"Bastard boy!"

Charles's justification provoked an angry rebuke from the old man, and the kind of fierce words that Charles had almost never seen on his grandfather's face before, was obviously furious. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Judging from Charles's words on the surface, there was nothing wrong, but the old man had been with his grandson for so many years, so he naturally knew his grandson very well, and he could hear what his grandson meant.

And it was the last thing he wanted.

He was angry now, very sad, and more at a loss, and disappointed that his grandson had gone beyond the course he had set out for him.

These emotions mixed together, making his face turn blue and his lips trembled slightly, "I...... Are you taking my words on deaf ears? There are so many women in the world, which one of you can't play, but you want to do this kind of thing? You...... You're crazy, bastard! Also, and her, her brain is also crazy! You two...... You two have to me off! ”

Charles lowered his gaze and let his grandfather scold him, he also knew in his heart that the other party had learned the right lesson, and he must have made a very irrational decision.

But in life, do you have to be so rational in everything?

Besides, at this point, is there any reason for me to change my decision?

In that case, you can only sit and be scolded.

Seeing that his grandson would rather be scolded than say a word, the anger in the old man's heart became more and more intense, because it meant that his grandson had made up his mind.

After scolding for a while, he felt that he no longer had the energy to say more, his forehead was already bruised, and he knew in his heart that it was pointless to say anything.

"Hey...... Bastard, is this God's ridiculous punishment for my past? In the end, he could only sigh dejectedly, "Okay, okay, damn it, I'm going to be the one who is going to be buried anyway, whatever you want!" You can do whatever you want after I'm gone, but don't want me to bless you! ”

He had said this to his granddaughter before, and now he repeated it, and it was almost the most severe attitude in terms of his doting on the children.

Charles still didn't speak, he felt ashamed, a little embarrassed, but deep down he was a little relieved, after all, the old man said that he meant to let it go.

"I'm sorry, grandpa, I've been walking according to your expectations all my life, I have only been willful to you once, and I promise you that this will definitely not affect your expectations of me, and I will definitely complete the mission you gave me and let our family stand on the top again."

"Hmph." The old man listened quietly, and finally just snorted coldly, not knowing whether to approve or ridicule.

After Charles' assurance, the brief but heated argument between the two finally came to an end, and an awkward silence ensued.

In this silence, the old man's emotions finally calmed down, the green tendons on his forehead sank again, and his breathing became a lot smoother. Although he was still very angry in his heart, after all, he had been through so many years of ups and downs, and his self-control and endurance were far beyond ordinary people, so he finally put this matter aside.

"Isn't Your Majesty angry that you ran over like this?" Finally, he asked coldly, "I think he must be very unhappy." ”

"He's really not very happy." Grandpa changed the subject, which made Charles secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and he immediately replied, "After all, you also know, he really wants to imitate His Majesty the Emperor back then...... Live the addiction of a real military commander. ”

"He was a great man, but he was not a genius, and he could never become Napoleon." Marshal Trevier sneered, no matter how perverse his words were, "In the army, Your Majesty will never be able to get the respect that Emperor Napoleon received back then, the army will treat Your Majesty as a benefactor and a master, but it will never be regarded as the master of the soul." ”

Marshal Tréville's words, though vague, were clear: as a veteran who had lived through two dynasties of the Bonaparte family, no one knew better than him the difference between the two emperors and their position in the army.

For the French army, Emperor Napoleon was the unquestionable god, the soul and embodiment of the entire army, and the embodiment of the empire. Emperor Napoleon III is different, this emperor is in the army, although the army does owe allegiance to him, but it is only because he can bring more honor and rewards to the army, he deliberately envelops the army, but the army does not have that kind of unreserved worship for him, let alone think that he is the best commander of the army.

This is where the Treville family comes in.

