came out of the door, but did not hold the middle-aged man's hand, and then grasped the edge of the door, as if its owner wanted to get out of the carriage alone.

However, even if the resistance was so small, her idea was doomed to fail.

The middle-aged man grabbed the slender little hand without a trace, and then pulled her out with a slight force, and then he ignored the eyes full of anger and hatred, stretched out his other hand, wrapped his arms around her waist, and greeted her respectfully. Because she couldn't fight the power of adults, she had to follow the arms of the middle-aged man, get out of the carriage, and then stand in front of the sight of tens of thousands of people.

In this way, Her Majesty Nanali I, who was only ten years old, dressed in a sumptuous silk dress and also wore a grand cross on her chest, greeted the sun and the tens of thousands of officers and soldiers of the army who had sworn allegiance to her.

Her countenance was fine and fair, her features were very delicate, her chestnut hair and blue eyes matched very well, and although she was secretly angry at the disrespectful behavior of the Prime Minister, this irritation did not detract from her beauty, but added a touch of awe-inspiring nobility to her. It is rare in the world to be able to have such beauty at the age of only ten years. Under the gaze of Her Majesty the Empress, the officers and soldiers were so nervous that they did not say a word, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment, and the French, who liked romance, did not refuse to be their Empress Majesty with such a beautiful little girl, and gladly swore loyalty to her.

Seeing that the ceremony was as smooth as it was predestined. Duke de Kerson waved his hand in satisfaction. Then, in the next instant, the entire space seemed to melt with the excitement of emotion.

The sound of the military band's recital suddenly sounded. And the soldiers, led by the officers, shouted at the same time.

"Long live the French Empire!"

"Long live Her Majesty!"

The cheers resounded through the sky and kept repeating, shaking the trees next to them as if they were rattling.

Such an imposing roar made the empress, who was only a ten-year-old girl after all, frown slightly uncomfortably, but she quickly overcame this fear and still had a stern face. Look at your own soldiers.

"Very well, Your Majesty, you are becoming more and more like an emperor."

Nasty voices next to it. Then it sounded again.

Although this middle-aged man was gentle and polite, Her Majesty the Empress could not suppress her hatred.

However, ignoring her mood and will, the Duke of de Kerson politely took the Empress's hand. Then he took her and began to review the troops.

In the footsteps of two of the most noble men of the Empire. The sound of passwords was transmitted rapidly from one column to another, and the ranks of the corps trembled again, raising their guns in salute in unison, making a sonorous sound.

Column after column sang the march of the army to greet His Majesty, and the continuous cheers of "Long live the Empress" and the music of the Grand March converged and became higher and higher. It grew stronger and stronger, and finally converged into a deafening roar. Let Her Majesty the Empress Xià completely indulge in it.

Even at the age of ten. Even though her mood has been disturbed by the powerful minister next to her, she still feels like her army is fluttering.

This is my country, and it's so powerful! Even if it's the old woman named Victoria from the nearby island nation, can she have such an army? She didn't! I am the most noble empress in the world!

"That's right, you are the most noble empress in the world, Your Majesty."

The middle-aged man next to him whispered, as if he could see through the little girl's heart.

Hateful! If the empire didn't have this person, it would be perfect! The Empress's heart could not help but pass through the boundless anger again.

Perhaps rejoicing in having succeeded in angering Her Majesty, the Duke looked at the Empress with a smile, as if he particularly liked the look on the look on her face when she was so angry with him that she could not help but be patient.

However, although she was angry, the little girl also noticed that even with such a heavy ceremony, the Duke de Kerson was not very good in spirit, and it could even be said that he had no energy, but only coped with things, and his voice was less passionate than usual.

Her Majesty knew why—if the maid's rumors were correct, this fellow had spent the whole night in the bed of her teacher, Mademoiselle de Tilliion, last night?

Everyone, die in which woman's bed early, this hateful old dog, shameless usurper! The Empress cursed in her heart.

"You've been too indifferent to these soldiers, sir, but be careful not to chill their hearts." The Empress finally spoke her first words, her voice soft and tactful, but with a hint of arrogance that could not be concealed, "But don't forget that without them, you would have to roll off the stage like a lost dog." ”

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty." The Duke smiled and replied, "But if you think too much, they will undoubtedly support me." Because they are essentially machines, this era, has turned the army into a living machine, you or I, just need to firmly grasp its buttons, we can direct them as we like. ”

"Really?" The Empress raised an eyebrow.

"As I told you before, Your Majesty. A good student should not forget the words of the teacher. The Duke said respectfully.

He did not exaggerate, in addition to his busy official duties, the Duke also had the responsibility of educating the Empress, and many of the courses of Her Majesty the Empress were taught by him personally. Her Majesty, who had just turned 10 years old, could not have understood what an army meant, and she had only seen finesse, medals, and bayonets.

