Chapter 51: The King Continues to Talk to the Potions Master
"Excuse me," said the potions master, who asked a surprising question, "What is the name on the letter?"
"For Artenaeus is not a proper name for the daughter of a duke. "But the Duke still kept her former name as her middle name," said the king, "FranΓ§oise is the name of the duke's mother, and the Rocheshua family is the main branch of the Motmar family." β
"Have you seen the Duke of Motmar, and what kind of man is he?"
"I have not seen it, but my messenger has," said Louis to Bonton, "and invite the Count of d'Artagnan to come to me." β
The reason why the king let d'Artagnan do this was because the gentleman was bold enough, and had a suave spirit, dressed fashionably and luxuriously enough, and had a handsome face and elegant figure, and such a man would surely be compatible with the Duke of Motmar, who was desperate to marry a witch, and even willing to admit three girls with whom he was not related by blood, in order to win her favor, and as the king had expected, d'Artagnan, who had at least four or five lovers who had emptied his husband's cash cabinet for him, became the duke's guests without much difficulty, even if the duke still had a little scruples, he also met the new Duchess, and d'Artagnan could not help but be impressed by her beauty and that pitiful temperament.
When he went to Bordeaux, d'Artagnan still had some doubts about whether the duke was bewitched by the witch's magic, and when he saw the duchess, he guessed in turn whether the duchess had done something in it, especially after the duke's eldest adopted daughter asked him to ghostwrite the letter, he was even more sure that the duke of Motmar was only afraid of doing something not so moral, but to let him say that the duke's behavior was not excessive, if it was him, he would have done the same, so that such a beautiful woman in the poor life was gradually erased bright colors, became mediocre and rough, it is really a blasphemy against Venusγ
As we have said before, Monsieur d'Artagnan is a gentleman who is overly flexible, and who has won the favor of the Bishop with his observant and pretentious rudeness, and now that he has come to the king, he has not lost his acumen, and as soon as the king asks this question, and looks at the gentleman standing on the other side, he knows what to say.
"I don't know where to start, Your Majesty, because this gentleman has a lot to say." β
"Then be free," said Louis, in a more comfortable position, "forgive my curiosity, for the first time I have met a duke, and would marry a woman who had neither a title nor a dowry, but only three daughters." β
"That's what makes him most reprehensible," said d'Artagnan, bowing to the king, "and I would say that a fourth marriage like a duke, with his title, considerable annuities and allowances, and a large territory, should have been more decent." β
"Fourth!?" the potions master couldn't help but exclaim.
"For the fourth time. "And for the last time," said d'Artagnan, "because when I went there, I saw that they were so in love, that if the Duchess had left, the Duchess would have died of broken heart." β
"How do you know that no one can love her more than the Duke?" said the Potions Master.
"I don't think so," d'Artagnan said in that naΓ―ve tone. " He could have made her his lover, but he made her his wife, so that she could sit beside him in the open, and share his plates and cups, and on the day of the wedding he gave his new lady jewels worth ten thousand livres, and a manor house to give her a place to take refuge in the heat, and gave each of her three daughters an annuity and a dowry thereafter, and allowed them to use their own surnames, so that they could marry as dukes' daughters. β
His words made the Potions Master grit his teeth.
"You say this is the fourth marriage of Mr. Duke," he asked reluctantly, "then he must be very old." β
"On the contrary," said d'Artagnan, " He was not much older than you and me, his first three marriages could only be described as the devil's tricks, his first wife died in childbirth, the second wife contracted smallpox, the third wife's carriage overturned, and broke her neck, and every wife, the duke, took their mourning for a year seriously, but people said that he spent less time with his wife than he did for them, and it was really frustrating to say that he didn't even have a son, and I hope this marriage will give him a satisfactory heirγ β
Hearing this, the potionsman's face was as white as snow.
d'Artagnan had no sympathy for this, for he was himself a merciless and dissolute man, so he exclaimed: " Let me say, apart from the bride's poverty, that it is truly a couple who have never been commensurate with each other, and that the Duchess is beautiful, and that the Duke is a handsome, amorous, and manly man, and that before I depart, the Duke gave me fifty louis for the cost of the journey, and that he would bless him, and his wife, for which he would give you a gift worth a hundred thousand livres. β
"It seems that this gentleman duke is indeed as generous as people say. Louis said, "Then you can go down, Monsieur d'Artagnan, and rest well, for there is much more to be done." β
"Then I will wait on your will. d'Artagnan said, then bowed again and walked away.
