"So I will share with you what light I have left - and my best wishes."
After reading the old musician’s message, Teresa was both impressed and moved.
No matter from any aspect, his life was not happy. His relatives died early, his nephew who had high hopes for him also fell into decadence, and he himself fell into poverty and could not extricate himself... But even so, he did not waver in his love for the life.
Human beings have faith and bless themselves willingly.
So, in comparison, if you have better conditions, what reason do you have to feel sorry for yourself and give up the pursuit of happiness and kindness to others?
She turned around suddenly and looked at the young man next to her.
"Your Highness, I just made an agreement with my husband. I will order a piece of music from him in our names... Do you mind?"
Aigron was a little surprised at first, then nodded indifferently.
"Of course, it's my honor too."
"This is really a mysterious fate. He didn't dedicate the music to your father, but he went around and dedicated it to you..." Teresa smiled and blinked, "I can't wait to play it myself now."
This piece of music!"
Teresa's spirit was high and her face was radiant, and she just had "praise me" written all over her face.
"You are so smart to help him in this way, Teresa." Of course Aigron would not disappoint her, so he immediately began to praise her, "I look forward to it as much as you do."
"I will play it well for you." After getting the answer she wanted, Teresa smiled happily. "It would be best if no one else disturbs me at that time..."
Looking at her expectant smile, Aigron suddenly felt a little guilty and quickly turned his gaze away, nodding his thanks to the musician.
Beethoven shook his head, saying there was no need to thank himself, and then wrote a note and handed it to the young man.
"Your Highness, I sincerely wish you and Your Highness Teresa happiness, so I am very happy to donate my creations... However, this will take some time for me. On the one hand, I am old and my mind is not as active as before;
On the one hand, I dedicated the music to your father to worship the hero. This time, I just want to send blessings and hope to young people. These will be two completely different styles. I need to carefully consider how to arrange the music. I
I have created countless solemn or beautiful tunes, and this time I hope to combine them and leave them to the world as my last work... So I hope you will give me more time, and I hope everything is not too late."
Eggron was a little shocked. He didn't expect that Teresa's accidental proposal actually inspired the old musician's long-lost creative passion.
There is no doubt that with his current physical condition, if he can really create something, it should be a "posthumous work".
Before an old genius bids farewell to this world, he can feel the weight of this expectation with the last flash of his soul.
Can he really bear this weight? He doubted it in his heart.
But he had to continue even if he couldn't bear it, so he nodded without hesitation and wrote a reply on the paper.
"I understand the difficulties you are facing, so I don't have any time requirements for you. You can just create it the way you like. I am full of expectations for your masterpiece, and I feel extremely happy that it is related to me.
glory."
After seeing his reply, the old musician smiled happily.
"Your Highness, although this is the first time I have met you, I can see that you are not an arrogant and harsh person. The hardships in life have not crushed you, but have made you learn to look at it from the perspective of an ordinary person rather than a crown prince.
Others. And from the conversation you just had with me, it seems that you have received education seriously and have your own opinions after thinking about it instead of blindly following others. This is really valuable for your age - although
I don't agree with all your opinions, but I also admit that your views are reasonable.
If you can always maintain your magnanimous and considerate character in the future, you will be loved by more people. No matter how many enemies Napoleon left in this country, you can make them forget their past hatred, let alone
Her Royal Highness Theresa will also make it easier for you to capture the hearts of the people... I guarantee that as long as you work hard for this, you will be one of the most popular members of the royal family in Austria. Please keep God's teachings in mind and use your
Use your generosity and mercy to bless this country and rescue it from Metternich’s tyranny, it will be its blessing!”
Metternich's tyranny...
Aigron suddenly fell into embarrassment.
Beethoven has always been a liberal in his political views, so he was very dissatisfied with Metternich's high-pressure rule, and hoped that the younger generation like him and Theresa could change everything and allow the Austrian people to be free.
But... to be honest, firstly, he did not have the ability to change Metternich's policies, and secondly, he did not feel that Metternich's ruling methods were completely useless.
