"——Edgar, I hope you will not live up to my expectations."
As Aiglon spoke, he looked directly at Edgar.
Edgar understood that although the young man's tone was very polite, it was not a request - it was an order.
I don't know why, but looking at his eyes, Edgar suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.
"Okay, I will try my best - no, I will do my best, Your Majesty." He blurted out quickly.
"Very good." Seeing how obedient he was, Aigron nodded with satisfaction.
Then, he patted Edgar on the shoulder to encourage him. "It's all thanks to you, Edgar. Since you don't have much time, let's start as soon as possible."
"Start now?" Edgar was a little confused.
"Start now." Aigron replied flatly.
Then, he walked up and down the grass with his hands behind his back, just as he was composing a script in Schonbrunn Palace.
"First of all, we must highlight the image of Napoleon himself. He must occupy a central position and be taller than anyone in the picture - I know he is not tall, but it doesn't matter. No one can steal the spotlight from His Majesty the Emperor." Aiglon.
While pacing, he asked Edgar, "Have you seen His Majesty the Emperor?"
"I have seen it." Edgar nodded quickly and replied, "Before the empire fell, my father once took me to attend court activities, and I got the honor of meeting His Majesty the Emperor... Although I was still young at the time,
But his face is forever etched in my memory."
"Very good." Aigron nodded.
To be honest, even if he was not a time traveler but was the original King of Rome, he probably wouldn't remember what Napoleon looked like - after all, he was brought to Austria when he was four years old.
"When you draw him, you should try to beautify him as much as possible. It is best to hold a scepter or ride a horse. You should portray him like Jupiter holding a thunder in his hand. His expression should be solemn and majestic, but still benevolent.
The enemies knelt down in front of him. Remember, there must be no bloody and cruel scenes! We cannot let farmers recall the endless military service. We must create a romantic idol rather than a terrifying devil."
Aigron continued, "In addition, when I appear in the picture album, I am portrayed as a child standing next to the god, enjoying his incomparable expectations. I want everyone to know that Jupiter gave me to
After leaving France, I am destined to shoulder a great destiny and complete his legacy."
After thinking about it, Aigron added, "I have been away from France for more than ten years. No French person has really witnessed my growth. This is too fatal... So in order to let the French people be familiar with my current appearance, your
The album should be done step by step, enriching my image little by little around Napoleon, from my childhood to my youth, and I want the farmers to follow God and witness my adulthood."
Aigron kept talking for a long time, while Edgar listened in stunned silence.
"Edgar, do you remember?" Aigron asked.
"...I didn't completely remember it, Your Majesty, you spoke a bit too fast." Edgar replied with some embarrassment, "Can you elaborate a little more?"
Aiglon sighed secretly in his heart.
He had to admit that this lovely Mr. Edgar de Treville was much more difficult to use than Chanel - Chanel never had to say it a second time when recording his dictation to himself.
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Forget it, there are not many people in the world who are as passionate about their career as Chanel. You can't ask for too much in everything.
So Aigron explained his request in detail.
As he explained, Edgar gradually began to find his state, and began to participate in discussions with the young people as a painter. On the one hand, he gave professional suggestions, and on the other hand, he also asked Egron to delete some unrealistic ideas.
requirements.
With his help, the ideas that originally had only a few outlines in the young man's mind gradually turned into a very clear and clear composition.
Although it is still a long way from being put on paper, Aigron believes that with Edgar's talent, he can definitely complete this work.
"Edgar, the next thing will depend on you." Aigron looked at the young man across from him expectantly, "In the next few days, you will draw a sketch of what the two of us have discussed, and then
I will take a final look at what needs to be modified, and once the final version is completed, I will find a way to find a place to print it in large quantities, and finally send it to France for distribution."
"Okay, I will try my best, Your Majesty!" Edgar agreed confidently, "I dare not guarantee you if you ask me to do other things, but if you ask me to paint, this is my specialty, and I will never
You won’t be disappointed!”
Then he asked, "By the way, have you decided on a title for the album?"
Aigron thought for a moment and then answered. "The title is called - The Follower."
"By the way, try not to show my mother in all these pictures." As if he thought of something, Aigron suddenly added.
"...Why?" Edgar didn't respond.
"She is Mrs. Kneiper now." Aigron shrugged.
He had no problem with Louisa remarrying after Napoleon's death, but he did not want the French to think that his mother was now the monarch of a small Italian state under the Habsburg Empire.
"Okay, I will pay attention, Your Majesty!" Edgar suddenly understood, and then agreed.
Seeing that things were going so smoothly, Aigron felt much better.
Facing the roaring spring breeze in the woods, he leisurely looked up at the blue sky.
This is just the first edition of the album. If necessary, he can continue to conceive more in the future. He must use this effective propaganda method to arouse French farmers' memories of the glory of the Empire and arouse their respect for Bonaparte.
In memory of the Ba family.
Although this cannot make them stand up in rebellion and support him to return to the country and proclaim himself emperor, Aigron believes that as long as he continues to carry out similar propaganda, sooner or later he will be the support of the people - after all, farmers are still the main body of the French population.
.
This is a long journey, and he must go step by step, but he is confident that he can reach the glorious end.
Agron ended his conversation with Edgar, leaving the painter time to put his ideas on canvas, while he continued his walk among the hedges and woods.
To his surprise, after Edgar returned, his wife Alice walked up to him.
"Mr. Memmingen." Alice saluted the young man respectfully.
"Mrs. Treville, do you have any orders?" Aigron asked.
"How dare I order you?" Alice smiled warmly, "I have a request, but I don't know if you can agree to it."
