Eagle's Glory

Neither he nor the original soul in his body could imagine what would happen next.

He immediately stretched out his hand, grabbed Sophie's body heavily, and then yanked fiercely.

It was a knee-jerk reaction, and at this moment he was making a decision for himself.

Fortunately, he caught Sophie and pulled her off her mount, avoiding the disaster of being thrown off by the horse. However, while he was holding Sophie, his violent movements also made his mount Out of his control.

He fell off the right side of the horse all at once, his right shoulder first touching the ground, and at the same time his forehead touched the ground, and he lay there on his side.

Sophie was in his arms and fell to the ground with him.

"Eggron!"

Sophie, who was already stunned, suddenly let out a scream, then knelt down on the soft soil regardless of her manners, and held his head. "Are you OK?"

Seeing the scratches on the boy's forehead and face, and a small amount of blood, and the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, her tears flooded her eyes, and then overflowed.

"Aigron, are you alright?!" she cried out in a crying voice.

"I'm fine, Your Highness." Aigron looked at Sophie and couldn't help showing a smile, but the blood foam overflowing from the corner of his mouth made the answer unconvincing.

"sorry Sorry……"

Sophie apologized while crying, and then she raised her head, looking back with shame and anger that could almost set the entire forest on fire.

"Come on people!"　　

9，风波

It was already noon when the news that "Duke Reichstedt accidentally fell off his horse while hunting" reached the prime minister's residence in Vienna.

After hearing the news in astonishment, Prince Metternich, who had just finished his lunch, interrupted his nap and ordered the people around him to call the police chief and his assistant over.

After giving the order, he sat back behind the desk and looked at the bright and clear sky outside the window.

"God always surprises us."

After a while, he let out an exclamation that he didn't know whether it was regret or joy.

Soon, the police chief and his assistant Mr. Friedrich von Genz rushed to his office.

Friedrich von Genz is a middle-aged man with deep eyes and always a melancholy expression on his face.

He was Metternich's confidant and a diplomat and writer who is now well-known in Europe.

He was born in Prussia, the ancestors were Huguenots expelled from France.In his early years, he was a liberal who firmly opposed the Bourbon family's autocratic monarchy in France and Spain, but when the Great Revolution was launched, he, like the British philosopher Burke, stood up and firmly opposed France and the Great Revolution.

In his view, the best order in the world is not the new one, but the old one—an ancient feudal system in which each class has its own place, and each class runs the society according to its own rights.

Therefore, he believes that the third-level rebellion destroyed all order in France and must ultimately be responsible for the bloodshed in Europe.

"In less than six weeks they had already violated these three basic conditions. The representatives of the third estate, without the slightest authorization; shamefully trampling on the rights of the other estates, declared themselves to constitute the National Assembly alone." mentioned in the book.

After the baptism of the entire era of the Great Revolution and the Napoleonic Wars, the liberal ideals he once had in his youth have long since died. He and Metternich agree that this is an era in which the essence of tradition is declining. The only function is to try to maintain the existence of the beautiful tradition and the old system before it dies completely, and leave the rest to future generations to solve by themselves.

Just because he knows that his career will inevitably become empty talk, he is often dominated by despair, leaving only a shell in his life, and the rest is the cynicism of chasing fame, wealth and beautiful women.

Even so, he was still an excellent diplomat. Since 1812, Genz has been in close contact with all major events on the European continent. He is Metternich's closest assistant, close friend and adviser, and the two cooperate Very pleasantly until he died.

After both of them came to the office, the prime minister got straight to the point.

"I just received news that the Duke of Reichstedt fell off his horse while hunting outside the Schönbrunn Palace and was injured. His life and death are currently unknown."

Both of them were a little startled, but they both quickly regained their composure.

"You have to block the news. Although this matter will soon spread across the country and even the whole of Europe, at least the initiative should be on us. I will decide how to release the news." The prince ordered the police chief, "In addition, Lai If the Duke of Hirstedt really encounters an accident, it will cause commotion, and you must be prepared. In particular, you must not allow anyone to spread rumors and focus hatred on Austria."

