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    There is no place more French than Touraine, not even Paris.  In this area with a pleasant climate, the beautiful Loire River flows quietly, and both sides of the river are marked with the tenderness unique to France.  Various castles stand among the green grass by the river. Although a few have disappeared due to time and poor maintenance, most of them still stand, as scattered as the chess pieces on a chessboard.  These castles are stunningly beautiful buildings that can almost be considered a distillation of the medieval era that has just come to an end.  In ancient times, the royal family often came to live in the Castle of Blois, where the court was located, to escape the hustle and bustle of the noisy city of Paris. This castle is indeed both a castle and a villa. The rows of houses and blue roofs make it look more like  It's more of a villa than a castle.  Walking a short distance south from the Chateau de Blois, along the Loire River to the ridge overlooking the right bank of the river, a castle with a white exterior wall stands out.  This castle has a grand architecture, decorated with excellent verandahs and carved windows, and is accompanied by a garden, giving it an air of exquisite ostentation.  It was built by the ancestors of the Treville family in order to show off in the royal court. During the Great Revolution, as the then Duke was beheaded for counter-revolutionary crimes, the castle was confiscated by the revolutionary government and then auctioned to raise military expenses.  .  However, with the end of the Revolutionary era, the Duke of Treville, who returned to France and was very much used by the Restoration Dynasty, bought it back and regarded it as a family property.  However, this time, few members of the Treville family have come back here, exceptto witness the last moments of their lives.  The spring rain is soft, like smoke and gauze covering the space between the sky and the earth. The fine raindrops fall on the ground, as if they are the beating notes on the piano, playing a vibrant melody.  ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????In the space outside the castle, the green grass and the wide river stretch to the invisible end.  Everything is so full of life and refreshing.  However, the people who stayed in the castle at this time were no longer interested in appreciating the beautiful scenery in front of them. These people's bodies and minds were already immersed in grief.  There is an open space deep in the garden, with crosses standing on the ground, and behind the crosses, there are tombs, some have been used, and some are still waiting for the owner to return one day.  After taking back the monumental castle to his family, Duke Treville decided to use it as a family cemetery - however, the original cemetery had long been destroyed in the storm of the Revolution, so so far there is only  Only a few people were buried.  The Duke himself has died, and his wife and his brother's wife were buried here early, and now, this place will finally welcome a permanent resident.  " God's best children have returned to His arms. When Jesus comes again in the future, they will be resurrected with the Lord because they believe in Jesus' resurrection from the dead." Next to a tomb that has been dug,  A priest in black recited a eulogy in a low voice, adding to the gloomy atmosphere of the rainy weather.  "May God forgive you as you forgive others. People come from the dust and return to the dust. May your soul rest in peace in heaven, Amen!" With his last eulogy, four people slowly carried the coffin.  Moving towards the tomb - the first two are the deceased's grandson, Charles, who has inherited the title of Duke of Curzon, the other is the contemporary Duke of Treville, the nephew of the deceased, and the two at the back are the Duke's  two sons, Philippe and Eugene.  It was these four men who came from the same family and bore the same distinguished surnames, holding the coffin to send their elders to the ground.  There are only family members here, and there is no noise from others. It is so quiet that it doesn¡¯t look like a marshal¡¯s funeral.  This is also what Ciel means.  After returning to France with his grandfather's coffin, under the instruction of His Majesty the Emperor, the country welcomed the return of the victorious marshal with grand honors. His Majesty the Emperor personally welcomed the coffin under the Arc de Triomphe and at the same time expressed high thanks in his speech.  In recognition of Marshal Treville's hard work for the Empire over the years, the government also plans to bury the Marshal with high honors.  Although this kind of grace was indeed very glorious, Charles ultimately refused the honor of burying the marshal in the Invalides and chose to bury his grandfather in the family cemetery and quietly return to the loess. He did not want his grandfather to die in the end.  