Versailles is worse than being queen

◎The secret of the crown prince and princess◎

Passing through the Rococo arches outside the dome-shaped grove is like passing through an invisible and wonderful dividing line-the breeze blows, and the green and moist forest breath blows towards your face.

The dense crowns of the oak trees spread out from their vigorously spreading branches, covering the sky like a green cloud.The sunlight sifted through the green shadows and became as cool and soft as a veil.

There is a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground, and it is not yet autumn, so there will be no "click" sound when you step on it, but it is as quiet as stepping on soft new snow.There is also a creek nearby, hidden among forest trees and stones, and the soil is fresh and moist.

When Louis watched Antania directing the crowd to spread light brown tapestry on the ground, and set out baskets of freshly baked bread, as well as various pastries, fine wine, ham, roast chicken and cheese, he was beyond shocked: " We... can sit on the ground and eat?"

"Try it?" Antanya smiled, picked up a baguette and made a move at him.

……

After a while, Louis was holding a chicken leg, and he couldn't be more excited: "My God, this is really a great invention!"

He spoke solemnly, as if commenting on some new scientific and technological breakthrough.

"Getting close to nature is good for your body, especially if you are not very old." Antanya picked off a dandelion, leaned in front of her and blew.

The white fluff flew away and floated in front of Henriette, startling her—and then she giggled.

"You're younger than me!" Louis said unconvinced, but his eyes followed the dandelions up very honestly—this was a wonderful sight.

He hesitated in his heart for several seconds before making up his mind to ask, "What is this?"

"It's a dandelion." Antanya tried her best not to laugh, so as not to embarrass the child and never ask a question again.

"So it's a dandelion!"

"Well, I'll give you a blowjob."

Antania broke off a particularly large dandelion pom-pom and handed it to Louis carefully.

Although she was very careful, when the dandelion was handed to the prince, a few tufts of fluff flew away.

Louie took a deep, deep breath that felt like his chest would explode—and blew it through.

call!

The dandelion pompoms exploded and turned into snow-white fluff all over the sky, floating and wandering around him.

Louis felt something indescribable suddenly popped out of his chest just like the breath just now, and it dispersed with a "boom", exploding into gorgeous fireworks all over the sky——

He has seen countless elaborate fireworks, and they are far less happy than blowing away this dandelion.

"Very good, you have learned how to blow a dandelion." Antanya patted the little fat man on the shoulder with great satisfaction, "Next, I can teach you how to tread water."

The shade of the trees covered all the heat of the summer afternoon. Antanya walked to the stream, took off her shoes and socks, and stepped into the water with her bare feet.

Louis' eyes widened again in shock.

Everything that happened today was far beyond his cognition.

"Hiss...it's still a bit cold." Antanya stood up while supporting the tree roots by the stream, and untied the hem of her skirt.

This is a little white dress that she specially asked a tailor to modify on the basis of a white silk dress. The skirt is detachable.

In public, she still wears long skirts that can drag the floor to match the extravagant atmosphere of the Palace of Versailles-if the skirt doesn't drag on the floor and get dirty, she can wear it several times, which will lose her aristocratic status.

And in the grove where there are only the closest maids and servants, she can remove the hem of the skirt and enjoy the lightness of the silk skirt that only reaches the ankle.

In order to enjoy this summer afternoon, she secretly took Henriette out, avoiding Countess Noailles—otherwise everything would be ruined.At Louis' 16th birthday party in her previous life, Countess Noaille watched her encourage a group of people to step into the water and play, her face turned dark.

What's more perfect is that the Duke of La Vaugouon did not follow Louis, which is really rare.You know, before, he always looked like he was afraid that she would snatch the little prince away from him.

"Antoinette, you are... amazing!"

As soon as Antanya turned her head, she saw the look of admiration when she saw her picking asparagus appeared again on the face of the little chubby, as if she was a magician with bare feet on the fire or the tip of a knife.

Antanya finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

She bent down and carefully picked out a piece of light and thin stone, and hooked her finger at him mysteriously: "Louis, do you want to learn how to swim?"

……

"This is really the happiest day in my life." Louis lay on his back on the grass by the stream, his feet dipped in the stream and rocked back and forth, "Thank you, Antoinette!"

Growing up in the deep palace of Versailles, it was the first time in his life that Louis, who played wildly in the wild, was as happy as a child—no, he was a child in the first place.

"You're welcome." Antanya sat and looked at him with a smile.

The blue-headed tits chirped in the woods, and the sun dappled on the little prince's face, making his blue eyes particularly bright on his round face.

Those blue eyes reminded her of her crybaby brother Maximilian...and her youngest son Charlie.

Charlie and the current Louie really look alike.

Antanya lowered her eyes and said softly, "Actually, this is the childhood of most people."

In a way, Louie is also pitiful.

He was born to be a king.

But he wasn't born to be a king.

Antanya turned around and looked at the little prince with her arms on her cheeks: "Louis, we should leave Versailles to see the outside world... to see the real France."

"This country belongs to me." Louis scratched his head doubtfully, "This is the real France, right?"

Antanya was silent for a moment.

"Louis, although you are the crown prince and will become the king of France in the future, you are only one person after all-and there are 500 million people in France."

"They made this country, so I thought... we should go and see how the French people really live."

"Ah, good!" Louis' eyes lit up, "Then we can leave Versailles!"

Antanya was a little dumbfounded for a while.

What she thought in her heart was to investigate the social conditions, but what Louis thought... Maybe it was time to go out and play?

