Carlo was not clear about the fact that Italy's goodwill was eaten with ashes. Because he has done the best he can, after all, he is now the king of Italy and needs to be responsible for the kingdom of Italy.

But he is responsible for the Kingdom of Italy, and there are people who want to be responsible for him.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that someone wants to beat him, it's that something can't be delayed.

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is invited."

The old grandmother next to his mother appeared in front of Carlo, saying that his mother was looking for him.

When he heard that his mother was looking for him, Carlo didn't have to guess to know what was going on. I grabbed the pen in my hand and squeezed it unconsciously.

"Don't you see I'm busy, I'll be over in a moment."

Carlo's rhetoric was not at all a deterrent in front of the old woman.

"Your Majesty, if you don't come over, the Queen Mother will come in person."

As soon as he heard the old woman's words, Carlo knew that he couldn't hide, so he had to respond. "Wait a minute, I'll take care of the paperwork in my hand."

With Carlo's words, the old lady stopped talking, but she did not leave, but stood aside and waited.

Faced with this situation that he couldn't hide, Carlo could only dispose of the documents in his hand first. For a while, the room became quiet except for the rustle of writing.

"Let's go!"

After dealing with the matter at hand, Carlo glanced at the old woman who was waiting on the side, clapped his hands and got up.

"Where is Mother now?"

"The Queen Mother is currently in the pavilion in the back garden."

After getting the place from the old woman, Carlo led the way to the wind.

In the garden, Queen Mother Margalida, in her early fifties, is wearing glasses and holding a photograph as she carefully considers it.

The photos are all young and beautiful women, all of whom are aristocratic unmarried women with quite a long history.

And beside the Empress Dowager Margairida, a noblewoman with a very good relationship kept introducing her to the origin of the girls in these photos.

"Oh, this is Trippier Grace, the youngest daughter of Count Trippier's family. I've met her several times before, but I've heard that this one isn't a good one, and several young men are jealous of her. ”

Hearing the words of a chubby lady beside her, Empress Dowager Margaelida quietly put aside the photo of the girl named Trippier Grace in her hand.

"Mother, are you looking for me?"

Carlo saw his mother basking in the garden and asked with a smile on her face.

Seeing the eldest son who appeared in front of her, Empress Dowager Margairida immediately recovered from her laziness and said with a straight face. "It seems that I won't look for you, and you don't want to see me."

Hearing her mother's complaints, Carlo hurriedly coaxed, "Aren't I busy?" ”

"No matter how busy you are, you can't ignore it."

Empress Dowager Margalida said, picking up a photograph and saying. "Now that I'm old, and you're also the monarch of a country, I can't control you, how about you take a look at this photo?"

A picture of a young girl was placed in Carlo's hands by her mother.

"What do you think of this? Maria, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Parma? Luisa, I heard that she is a good girl who loves literature. ”

Hearing his mother's introduction, Carlo couldn't pay attention to the photo at all, and he couldn't help but think of a raider who had left sadly.

"Mom, you know that I don't like literary young women very much, it's just a disease-free moan."

Hearing Carlo's words, the Empress Dowager Margaelida immediately straightened her face. "Who said it was to choose the girl, it was chosen for your brother Vittorio."

Forehead......

When he burst in, Carlo was a little caught off guard, but he didn't expect it to be self-inflicted.

"It's Vittorio!"

"Who do you think it is?"

This kind of implicit reference can't break Carlo's defense at all.

But then again, Carlo's younger brother is now 23 years old, and it is time to get married. Because there is more Carlo as an older brother than in history, Vittorio has now become a lover of literature, getting together with many writers every day and having fun.

And the two have a good relationship, and Carlo often talks with his brother in his spare time.

Since he didn't involve himself, Carlo let go of his heart. "Since that's the case, then mother, why did you call me over, now there are a lot of things waiting for me in the kingdom."

"Is it so difficult for you to care about your brother's marriage in addition to work?"

The Empress Dowager Margaelida, who was talking about it, took the photograph back from Carlo. "You can give me some advice, too."

"Very good, I feel that this girl is also in line with Vittorio."

In the face of his mother's inquiry, Carlo still gave his own advice. Although this girl does not meet her own aesthetics, she is really good in terms of the current European aesthetics.

Hearing her eldest son's suggestion, Empress Dowager Margalida looked at the photo with satisfaction. "In that case, then it's up to her to decide, and then arrange for Vittorio to meet with him, and if he doesn't object, then it's done."

Carlo, who witnessed a European-style arranged marriage, can only say anything at this time to minimize his sense of existence and avoid the flames of war burning on himself.

But in the end, the ginger is still old and spicy, and Carlo underestimated his mother's thoughts.

"Carlo, you see that even your brother is ready to get married, as the king's brother, shouldn't he also think of a way?"

It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, and Carlo still hasn't escaped this in the end.

"Mother, I'm not busy, the kingdom has just seized a large territory from the Ottomans, and I need to watch a lot of things."

"You are not busy alone in the kingdom, are those people not getting married, don't make excuses for me, marriage is also the obligation of the king of your country."

However, Carlo's defense could not be understood by the mother at all, and if she hadn't been on good terms with the little maid before, she would have doubted the sexuality of her eldest son.

However, thinking that the eldest son is engaged in government affairs all day long, I want to help him solve his marriage problems.

"Carlo, marriage is not an abyss, there is nothing to fear. If you don't like domestic girls, you can also find foreign girls. Although our House of Savoy is not very noble, we are also royal. ”

In the face of his mother's hard advice, Carlo can also understand the other party's intentions. In fact, Carlo himself knew that his marriage was necessarily a political issue. After Nia left, he had figured it out.

The reason why I have never been married is that there is a hurdle in my heart that I can't get over. But now that he saw his mother, who had given birth to gray hair, Carlo knew that there was no escape from it.

"Then do as you want, mother."

Carlo's resigned answer made the Empress Dowager Margalida finally smile, and the eldest son agreed.

Since this is the case, then it is necessary to choose a girl who can match it.

In my mind, the Empress Dowager Margairida has quickly passed through the marriageable European royal women, and then she may be able to consult with the Prime Minister. After all, the king's fiancée also needs the government's help.