Eagle's Glory

Eggron was taken aback.

"You...how do you want to test?"

"Why don't you write a poem here." His Majesty the Emperor smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on his forehead swayed accordingly, "To commemorate today's trip to the countryside, let Teresa review it by the way, what do you think?"

Eggron was even more surprised. He didn't expect his grandfather to make such an abrupt request. He was not prepared beforehand.

The court attendant didn't inform me before, it seems that His Majesty the Emperor himself had a good time, so he made the request temporarily.

However, up to now, it was really hard for him to refuse.

"I...I can give it a try, Your Majesty. But please understand that I have no preparation in advance and can only improvise. If my level is low, please don't scold me."

"It's okay." His Majesty smiled and shook his head.

Eggron was silent for a while, thinking briefly for a while.

Then, under everyone's gaze, he smiled sheepishly, and then slowly opened his mouth, reading out his impromptu sonnet.

"The setting sun dyes the village with the golden color of honor

The sparrow dove also accompanied the king's arrival

The ruler of the earth separates himself from the dunya

I just want to forget the joy of the mundane world for a while

Even so, he was apprehensive

Can't let go of the fetters on the throne

That is the love of the subjects and the heavy responsibility of the empire

He has withstood a terrible frenzy

Also suffered ups and downs in the stormy sea

How can we repeat the same mistakes now?

With a sword in his hand, he has compassion

He wants to kill evil

he will be kind

God bless!Those who devote themselves to the country will always have a clear heart! "　　

51, exchange

Under everyone's gaze, the young man read out his impromptu poem without any haste.

After he finished reading, he didn't say a word, quietly waiting for His Majesty's judgment, and the room was silent for a while, everyone was waiting for His Majesty to speak.

However, His Majesty the Emperor didn't make any expression, just stared at the front in a daze.

Of course, the young man's poems are not great masterpieces, but unexpectedly they aroused the old emperor's infinite emotions.

That's right, even if I secretly came to the countryside today, I can't get rid of the fetters and troubles from the throne.

My own crown is both a glory and a heavy burden, and this burden will accompany me all my life until the day I return to the embrace of God—just like my father's life.

He came to the throne in the precarious year of 1792. From the day he took the throne, all that awaited him was bad news.

At that time, the fire in France was already raging beyond control. This terrible frenzy made the king and his aunt who married far away in France soon become ghosts on the guillotine.

Soon the storm broke out of the country and swept across Europe, so that his empire was crumbling.

Roasted by the frenzied fire of France, he lost his teacher, lost his land, cut land and paid compensation, and suffered the shame of the fall of the capital more than once. In order to seek peace for a while, he even had to marry his daughter to the lawless robber.

Which emperor of the Habsburg family has suffered so many disasters like him?

Fortunately, the nightmare was finally over, the fire was finally extinguished, and he and his empire finally ushered in a rare respite.

However, the current situation is irreversible. The empire's state is in decline. Even if he exhausts his mental strength, he can barely maintain this crumbling empire in the end.

Hold a sharp sword in your hand, have compassion in your heart, punish evil, and bestow kindness. Of course, a king should act like this, but how can it be so easy to do?

I am already old, and I don't know how long I can stay in the world. After I pass away, can the person who takes over me really do a good job in this job?

Ask yourself, he doesn't have much confidence.

Thinking of this, His Majesty the Emperor's original relaxed and leisurely mood was completely replaced by upset.

He glanced at the boy in front of him again with complicated eyes.

He is indeed a handsome kid, but more importantly, his eyes are full of confidence, his thinking is quick, his bearing is extraordinary but without losing his due tact.

All in all, likable.

It's a pity, it's a grandson, not a real grandson, and he's still that person's son...

"Good poem." He sighed, and then looked at the girl standing next to the boy, "Teresa, what do you think?"

"It's a good poem. Considering that it was improvised, it is even more commendable." Teresa gave a good review, "Your Highness is indeed talented."

His Majesty nodded, then looked at Aigron again, and smiled, "It seems that you have passed the test, young man. Teresa and I are very satisfied."

"It's my honor." Eggron replied quickly.

Now that His Majesty the Emperor had already made a conclusion, the other people present were of course also very interested. They applauded or laughed and praised Duke Reichstedt's creation, and the living room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Okay, it's time for dinner." His Majesty the Emperor waved his hand, signaling his followers to make arrangements quickly, "Let's have dinner together."

Because this is a country house, the cost of furnishing cannot be compared with that of the palace. Everyone just sits at a long table and eats together.

