Eagle's Glory

Now, after 11 years in a new capacity, Chuying, or Aigron, has become accustomed to the times she lives in, relying on the historical knowledge she learned as a hobby while studying, and people's love for children. Contemptuously, he perfectly concealed the secret that he came from another country and another era, and lived in this magnificent and beautiful Habsburg court with the title of "Duke of Lechstedt".

However, he couldn't get used to this life under house arrest anyway.

No matter how expensive the birdcage is, it is still just a birdcage.

Although it can no longer be compared with the extravagant ostentation when he was the crown prince of the French Empire, but in all fairness, the Habsburg emperor did not make much allowance for his life. He has everything here, with a manager and a family by his side. The teacher also has a group of servants, but alone lacks freedom of action.

He could only curl up in the palace of the Habsburg family, bathed in the glory of the royal family, and lived as a hostage.

In this unfree atmosphere, the poor Roman king in history only lived to be 21 years old and died of tuberculosis in 1832, and Chu Ying herself didn't know how long she could last, or was driven crazy.

In order to relieve this anger, from the early childhood when he acquired his new identity, he forced himself to find other entertainment, read various books and newspapers, and eagerly learned all kinds of knowledge, and finally survived.

When will this life end?

The young man raised his head again, looking at the blue sky and white clouds above Schönbrunn Palace, he didn't know how many times he asked himself.

No matter what, you must escape, not for the glory of Napoleon's family or France, but for the freedom you deserve. This luxurious palace must not be your destination. It should bury Ha The Busburg dynasty, not the successor to the French Empire.

"Your Highness—"

While he was still in a daze, a tall man in military uniform walked towards him while saying hello.

Aigron retracted his gaze, and then looked at the man approaching.

He was tall, with thick limbs and a square face, typical of a Germanic soldier. He was Captain Foresti, a member of his governess regiment.

After Aigron reached the age of education, His Majesty Emperor Franz educated his grandchildren according to the practice of royal family members, and prepared a whole set of education team for Aigron. This team has been around Aigron for several years. He taught him all he could, carefully educated him, and cultivated his knowledge and demeanor.

Of course, in addition to teaching him aristocratic education, this team also has the task of turning Aigron into a Germanized aristocrat and monitoring themselves nearby-this is tacitly understood by each other.

Ignoring the point that no one can change, he gets along very well with them. Except for occasional conflicts due to different ideas in class, he can be said to be their proud disciple—at least Aigron has This confident.

Under his gaze, the man walked up to him and bowed respectfully to the young man. "Are you meditating again? Shall we wait a little longer?"

People around him have long been used to his state of deep thought from time to time, and some even think that the melancholy Highness is more attractive than usual.

"No, I'm just staring at the scenery in a daze." Aigron shook his head, "Let's start at the scheduled time."

"Okay." The captain nodded.

Foresty is an officer in the Austrian Imperial Army. Although his rank is not high, he has considerable military experience. He is responsible for Eggron's military education.

It is worth mentioning that in 1809 he participated in the Battle of Wagram where France and Austria fought, and was seriously injured and almost died there.

However, the captain never hated Napoleon or Aigron because of this. In his opinion, it was only natural for soldiers to be injured when fighting. He even had some vague admiration for Emperor Napoleon—of course, it was just the admiration of soldiers for soldiers.

The captain spread his hands, revealing the two practice swords he was holding.

Then he handed the hilt of one of the swords to Aegron.

Yes, today, as usual, they will be here for fencing practice.

For several years, in addition to teaching Aigron strict military knowledge, he also taught swordsmanship. He is a very good swordsmanship master in the army.

Learn swordsmanship from him, which Eggron himself strongly requested a few years ago.

He knew that the Roman king in history was weak and sick since he was a child, and his early death was also related to this. Therefore, in order to avoid this bad luck, he decided to exercise from the beginning of his education.

In order for the court to accept this request, he decided to use swordsmanship as an excuse - after all, this is more understandable and approved by the court than doing gymnastics or other fitness methods.

His innocuous request was quickly agreed by the court, and from then on, he practiced with the captain who was proficient in swordsmanship every one or two days.

Although the captain had already paid great attention to restraint, in the beginning, the young him almost fell all over his body with cuts and bruises every time.

However, Aigron didn't have any complaints. Every time he fell down, he would grit his teeth and get up again, continuing the strict relationship without any slack.

As time passed, his height grew little by little, and his movements began to become lighter and more powerful. Even when two people were fighting, he was able to parry and counterattack, which made great progress.

The astonishing willpower of His Highness the Duke amazed the people in the palace.

Aigron casually took a sword from the captain's hand, and as usual, the two of them took two steps back each, then saluted, and made a gesture of raising their hands.