"I think the same as you." Charles nodded, "But at least for now, Your Majesty is well supported by the military, and he is our best leader, and he trusts me extraordinarily. ”

"Trust? No, Your Majesty will not trust anyone, he reuses you now just because you are useful. The old man sneered, "Charles, judging from what I have seen and heard, once he has tasted the addiction to power, no one can resist this feeling, he will desperately hold on to the scepter, and will never allow anyone to threaten his power in the slightest, wasn't that how Napoleon was then?" He himself said, 'God has given me a crown, and whoever touches it will suffer,' and he did! He is madly obsessed with himself, superstitious about his own power, Talleyrand, Fouché, Bernadotte, are all jealous of him, he only needs to have minions by his side! As for the current emperor, although his scheming is deeper, I believe that there is not much difference between his nephew and his uncle. ”

Such a merciless evaluation, if it had not been heard with their own ears, no one would have dared to believe that it came from the mouth of Marshal Tréville, an admirer of Napoleon and commander-in-chief of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, and even Charles could not help but feel a little uneasy when he heard such words.

But after getting along with His Majesty the Emperor for so long, he knew in his heart that his grandfather's words were indeed accurate, and His Majesty was a person with a strong desire for power.

"At least for now, His Majesty and I are quite close, and only by relying on his support can I achieve my ambitions." Finally, he hissed in reply.

"The present is the present, but shouldn't you think about the future? A person with lofty ambitions must not only look at the present, but also plan for the future! The old man interrupted him sharply, "Don't you think about it?" If you want to continue to develop your ambitions, then how can you not clash with His Majesty the Emperor? ”

Charles was speechless.

Although he was reluctant to admit it emotionally, in fact, he also knew that His Majesty the Emperor's trust in him existed on the premise of him as a subordinate, and he would only reuse himself when he served His Majesty. Now, of course, this pattern can be continued, and you can act as you like with the permission and acquiescence of Your Majesty, but what about the future? With the accumulation of his own power and power, he will definitely come to a position that His Majesty finds difficult, and at that time, with His Majesty's dedication to power, then he will definitely not continue to acquiesce to himself.

"If you are a good servant in peace, in the service of the Empire honestly, and always good to the servants of the Bonaparte, you can retire with the title and glory of the minister......," the old man continued, "but you will not do it, Charles, and I do not want you to do it, for it would be tantamount to leaving the future of you and your children and grandchildren in the care of the Bonapartes, can you bear this outcome?" No, even I can't stand it. I had no choice back then, so I could only be a servant of Bonaparte, and you didn't, you are still so young, you have time to accumulate your power, what reason do you have to hand yourself over to someone else to dominate? Shire, since you were a child, I have told you over and over again that there are no gods in the world, only mediocre people who succumb to imaginary gods, and you will never be a mediocre person! ”

Charles remained silent, but despite his calm appearance, his heart was already stirring. Because he found that every word of his grandfather seemed to speak to his heart and aroused his resonance.

"Yes, grandpa, that's what I thought!" He couldn't help but reply, "I have already made up my mind, I will never allow my fate to be manipulated by others at will, even if this person is our Emperor Majesty, I want to fight for my career and ideas, at least I can't let others burn the hard work I have accumulated over the years!" ”

Seeing the determination shown by his grandson, Marshal Trevier finally smiled, a smile of relief and relief, because this was the result he wanted to see, and this was the person he had cultivated for many years.

It's a pity that there is such a shortcoming...... If only it could be perfect.

Come on, what is there in the world that is perfect? It's going to be in the coffin, so don't worry so much, the old man thought suddenly.

"In that case, let's be prepared for both, continue to be a good minister now, but be prepared to break up."

Now that the effect had been achieved, he didn't do much agitation, but stood up and walked to his desk, which was full of official documents and briefings.

He opened a small drawer and pulled out a few pages of paper.

Then, he suddenly turned his head and looked at his grandson sternly, "Charles, I don't allow you to have any luck mentality, you must understand that it only takes one day for you to go from glory and wealth to nothing!" Have a sense of crisis! ”

Then he walked back up to Charles and handed over a few pages in his hand.

Charles carefully took the pages, and found that they were densely packed with names, a list.