"Please tell me -" Aiglon replied.
To be honest, he was really curious.
"Next we are going to go boating on Lake Constance and enjoy the beautiful scenery... Mr. Memmingen, may I have the honor to invite you to go with me?" Alice asked with a smile.
This was really surprising. Aigron looked at the other party in surprise, not understanding what the intention was.
"Don't worry, I don't have any special intention. I just think that if you are present, my trip will be more memorable. After all, maybe my husband's trip is more for you than for me." Ai Li.
Si continued to look at him with a slight smile, "I wonder if you can grant me such an honor?"
Seeing her smile, Aigron's heart sank secretly.
She always felt like she was complaining about something.
Do you feel unwilling to be taken advantage of, or do you feel resentful that your wedding trip has turned into a cover for a conspiracy?
"Are you protesting against us?" Aigron thought for a moment, then asked directly. "If that's the case, I'm sorry...but I can only say that each of us has to do something we can't help but do.
"
"I'm a little annoyed. I believe that with your magnanimity, you will tolerate my emotions." Alice's smile disappeared, and then she sighed softly, "But now that things have developed to this point, I will not
What's the point of sighing? I might as well think about how to make things more perfect. In a sense, having Napoleon's son as a guest on my wedding trip is a rare honor in the world, right?"
"Is this so-called optimism?" Aigron couldn't help laughing.
"I prefer to call it realism." Alice opened her eyes wide, and then looked at the young man challengingly, "How about it, sir, are you willing to spend some time to compensate for my shortcomings?"
"Yes, of course." Aigron agreed without thinking.
Now that Alice has made it clear, he doesn't want to play any guessing games anymore, "If you don't mind meeting the Ogre King face to face, then of course I will be happy to be your guest and entertain you on your wedding trip."
It has been two months since he arrived in Switzerland, and Switzerland, which was originally very nervous, has become more relaxed now.
He was not a wanted criminal in the first place, and the Swiss had no motivation to search the country for a rumor. After two months of dealing with it, they were too lazy to continue the investigation.
So now as long as he is careful not to show off, it won't be a problem to go boating on the lake.
"If you are the Ogre King, then we are probably also the Goblin Chiefs." Alice sighed again, "So what else do you need to care about now? To be honest, I married Ed.
When I married, I should have thought of today. After all, General Treville has never concealed his political stance... Well, I once had a chance, hoping that the old general's thoughts were just castles in the air and would not affect my marriage.
Your future life, because you stayed in Austria, and it seems that you will live as a member of the Austrian royal family in the future, and will no longer interfere with France. Who could have thought... who could have thought..."
"Who would have thought that my ambition would be so tenacious and refuse to be extinguished in Vienna?" Aigron smiled and completed what Alice had not said.
Then, he continued, "There are many things in the world that make people helpless, madam. My ambition has not been extinguished, and General Treville's ambition has not been extinguished, so we decided to do some big things together, everything
It's that simple, I have never forced anyone to work for me, and I don't have the ability to force anyone now, so everything is people's own choice——"
"No need to explain to me, I understand. I figured it out during the sleepless night last night. You have no responsibility, and the Treville family has done nothing wrong. You are just executing your own will." Ally.
Si smiled bitterly and nodded, "Everyone has their own pursuits and bears the price for their decisions. I also bear all the costs for my decision - I insisted on marrying Edgar. I knew it beforehand.
There are risks involved, so I will never blame others when things happen."
After a moment, she added, "And even now I have no regrets. I am Alice de Treville now. If my husband and father-in-law regard you as their majesty, then you are also mine."
Your Majesty, I only hope that your career will succeed as soon as possible and that the sacrifices you make will be as small as possible..."
"We can do this if we work hard enough," Eggron replied.
But to be honest, he couldn't guarantee it. After all, sacrifices were inevitable, and he himself had sacrificed a lot.
"Then, Your Majesty, I look forward to your arrival." Alice saluted the young man again to show her respect for him.
After a moment, she seemed to think of something again, "By the way, I heard from Edgar that you want to have a fair duel with Agnes to learn sword skills?"
"Yes, I have this idea." Aigron admitted. "Of course, if you don't want her to fight with others, then I can withdraw my request."
"That's not necessary. It's a good thing for Agnes to learn a lesson..." At this time, Alice spoke again. She pursed her lips with a smile and looked at her sister who was walking with an umbrella in the distance, "Like her
A little girl like this who doesn’t know what the sky is and doesn’t know how to restrain herself after going out. If someone really gets killed, she’ll be in trouble.”
Then she changed the subject, "It's just... are you really confident that you can win? My sister is very powerful. If you make any mistakes, we will commit a big crime!"
"I happen to be a person who has too much confidence in myself. I believe I can win." Agron proudly raised his chin and looked at the young woman in front of him, "Don't worry, if Agnes can really defeat me,
I will happily admit defeat. This is just a game, there is no crime to speak of, and I am not the kind of loser who just takes his anger out on others."
"If that's the case, then I'm relieved..." Alice pursed her lips and smiled, "Then I'm looking forward to your performance - in addition... I have one more thing to ask you."
Alice raised her head and looked at the young man solemnly, "Agnes is innocent, her surname is not Treville, and she doesn't even know anything about what is happening now... I don't want her to be involved either.
Please keep her out of this troublesome situation! If the worst happens, I will silently accompany my husband to jail or exile, but there is no reason for Agnes to suffer the same crime!"
Looking at her persistent and nervous eyes, Aigron couldn't help but be moved.
It seems that there is no reason why Agnes is so close to her and desperately wants to protect her.
"I am happy to agree to your request." Aigron agreed immediately.