The Empress's expression hardened, and she forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart. "What do you mean?"

"Your Majesty, after all, these armies are just puppets," replied the Imperial Prime Minister, Duke de Kerson, in a low voice. "We made the machines from the factories that were used to kill people, and they were responsible for using them. We don't even need them to think, we just need them to go straight after blowing the trumpet! This is the army of the whole nation, after arming a nation. We were able to take millions of soldiers and send them to battle. To put it simply, they are all cannon fodder. ”

His remarks, distracted by the cheers beside him, could only reach the Empress's ears, so of course the soldiers could not know that the Duke actually viewed them in this way.

After teaching the empress a lesson, the duke walked along the procession. Sometimes he stopped to say a few intimate words to the generals and officers he knew well, and sometimes he made a few playful words to the soldiers, which made them laugh. It's as if it's a family.

"This is a mongrel." Her Majesty, who was following him, cursed in her heart again.

Because of her young age, Her Majesty the Empress only played the role of a mascot in such ceremonies, even if it was to award decorations to officers and soldiers. It was also done by the duke. She couldn't intervene at all, so she could only watch as a spectator, allowing this person to steal the glory that belonged to her and her family. Even, even when it comes to the most important things about herself, she is completely incapable of making decisions, and can only watch her mother and this bastard teach each other privately, decide her future life, and let the two families of Bonaparte and Tréville become one.

That's right. At the critical juncture of the sudden collapse of the previous emperor, His Majesty Napoleon III, the Duke de Kerson decisively and harshly suppressed the revolutionaries who took advantage of the situation. and quelled the unrest among the royal families, and then overrode the public opinion and installed Nanali Bonaparte, the only daughter of the previous emperor, as the emperor. Although at the beginning there were objections that "supporting the empress is not in line with French tradition", but under the cold and high pressure of the duke, these dissenters had to be silenced with amusement.

In recognition of the Duke's merits, the Empress Dowager appointed the Duke as the Prime Minister of the Empire and regent until the Empress came of age, and also determined that after the Empress came of age, she would marry the Duke's eldest son in order to continue the Imperial Throne.

Out of respect for the ancestors, His Excellency the Prime Minister also made a special request that the heir to the imperial throne born to Her Majesty the Empress at that time should use Bonaparte as the surname instead of de Treville, in order to continue the glorious bloodline of the great Napoleon I and Napoleon III, and Treville could be used as a name.

From the present form, it seems that the French Empire has entered the era of the Tréville-Bonaparte dynasty, and it seems that it is just around the corner.

As the parade ceremony proceeded smoothly, the atmosphere on the parade ground became more and more enthusiastic, and after entering the stage of actual combat exercises according to the predetermined procedures, the parade ceremony reached a climax. Dozens of new rifled guns roared in unison, and several battalions of cuirassiers crushed them in unison. Then, dozens of columns, under the orders of the officers, simultaneously launched a charge into the distance, and the hysterical shouts of the soldiers overwhelmed the sanity of almost everyone present.

There is only one thing that everyone wants: to destroy the enemy army as much as possible under the command of His Majesty. The French Empire will be invincible and invincible, and any enemy that stands in the way of the Empire will be crushed into powder.

………………

By the time the parade, which had lasted for almost half a day, had returned to her bedroom in the Château de Fontainebleau, exhausted, but she was in a much better mood because of the unprecedented grandeur of the parade. Of course, if there was no interference from that person, a qiē would naturally be more ideal.

She was now standing in front of the mirror, as the maids carefully sorted out her make-up from her departure and put on a new dress. Even at the age of ten, Her Majesty's makeup and grooming is a delicate and vast project, and they must not be careless.

However, their work was suddenly interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Your Majesty is getting ready!" The female officer hurriedly scolded.

But the knocking continued, as if her scolding was not heard.

The female officers glanced at each other, then cautiously walked to the door and opened a slit.

Having determined who it was, they obediently opened the door, and the Duke of de Kerson walked in proudly.

His face was rarely blue, and he looked at the empress coldly, as if he was in a very bad mood, which made this group of maids and female officials also feel uneasy, and they were afraid that they would be in trouble.

Fortunately, the duke waved his hand. Making a gesture for them to leave, they hurried out of the dormitory as if they had been pardoned. Left behind an empress who had just changed her skirt and hadn't had time to put on a new one.

Who do these people think of as the masters of the empire? Her Majesty, who was only wearing silk underwear, was angry again.

"Surely you are happy to be in front of a child." She forced herself to keep her composure.

"Don't worry, I don't have any despicable intentions against a child," replied the Duke coldly, and then added rather maliciously, "and besides, she is my future daughter-in-law." It's just urgent. ”

"What's that?"

"I just received a report that you seem to have secretly sent an attendant to England to find those cousins of yours?" The Duke was asking, though. But he used an affirmative tone.