Although Metternich and he had a very bad relationship, what the old guy said was quite right - neither of them believed in the beautiful vocabulary of liberalism, or they didn't believe in anything at all. Everything was based on strength and strength.
From a practical point of view, he is a good student of the old guy.
No matter how many things Metternich did wrong, during his long term as Prime Minister, he at least allowed this multi-ethnic empire and even Europe to maintain peace for thirty years, which is commendable enough in modern times.
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Therefore, if he was given the opportunity to rule, he would rather secretly steal Metternich's example and exert "tyranny" in a relatively soft way, rather than allowing the liberalism that despises authority to erode the country - the French did so ten years after the Great Revolution.
The political practice of the past few years has proven that this kind of idealism is destined to be unworkable.
On this point, his position is opposite to that of the old musicians.
However, he was certainly not in the mood to engage in any political debate with this dying old man. The other party was already like this, so why bother arguing again?
Besides, he didn't intend to do anything for the Austrian people, he just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
So he just nodded vaguely and brushed off the question.
Next, this visit also came to an end.
Eggron and Teresa communicated with Beethoven on paper for a while, and then said goodbye to the old musician together.
Beethoven walked to the door and watched the boy and the girl leave. Although he looked very tired, it could be seen from the bright fire in his eyes that the old man was already full of creative passion and was just waiting to race against death and put his own
The legacy is rushed out.
Agron and Teresa walked downstairs, and after going out and breathing the cold but fresh air outside, the two of them finally swept away the gloom in their hearts.
"God always makes despicable people gain power, but makes good people suffer!" Teresa sighed. "Sometimes I really don't understand what He is thinking."
"Perhaps He just likes to watch such cruel dramas." Aiglon replied, "Otherwise, how could the human world be in turmoil and have endless wars?"
The young man's teasing words were almost blasphemous, which frightened Teresa. She hurriedly looked around to make sure no one could hear her, and then looked at him nervously, "Aiglon...how can you look so calm?"
Why would you say such a thing?"
"Isn't what I said the truth?" Aigron asked, "In any disaster, famine, or war in history, there has never been a savior. People can only save themselves. Instead of placing hope on illusory people, it is better to do it yourself.
Go and fight for it, otherwise, you can only watch and let others slaughter you. What's the point of being a 'good person' at that time?"
These words sounded cold and cruel to Theresa.
She suddenly recalled that in the theater, Sophie also said with arrogance, "I will only take God seriously when it is beneficial to me, otherwise I will just leave it alone! What qualifications does He have to say anything to me?"
Dao 4?" and the like.
It’s exactly the same, she must have taught him bad things! Teresa thought to herself.
This woman has had too many bad influences on His Highness, but we must not continue like this.
However, she didn't want to argue with the young man.
"Your Highness... don't talk like that again." She lowered her voice and tried to persuade Aigron, "Maybe what you said is right, but we are in Austria after all, and people still fear God, unlike the French who don't care.
Any deviant remarks..."
Aiglon is a little strange.
"Teresa, haven't you been complaining about Austria in front of me all this time? Why are you suddenly worried again?"
"I still think so now, but for the sake of your future, I think it's better to be more cautious in your words and deeds." Teresa smiled sheepishly, "There are many evil-minded people in this world, and they secretly harbor feelings for you.
There are many people who hate you. Even if my father strongly supports you, it is inevitable that some people will spread rumors and slander... In this case, the less we say to complain, the better, because any word may be taken as a
A reason to attack you. In the past, I didn’t care what others thought of me, so I said whatever I wanted, but it’s different now... I don’t want to be the one who tries to hurt you.”
Aigron was stunned for a moment, feeling a little mixed in his heart for a moment.
No wonder Teresa changed her previous words and deeds. When she met Beethoven, she did not write down any political remarks on paper, nor did she complain about the Austrian government's control and the Austrians' lack of respect for culture and art. She clearly complained before
After all, he and Beethoven had a lively discussion about the Revolution with great interest.