"Yes." The Superintendent of Police accepted the order.

After giving the order, Prince Metternich returned to his usual calm.

"If he really just died like this, it might be a relief for everyone, including himself." After a moment of silence, Prince Metternich said sullenly, "For a person like him, continue The current situation does not necessarily lead to a happy life.”

"Then what do you mean...?" The Superintendent seemed to understand him. "Let's just ignore it and just watch him see God earlier?"

"Stupid!" Metternich glared at his subordinates. "We cannot afford to murder him. We must do our best. Send him the best doctor! God will decide the rest, if God decides to To relieve suffering for all, then we will do His will."

"Yes, I understand." The police chief bowed his head and listened to the order.

"If it is really the worst, the French king will be so happy that he will jump out of bed, and the name that bothers him will soon disappear completely." The prince sighed to his assistant Genz, "he is so lucky! Two My brother is dead ahead, even my nephew Louis XVII and Napoleon and his son can't survive him!"

"There are other heirs to the Bonaparte family." Mr. Genz replied in a low voice.

"But there is only one heir to Napoleon. If he dies, it means that Napoleon is extinct. No one in the Bonaparte family can have his appeal." Prince Metternich shook his head.

Although they all knew that Napoleon had an illegitimate son, they did not exist in the spectrum of orthodoxy.

"The Duke of Enghien was also the only son of Prince Condé, but Napoleon shot him without hesitation... Maybe this is retribution." Genz shrugged and made a mockery.

There was another silence in the room, and they recalled the past events that were dusty in history.

In 1804, in order to avenge the attempted assassination of the royalists, Napoleon sent military police to capture the Duke of Enghien, who was in exile in Baden, back to France and then shot him directly. Although the current Prince of Condé is still alive, he has no other heirs or brothers. , so the Kong Dai family, which once had a glorious history, is doomed to become extinct.

"The Bourbon family is not qualified to be too happy too early. Even if the Bonaparte family temporarily withdraws, they still have a vicious enemy lying in the heart of France... Your Highness, the envoy of the Duke of Orleans came to Vienna yesterday, and I just want to talk to you Report." Mr. Gentz ​​shrugged, "Don't forget, the Orleans family has no shortage of heirs."

"Oh, the French!" His Royal Highness sneered full of sarcasm.

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"Duke Reichstedt's fall from horse" was like a stone thrown into a lake. It caused an uproar in Schönbrunn Palace and Vienna. There were whispers about it everywhere. Some people were sad and some people were secretly happy .

Only at the very center of the turmoil, everything returned to calm.

Aegron was lying in his room at this time, intoxicated in the deep darkness.

He was carried back hastily, and before he lost consciousness, he only remembered Sophie hugging him tightly, tears patting his cheeks and arms like raindrops.

Seeing her so heartbroken, Aigron only felt that the pain in his body was a little less, and then he felt his body was floating on the water, and then he passed out.

Even in the 21st century, there are still many celebrities who fell from horses and died or were seriously injured, but he did not expect that when he came to this world, he would suffer such bad luck.

Perhaps this child was doomed to doom from birth.

But... this is definitely not the result he wants to accept.

No... definitely can't fall here... I'm not free yet... I still have too much to do...

I can't live shorter than the original owner of this body, and I can never be a laughing stock for myself and others!

After an unknown amount of time, with anger and unwillingness, the boy finally regained his consciousness tenaciously.

There was silence all around, as if nothing could be heard.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty... Please wake up..."

The soft call slowly gathered in his ears.

What Your Majesty... Is Emperor Franz here now?

No, no, it seems to be talking to me.

Where am I, Your Majesty? !My empire is long gone!

The current of consciousness stimulated his brain, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

The voice became louder and the tone became more urgent, full of excitement and joy.

Am I dreaming?

The blurred vision slowly came into focus, and then he realized that he was not dreaming.

A girl in a black maid costume and a white apron was lying beside her.

She looked a little older than herself, with a petite figure, and her facial features were quite delicate. The golden hair on her head poured down from the white turban, and her blue eyes were full of tears, and she was always looking at herself.

