Well, first of all, I'm sorry here.

The author's urban epidemic prevention situation has suddenly escalated, because the elderly at home are susceptible people, and they don't dare to let them go out at all (and they quarreled several times about it, and they were helpless and headaches), everything from receiving express delivery (the family is a fan of Pinduoduo) to buying food to getting a pass to receiving a mask, and throwing away garbage needs to be handled by the author - at first, the author naively thought that it would be done soon, and took the time to update...... As a result, ah...... I didn't dare to stay up late like before...... Before I knew it, oh my God!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but fortunately, things are almost done, and then you can stay at home and update with peace of mind - in order to apologize, one hundred and seventy-five chapters buy one get one free, and give one chapter away...... Alas, I'm really sorry everyone......

It's only now that I'm discovering how much of a difference there is between an active house and a passive house......

I don't know when I'm scared every day......

I wish you all good health and all the best...... (Added after the above modifications, not counted in the word count)

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Louis XIII's original hunting house had been renovated before the sprawling Palace of Versailles, mainly with the addition of sanitary facilities and bathing facilities, and for this reason the small two-storey building could accommodate fewer people, only the royal brother Philippe could share the comfortable new residence with the king, and the others, from Condé to the lieutenants who were allowed to meet the king, had to find accommodation elsewhere, but even without Versailles, the rudimentary mansions built for the workers were enough for these people to live temporarily, and it is said that many nearby squires were coming here in constant succession in the hope of seeing the king。

Louis took a pleasant bath under the service of Bonton, and he had read in his books that a monarch traveled with at least a hundred chariots to ensure his most basic needs, which he thought was quite incredible, but when he came here and became Louis XIV, he realized that in an age of extremely scarce resources for survival, it was a necessity and not a luxury—in many places, things that were commonplace for nobles, and some commoners had never heard of them, let alone equipped and prepared— The ten years in Paris had also made it difficult for Louis, who had gradually evolved into a true king, to be as accustomed to patience and conservience as he had been in his youth, and the people around him, from Bonton and Philippe to Condé, servants and soldiers, did not think that there was anything strange about a king's baggage almost as good as the weight of a company, or that this was the right way to open it, and if a king was willing to share the weal and woe with a soldier, people would not speak of his noble character, but only of some ineffable eccentricity.

Louis wasn't going to challenge people's perceptions, and he didn't want to—until tonight, he didn't know that Bontang had packed him with a glazed ceramic bathtub, which Louis admits he loved...... But how did Bontang do it? The tub weighed at least a thousand pounds, and he later learned that Bontang had helped him move some other heavy equipment...... In short, Louis had to admit that he could not do without this clever and meticulous servant, and when he put on a loose shirt and carried a glass of boiling milk, and was about to spend some leisurely time in one of the books that Bontang had brought with him, he was asked to be seen—and since Bontang had informed him, he said that this man must be what the king wanted to see.

After the death of Bishop Mazarin, the veteran courtier wisely chose to wait and see when faced with the young king, first seeking a position as a procurator for his son, and then finding him a good marriage five years ago, that is, in that year, he transferred Lois back to Paris to take up the position of secretary he had once held, assisting his father in his work, but it was he who led him to the king with the craftsmenThe "spear", that is, the one that the king used to replace the halberd company, this "spear" The king was not prepared to expose it to the public so quickly, so today the people in Paris still see the halberd, but tonight all the spears will be distributed, and when the time comes to war, the soldiers will load it on their guns.

Louis thought that this was the event that Louis had come to reciprocate, or that there was a company of artillery—also a killer feature that had not been revealed to the people of Paris, and that the cannons were loaded in wagons and guarded by soldiers—and in the courtyard, the king left the room with Lois in high spirits, and walked up to them, the tarpaulin that covered them had been lifted to reveal a cold and delicate weapon of slaughter—no, here the author is not mistaken with the adjective, the twelve-pound brass cannon is surrounded by ornate reliefs— Near the muzzle of the cannon is an elegant circle of patterns, behind which is a small bust of a saint, under which is the name of the cannon, called "The One and the Other", and below this is Louis's traditional proverb "The Last Argument of the King", which is similar to what was said hundreds of years later that "truth is within the range of a cannon." Further down is the coat of arms of the artillery commander, surrounded by two cannon handles shaped like dolphins (used to carry fixed guns), and further down is the coat of arms of the king, as Louis once mentioned with his brother Philippe...... It was a sun, to be precise, a sun with facial features and a contoured face, and although Louis found this sign to be a little scary, he really couldn't resist the enthusiasm of his son, the Dauphin Louis Jr.

