The winter of 1851 came early and soon cooled down in general, and before December, the snow was already drifting through the city, and several days of intermittent snowy nights turned the city almost into a white world.

It was snowing today as a few days ago, and since the morning, snowflakes have been falling from the clouds in the sky, like dandelions blown away, and like angel feathers, white and flawless, but very slender.

Despite the cold, Charles couldn't feel it, for he was in a place full of people and lights.

It was a large hall, but it was a little crowded because of the large number of people in it today, and the burning candlelight and the loud voices on the four walls drove away the cold, but gave Charles a sultry feeling, and he was now standing in the middle of the hall, which could stand out but not make people feel comfortable.

However, he couldn't show this feeling, but could only make a look of enjoying it, because today is a special day.

The hall was filled with the current dignitaries of France, and all the important business people who supported the present government were also present, and all eyes were now focused on the man in the center of the hall.

Yes, today is the coronation of Louis Bonaparte.

As of today's ceremony, the Second French Republic will officially come to an end, and it will be replaced by an empire, a French empire once again ruled by the House of Bonaparte.

A family, originally unknown and unknown, suddenly appeared among them a genius who took advantage of the changing times to take the crown of France in his hands and send his brothers to the throne. He became the most powerful royal family on the European continent at that time. However, the dynasty fell quickly because of this man himself, even faster than it rose.

When people thought that the family was about to disappear into the long river of history like a meteor, after nearly 40 years of decline, one member of the family took advantage of the situation to rise again and regain the country from the depression with miraculous speed. And as if with divine help, he eliminated his enemies, and almost completely controlled the country.

Is this because they have a knack for manipulating the times that have been passed down from generation to generation, or are they truly God's favor? Maybe it's both.

This is the Paris City Hall, and this place alone gives the Charles a sense of historical travel.

Because in 1871, due to the "jade burning" policy implemented by the Paris Commune before the fall of the Commune, it was burned down by the Commune soldiers along with the Tuileries Palace, so he did not have the opportunity to visit Paris in his previous life, but when he did have the opportunity to come in and have a look. He didn't have that sense of novelty anymore.

It's just an ordinary building, a little bit older, but there's nothing else to boast about, and it can't be compared to the deliberately decorated Tuileries Palace, where generations of emperors lived.

Originally, the previous kings of France were crowned kings in Reims Cathedral, but as soon as Napoleon came to power, he changed the rules and chose to be crowned at Notre-Dame Cathedral. And here comes Louis Bonaparte. He chose to be crowned at the Hôtel de Ville in Paris.

Napoleon was born as a country tycoon, perhaps for one reason. He was crazy to climb the high branches, and liked to get close to the old aristocracy, and at his coronation, his large group of marshals and nobles (dukes or princes) were dressed in ancient clothes, and even on their feet they wore high heels and stockings, under the gaze of such a group of men. He solemnly completed his coronation, snatched the crown from the Pope, and then placed the crown on the head of his wife, Josephine.

Fortunately, when Louis Bonaparte was born, the Bonaparte family was already a royal family, and Louis Bonaparte was not so dead-eyed. Therefore, Charles and his other henchmen, courtiers and generals, also avoided the fate of wearing ancient costumes.

In the grand hall of the Paris City Hall, they wore the popular black dresses, white shirts with ribbons of various colors, and medals pinned to their chests, which looked very festive and festive, while the generals of the army wore their own military uniforms with medals pinned to their chests, and then stood in another row to express their joy at the restoration of the empire.

Yes, the resurrection of the empire, its pillars, and, of course, the army.

With everyone's eyes in focus, Louis Bonaparte would have been confused. He tilted his head, looked at the ceiling above him, and silently did not make a sound. Today was destined to be the most glorious day of his life, and he was probably praying to show his honor to that uncle in heaven.

As the minutes ticked by, no one made a sound, and Louis Bonaparte stood motionless in the center as if he had lost his mind.

After I don't know how long, he suddenly turned around slowly, and then looked around at the people around him with a sharp gaze. There was so much passion in his eyes that Charles felt like he was about to cry.

"Today will be the day when the Empire is proclaimed. God has declared his favor for me and his expectations of me with unequivocal facts......" Suddenly, Louis-Bonaparte cried out in a passionate tone, "unlike all other monarchs, I am the emperor of the people, the people of thirty million people, I represent this country, and I represent this nation!" From now on, I will spend the rest of my life fighting for this nation until the day I return to the arms of God! ”

"Long live the Emperor!" At the same moment, the dignitaries shouted at the same time. It doesn't matter how much sincerity there is, but the simultaneous shouting can at least show a shocking power.