Good-looking is pretty good-looking, but... what the hell is going on here?

Aigron looked around and found himself lying on the bed in his room, with no one around.

Judging by the darkness outside the window, it should be early in the morning.

"Who are you...?" He asked in a low voice, ignoring the pain in his body.

"Your Majesty... God bless you, you have finally woken up..." Seeing that Aigron regained consciousness, the maid's crying became more and more intense, thanking him for waking up.

"Who the hell are you! Answer me." Aigron was a little impatient.

At this time, he suddenly discovered another abnormality.

The maid did not speak the usual German at the Habsburg court, but French.

"are you French……?"

"Your Majesty... Please let me take it easy..." The maid took a few breaths, and finally regained her composure, "I am the maid who accompanied Princess Sophie and came from Bavaria with her... Today, because she was worried, she sent me to take care of you."

"So you are from Bavaria?" Aigron finally understood the situation a little bit.

"No, Your Majesty, I am French." The maid shook her head lightly, "My father was an officer and served in the imperial army. He died in 1815...I fled to Bavaria with my relatives, yours Brother Yi took us in and took care of us to grow up, it's a pity that a good man like him passed away early..."

That is to say, she was the orphan of an imperial officer and was taken in by Eugène de Beauharney, and then followed Princess Sophie, who was married to the Austrian court, to Schönbrunn Palace as a maid.

Because his thoughts were too complicated, he had a headache.

"Why do you call me Your Majesty?" To divert attention, he asked a seemingly meaningless question.

"Because you are His Majesty...you are the one who is destined to inherit the empire!" The maid replied in a natural tone, "I have no one else to serve except you."

This answer made Eggron both surprised and at a loss.

"Empire, where do I still have empire..." He smiled wryly.

"No, as long as you are still alive, there will be an empire, and we will have it!" The maid comforted him anxiously, "Your Majesty, I ask you not to be discouraged, God will take care of you in the end!"

Aigron could hear that her excitement was genuine.

This kind of intention is a little touching.

"Then what's your name?" Aegron asked again.

"My name is Chanel, Your Majesty." The maid stood up, bowed to him, and replied respectfully. "Chanel Noel. I have been waiting for a long time since I came here, and today I finally got the chance...Your Majesty, please let me do my best for you!"　　

10, life experience

"Your Majesty, please let me do my best for you!"

Looking at the maid Chanel with a sincere face and tears in her eyes, Egron was silent for a while.

The sudden incident made it difficult for him to digest at once, and he had to think carefully.

Could this be a test by the Austrians, wanting to see if there is still ambition in their minds?He thought first.

It shouldn't be. Is there any point in this kind of temptation?It's strange that I don't have any ambitions, what kind of temptation is needed.

However, there are contingencies in everything, and it would be too naive to completely trust the other party just by relying on a few words and actions.

But he wants to try.

The depression and resentment in his heart have accumulated enough, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he still has to try.

He is currently isolated and helpless, and urgently needs outside help, and even more urgently needs a channel for exchanging information with the outside world. If there is really someone close to him, and he can trust him, it will be earth-shaking help.

Perhaps this is a crucial step out of the predicament.

So, no matter what, he wanted to try it!

After making up his mind, he no longer hesitated.

"Why are you so loyal to me?" he asked.

The maid was slightly surprised.

"It is my duty to be loyal to you. After all...my father also served you loyally."

"That's not a solid reason." Aigron shook his head slightly, and then frowned because of the physical pain.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing his pain, the maid hurriedly bowed down and supported his shoulders.

With her movements, the long hair under the scarf also swept over his arms, and the faint fragrance was passed to his nose.

But he was unmoved.

"However, more than ten years ago, almost everyone in France swore allegiance to the Bonaparte family. According to your logic, the new generation of French people will immediately allegiance to me, but in reality this is completely impossible." Aigron said coldly Looking at Chanel's face, "What is the reason that drives you to be so loyal? What made you insist on running over from Bavaria, and insisting on waiting for so long before running to see me? Logically speaking, you should have never received wave The favor of the Nabal family is right."

Under Aigron's questioning, Chanel was obviously embarrassed.