In order to cater to His Majesty's interest, tonight's meal is all country game, and the drink is wine brewed with honey. As the dinner begins, the hall is very lively.

Perhaps because of the deliberate arrangement, Aigron and Teresa sat together.

"Good evening, Teresa." Aegron greeted the other party with a smile.

"Good evening, Your Highness..." Teresa nodded slightly, seeming a little shy.

The two were speechless for a moment, neither of them knew how to speak.It just so happened that Eggron was hungry now, so he decided to satisfy his appetite first.

He ate the fried quail cut into pieces, together with the quail eggs, and then killed a large piece of wild boar leg with a knife and fork.

Teresa, on the other hand, seemed to eat more refinedly. She just cut the quail into thin pieces, mixed it with lettuce, and ate it slowly.

After a while, he finally heard a soft greeting from the side.

"Your Highness...you seem to be in a good mood today, and your appetite is also good."

"Occasionally, I can go out for a stroll and breathe the fresh air in the countryside. Of course, I will be in a good mood." Aigron stopped eating, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then turned his head to look at Teresa, " What's more, you're sitting next to me, aren't you?"

Under the bright candlelight, the young man's movements were smooth and natural, aloof and full of confidence. Teresa subconsciously avoided his sight, and then answered in a low voice.

"Actually, I'm quite happy too, but I want to point out to you..."

"What?" Aegron asked curiously.

"Only His Majesty the Emperor would think that bringing a large group of guards and entourage to a village that has been emptied is called experiencing rural life." Teresa lowered her voice, "At best, there is nothing but countryside here. The shadow of the court is actually just a slight facelift of the court."

"What you said makes sense." Aigron thought for a while, then nodded, "But as long as His Majesty is happy, that's enough, isn't it?"

"That being said, I also think it's a pity." Teresa sighed, "After I followed this road, I felt that being an emperor was really boring, and I would never be able to get rid of the guards, even if I wanted to relax. Trouble."

"Although it is troublesome, the exchange is indeed supreme power, which can be regarded as a gain and a loss." Aigron replied. "At least most people will enjoy it."

"Supreme power is certainly attractive, but for those who cannot possess it, it is not so wonderful. I think...you have only suffered from it so far, but you have no way to appreciate its beauty." Teresa looked at him inquiringly, "You haven't enjoyed the imperial power, but you can still only experience this false happiness."

"You're right." Aigron could only shrug his shoulders helplessly, "Although I was very close to the throne, I was only three years old at that time, so of course I didn't know what imperial power is. Then I came to Austria. "

Teresa blinked guiltily. "This is exactly where I feel that our family is sorry for you. Compared with what we took away from you, what we have given you is really too little."

"Forget it, what's the point of talking about it now?" Aigron shook his head to avoid showing his resentment, "Let's just enjoy the moment, at least I'm happy tonight."

"On most things, I can't give you anything but empty sympathy, but at least in this matter, I can still help to repay our family." Teresa smiled, " Your Highness, if you are interested, I can ask my father to invite you to our family's manor for a while to experience a truly stable and peaceful country life. I can assure you that it is much more comfortable than what you are experiencing now. "

This sudden invitation made Egron's eyes brighten up. This is a great opportunity to get in touch with the outside world!

He hid his excitement by taking a sip of mead with a toast, then smiled and nodded to Teresa, "Thank you, Teresa, I am very interested in this."

"In that case, let me tell my father..." Teresa also nodded. "As long as he comes forward, I believe it should be easy to get permission."

"Teresa, you are a good girl." Aigron couldn't help but thank you again, "I said, you don't owe me anything, and the grievances between me and others have nothing to do with you, you don't have to worry about the past. And I feel that I owe something. I am not so resentful, I can face reality."

"You're right, but that doesn't prevent me from doing something for you, does it?" Teresa raised her head and smiled happily, "Besides, I have other reasons to do this. "

Before Eggron asked, she looked around again, and then frowned, "You...are you interested in going out for a while? It's really too noisy here, and I don't like too much noise."

"No problem, I don't like it either." Aigron agreed without hesitation.

Then, the two stood up and left the table. The others present, including His Majesty the Emperor, were a little surprised at first, but soon they all smiled, and no one said anything to stop them.

In this way, Aigron and Teresa walked out of the mansion and strolled among the paths in the manor. At this time, the moon was hanging high in the sky, and the cold moonlight fell on the ground, outlining two shadows side by side.

The evening wind in early autumn was already a bit chilly, but Aigron felt relieved.

"You can tell me now, Your Highness." After walking for a while, he asked Teresa.