She hesitated for a few seconds, but finally said nothing, and reached out to touch Louis' messy short hair.

For the sake of the future, she originally planned to try to cultivate the prince's ability to lead the country as soon as possible - although his indecision and cowardice at critical moments in her previous life disappointed her, she still had a glimmer of hope, maybe it was because she didn't cultivate well when she was young Woolen cloth?

But seeing this scene, Antanya couldn't help but soften her heart.

In her previous life, she was married to the Palace of Versailles when she was less than 15 years old, and her carefree childhood ended.

And this cheerful little boy in front of him grew up here, he almost...has no childhood at all.

Forget it, just wait.

With the grandfather still alive, Louis always had a few more years to be a child.

……

This picnic trip opened the eyes of His Royal Highness the Dauphin of France, as if opening the door to a new world.

He ran barefoot in the creek, hit the water countless times, and finally created the highest record of jumping three times.

And the roast chicken, ham, thick soup, and bread that he had always been able to put on a white porcelain plate inlaid with gold in his cognition seemed to suddenly become twice as delicious when eaten on the grass.

He ate two roast chickens, a large baguette with cheese ragu, two pieces of Mont Blanc chestnut cake and a pot of stew.

After eating and drinking, Louis burped contentedly, and finally made an important decision.

The princess shared such a wonderful thing with him, and he should open the door of his secret kingdom to her—he asked anxiously and expectantly: "Antoinette, do you want to visit my forging workshop? "

"Oh?" Antanya was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered where it was, "Okay."

Prince Louis has a secret base, which is his happiest and most comfortable place.

Antanya knew it there in her previous life.She'd only been there once or twice, and she wasn't interested in it, but she knew Louie liked being there—he could be a carefree locksmith there.

Starting from the cabinet at the entrance, there are scattered anvils and heavy black irons everywhere.

The 36-grid flat wooden drawer is full of screws, bolts and key blanks of various colors. On the long table are large and small files, hammers and gear commutators, and a bunch of keys are hung on the wall.

Louis carefully observed Antanya's expression several times.

——Huh, fortunately, she didn't look surprised or contemptuous when many people came here, just like he was doing something shady.

He just likes to study locks.

"What do you think?" He twisted his fingers nervously.

"I've never seen such a magical place." Antanya said confidently, "So many locks—did you make them all?"

She controlled her expression and made just the right exclamation.

Teenagers at this age, especially those whose nature has been suppressed, need encouragement.

Louie's face lit up with her question: "Yes, yes!"

The little prince obviously let go a lot at once.

He took Antanya all the way through the long cabinet with locks: "This is the simplest padlock, but it is the first lock I made!"

"Oh, I'm so proud of you." Antanya smiled.

Louis blushed slightly, and he straightened his chest: "And this one - this is a cam lock designed by the British on the basis of a Chinese three-bolt lock. I took it apart and learned how to make one myself. !"

"You see, the metal leaf inside is turned by a spring. After the key is inserted here, it must be turned to the notch of the lock tongue to open it. This is much safer, because it is particularly difficult to crack." *

Antanya didn't actually understand, but this didn't prevent her from continuing to look at the chubby little guy with encouraging eyes: "You are amazing!"

At first, it was just encouragement, but Antanya really admired Louis after watching him.

In her previous life, she was not interested, so she never noticed that the locks he made were quite sophisticated—there was even a spherical lock installed in the Palace of Versailles a century or two later.

Among other things, Louie had a real talent for lockmaking.

Today, all the rooms in the Palace of Versailles are unlocked... Antanya thought that this hobby of the little prince might be useful in a more practical way.

Louie finally led her down the corridor and into another room.

A huge furnace stood in the center of the room, glowing red with fire.The temperature in the room is significantly higher than the surrounding area, making people sweat profusely when they get close.

The little prince pointed at the furnace with great pride: "Look, this is the forge I just bumped into a few months ago! Do you know forge welding?"

"I don't know, but it sounds amazing."

"It's really nothing... just heat two pieces of metal, probably to the point where they almost melt - the metal is still solid at this point, but already very soft. While it's so hot, you put them together , hit them hard with a hammer, and they will stick together! The only difficulty is that the metal is particularly prone to rust at high temperatures, so I will sprinkle sand on it during forging and welding, which can solve the problem.”

"I see! It sounds difficult."

"Yes, this technique is much more difficult than simply grinding iron, and it is a bit dangerous! But I still insisted on building this forge, because it can make more free shapes and have better control over the metal shape , and more sophisticated locks can be made!"

Louis said happily, "The precision required for forging is very high, and I am constantly polishing my skills...I want to invent my own lock!"

At this moment, the Duke of Lavorgón appeared at the door: "Your Highness!"

"Ah, Monsieur Duke. What's the matter?"

"Please come out, I have something to tell you."

"Oh... well. Antoinette, you can look around, but don't go near the forge—it's dangerous for you."

"No problem." Antanya agreed.

Louis followed the Duke out of the house suspiciously.

Not long after leaving the door, the Duke of Lavegouon suddenly turned around and grabbed Louis' hand.

"Oh! What are you doing?" Louis was taken aback.

The Duke's face was tense, but there was some kind of fanatical light in his eyes, and even his voice trembled: "Your Highness! That Austrian woman... she, she is a witch!"

The author says:

Little Fatty's hobbies will come in handy in the future, serious face.

*Refer to Du Wanming's "The Evolution of Building Door Locks and Building Smart Door Locks".