"Charles, are you interested in going on diplomacy next? I think you have that talent......"

Louis Bonaparte's question, which made Charles a little overwhelmed for a moment, and even the Marquis of Treville, who was next to him, twitched a little uneasily after hearing it.

What did he mean by that? Charles's heart couldn't help but spin rapidly.

Strictly speaking, this is indeed a reward - in Europe, where there are many powerful countries, diplomacy is indeed an extremely important political matter, so much so that in many European countries, the foreign minister is the de facto first minister.

Since Louis Bonaparte said that Charles would be asked to "conduct diplomacy", he would certainly not just make him a small clerk or ambassador to a foreign country, but would give him important powers in the field of diplomacy - although he would not be allowed to become foreign minister at such a young age.

It's just that...... It was a bit of a wonder to say this on this occasion -- especially when he was already in the midst of a storm in the War Department.

"Charles, what do you think of this idea?" Seeing that Charles was still pondering, Louis Bonaparte asked again.

"Sir, I had not thought of what you said to me...... "Charles replied quickly, "I beg your pardon for not knowing how to answer it now. ”

"Oh, it's okay, I also know it's too surprising for you to say this now" Louis Bonaparte waved his hand tolerantly, "Anyway, it's not in a hurry now, you can think about it slowly...... Now I'm convinced that you're far more important than anyone else in helping me win the hearts and minds of the Army. ”

After a pause. He looked at Charles with a strange look in his gaze. "Besides, let a Tréville do diplomacy. Isn't it just the way to silence these pretentious foreigners? Shire, there aren't many of us who can do that......"

Although I don't know if it's true or not. But Charles suddenly felt in his heart that judging from his knowledge of Louis Bonaparte, this psychology of envy and jealousy was indeed the psychology of Louis Bonaparte.

Like his uncle, he was very envious of the nobles and had an implicit inferiority complex, so he tried to get close to them after taking power. And in his mind, Charles de Treville was not only a good assistant, but also a good vase for his power, a luxurious ornament that could be displayed in front of the courts of all Europe.

From this point of view. It is not surprising that he wants Charles to engage in diplomacy and add luster to himself.

However, Charles also knew that he would make this decision, and it certainly would not be for this one reason.

He rolled his gaze slightly, and then inadvertently met his grandfather's eyes. At this time, Marshal Trevier was also looking at him with concern on his face.

After the two of them looked at each other for a moment, the Marquis of Treville squeezed his eyes slightly.

After years of getting along, Charles was already able to understand his grandfather's thoughts, and he was shocked, as if he couldn't believe his grandfather's decision. However, when he looked at him again inquiringly, his grandfather had turned his face away.

Then there is nothing to hesitate about.

"No...... Don't think about it anymore, I thank you so much for giving me such an opportunity, sir. "Although I was puzzled. But Charles still let his tone appear agitated, "You know, actually...... I've always wanted to be involved in foreign affairs. I'm very interested in playing against other countries, and this is the opportunity I've been looking forward to! I was just worried about things being interrupted right now. So that it has a bad impact on our cause......"

"Your concerns are valid, so that's what I mean. After all the business has been taken care of, you will go ......," replied Louis Bonaparte with a smile, "So, Charles, now we have to rely on you to continue our efforts." ”

In other words, after a coup d'état was staged and he was put on the throne of supremacy, Charles would be transferred to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

A smile still spreads across her face. "That's what I've been looking forward to, sir."

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When the meal was over, the president was the first to leave the dining place, and the other dignitaries began to leave.

After the congratulators gathered around the Marquis of Treville had dispersed, Charles finally found a way to get to his grandfather's side.

"Grandpa, what the hell is going on?" He asked in a low voice. "Why did you just ask me to say yes right away?"

"Is there any room for you not to agree, young man?" Perhaps because he was really tired today, the Marquis of Treville did not look very good, but only glanced sideways at Charles.

This rhetorical question made Charles hesitate slightly.

"What if...... If I insist, he ...... He may not insist. Finally, Charles replied with some confidence.

"yes, that's right, maybe he won't support it." The old man nodded with a sneer, "But what's the point of that for you?" Do you think you would be able to achieve anything in your current position without his support? ”

“…… How could he not support me? Charles was shocked. I...... What a thing I've done for him! ”

"So he's already given us something in return, and he could even say he's given enough." Marquis Treville gently shook the marshal's staff in his hand, "Charles, sometimes we have to put ourselves in other people's shoes, so that we can figure out a lot of other things. ”

"What do you mean......" Charles' eyes widened, finally making sense of something.

Then, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, "He...... Why did he think that? How could I ......"

"It doesn't matter what you think, what matters is that you have the ability - even if you don't have it now, you will still have it one day. As a leader, it is necessary for him to plan ahead. So, let's face it, Charles. The old man sighed, then squeezed his grandson's hand, "Besides, this result is not bad. He has to continue to rely on our ......"

That's right, the Trévilles are climbing too high in the army these days. Charles did better than Louis Bonaparte had imagined, relying on the cooperation of the new Minister of War, General Saint-Arnault. He purged the War Office in one fell swoop, and methodically pushed forward the envisaged institutional reforms, while also using the opportunity to promote many loyal people.

So, in Louis Bonaparte's mind, is the Tréville family too proud of the army now?