It's not good, the empress's heart is cold again.

In her nervousness, she felt the mocking look in the duke's eyes.

And then. The arrogance in her blood made her straighten her waist again.

"Yes, so what?"

"This is an unauthorized act." The Duke said coldly, "You did such a thing. It hurts me. ”

"I just wanted to ask them how they were doing. They are all my relatives, what's not to do? The Empress asked rhetorically, "Your sister, Madame de Treville, has agreed before...... She said......"

What if she agreed? Then why didn't you report it to me? The Duke interrupted the Empress directly.

"Why should I report it to you! I am the emperor of this country! What I do is what I do! "The Empress is also in color.

The duke didn't speak, just looked at the empress coldly.

Under the touch of this sight, the empress couldn't help but shudder slightly, the temperature in early spring was still relatively low, and it was not very comfortable to wear a silk underwear.

"Even if you're an empress. Nor can you do whatever you want, the constitution is something you have to follow. 陛xià. However, the middle-aged man on the other side didn't seem to feel her embarrassment at all, "What's more, this is a rather unwise behavior that doesn't do you any good." ”

"But you have banished my relatives and my cousins from you, and how can I know about them if I do not do so?" With a look of defiance, the Empress asked the Duke, "What reason do you have to accuse me?" ”

"If I don't expel them, they will inevitably threaten your inheritance, Your Majesty. After all, this is a country that has never had a tradition of women ascending to the throne, and in fact they were already ready to move, so why should you bother with them? In the face of the emperor's wrath, the duke remained surprisingly calm, "Actually, I am already lenient enough, according to the tradition of the East, I am afraid that none of them will survive." ”

"Actually, you're just doing it for yourself!" The Empress sneered, "You just want a tool to rule over easily. ”

"If you have to think so, that's fine." Charles replied calmly. "But why are you so uncomfortable?"

The duke's nonchalant attitude made the empress completely angry.

Whether he was angry because he was mistreating herself and her kin, or angry because he didn't value herself, the empress had no time to tell.

"How can someone as generous and gentle as Madame de Treville have an older brother like you!" In the face of such an impudent offense, Her Majesty the Empress, who was still just a child after all, finally couldn't bear it anymore, she closed her eyes and shouted out loudly without any scruples. "You demon! Hypocrite! Despicable and shameless traitor! ”

Generous and gentle?

She's really ...... The Duke smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Whatever you want, Your Majesty." The Duke didn't care about Her Majesty's roar, he just shrugged his shoulders casually, "But I want to warn you, if you lose your posture like this in front of others, I'm afraid it will affect your majesty......"

The Duke's indifference finally extinguished the roar that erupted from the Empress's heart, and she lowered her head and did not speak again, but her chest continued to rise and fall, and she kept breathing loudly, obviously excited to the extreme.

"And what are you going to do with him?" Eventually, the Empress regained her peace. "Kill? Or exile? ”

"If you don't deal with it much, I'll let him come back and continue to serve as an attendant to the court."

"What?" The duke's answer left the empress in bewilderment.

When did this person become so generous?

"I can tell you unequivocally that I don't have time for your childish nonsense anymore...... I have much more important things to do," the Duke continued, while she was still confused, "the fateful moment has come, my decades of work are about to come to an end, and today's parade is just the beginning, and we will solve it with war, not exercise." ”

"War?"

"Yes, war. Prussia and Austria may be about to fight, for the supremacy of Germany. And I, and we, are waiting for this day. The Duke replied indifferently. If they do fight, I will issue an ultimatum to the Prussians to submit to Austria's demands at once, not for Austria, but just to make an excuse, to humiliate them with the harshest terms, to make them unable to retreat with the harshest conditions, so that they will have to fight with us. Dear Majesty, in order to prevent you from making trouble in the rear at that time, I will take you to follow the army in person, leaving my wife in the imperial capital to take charge of the rear. If nothing else, we will win the final victory with a million-strong army, and you will witness the most glorious moment of the Empire. ”

Then, with an irresistible force, he forcibly picked up the empress and reported her to the same height as himself. Then ignoring her struggles, he kissed her on the forehead. The medal on the Empress's chest made his chest tighten a little, but he didn't care.

"Of course, there are just what ifs. If the goddess of fate does abandon me, then I will take my share of the responsibility with poison, and you ......" he kissed her on the lips again, "and you will go to heaven with me." (To be continued......)

PS: Today is the author's birthday, and I am celebrating with a self-pouring...... Send a special episode to celebrate.

King Charlulu trained Empress Nanali, it's really sour, haha......

This is one of the finale.,Because I don't know if I can write it to that time.,So I'll send it out first to leave a bottom for everyone.。

Thank you for your continued support and I will continue to work hard...... Well, I hope so.