Eggron narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at his opponent, and lowered his upper body slightly to adjust his breathing; while the captain seemed quite calm, just stood still and looked at his honorable student, signaling him to attack.

Aigron leaned forward, then took a lunge, raised his sword and stabbed straight at the opponent's chest.

The captain swung his sword to block, then twisted forcefully, and then slashed diagonally.

Aigron moved sideways, dodged the captain's attack, and then stabbed at his shoulder again in the gap between his movements.

In this way, the two fought together with swords, and Aigron kept using his own pace to attack the opponent continuously while moving.

Captain Forresty, on the other hand, blocked his attacks calmly, and launched counterattacks from time to time, so that the students learned how to deal with them.

The two kept moving, circling between the colonnades, and Aigron became more and more comfortable fighting. In this state of ecstasy, he didn't need to think about any troubles anymore, he just needed to enjoy the thrill of competing with others.

However, it is impossible for the troubles in the world to leave him, even for this moment.

"Can you stop for a moment, Your Highness?" The two who were in the midst of a fierce battle heard a greeting from the side.

Captain Foresty was the first to stop his movements, retreating quickly, and Aigron had no choice but to end his practice.

He turned his head and found that the person who interrupted his elegant mood was Count Mauridietri, the head of education beside him and the real guardian appointed by His Majesty the Emperor.

The count was thin, with a rather long face, and he appeared to be a rather serious man.

He was knowledgeable and personable, and was even a close friend of Beethoven.

When he was in charge of Aigron's education, he was very strict and abided by his duties, but the relationship between the two was not bad.

"What's the matter?" Aegron asked impatiently.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry to disturb your elegant mood—" the earl also bowed slightly, "but now there are important things that make me have to interrupt your practice early."

"Well, it doesn't matter." Eggron replied with a clearly displeased expression, "What the hell is that?"

"His Royal Highness Prince Metternich would like to see you—" replied the count.

Metternich.

The name, and his position as prime minister, were certainly enough to break Aegron's mood.

His Royal Highness has no obligation to wait for him.

"Okay then." Aigron didn't have any expression on his face, and he didn't show his emotions to anyone.

He handed his sword to Captain Foresty, "Thank you for your guidance."

"Your Highness, you have made great progress. Although you are not my opponent yet, I believe that you will be able to surpass me as long as you are given a little more time." Captain Forresty had an unconcealable pride on his face. , "Although I only have you as a student, I think the judgment I make should be very objective."

Eggron looked at the captain.

It is always very pleasant to get along with pure soldiers.

What's more, who doesn't like to hear compliments?

"Thank you." He replied lightly.　　

3. Metternich

There is no doubt that in the era that started in 1789, Napoleon was the brightest star among them. He shook the whole of Europe, and people named this era after him.

However, he cannot write the whole era by himself. Besides him, there are a group of stars that are slightly dimmer but still dazzling enough to decorate the starry sky of Europe with him, and write those legends that make people feel excited or regretted story.

Prince Metternich was one of the stars.

He is not a brave warrior, nor is he an expert in governing the country, but he has superb diplomatic mind and skills, as well as utilitarianism and ruthlessness hidden under his elegant demeanor, and he is worthy of stirring up Europe with other chess players. Continental chess game.

At the critical moment when Austria was continuously defeated by Emperor Napoleon, he was appointed by the Emperor as foreign minister. He used his flexibility to move around in a limited space. He first paid respect to Napoleon and then declared war on France when Napoleon defeated Russia. Vienna During the meeting, they took advantage of the advantage of the home court, and sometimes showed goodwill to Russia and Prussia, and sometimes showed goodwill to Britain and France. They threaded the needle like a butterfly piercing through flowers, shaping the current European power structure.

In recognition of his contribution, he has served as Prime Minister of the Austrian Empire since 1821, and His Majesty the Emperor has given him enough trust. Every word he utters represents the long-standing Habsburg dynasty.

At this moment, Egron, together with his guardian Count von Dietrichstein, was about to enter a suite in the Schönbrunn Palace to meet the Prime Minister.

Just like before, Aigron kept his face expressionless and his pace was unhurried, and once he met such a big man, he didn't have the sincerity and fear.

Although I was a little excited when I saw famous historical figures at the beginning, but after seeing them a few times, I no longer have the same feeling.

Even Metternich is only mortal—albeit an eminent mortal.

What's more, he is not a friendly existence to Aigron.

Soon, the door was opened.

The room was very empty, only a thin man stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery outside the window.

Under the guidance of the attendants, Aigron and the earl walked into the room, bowed to the prime minister, and then the attendants led the earl out together.