"The Empire will always endure, fighting for the well-being of its people, for its glory, for the highest honor of the French nation! Long live France! ”

With this shout, he took the crown from the Archbishop of Paris next to him and crowned himself.

He was imitating his uncle even that. But there was one thing that could not be imitated in any way - there was no queen next to him for him to give him a crown.

At the very moment when he took the crown, "Long live the emperor!" "Long live the Empire!" The shouts resounded throughout the hall again, and the salute roared at the same time, as if it could really send the sound into the sky.

Although there were many noblewomen on the other side, Charlotte was not among them, as far as her heart was concerned. She really didn't want to be a spectator and an embellishment when the emperor of the Bonaparte family was full of ambition. She also had a perfect excuse not to come - she was already due lately, and she could give birth at any time, so she couldn't go out.

After putting on the crown, Louis Bonaparte, dressed in a big coat, looked imposing, he looked calm and majestic, he seemed to really have some imperial momentum in his trance, and in the cheers of the bureaucrats, wealthy businessmen and officers, the pillars of the empire, his face was calm, as if he did not feel anything at all.

Charles experienced this firsthand. But his heart was not integrated into the warm and cheerful atmosphere at this time, perhaps because he knew the final outcome of His Majesty the Emperor in that history, so he could not have the mood of worship anyway.

Today Louis Bonaparte is full of pride, but maybe one day God will let him fall from the clouds, and the mystery of fate is really unpredictable.

However, whatever the future holds, at least for now. He has already climbed to the top of the empire with the big man. He will be able to use his power and prestige to carry out all his ideas willfully. There were few people left to organize him - according to Louis Bonaparte's decision, there would be no more prime ministers in the Empire, he would be head of state and head of government, and he would be a complete dictatorship, and Charles would enter the cabinet as Minister of Transport, becoming one of the youngest cabinet ministers in France and now in Europe.

Imperial. No matter how beautiful it is, it must be a combination of the aristocracy, the chaebol and the warlord, and a small group of people who monopolize political and economic interests, and the Leviathan, which is a nation on a rampage, and the next step is war. And it can only go forward.

It won't be long before the Empire will wage a foreign war of rare proportions, with blood as a sacrifice to win the smile of God. And Charles himself, as well as his grandfather, Field Marshal Trevier, will also be important participants in this war.

He was not afraid, but was eager to try, because at this time, he already believed that he really had destiny in his body, just like ...... His Majesty the Emperor, no, as a traveler through time and space, should have been more favored.

Come on! He echoed and cheered, and raised his hand aloft.

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And at this moment, an even more fierce struggle is also in full swing in his home.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Charlotte lay on the bed, screaming in pain, sweating all over, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, almost frantically clenching, as if she needed to relieve her pain.

For the first time, no one could teach her the secret of how to endure that pain, and she had to slowly learn to endure the incomparably severe pain herself.

In this era when there is no caesarean section, every child is brought about by the mother's patience with this pain, and every birth is a torment of going back and forth from the gates of hell, and God knows how much blood and tears they sacrificed for it.

"What about ...... gentleman," she asked in an out of tone as she exalted pain.

"Sir has not returned, ma'am...... You...... Bear with me, it's coming. The midwife next to her replied cautiously.

She also looked very nervous, slurred her speech, and didn't know whether she was referring to her father or her child.

"Just ...... Is it coming? Charlotte frowned tightly, her originally beautiful face now distorted a little, "This ...... This bad boy is not ...... Don't hurry up yet! I'm going to die of pain! It hurts to death! ”

"Madam, don't say such words!" The maid next to her shouted out in fright, "It's too unlucky for you to say that!" ”

"What...... What is auspicious and unlucky, I hurt so much...... So much more! Bastard, at first...... I tossed my mom like this at the beginning! Charlotte cursed suddenly, as if she wanted to relieve her pain in this way.

Suddenly, an unprecedented pain struck, she could no longer speak, her eyes were closed, and she cried out.

"Ah!!h With this scream, her whole body convulsed, and then she collapsed stiffly onto the bed, as if she had been stricken.

"It's raw!" There was an exclamation from the side, but Charlotte's consciousness was already blank, and she just heard a few more croaking cries in her ears in a daze, which was really hard to hear.

"Miss, it's born!" The handmaid next to her seemed to have a voice from thousands of miles away, not real at all, "It's a boy." ”

"Bastard." She thought to herself silently, and then fell into a deep sleep with an inexplicable sense of reassurance. (To be continued.) )