"That's right, I just want you, not your money, not your other things, but you!"

"I ...... I don't want to see you pull an unrelated person in and put her in the middle of us, absolutely not! ”

"We should always be together ......"

"We should always be together ......"

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"Ahh

In the murmur that had been lingering in his ears, Charles woke up again.

It was already dawn, and the morning sun was shining through the window on the head of the bed. Now, however, his head ached as if it was about to crack, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in sweat, as if he had experienced several nightmares.

It was a nightmare indeed. Last night, after that terrible shock, Charles, who had run back in despair, did not even change his clothes, and lay on the bed for a long time, and only fell asleep in a daze at the end, and woke up several times for various reasons, almost as if he had never rested.

The root cause of his embarrassment was naturally what his sister said last night.

Fran's confession kept him awake all night, and even now, he hasn't fully recovered from last night's shock.

What exactly does she mean? Why did she say that? What exactly is she trying to do?

Charles didn't understand these questions at all, and didn't even dare to think about them further. He only realizes that he thought he knew Fran, but he doesn't seem to know anything about it. At least, Fran last night was by no means the one he usually knew.

This fact. made him faintly panic.

What the hell should I do with her? He asked himself again.

As soon as he thought of this, his head hurt even more, and he couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand.

But. Fran's mood may not be incomprehensible - in the final analysis, because of the relationship since childhood, Charles has become the object she relied on the most when she was a child, and Charles has doted on and loved her since she was a child, so her respect for her brother gradually turned into extreme attachment, and then she hopes that she will never let her brother leave her for the rest of her life. This idea is a bit frightening, but there is a logic to follow.

But...... It's one thing to have logic to follow, it's completely impossible...... How to convince her to dispel such nonsense?

Charles sighed heavily. And then I felt completely helpless like yesterday, can I really punish my sister because she is attached to herself? He couldn't.

Until the end, because he really couldn't think of a way, he finally chose not to do anything for the time being. Solve it with cold treatment. It's up to time to dilute her thoughts. After all, although she is a little willful, she will eventually grow up, and when the time comes, she will understand how naïve her original ideas were.

When the time comes, she won't be as attached to me as she is now...... Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little bit of loss again, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

After finally choosing a solution, he threw away the troubles like a hot fireball. Got out of bed.

After all, there are so many important things to do, and you can't keep your energy here all the time. He told himself that he didn't care if he was running away from it.

After changing into a new suit of clothes, he opened the door and walked briskly down the stairs down the hallway.

It was already breakfast time, but at this time, he had no intention of going to the dining room to meet his sister, so he picked up his hat and cane directly from the shelf at the door, and then walked out of the mansion, and then told the coachman to hurry up and harness his horse.

"Let's go to the Elysée Palace, hurry." When the coachman was ready, he went straight into the carriage and gave the order. With the gentle start of the carriage, he "fled" from his home.

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After many exchanges, the guards of the Élysée Palace had already known Charles, and after confirming his identity, they let his carriage in, and as soon as he entered the newly designated palace, the president's chamberlain, greeted him directly and led him to the president's meeting room.

By the time he came here, there were already several people gathered inside, all sitting upright with serious expressions, and after he came, few people came to see him, but this made him feel a little better.

In this solemn and quiet atmosphere, Charles couldn't help but hold his breath and walked softly to a seat, waiting for the secret meeting to begin.

The only thing that made him happy was that he wasn't the last person to come here, at least not the big boss before he came - it wasn't a good thing to have the leader wait.

"Charles, are you not feeling well today?" Joseph Bonaparte, who was sitting next to him, asked in a low voice, "You look very bad." ”

"Yes, I've been a little busy lately, so I haven't slept well at night." Charles hurriedly replied.

"Oh, that's right." Joseph Bonaparte nodded, and then said with concern, "Then you usually have to pay more attention to rest, and you can't stay up late." ”

"Well, I'll pay attention, thank you for your attention." Charles replied with a smile.

While the two were still greeting, the door suddenly opened, and Mr. President, the current president of the Republic, walked in quickly. As soon as he entered, he sat in the main seat of the long table and glanced around his subordinates. In the lavishly decorated rooms of the palace, it seems that there is already some imperial atmosphere.

Behind him, a somewhat balding Monsieur de Morni, followed in the footsteps of Louis Bonaparte, walked in briskly, and sat down quietly in a seat next to him.

With the arrival of their half-brothers, everyone at this regular meeting has finally arrived.

