Chapter 308: The King's Expedition (5)

Therefore, the gold necklace that Ludwig I gave to Bontang was not so much to please the first attendant of the king's side, but to make Louis XIV's heart happy, and the Prince of Condé knew Louis very well, and knew that this majesty, seeing the benefit of the person he loved, was far better than his own courtesy, or rather, as the sun king, he owned the whole of France and the colonies, and now there were Holland and Flanders, Lorraine and Alsace, so naturally there was not much need for material things.

This is why Louis always wears very modest clothes when meeting with his close friends or relatives - the clothes prepared by Bontang for Ludwig I are actually like the king, except for the royal blue color, there is no royal luxury - there is no embroidery of gold and silver thread, no pearls and precious stones, no ribbons and lace, the king only pins an amber pin to the scarf, which is more like a decoration for more practical purposes, after all, the silk scarf is easy to loosen even if it is knotted.

As for why amber, of course it is because it was chosen from the gifts given to Louis by Ludwig I as a token of his affection.

Yesterday afternoon, the sky was overcast, Louis only glanced at it, and was frightened by the pale face of Ludwig I, without Condé, the son of Condé Henry could not control the great Polish nobles and Schlachita, Louis XIV and the Condé family's investment in Poland was in vain, but fortunately the king always took Vesalius and a few other reliable doctors with him, drank the potion, and slept well, and now he had only a big meal left, and he could recover at any time in a better state.

But this thought only came about to the worst of times, for it was about three o'clock in the afternoon, and the light grey clouds had dissipated a few hours earlier, so that the sunlight through the narrow window provided enough light for the room, and Louis looked at Ludwig I carefully, for he was much older than he had been in Paris, perhaps because his cheeks had sunken deeply, and because of the deep clenching of his cheekbones, and because of the long frowning of his brows, where he had left a deep furrow, and the corners of his lips were horribly down, like a scimitar that had not yet been drawn from its scabbard。

But if an angel or a devil came to him and asked him if he wanted to change his mind, for example, to return to Versailles to continue to be his marshal and prince, Grand Condé would not have been willing, and his eyes burned with a fire of exuberance. Hundreds of years ago, it was not difficult for second, second and illegitimate sons to get a crown for themselves, but now, not to mention that Europa no longer has a vacant land, even the acquisition of territory through marriage has become a delusion - the constant marriage between kings and kings has resulted in the legal heirs being counted all the way up to a hundred, or more, and without a pure enough bloodline and a rank in the front to deter other people's military power, it is almost impossible to become a king.

Although Poland is an elective monarchy, and there are unruly ministers and generals, and the domestic situation is also very complicated, but what the great Condé thinks the Habsburg ancestors have done, he can certainly do, and the throne for one or two generations in a row is held behind the Condé family, and it is only natural that those big families are weakened and the succession system is put on the agenda. So, Ludwig I wasn't fighting for himself, he was fighting for the glory of the Bourbon-Condé family for hundreds of years, if not thousands of years, – the current Condé family coat of arms has been crowned, and Ludwig I certainly wants this crown to be worn on the heads of his descendants forever.

Louis can't say anything about this, after all, in the Polish election incident, he is the promoter and beneficiary, the Condé family is a big family in France, and the great Condé has authority in the army that others can't reach, and he is vaguely the leader of those big nobles, and his departure makes Louis reclaim the power of this class, the process of titles and territories much more logical and simple.

Ludwig I had only said that it had been renovated like a new castle by the king's craftsmen - they even made glass in the long and narrow window openings, which were not enlarged or increased for defensive purposes, but they laid thick carpets on the floor, hung draperies on the walls, or paintings and screens, and obscured the cold, hard, blue-black stones, even in places like the bathroom, which were easily soaked.

All the furniture here is also obvious at a glance from Paris or Versailles, Slovenia was occupied by the Ottoman Turks for a long time, and the art style here has a strong Istanbul style, which is very different from the Baroque style that is now admired by the Europas, as a Frenchman, Ludwig I certainly appreciated the latter, and he stroked the elastic armrests of the chair with satisfaction. He remembers that when he left Paris, the furniture merchants had only wrapped the back and seat of the chair with textiles, but he did not expect that soon after he left, the armrests of the chair had become soft

But the artisans and officials had to be overshadowed by Louis's chefs - Polish cuisine was not too bad compared to England, and of course, perhaps everywhere there was something to praise compared to British cuisine - because of the development of wheat cultivation in Poland, the Poles were very fond of pasta, and in addition to bread, they would make flour into a sour noodle soup or wrap it into dumplings, the latter of which was usually only eaten on Christmas Eve, but you could enjoy it whenever you could afford it.

At the king's request, after all, Condé the Grande was now the king of Poland, at dinner the table was filled with wild boar, duck and ribs, which the Poles loved, as well as sourdough noodle soup, beetroot soup and dumplings – and Ludwig I did not look at the conspicuous dumpling at all, and attacked the cod soup, shrimp pie and sweet and sour dry-fried herring...... There are also oysters and clams stewed in eggs.

The blame for this is that the Poles did not like to eat fish, shrimp, anything that was fished out of the water, Ludwig I was always at war, so he did not have the heart and time to satisfy his appetite, and the Polish cooks were not good at making fish...... Louis waited a while, and realized that Ludwig I hadn't even given the plate a look, so he went and put two on the plate.