Aigron stood in the middle of the room, waiting for His Highness the Prince's inquiry.

He did not wait long when Prince Metternich turned and looked him over.

And Egron also raised his head to look at His Royal Highness.

He is wearing a palace embroidered gown today, with a ribbon on his chest and a medal of honor on his neck. The jeweled decoration is enough to make people forget that he is 50 years old.

As usual, there was a ritual smile on his pale and wrinkled face, as if wearing a delicate mask.

"Frantz, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you have grown a lot taller—it's really gratifying." He greeted him softly, and gestured for Aigron to sit down.

He is very kind, although everyone knows that he is not kind, but His Royal Highness still has to show kindness, and Egron must accept this kindness and show enough respect.

On the grounds of Schönbrunn Palace, no matter how many swords and swords there are, they must be covered with a veil of affection.

"You look radiant as usual." Aegron smiled slightly and replied with the same courtesy.

"53 years old and 15 years old are incomparable." His Royal Highness replied softly, "The moment you walked in the door, even though my back was turned to you, I still felt the vitality, which belongs directly to young people. , an enviable vitality..."

"At least you have lived up to your youth, and I have not," Eggron replied.

Of course he knew that Prince Metternich found him, of course, just to say these boring compliments, but since the other party wanted to go around in circles, he could only continue to go around.

"And what do you hope to achieve?" asked the prince suddenly.

Then he smiled again, "Dominate Europe?"

This sounded like a joke, but Aigron suddenly became nervous.

In his current situation, he couldn't talk nonsense, especially when it came to such a dangerous topic.

"I don't have such illusory and exaggerated fantasies, but I do hope that I can be a traveler and explorer in the future, so that I can have the opportunity to see any interesting place in the world, and leave manuscripts for the world's reference." Aigron immediately Answer, "For me, that's a distant enough dream."

"You don't have to be so discouraged. This dream is not without a chance to come true." Prince Metternich spread his hands, as if to comfort the young man, "Although your special status will bring some concerns to all of us, but I I believe that with the passage of time, one day, the sensitive past will become history, and everyone will no longer be entangled in those things in the past, and on that day, you can use your identity as a member of the Habsburg family to be in all In the sight of people's admiration, I have traveled to every corner of the world."

It is true that these words are very beautiful, and they are even more touching under the soft voice of His Royal Highness, but Egron is not moved in his heart.

Obviously, this is nothing more than painting a big cake to perfuse myself.

When politicians say "someday", that's what they mean by "never in the foreseeable future".

But he wasn't disappointed either, he knew all these things for a long time.

"Okay, thank you for your kindness." Aigron bowed again and said, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal." His Royal Highness shook his head lightly, "Recently, I have paid attention to your studies, and the feedback I got is very good. Almost all your teachers are full of praise for you, saying that you are both savvy and talented. I am willing to work hard and make great progress..."

"The teachers have taught me very hard, and I have no reason to disappoint them." Aigron replied sincerely.

"Look, that's what I'm talking about—" His Royal Highness interrupted the young man again, "To be honest, it's hard to see your hard work among princes and grandchildren, because living too rich and comfortable will always wear down their willpower , They also have no motivation to force themselves to work harder. Your Highness Franz, you are different from them, no one who has no ambition will push himself like this."

Aegron didn't answer for a while.

Given his situation, no matter what answer he gave, it seemed inappropriate. After all, "has great ambitions" is really a somewhat dangerous evaluation.

His Royal Highness did not urge him to speak, but continued speaking himself.

"I like that young people have some ideals, instead of lying in bed and sleeping in a daze. But Franz, I think you need to accumulate a further foundation for your ideals."

"What are you referring to?" Aigron had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"How about going to a military academy? I think you have a good chance of becoming an excellent officer." Prince Metternich looked at the boy with a smile on his face. "I think, in the Austrian Imperial Army, you must have the opportunity to serve everywhere. , then you can naturally become an excellent traveler and scholar, as long as you want."

So that's the case... Eggron suddenly realized.

It finally came.

This is the trajectory of the Roman kings in history.

The Austrian royal family very much hoped to assimilate the rare Roman king into their own people, so in addition to giving education to the royal children, they also brought him into the imperial army.

In 1822, Emperor Franz awarded him the rank of corporal at the age of 11, making him officially a member of the Habsburg Imperial Army.

Then he was sent to a military school to learn the skills that an officer should have.

Finally in 1831 he was given command of the 60th Hungarian Infantry Regiment.

However, for the smug Roman king, this is not a starting point, but an end point - he broke his body during the harsh military training, and unfortunately contracted tuberculosis in the barracks.