"These people are the materials that I have discovered in the army over the years, and after my training and observation, they are all people who can really be trusted." Marshal Trevier calmly explained to his grandson, "You must remember that the army is the foundation of everything, and these people are the cornerstone of the Trevill family in the army. The higher they climb, the more leverage you have, the safer you are, and if they are all in a critical position, then you can even stand up to His Majesty the Emperor...... At that time, your fate will not be at the mercy of anyone, do you understand? ”

"I see." Charles replied in a trembling voice, and the thin pages of paper in his hand seemed to have become so heavy in an instant that he could barely lift his hand.

The Tréville family now had railroads, shares, factories, estates, estates, seagoing ships, everything that people called wealth, but Charles knew that these thin pages were the family's most important asset at the moment.

When the first Duke of Tréville was dying, he entrusted the family property he had accumulated to Charlotte and Charles to take care of, which was indeed a huge fortune, but Charles was only indifferent at that time, and his heart was full of care, because he knew in his heart that as long as he defended his position, then these things were all things that beckoned to him, and even if the Duke didn't give him, there was a way to gather them, and it was only a matter of time.

And this one is completely different, this is the thing to defend the position of power, and it can even be said that this is the position itself, power is only really effective when it is recognized and obeyed, and the network that Marshal Trevil has painstakingly accumulated in the army cannot be exchanged for money, and even Charles himself cannot accumulate it, so he knows the weight of these things.

And grandpa's attitude was almost like he was giving an account of his inheritance, which added to the heaviness in his heart.

Marshal Tréville was relieved to see Charles skimming through the list with almost reverent reverence, and carefully receiving it in his arms. Judging from Sun Tzu's attitude, he already knows how clear Sun Tzu's consciousness is.

However, the mentality of the old man still made him can't help but give him one last advice. "These people are deeply favored by me and are willing to repay me, but if I leave, then even if they are willing to help you, the favor will eventually be a little weaker, so you must use any means you can to hold them back, and form a group to help each other and support each other...... And only then will they continue to be closely united by your side and go to great lengths for you, understand? ”

Charles nodded heavily. "I will keep in my hands what you have left me, and anyone who dares to touch it will suffer!"

"Doesn't that look like that guy?" The old man burst out laughing. "Very well, thank God I had time to do this...... All that's left is to bless you. ”

"No, grandpa, your body is fine, don't say such frustrating words!" Charles hurriedly comforted the old man, "You can witness our family come that far!" ”

"Come on, what else is there to say at this point, I didn't expect to return to France alive when I saw off Marshal Raglan." The old man smiled bitterly, and then gave a final advice, "Remember, if you can be a servant, then do it, and there is no shame in calling the Bonaparte family; If fate is destined to have a conflict, then do not hesitate to kill the hand, and never show mercy, because there are only so many opportunities in a person's life, and if you miss it, you can't come back! Promise me, the hand of death! ”

Looking at the old man's eager eyes, Charles had mixed feelings in his heart.

All along, he himself could vaguely feel His Majesty the Emperor's vigilance against him, but no matter what, the emperor was still kind to him, so even if he had begun to be on guard, he still didn't think of breaking up in his heart.

However, the old man tore open the veil of warmth and affection, and told him clearly that if he wanted to go further, he would not be able to get along with the emperor, and he would either be a servant or he would have to plan ahead.

What's more, the old man has to dispel any bit of compassion from him, and he can't hesitate because he is grateful, as long as he fights, he must be merciless.

This certainly made him have mixed feelings.

"Don't have any psychological scruples because I've been a Bonaparte courtier all my life, and don't hesitate when you need to, otherwise I won't be at peace underground!" Seeing that Charles was still silent, the old man said to him again, "Charles, sometimes you just take a step back, and you're finished!" ”

Then, he kept glaring at Charles, waiting for his grandson's reply.

There was silence again, but the expression on Charles' face became more and more grim.

Finally, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and then spoke in a cold tone.

"Yes, grandpa, you're right, I'm going to show no mercy."

"Hehe, haha......" the old man laughed, "hahahaha! ”