Instead of being cleanly cooked in water, as in the East, Polish dumplings are like beef, fried with onions and butter and dipped in sour cream.

Louis hesitated, didn't dip the sour cream, and put the dumplings directly in his mouth.

Ludwig I stopped his movements and looked at him curiously.

“...... You should have reminded me. Louis paused for a few seconds, forced to swallow what was in his mouth, and Ludwig I waved his fork indifferently: "You always have to try it, maybe you will like it?"

"I thought it was going to be pork. Louis said, "Why do they put sour cabbage in it?"

"It's their tradition, maybe your chef thinks it's closer to trying it for the first time...... "The custom of the Poles," said Ludwig I, "the Poles have now begun to make dumpling stuffing with potatoes, and it should be a little tastier, Your Majesty." ”

"I don't think it's likely. Louis imagined what potato dumplings would taste like...... His chefs occasionally make potatoes with cheese and bacon, which are excellent except for the fact that it's easy to stuff into a corset and leggings, but the potato-stuffed dumplings are still not good.

Of course, other Polish dishes besides dumplings were worth trying, but Ludwig I insisted that their taste was greatly enhanced by the abundance of spices, although he and Louis then focused solely on French cuisine, where the king's team of chefs brought as many spices as possible, sugar, salt and honey, as well as cheese and wine. In addition to these, apples, pears, plums, cherries, hazelnuts, walnuts and sweet chestnuts, parsley, papaya, peaches, mulberries and star fruit, and vegetables such as onions, leeks, beans, cabbage, carrots, lettuce, cranberries, spinach and beetroot.

One may ask, how can these fruits and vegetables, some of which are not harvested in this season, and some of which cannot be stored for a long time, come all the way with the king? These fresh and delicious fruits and vegetables were brought to Slovenia in glass cans, and although they were slightly lost due to steaming, even Ludwig I had cracked lips, bleeding gums and of course more embarrassing ailments due to the inability to eat enough vegetables in the barren military life, which I will not mention here.

"How much does it cost?" said Ludwig I, who immediately let go of his appetite and looked at the can that the squire had shown him.

"If you want to use it in the military, it's not possible yet. Louis said: "We're still just in trial production, not on a large scale, and I can only say you can take some of it." ”

"A few boxes are enough. Ludwig I put down the can and showed some regret: "Although the Poles also grow sugar beet, it is not as sweet as cane sugar." ”

"I did hear that the sugar trade in Poland was very impressive. Louis said, "Who are they trading with, with the Venetians?"

"And the British. Ludwig I said. "They are clearly trying to take over the caravans and routes of the Dutch,"

Louis shook his head, "Besides, they are still interested in fighting for our alliance with the Ottoman Turks and the trade of steel and coal. ”

This information was more surprising to Ludwig I than a glass jar: "Charles II?"

"It should be him. Louis said: "After all, after the walls of Westminster Abbey and Abbey are covered with the heads of the members of Parliament, he is the real King of England, and it is said that the English people think that he will be the second Henry VIII, and it is wonderful that there are not as many opponents of him as we think," said the King of France, who gently raised his fork and struck the wine glass, and it let out a crisp and long wail: "Perhaps the English are also expecting a king with a tough posture, of course, tough on the outside, but gentle and affectionate on the inside— The MPs may have laughed at their king as a 'happy king' when they saw Charles II mingling and drumming all day long, but they didn't know that from that time on, the people had begun to gravitate towards Charles II over the former, after all, many of them were Puritans like Oliver Cromwell. ”

Ludwig I paused, and if it were not for the king in front of him, he would have said that even the most unbearable and incompetent kings should always be vigilant and respectful in the face of them, because they have God-given power and talents, very terrible talents, and can push you into purgatory at any time—only then he remembered that he was now a king, so he just smiled: "So, should we be careful of the English and the Ottoman Turks?"

"If this is a battle," said Louis, "the hand of the English is not yet here, but they will be more than happy to do some lucrative business with the Grand Vizier of Mohammed IV." ”

"You mean artillery and muskets. Ludwig I said.

"Yes," Louis nodded: "Our enemies do not stand still as we advance, as far as I know, the Ottoman Turks began to change their weapons a few years earlier, I don't know how the enemy you met in Lviv ......"

"They do have artillery that is not inferior to ours in number and caliber. Ludwig I said.

"So this war is not as simple as we think. Louis asked, "What do you know about the Sultan of the present Ottoman Turkey, Mehmed IV?"

"He's the same age as you, and he's ......," Ludwig I said, with a complicated look: "In 48, at the age of six, he replaced his deposed father, Ibrahim I, as ruler of Ottoman Turkey – but until now...... He should not have been able to pro-government yet. ”

"Let's talk about it," Louis nodded his finger on the table, "Let's check with each other and see if there's anything we can use......

"I think, Your Majesty, we should start with the Grand Vizier of the Ottoman Turks, their Prime Minister, who, as far as I know, is a figure like Bishop Richelieu," said Ludwig I, who did not mention Mazarin because Bishop Mazarin was like a second father in Louis XIV's heart: "Arrogant, cruel, ambitious, this war can be said to have been planned and driven by this gentleman." ”