It turned out that Teresa had deliberately restrained herself. She didn't want to leave anything that could be used to attack herself.
Teresa, why do you always make people suddenly moved?
He forced himself to return to normal thoughts.
"To tell you the truth, when leaving Schönbrunn Palace, Metternich specifically gave me a task, asking me to supervise you not to make any remarks that are unfavorable to the current government. Metternich did not want to face being publicly criticized by members of the royal family.
Embarrassing." Now that the visit is over, Aigron no longer needs to hide it from Theresa, "Now it seems that there is no need for my mission to exist in the first place. Theresa, you have effectively avoided trouble."
"Humph, Metternich..." Teresa curled her lips slightly, as if she was a little dissatisfied, "He is too domineering and really annoying. Alas, but if it is beneficial to His Highness, I will treat him with respect."
"Teresa, there is no need to do this..." Aigron replied with some embarrassment, "Anyway, just do it the way you like, and don't worry about me so much."
"But what if the way I like to act now is to be cautious about what I say and do because I am worried about His Highness?" Teresa looked at Agron with a smile, and then asked.
"..." This rhetorical question made Aigron a little overwhelmed.
"Okay, let's not discuss these unpleasant topics." Teresa continued to smile, avoiding the awkwardness between the two people, and then pointed to the open space in the distance, "Your Highness, while there is still some time left,
Time, can you take a few steps with me?"
"Of course, it's my pleasure." Aigron nodded.
So, the two people held hands and walked into the open space.
Because of winter, the grass in the open space had already withered and turned yellow. When Teresa looked around, she only saw dead trees and iron-green apartment buildings. There was only a gloomy blue-grey color everywhere.
Her eyes moved again and finally fell on the handsome young man.
I feel better when I see His Highness.
"Your Highness, it will be Christmas soon." She spoke again, "Do you remember, right? You promised my mother before that you would attend our family gathering at Christmas time."
"Of course I remember." Aigron nodded. "Don't worry, since I agreed, I won't change my mind."
"Then I'm relieved!" Teresa nodded heavily, and then continued, "My mother is looking forward to that day..."
Then, she felt a slight touch on the top of her head and face.
She suddenly looked up and saw some small flying insects flickering in the cloudy sky.
Ah, it's snowing.
As she watched, fine snowflakes fell from the air and fell to the ground.
The girl's heart was suddenly activated by the pure white flowers.
"Your Highness, it's snowing!" She looked at the boy excitedly.
"Yes, it's snowing." Aigron nodded calmly.
To him, this was nothing exciting, it was just a natural phenomenon that occurred in winter.
But it meant something completely different to her.
This was probably a blessing from the angels - even though she knew it wasn't, she was willing to believe it.
"Your Highness, you probably still want to fight for power, right?" She opened her eyes wide and looked at the young man, "Although I didn't see the content of the conversation between you and Beethoven, but judging from your expressions, you
I still like to be like my father."
Aigron was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, there was no need to hide this from her, so he nodded. "That's right."
"Well, men are all like this, obsessed with power... My father also particularly hopes that you can become the pillar of the empire. Your idea will definitely make him very happy." Teresa sighed softly, seeming to feel a little.
Regretfully, "This is good, after all, it is better to pursue something than to waste your life..."
Then, she approached the young man again, raised her head and looked at him, and spoke her heart seriously.
"As I said before, if you like power, then I will accompany you in chasing power. Anyway, you are no worse than those figures on the stage in European countries!"
Eggron looked at Teresa at a loss.
How should he respond to Theresa?
The snowflakes were beating on his hair, and seemed to be beating on his heart.
"Huh?" At this moment, Teresa suddenly turned her head and looked into the distance, her expression as if she had seen something unpredictable.
Aigron looked aside subconsciously.
Then he suddenly felt a chill on the side of his face, as if he had been touched by something wet.
Such a cunning girl!
He couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, but the numbing touch on his face filled him with a warm feeling.
After a while, this feeling left him again.
"Your Highness, you must remember Christmas!" With her final instructions, Teresa ran away with blushing cheeks.