Well, yes, this face of the sun is the masterpiece of Louis Jr., and his masterpiece has undoubtedly surpassed the samples presented by a group of artists led by LeBlanc to become the final design of Louis XIV, the Sun King.

The sun is supported by the coat of arms of the French royal family, under the crown of the coat of arms inlaid with three golden lilies, underneath the cloth edging, under the royal coat of arms, that is, the base of the cannon, decorated with a circle of scallops and curly grass patterns, inside is the statue of the goddess of victory.

Although Louis knew early on that the craftsmen who had not yet completely departed from the Renaissance would not send him a bare brass pipe, he could not help but be taken aback by their excellence - this was to be used in battle, "Have you tried all these cannons?"

"I've tried it all," Rois said that he was only twenty-seven years old, about the same age as the king, but that his experience as a procurator and secretary of defense in the army made him more calm and cautious than the average young man, and that his father told him that after nearly ten years of the king's rule, as a courtier of Bishop Mazarin, he and many others were ready to withdraw from the center of power, otherwise he would inevitably end up in the same mess as Fouquet, the former treasurer, but out of selfishness, he certainly wanted his son to inherit his position— The current Chancellor of War had made a deal with the High Court that he would become Lord Chancellor and then give up the position for his son, but the most important premise was that the king recognized and believed in Lowas.

Therefore, this war against Flanders is not only a test for the king, but also a test for this vibrant new court.

Of course, Louvas did not disappoint his father's expectations of himself, and he did his best to do everything the king had given him, one spear, one artillery, and many more that had not been shown to the king for the time being, "Now we have a total of one hundred and twenty guns, thirty twelve-pounder guns as you can see, sixty eight-pounder medium guns, and thirty small four-pounder guns," He led the king as he walked over, the cold metals shining like gold under the torches, but to Louis they were pretty much the same.

"What about the wheeled gun carriage, the front carriage, and the fixed carriage?" the king asked in a series of questions, and Lovas replied fluently, that these instruments were finished earlier than the artillery, and he showed them to the king—and then there was another terrible weapon that was not revealed, and the king picked one up, put it in his hand and tested the weight, and heavyly, "Is this the latest grenade?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. "With the same amount of gunpowder, we have reduced their weight as much as possible, which is ......," he hesitated, "and we have no way to solve what you call 'safety' for the time being." But your soldiers are courageous. ”

"Courage is not a reason for us to waste their lives. The king pondered for a moment, and because of the instability of the fuse, many grenades exploded before they could leave the grenadiers: "This time it depends." He said.

They climbed a rising hill, and the red light that outlined the edge of the hill no longer belonged to the setting sun, it came from the king's army, and they rested in groups on the plain between the Palace of Versailles and the hunting palace— It would henceforth be a vast courtyard, and now instead of trees were soldiers, and flowers were tents, and a group of musketeers were gambling with a group of grenadiers, who were strong, tall men because of their strength and arm length, and who wore distinctive beanie hats with only a wide strap on their chests, while musketeers and other officers were mostly two, crossed on their chests, because they were to wear both ammunition and swords.

Just as the king wondered what their hand on the barrel would ultimately win or lose, there was a loud commotion at the edge of the camp, and the king looked over and saw a group of colorful people coming out of the darkness.

"That's what I'm going to tell you," said Lowas, "it's a bunch of ...... The ladies of their special status, although I had arranged for them, insisted that it was a distinguished adult who hired them. And they vehemently denied that they were poor people who lived on flesh and skin, but for Lois and all the soldiers and officers, the difference between a Bohemian woman and a so-called "wretched" was only a little the size of a little finger.