"You hear me, sir. Louis said to the Potions Master.
"I hear," said the potions man, in a trembling voice, "I hear it so clearly, every word is like a knife to my heart." β
"Are you still going?"
"Where else can I go, Your Majesty, it is clear that if I appear before them, I will be the culprit who has ruined their peaceful life. β
"Looks like you've got it. β
"It's better to be sober. The Potions Master said, his chest heaving violently with each word: "I should have known." β
"Then I will give you two choices, sir, you can leave here with your identification, and I will give you another sum of money, for you were Mary's teacher. β
"Tell me about the second one. β
"The second is to stay in Versailles and do what I want you to do. β
"What kind of thing?"
"Help me to watch over the peasants who have followed us to Versailles, to keep an eye on them, not to let the plague take their lives, and to continue your research, not only in medicinal and magical ways, but also in the final place of the people. β
"Don't you feel scared?"
"As long as those bodies weren't made by you. β
"And then, Your Majesty, what else can I get but a place to live?"
"Aha," said Louis, "you have become greedy, too." β
"I'm going to put on my mourning clothes because my wife is dead, but I hope I can still see my daughter. β
"Don't you hate her?"
"Because she told the truth?" said the potionsman, "I only hate that I didn't realize it sooner." β
"I would be glad," said Louis, "that you would not have come here, Monsieur Varro Vesalius, and Andreas Vesalius, who published his book The Anatomy of the Human Body in 1543, has anything to do with you?"
"Yes, Your Majesty," said the Potions Master, "he is my ancestor. β
"Is he also a wizard?"
"No, Your Majesty," said the Potions Master, "our family only had the first wizard thirty-five years ago, and he was none other than my father. β
"Then you weren't in the world from the beginning. β
"Yes. β
"So you ......"
"We have no roots, we are unfounded, we are not trusted. β
"Well, I understand your suffering, my sir," said Louis, "please, do your best, and one day you may be able to meet your daughter again in my court." β
The potions master did not speak again, he bowed to the king, and walked out.
"This is another world. The king said to himself, "But I don't think it's any different from my world." β
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However, for the king, the affairs of the other world are temporarily over, and the next thing he has to deal with is called trouble.
Versailles was originally a noble domain, but there was no clean water, no flat land, only endless bushes and swamps, no one liked it, and the lord here only used it as a hunting place, but he often invited some distinguished guests, including the then King of France, Henry IV, and his crown prince, Louis XIII, Louis XIV's father. Louis XIII liked the wilderness because of its barrenness and quietness compared to the owner of the land, so he bought it from its owner and built a small palace for him and some of his closest friends to hunt, and he was questioned about his sexuality because only men were allowed to enter Versailles, but it is also said that Louis XIII also invited his lover to Versailles, but was refused, but for Louis it was only a place where he could shelter the homeless.
But in order to ensure that these exiles would not become the object of hatred of the local residents of Versailles (which is very common), and not necessarily to avoid the unmanaged and leading to an additional group of robbers and beggars outside Paris, Louis had to decide not to enter Paris for the time being, and to stay in Versailles for the time being, and to guide some young officials who were temporarily promoted by him to do the resettlement of the exiles- He was troubled by the fact that among the young men there were not many such as Pierre de Montesquieu, and there were quite a few like d'Artagnan, who were not too bad, but to make a mess of them would be to make a mess for you, and that the king himself had to make strict rules for them to act according to detailed edicts, in order to ensure that his ideas would not go out of shape in one night.
Only the Queen Mother was anxious about this, and only Gaston, Duke of Orleans, acting king, had many traps for the king, but all of them required the king to enter Paris, so he sent messengers to ask when the king would enter Paris, and of course, in the messenger's message, the Duke humbly begged the king to take away his title and power as soon as possible, for he was already overwhelmed.
Louis scoffed at this, the uncle said as if he had not tried desperately to recruit soldiers before, and now he not only had the title of acting king, but his army was no less than that of the king, and he would enter Paris, but before that he would have to fight his good uncle.