Louis laughed at the question.

He looked at Bishop Mazarin, "Mr. Bishop," he asked modestly, "who do you say I am?"

"Louis XIV," replied Mazarin, though he did not understand why Louis had asked this question, "His Majesty the King of France and Navarre." ”

Then Louis turned to the Queen Mother Anne: "So, Mother," he repeated the previous question: "Who am I?"

If it were ordinary, Anne would have replied that you are my dear little Louis, but since Bishop Mazarin had set the correct example, she said: "You are the king of France and of Navarre. ”

Louis nodded, and asked all the people present who were qualified to stay in this room—not many, but all of them were trusted ministers who relied on them to deal with the matter.

All replied, "You are His Majesty the King." ”

Louis leaned back in his chair lightly and continued to ask, "Then Charlie, Duke of Cornwall, who is his father, and who will he be in the future?"

The room fell silent for a moment, and Bishop Mazaran frowned and thought for a moment before replying tentatively: "Your Majesty the King of England?"

Louis looked at the others, who gave the same answer, only Queen Mother Anne added with some dissatisfaction: "A Protestant." ”

Louis patted his mother's hand soothingly: "I know that your devotion to God makes it unbearable for you to be a Protestant. He said, "But Mother, we must be aware of one thing, and that is whether it is me, or Charles, or any emperor or king, they may be Protestants, or they may be our enemies, but there is one thing that we are absolutely the same, and that is ...... We are the only rulers of this earthly nation. ”

"And. He looked around, "This attribute is more important than beliefs, positions, and personal grievances, no, it should be said that it is the basis of everything, without which we have no qualifications to continue to exist, let alone anything else." ”

He looked at the crowd, and although he was only eleven years old, his stern eyes still made many people press the words that were on their lips...... It's too ...... However, seeing the calm Bishop Mazaran and the Queen Mother, who wanted to say something but held back, they wisely kept quiet.

"I know you must have a lot of opinions, yes, Charles is not only a Protestant, England is our enemy, but to-day we must accept him and support him until he returns to England and is crowned king—you may be confused, and of course it would be a pleasure to be able to mock and play with an enemy who was once incomparably formidable, but above all, it must not be based on rebellion, and any rebellion, especially against the king and the royal family, will be absolutely intolerable, I mean, gentlemen. Louis accentuated: "Even if the Sultan of Ottoman Turkey were betrayed by his courtiers, I would not be pleased with it, or make a big deal of it, or even help his enemies, even if it was a true infidel...... Because I'm also a king. ”

The king's sharp gaze swept over all those present: "All rebellion must be condemned, and from this day forward I do not want to hear any more frivolous comments and rumors about Charles I in the court, nor do I want to see any words in the newspapers or books encouraging such acts, nor do I want any of you to have any association with the traitorous thief and bandit of England, Oliver Cromwell— At this point, I will welcome my cousin Charlie and help him in any way I can, and I hope you will do the same. ”

It was the first time that a French court magistrate had faced such a king, who was not yet in size, but who was ...... in mind Apparently as well organized as an adult, and his understanding and elaboration of the term king had reached a level that many could not reach—until they entered the room, there were people who were laughing at Charles I, and trying to persuade the Bishop and the Queen Mother to refuse to give Charles, Duke of Cornwall, aid.

But the king was right, Charles I may be mediocre, but he was a king anyway, and Cromwell may have been valiant and wise, but he was a courtier after all, and they could rejoice in the death of their old enemies, but they could never encourage such behavior, because they also had kings, and they lived on kings.

Queen Mother Anne's expression was complicated, she could be regarded as aware of Mazarin's worries and relief, not every king can so quickly grasp his meaning and duty, she knew that she should be happy, but there was always an indescribable pressure that she could not let go—perhaps she suddenly realized what a dangerous and magnificent road the great carriage of France would run under the spur of her son Louis.

Bishop Mazaran watched his comrades stunned one by one with some wicked eyes, but before he could say anything, one of them suddenly stood up, "Your Majesty!" he cried out categorically, "Ah, Your Majesty, I am willing to obey any of your orders, and it is so wise and right! Rest assured, we will do as you say, and for your sake, even if it is broken, we are willing!"

This sudden sudden, not to mention the Queen Mother, Bishop Mazarin, even Louis was taken aback, he subconsciously looked at Mr. Bishop, the bishop shook his head, this is not the person he arranged, and then Louis recognized this person, it was when Saint-Germain En-Laye was sending a large amount of money to the superintendent Mr. Nicolas Fouquet, in order to reward him, the shy king also gave him the honor of hunting with him, but after returning to Paris, the physically and mentally exhausted king did not think of this person for a while.

Fouquet came in with the treasurer Particelli Emery, so to speak, as an attaché, but he was so bold as to speak before the Queen Mother and the Bishop was really unexpected, but since he was loyal to the king, the king would not rebuke him for such a trivial matter, and sure enough, the king just waved his hand helplessly and asked him to sit down: "You are a little too rude." Louis reproached mildly, but everyone could see that the king was not at all angry: "I should punish you," he looked at the bishop, "what punishment should he receive?"

"How about putting him in charge of the Duke of Cornwall's residence in Paris?" Bishop Mazarin certainly understood what Louis meant: "if he can do as well as he promised." ”

"Then so," said the king, "I don't need you to be crushed, Monsieur Fouquet, for if you do well, you will serve me for many years." ”

Fouquet immediately jumped up from his chair, and he saluted first to the king, then to the bishop, then to the queen mother, and to everyone in the room.

Emery, the treasurer's face, was blue and pale, and Fouquet's move was undoubtedly stepping on his face to climb up, but the bishops present, The Queen Mother and the King don't care about him, Emery is not from a high background, he can get ahead entirely because he is a relative of the Bishop of Mazarin, in fact, he was just a Sienese peasant not long ago, but after coming to power, he used his identity and the power of the bishop to reap a lot of benefits for himself, but after the royal family was forced to flee Paris and came to Saint-Germain-en-Laye, he showed his despicable nature and short-sightedness, and he was unwilling to take money out of his wallet to pay for the King and the Queen Mother, as well as the bishop's daily expenses, so that the entire royal family was embarrassed, and the reason why he could still attend such a meeting, it's just that he can't find someone who can replace him for a while.

Nicolas Fouquet seized the opportunity well.

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Charles, Duke of Cornwall, came to Paris, and was astonished by the treatment he received, for he knew that Anne, Queen Mother of France, did not like him and his father, or rather, any Protestant, so many in Paris, and that he had come with nothing but his title and a few cronies, his country had been occupied by traitors, his army had been scattered, his treasury had been looted by a mob, and there was nothing to be gained on him.

But the Duke of Cornwall was so moved by the fact that his cousin, Fouquet, a subordinate of King Louis of France, had prepared for him the official residence, carriages, food and clothing, as if they were a king, and on the third day of his arrival in Paris, he insisted on going to the king, despite the fatigue of the journey.

King Louis was, as his sister Henrietta had said, a mild-mannered young man, and they talked for so long that they were reluctant to part even at mealtime, until it was time to go to bed.

The whole audience was even more impeccable, except for one of the maids beside the Duke of Cornwall, who suddenly exclaimed in surprise and fainted when she saw the hideous wolf skin (a gift from the Prince of Condé).