With the arrival of the elders on both sides, Aiglon's wedding preparations have also reached the final stage.
Unsurprisingly, his mother-in-law took over all matters, while Aigron's uncle, Cardinal Fish, did not express his opinion, and everything was subject to his wife's wishes.
Mrs. Henrietta is a fun and easy-going person, and Cardinal Fish also has a good temper. Moreover, because Mrs. Henrietta is a generation below him in age and seniority, he is also deliberately tolerant.
For this old man, the important thing is the substance rather than the form. As long as this marriage is established, then his nephew will have a "talisman". Although the Austrians cannot help him ascend to the throne, if one day his career
Unfortunately he failed, but at least he had a place to go and could spend the rest of his life safely under the shelter of his father-in-law.
For this old man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life, it is best for the young man to succeed, but what is more important is his own life. Rather than the throne, the old man hopes that the child can live safely and let the family continue.
As for how the wedding was held, it doesn't matter at all.
Precisely because there are two elders taking over the management, Aegron and Teresa are free to do other things. Sometimes they travel together and enjoy the monuments around Athens; sometimes they meet with valuable people.
Seekers, continue to expand their prestige.
His reputation in Greece is now extremely high, and there is an endless stream of people who want to meet him. Of course, Aigron cannot meet everyone, so he leaves it to his newly recruited secretary to screen.
This secretary is Leon Esposito, the illegitimate son of Cardinal Vittorio Esposito. He has received an extremely strict education in Rome since he was a child. He has a quick mind and cautious personality, and is meticulous in his work.
Although he had only taken over the job for a few days, he actually did it in an orderly manner. He sorted out all the affairs around Aigron in a short period of time, then screened out valuable seekers and briefly reported their information to
Master, Aigron's time has become much more efficient.
His work ability and attitude quickly earned him the trust of Agron. Even Teresa was full of praise for the secretary's work and praised him in person many times.
For Theresa, she had long wanted to win over people outside the French circle. If Theresa hadn't known about his unusual status, she would have wanted to introduce her maids to him.
In short, after only a very short period of time, the enthusiastic Leon Esposito integrated into the team around Agron. It seems that it only takes a short period of testing before he can be entrusted with real secrets.
Mission accomplished.
On this day, Aigron and Teresa were chatting in the small garden next to their residence. Leon Esposito suddenly walked up to him, and then looked at Aigron with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
"Is it clear what happened, Leon?" Aigron stopped talking and laughing with Teresa, and then looked at each other strangely. He once again saw a troubled expression on the serious secretary's face.
"Your Majesty, there is a Russian who wants to see you." Leon Esposito replied in a low voice.
"Russians?!" Eggron couldn't help being surprised.
His first reaction was that the Tsar was unhappy with him and sent an assassin to take his head.
However, he quickly rejected this funny idea. Firstly, the Tsar would not do such a thing that would harm his face; secondly, if an assassin really came, he would not ask for notification in a big way, right?
"Who is he?" Aigron quickly regained his composure and then asked again.
"He...he said he is a poet." Leon Esposito replied with a slight embarrassment, "Your Majesty, it is not necessary for me to inform you about such a boring person, but the style of this poet is quite...
He is quite old, his French is very good, and it seems that he has received an aristocratic education, and he told me in front of me that he is very familiar with the Tsar, and he is very familiar with the palace in Petersburg. I... I can't tell for a moment whether he is here or not.
Bragging, but I think he should be considered a figure."
For Leon, if a visitor talks to him about poetry, he is not interested at all, and will directly block it for Aigron to avoid wasting time; but during the chat, he felt from the other person's nonsense words that the other person had a very good background.
Da, was probably a great person, so he didn't dare to make a judgment for the moment, so he ran over to inform Aiglon and let the master make his own decision.
"Oh?" An absurd conjecture gradually arose in Aigron's mind. "Is this man...his name is Pushkin?"
"How do you know? He told me he had this last name!" Leon Esposito looked shocked.
Then he felt a little relieved, "Since you know him, then he should really be a person."
Aigron was slightly dazed because he had not yet recovered from this shocking news.
Pushkin! This name is very familiar to him, but today this man actually came to meet him in person because he admired him?
I am changing history, I am actually becoming a historical figure. This young man suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart.
"As far as politics or diplomacy is concerned, he is not a big figure... but he is far more valuable than all these figures in Russia." He replied quietly to Leon.
"Pushkin? Who is he?" Theresa next to her frowned slightly and looked at her fiancé in confusion. "Is he that powerful?"
No wonder Theresa was so confused. Pushkin is still young and has not yet entered the peak period of his creation. His reputation is not prominent outside the aristocratic circles of Petersburg. It is normal that Theresa has never heard of him.
"He is so powerful. He is now the best poet in the Russian Empire. It is just because he is young that he is not known to the outside world. When I was at Schonbrunn Palace, I was lucky enough to hear about him from someone at the Russian Embassy.
I think his talent is no less than that of Lord Byron." Aigron explained to Theresa casually.
"Really?" Teresa didn't believe it.
To her, Russia was a cultural wilderness, and she believed that this land could produce a poet as good as Lord Byron.
"Wouldn't it be clear if we see it with our own eyes whether it's true or not?" Aigron asked with a smile.
Then he asked Leon Esposito, "Did he say how he came to Greece?"