He will also become an exhibit when he is buried - he has been shining in front of the public for too long and needs to rest at the last moment.?.  At Charles's insistence, although His Majesty the Emperor was a little surprised, he understood his thoughts and did not make any move to stop him. He allowed his confidant to bury the marshal in his own cemetery. He even did so on rare occasions.  He comforted the young man, and his intimate attitude made other ministers jealous.  Under the continuous drizzle, four men carried the coffin to the grave with solemn and sad expressions, and then at the same time, they exerted their strength to lower the coffin.  When the coffin finally fell to the bottom of the tomb, a muffled sound came from the ground, and this may be the last call that the old man reluctantly left for his grandson.  When he heard the muffled sound, Charles, who was standing next to the tomb, couldn't help but tears burst into his eyes again. Sweat and rain had already wet his clothes, but he didn't even notice it.  "Charles, don't be too sad." His father-in-law, the Duke of Treville, patted his arm and comforted him, "I know that all this has hit you hard, but at least he died a healthy man.  When an eighty-year-old man passes away, we should congratulate him with a smile, especially a person like him who has gone through life and death so many times" "I know that at this age, everyone will leave." Charles nodded gently.  He nodded, and then replied in a hoarse voice, "But, I still feel that it is a pity. It would have been better if it had been a few more years!" "Hey" The Duke sighed.  At the moment, Ciel has a solemn expression, which seems to be full of troubles and a little confused. It is obvious that he has been a little distraught under such a blow, which is indeed very different from his usual appearance.  He also wanted to persuade him, but he also knew that this kind of pain can only be healed by time. Wasn't he himself in great pain when his father died?  "Then how about we shovel the soil, you can just watch." "No, I have to do it myself." Charles forcibly cheered up, then picked up the shovel next to him, and looked at the shadow left in the dark  The coffin in the tomb, and then, he let out a long sigh.  "Goodbye, Grandpa." Then, he suddenly shoveled the dirt on the narrator's property with a shovel. As he started, the other three men also shoveled the dirt, and large pieces of dirt began to rush into the grave, and then soon  Filled the tomb.  Just left completely like this?  Looking at the filled tomb, Charles suddenly had this thought.  He has seen too many deaths, but the death of one person has never touched him so much. This is the bond they have accumulated over the years of living together, how can it be easily broken?  No matter how sad he is, life still has to go on. He knows that he must get out of the depression in his heart as soon as possible.  But, at least for now, he wants to take a break.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ Not far behind the four men of the family, the women and children of the Treville family also gathered together to watch the funeral. The women were all wearing black mourning clothes, and their expressions were also full of deepness.  Sad, but it's hard to determine how much real pain is in my heart.  The heads of the ladies are of course the Duchess of Treville, and her daughter Charlotte, as another duchess, also occupies a dominant position. She and her mother were talking in a low voice while pulling her son Grams.  Lawes, from time to time, kneaded Aiko's golden hair with his hands.  "My children, it breaks my heart that you suffered such a blow." The mother leaned into Charlotte's ear and whispered to comfort Charlotte, "I have never seen Charles so lost.  "Yes, Mom." Charlotte sighed helplessly, "He has been like this since my uncle passed away. After returning to China, he always locked himself in the study and didn't talk to me very much. He didn't see guests either.  A lot of things have stopped, hey" She didn't have a deep emotional bond with Marshal Treville. Although she was a little sad, she has long since recovered.  "In such a disturbing moment, you should be strong and help Charles recover from his pain as soon as possible. After all, this country still needs him, and this family also needs him." The duchess hinted to her daughter, "Daughter, now  We are not a static family. "Mom, I will." Charlotte nodded.  "I have been dealing with the backlog of things that Charles has accumulated during this period, butmany things can only be handled by him in person, so I am also very distressed" "Then pull him up as soon as possible! Soothe your husband's spirit.  Isn't trauma a wife's duty?" The Duchess lowered her eyelids, a little unhappy, "Charlotte, do you want me to teach you about this? Just sleep with him for a while, as long as the manAfter venting all the energy, there is nothing left to say.  "    "Mother!  Charlotte's face suddenly became embarrassed, "Don't talk like that, your grandson is still here!"  " Then she darkened her face again and sighed, "Hey Charles hasn't slept with me in a while, so there's nothing I can do" " Why can't I do it? There are so many ways!  Her mother glared at her and said, "You are so beautiful. If you are a little considerate, there are a few men who can support you."  "Charlotte didn't know what to say, but fortunately her son next to her asked and helped her out. "Mom, will my husband always live there from now on?"  Will you never come to play with me again?  " He raised his hand and pointed to the grave where his father was standing. This child is too young to know what death means, and Charlotte doesn't know how to explain it to him. "Yes, child.  After a moment, she nodded, "Whenever the people in our family are too old to walk, they will come here and lie down and rest forever until God wakes us all up again."  " "Would parents be like this?  "The beautiful blond child opened his eyes wide and seemed to understand. "Yes, we will lie very close to each other. It will be convenient for us to say hello in the future.  Charlotte replied casually. "Wait a long, long time, and you will be lying there with your parents."  " "Oh" The child nodded again, then suddenly raised his white finger and pointed at the person next to him, "What about aunt?  Will she rest here too?  "    "she?  "Charlotte was stunned, and then couldn't help but sneer. She really hadn't considered this issue. "Maybe.  After thinking for a while, she replied, "Of course the premise is that she does not get married and becomes the wife of another family."  " "Then will she stay with you at that time?  "The child continued to ask. "No, how is that possible?  Charlotte shook her head, then pointed to the far wall, "She has a corner there, that's it at most."  "    "Why?  " Clovis was puzzled. "That's her level.  "Charlotte's answer was very brief this time. The child was confused, but it was also obvious that the mother did not want to say more. The child's unintentional words caused Charlotte to be upset for a while. Her eyes moved slightly, unexpectedly.  The moment fell on her sister-in-law. Fran, who had just returned from the front line, was much more haggard than her past beauty, and her innocence had begun to fade away, but even so, her beauty was still amazing.  The two of them came back together. Although it was very normal, Charlotte always felt uneasy for some reason. At this time, Fran was chatting intimately with her close friend Mary and did not notice Charlotte.  Charlotte looked away quickly, as if nothing had happened. ¡°We will go back in the afternoon, what about you?  "At this moment, Charlotte's mother's inquiry rang in Charlotte's ears. "I will go back with you in the afternoon. There are too many things to do at home, and Lelouch also has to take care of it.  Charlotte replied, "As for Charles, he plans to stay here for two days. I think it's good. The air here can help him cheer up early."  "    "Oh well.  "The mother nodded. After finishing the conversation with her mother, Charlotte suddenly handed her son to her mother, "Please help me take care of this kid. I'll go over there.  "After finishing speaking, she walked to another person standing alone in the distance. "How is it, Agnes?  She asked casually, "Are you feeling bored?"  " "Fortunately, it's not boring.  Agnes smiled and replied, "If I didn't know who was buried, I would almost think that you were performing a serious and great tragedy. Really, this scene is quite solemn, with nobles.  demeanor.  " "This description will not be considered a compliment" Charlotte smiled bitterly, "We are really sad for the death of our family members.  " "But not my family.  "Agnes shrugged. "Indeed, all this is basically irrelevant to her. She didn't like the old Marquis in the first place, but she didn't hold him accountable for the sake of Charles, so  Of course there is no sadness at the old man¡¯s funeral, just like watching some drama. ¡°Well, we are also reasonable people and will not force you to cry together.  "Charlotte sighed again, "I have to leave here and go back to Paris in the afternoon. Charles is going to stay here for two days. You can see his current state, so please tell me when that time comes.Please take care of this miserable nephew.  " "Well, that's okay.  Agnes nodded immediately, "I think he is quite pitiful now."  " "Besides um" Charlotte lowered her voice, "Be careful to help me and don't let anyone destroy the harmony of our family -" "I know!  "Agnes laughed, "Charlotte, you are now like an unlucky person who couldn't sleep for several months after picking up the jewelry" "Who said it wasn't" Charlotte sighed tiredly.  tone.
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