"Your guardian told my father that you've been writing scripts to pass the time recently." Teresa also turned her head to look at the young man, "Originally I was just using you to pass the time, but today I saw you improvising. , I think you are indeed talented, and maybe the stories you write patiently will be quite interesting... So, Your Highness, can you allow me to exchange the opportunity of inviting you to relax in exchange for witnessing your creation?"

Aigron was a little stunned, and then a little dumbfounded.

His guardian, Count Dietrichstein, seemed to have really approved of this marriage, so he tried his best to sell himself to the Grand Duke and his daughter.

It was really hard for him.

"It's just a silly diversion, nothing more." He smiled, but nodded, "but if you want to see it, you will, I promise."

"That's great." Teresa laughed happily.

Under the moonlight, her smile was so white that it showed fluorescence.

"Your Highness, I also feel admiration to see you working so hard and working hard in the face of adversity." She looked at Aigron, and then said with emotion, "In contrast, the young people in our family are still What the hell are those young people doing around our family who are sycophants... well, what a disappointment."　　

52. Heart trace

"Oh... what a disappointment."

Under Aegron's gaze, Teresa sighed in disappointment.

From the young man's point of view, Teresa did not lie, but sincerely admired herself.

He was a little uneasy, even a little ashamed.

"You have won the award. How can this be regarded as hard work? It's just to find some entertainment for yourself under the last resort. There is nothing to be proud of." He shook his head.

"The meaning of our life in the world is not just to hold the power of life and death. In my opinion, dedicating spiritual pleasure to others is also an achievement to be proud of." Teresa replied seriously, "If you can't become Napoleon , you can also become Goethe, in my opinion, this does not disgrace your identity, and it also allows you to be remembered by history."

That being said, I would rather be Napoleon than Goethe, given the chance.Aegron answered in his heart.

"Don't forget that even Goethe was drawn to power, and he was an official in the Weimar Duchy for decades."

"Well... that's true." Teresa was a little confused, and finally she could only reluctantly answer, "But, I'm sure that in the next 100 or 200 years, the world will remember Goethe's works, not his privy advisers. title, and those frivolous political battles he has with his colleagues."

Seeing Teresa choked but unwilling, Aigron couldn't help laughing.

"Looks like you like these things?" He changed the subject.

"Yes, I like it very much." Teresa nodded without hesitation, "This is my way of entertainment, and it is also a tool for me to find my own existence."

"Well, why do you say that?" Aigron was a little strange.

Teresa hesitated, blinking her eyes, as if debating whether she should speak out, but finally she made up her mind.

"Do you remember the conversation we had at the dance that day? What I told you at the beginning."

"I remember." Aigron nodded, "You said that you are afraid of being watched by everyone, because you feel that what you have is only obtained by chance, and you are afraid that you will not be able to afford it."

"Yes, thank you for remembering." Teresa smiled sheepishly.

Then, she lowered her voice, "I think that my princess title is just something I got by chance. Although it is precious, it does not reflect my personal value and significance. If there is no accident, I can only I ended my life with a few inconspicuous lines in the family tree, and my name repeated the queen's name, and there was no personal trace. At that time, except for those scholars who studied heraldry, I'm afraid that even my descendants may not remember me... You see, I can't remember who my great-great-grandmother is..."

"I think few people will remember." Aigron replied gently. "I don't even know the name of my great-great-grandmother."

"Time is so ruthless. Even if you are a royal family, if you don't have something special and outstanding, you will be forgotten in a short time and disappear in the torrent of time." Teresa smiled embarrassedly, "But I I am not reconciled, I want to leave some traces, but I have limited talents, and I know that I am not enough to do this with my own ability."

Aigron didn't answer, but waited for Teresa's next words.

"My father said that I have been thinking about it since I was a child. I admit that he is right, but I can't stop myself..." Teresa smiled sheepishly again, "I really like the Louis XV era in France that has passed away. At that time, people pursued elegance, and the wives held various salons to entertain those literati, sponsor their careers, and help them display their talents. That is, with their help, there will be the Enlightenment Movement, although this movement eventually destroyed France. , but from another perspective, don’t these wives also use this to make their names in history?”

Aigron thought about it, and thought it made sense.

The French social atmosphere at that time was a bit strange (of course, it’s not much better now). The aristocratic lords and their wives were only formally married. The literati and refined scholars come to decorate their lives.

For example, the famous Voltaire and Rousseau both had their own protectors (or mistresses). Voltaire lived with the Marquis of Châtelet for 16 years, and Rousseau had affairs with a lot of ladies, and some fell out. The feud lasted for many years.