"He said it." Leon quickly replied, "He had been interested in liberating Greece before, so after the Tsar decided to go to war with Turkey, he applied to serve with the army, and then came all the way to Bulgaria. However, there the Tsar ordered to stop the march.
While waiting for negotiations, he didn't want to just go back to China, so he managed to break away from the army and traveled with his people for more than ten days to get here."
Aigron finally understood the whole story.
In the original historical line, Pushkin did not volunteer to participate in this war. This shows that this is a new change after he caused the historical line to diverge.
In other words, in a sense, it was him who guided Pushkin to this place.
Destiny is so mysterious.
No matter what, he should meet the guests who came from afar.
He is not worried that this "Pushkin" is a fake, because a poet cannot be faked, and he can identify the authenticity by just exchanging a few sentences.
Then he looked at his secretary.
"Leon, bring this Mr. Pushkin over right away. Theresa and I are happy to see him."
Leon quickly took the order and left, and then, not long after, he came back with a young man.
Agron and Teresa watched the visitor at the same time, and the visitor looked at them as he walked over.
Just at the first sight of the other person, Aigron knew that this person was the real deal. The other person was just like Pushkin in the portrait, with curly black hair, thick eyebrows, a broad forehead, a beard, and a glum look on his face.
appearance.
"Mr. Pushkin!" Eggron blurted out.
Then he walked up to the other person and said, "I'm glad to see you!"
Pushkin was obviously flattered. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately stretched out his hand to hold Aigron's hand, and then replied in French with a little excitement, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Duke Lechstadt... I really didn't expect you."
You actually know I exist."
"Although I have never set foot on Russian soil, I have read your poems," Aigron replied with a smile. "Our bodies will be blocked by national borders, but true talent is not restricted by national borders."
Pushkin couldn't help but feel elated after hearing Eggron's implicit compliment.
Everyone has vanity, let alone being remembered by this young man! This is simply an achievement in his life.
"You're right!" Pushkin replied with a little pride.
Pushkin was indeed not disappointed. After the two met, he had been observing Aiglon. In his opinion, the young man in front of him was indeed refined and handsome. He was also full of courage and piercing eyes.
He seems to be waiting for a challenge at any time.
When Caesar wrote I come, I see, I conquer, he probably acted in this way, right?
It was a pity that he had never seen Napoleon in person, but from his son, he saw the high-spirited self-confidence, the momentum to conquer the world, and the seemingly surging power of action. It is conceivable that the great man could only
Still have it.
Enough, that's enough.
Although the two had only known each other for a minute, for Pushkin his trip was already worthwhile.
For an emotional poet, a moment of passion is enough to bring satisfaction.
He let go of the young man's hand, and then saluted him, "I have admired your talent for a long time, so I have always wanted to meet the most capable and ambitious young man of our time.
The appearance... I finally saw it today, Your Highness, I hope you can continue to shine on this era in the future."
"Pfft..." Teresa couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering as she watched the two people exchanging business boasts as soon as they met.
Her curiosity had just been aroused by Aiglon, so she wanted to see who this poet was. So far, she had not seen the poetic talent, but she had seen the eloquence.
Just because he heard Theresa's laughter, Pushkin also turned his attention to her.
After seeing Teresa's appearance clearly, he nodded slightly.
These two boys and girls were indeed a perfect match. Then, he came to the same conclusion as everyone else.
He quickly returned to normal, because after all, he had been in the upper class society of Petersburg for a long time, so he had "seen" a lot of beautiful girls and graceful ladies. The princess's beauty was not enough for him.
He lost his temper.
"Your Highness, I am very happy to be received by you two." He said half as a compliment and half sincerely, "I have heard about your deeds, so I admire you very much for your loyalty and persistence in love, your courage and your
Your appearance is equally worthy of admiration from the world, and I believe you and the Duke can create a good story."
"Thank you, Mr. Pushkin!" Theresa naturally loved hearing such compliments, so she expressed her gratitude to him very happily. "By the way, I just heard my fiancé say that you are very popular in the Tsar's court.
He is a poet no less popular than Lord Byron..."
"What an award!" Pushkin was slightly embarrassed and quickly shook his head in denial, "I can't compare with Lord Byron yet, but I will work hard to achieve this goal in the future."
"Even so, I have already become extremely curious..." Teresa replied with a smile, "Can I read your poems?"
"If you are willing to come and see me, that would be my honor." Pushkin replied calmly. "During this period, because it was boring to stay in the army, I wrote some poems. If you are interested, I can
Presented to you for your inspection.”
When he left the military station, Pushkin had already thought about how to prove his identity, so he took the poems he composed during this period with him. After all, the lack of poetry can better prove the poet's identity.
If it were someone else, I'm afraid it would just be polite, but Teresa was really interested, so she agreed immediately.
So, with some anxiety, Pushkin took out the poem from his luggage, and then handed it to Theresa for her to read in person.
From a poet's perspective, he hates being asked to show off his skills in person, because it makes him feel like he has become a juggler. To him, his talent is a gushing force that depicts the world.
Means are not performed to please someone.
However, for this young couple, he wanted to be recognized by them. His mentality was rather subtle, and it was difficult to express his feelings in just a few words. However, after meeting them, he truly hoped to become their friend and be recognized by them.
After all, after the passing of a great era, he was in a much mediocre era. There were very few truly extraordinary people. He numbed himself with extravagance and extravagance, but deep down in his heart he desperately hoped to find
The resonance of souls does not matter even in a foreign country.