The old one had just been promoted to marshal, and might in the future be the commander of a large expeditionary force, and if the younger one had stayed in the army any longer, he would have known how much more he would have to make - at least Louis Bonaparte had reason to be worried.

So, Charles was asked to leave the War Office at the right time to get involved in foreign affairs. On the one hand, there was a reward for him, ready to make him famous throughout Europe; On the one hand, it is also a check and balance to keep the Treville family from being out of control.

Perhaps he did not disbelieve in or suspect the Tréville family, which was just an inevitable means for the government to balance his subordinates. However, Charles still felt a little uncomfortable.

Although in his heart, he was not opposed to participating in foreign affairs, but he still felt very uncomfortable with this kind of origin.

"I've heard some rumors lately," the old man cast his gaze into the distance. The voice was also deliberately muffled, "Joseph Bonaparte has said bad things about you in front of the president several times, saying that you will not be resigned to the role of mere assistant. ”

"He is worthy of me, too?" A wave of anger grew in Charles's heart, and he sneered. "Is it because of his words that he ......?"

"Don't worry, it's a good thing that someone says bad things about you in front of the president all the time. The president will not change his mind about this. At least not yet. The old man shrugged nonchalantly, "Charles." Do what you have to do now, and God will reward us. ”

"He's not as good as the emperor after all." Charles bowed his head and replied sullenly, "If it's the Emperor." He will not be afraid of his men. ”

"Come on......" As if hearing some kind of joke, the Marquis of Trevil laughed mockingly again, "Don't keep saying such arbitrary things if you haven't been with the Emperor, I can see very clearly, the Emperor also guarded Talleyrand and Bernadotte every day." ”

"But......" Charles' eyes widened.

How can I be treated by one of them?

"Nothing, Charles, it's a great honor, and you're entitled to it." The old man suddenly turned his head and looked at Charles with affection, "My grandson, can this little thing stop you?" ”

Charles was silent.

He had finally grasped the whole situation.

It turned out that unconsciously, because of his various achievements, he had become too outstanding in the eyes of everyone to control the talent, and was even regarded as a young version of Talleyrand, so that Louis Bonaparte began to think about how to balance himself!

Should this be sad or honored?

At least Charles is very honored.

Seeing Charles's sudden realization, the Marquis of Treville's heart was also full of relief.

This is my grandson, even the emperor's heir is afraid of him!

In this emotional situation, he decided to make friends with his grandson.

"Alright, Charles, don't worry." He leaned into Charles' ear and whispered, "You don't have to leave the War Department now, there's still time!" Let's find a way to leave as much influence as possible...... Also, if you have me, will I make you suffer? I'm old, but I'm still in my right mind, and I know what to do...... Charles, there are some things that can only be said between the two of us, as long as we keep the power in our hands, then are we afraid that we will be kicked away? No matter how impatient Napoleon was, couldn't he only use Talleyrand and Fouché? ”

His hint was already obvious—he was going to do his best to cultivate private power in the future, so that his grandson would not suffer in a hundred years' time.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Charles, full of gratitude, hugged his grandfather tightly, only to feel that his heart, which had been suddenly traumatized today, had regained his confidence. 、

"Only between us in Treville can we be completely loyal......"

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As time passed, the parade prepared by Charles and others had come to an end, and the troops participating in the parade began to march to the outskirts of the Sartori parade ground, where they were ready to assemble again and leave Sartori by various means.

The hustle and bustle of Sartori regained its silence, leaving countless ribbons, flags, and leathers on the empty ground.

Many workers and soldiers are cleaning up the remnants, while the fences, walkways and viewing platforms have been preserved for possible military parades in the future.

In the midst of the sparse crowd, Charles wandered aimlessly, staring at the seemingly endless wasteland in the distance.

The guards followed in the distance, carefully staring around.

The news of Charles' shooting, which soon reached the ears of Louis Bonaparte, also aroused his great anger, and he reversed his usual calm and composed, summoned the Minister of the Interior to give him a stern reprimand, and it was because of this reprimand that the city had recently become more heavily guarded, and even Charles had followed a few guards.

Although Charles was a little moved by this kind of kindness, it was a little inconvenient after all, but it was also a kindness that he could not refuse, so he had to accept it first.

However, because of today's incident, Charles decided to send all these people back as soon as possible, so as not to let his every move fall into the eyes of others.

In the cold wind of the wasteland, Charles quietly contemplated the situation he was facing.

Oddly enough, he didn't hate Louis Bonaparte now - in the end, he was just doing what needed to be done in his position.

What about me? Shouldn't I do what I need to do?

He suddenly asked himself.

He hated being manipulated, especially now that he had great power.

Yes, I supported Louis Bonaparte, but I didn't have to be loyal to the Bonapartes...... It would be ridiculous to have to bow down to a man just because he was lucky enough to get a surname!

I can't allow my future and destiny to be changed by someone's joy or anger, or someone's words, even if it gets better.

Eventually, Charles made up his mind.

He did not realize that unexpectedly, as his status and power grew, he had developed even more burning ambitions than before.

If before he was fighting for the cause of the Bonaparte, and by the way, for himself, then after that, he was fighting for himself, and by the way, for the Bonaparte. (To be continued......) R1292