Napoleon III's grass platform team, which used to be planned in the secret room, is now planned in the Huatang, but it also complements each other. Looking at their well-dressed and solemn appearances, who wouldn't be in awe?

However. This group of people is no different from before they started, and they are still as ambitious, if you have to find a difference. It can only be said that their ambitions, after the initial baptism of money and power, have become more vigorous and fiery.

Charles-Joseph-de-Morny (1811-1865), the half-brother of Louis Bonaparte (the illegitimate son of Louis' mother, Ortans, and Count Fraor), lived with his maternal grandmother after the empire collapsed at an early age.

Youth. After graduating from the military academy, he joined the army and served in North Africa for several years. In 1838 he returned to Paris. He also started a business, eventually becoming a wealthy businessman.

At the same time, he was in the service of Louis Bonaparte, after his brother Louis returned home. He also played a major role in Louis Bonaparte's usurpation of power. After the restoration of the Empire, he also became a favored vassal of the Empire and served as Minister of the Interior.

In 1862, in return for becoming Emperor of Mexico as France's support for Austria, Archduke Maximilian was made a duke. When he died in 1865, Louis Bonaparte was grieved. 】

What Charles didn't expect was that as soon as he sat down, Louis Bonaparte turned his attention directly to Charles.

"Charles. I am very grateful to your grandfather for the good news he sent yesterday, it was very useful to us. He gave a brief thank-you. Then he looked at the others, "When the luncheon begins, I suggest you all have a toast to the Venerable Marquis of Treville!" ”

Everyone nodded yes, and at the same time congratulated Charles, an honor that almost made him a little embarrassed.

"Now the council has nothing to say to us!" Carrion smiled and cheered, "I'd love to see their faces with my own eyes!" ”

"What's so nice about their faces? It is the face of the soldiers," replied Joseph Bonaparte with a smile, "that the army must be very happy now that we have won such a victory?" As long as they are open-minded, we will be able to do it in the future......"

"That's it......"

Others chimed in.

For a time, everyone spoke frequently, apparently trying to please Louis Bonaparte at this good moment.

"It's not just news like this that deserves our cheers." Louis-Bonaparte continued, "Monsieur Marquis has sent me not only good news, but also a message from His Majesty the Pope...... "He paused deliberately, "yes, the Pope has expressed his support for any effort to restore our empire, and he believes that the French Republic is a political system born of sin, and that any responsible person should find a way to extinguish it...... As long as we, like the emperor, re-establish Catholicism as the state religion and involve the clergy in public schools, he will make the church unreservedly support us. ”

"Great!" There was another cheer, and this time even Charles couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Truth be told, in this day and age, the prestige of the pope has declined greatly, and it is completely incomparable to the authority of the Middle Ages. But, after all, the hundred-legged worm is not stiff, and in France, a country where the vast majority of the population is Catholic, the Pope's opinion can still appeal to a certain extent - at least in the eyes of some of the old nobles and peasants, the Church still represents moral authority, and if the Pope had raised the flag for the restoration of Louis-Bonaparte's empire, his path to usurpation would have been much easier.

After a moment of cheering, Louis Bonaparte spoke again.

"With the support of the Pope, of course, it will be much easier for us, but ...... Pope, how many divisions does he have? How many hundred million francs does he have? He doesn't have any, he only has fluttering lip service, and all this can only be won by ourselves, all he can do is the icing on the cake. So, I have stressed it many times before, and now I will say it again, we have to achieve the goal, and the most important thing is to win over the army, as long as the army obeys our orders, the parliament is nothing! ”

"You're right." De-Morney next to him hurriedly agreed. "We want to eliminate all opponents in the country, it is pointless to rely on the pope, we can only rely on the army."

"In order to achieve this, we must find a way to keep the army in our hands, and in this respect, our esteemed Marquis de Treville has done a good job......"

Charles felt Louis Bonaparte's gaze resting on him again.

"In the course of the expedition, he has always tried to find officers in the army who have a good opinion of us, and he has vigorously appointed them and given them the opportunity to make meritorious contributions. Moreover, he also recommended a number of people to me, and these people said that they would support us! These people are very useful to our future plans, and we must cultivate them well, understand? Louis Bonaparte continued, "From now on, we must find a way to promote those officers who support us and throw those who oppose us to Africa, which is a job that we must accomplish......"

In Louis Bonaparte's narrative, a seemingly unrelated thought suddenly flashed through Charles's mind.

In Grandpa's list, Lucien's name should be at the top of the list, and this guy is finally running now.

He'll thank me, definitely. Charles thought with a slight smile. (To be continued......)