Chapter 829 Luxembourg is quiet
Chapter 830 Luxembourg is quiet
"As you wish, your majesty."
Count Stroganov bowed, then raised his head and looked at the Tsar, whispering: "Your Majesty, about that?"
Catherine II knew he was talking about Alexandra's conversion - the ambassador to France told her yesterday that according to French conventions, Russian princesses who believe in Orthodox need to convert after marrying into France Catholicism.
She nodded without hesitation: "Yes, tell Mr. Envoy, I agree."
The conversion to the Romanovs is a very important event, but Caterina II needs this marriage to save his throne at this time, so no matter how big the matter is, it is not a big deal. Now.
...
On the east side of the Raphael Promenade in the Winter Palace, a young maid walked quickly to Alexandra, who was practicing piano, and whispered in her ear.
The Russian princess stood up and pulled the maid out of the house with dignity. She confirmed that there was no one around. Then she asked anxiously: "Entered? So hasty? Is it Saxony or the prince of Mecklenburg?"
The two countries mentioned their marriage in Russia six months ago, but they were gone later.
The maid held back her smile and said innocently, "I don't know this yet, maybe it's one of them."
"Grandma, she agreed?"
"It seems to be."
"Didn't you say you have refused before?"
"It seems that the line was tied by Count Zupov and Count Bezborodko."
Alexandra clenched her fist tightly: "Ha, these two guys should have fallen into the ink tank with the black money they received! Yes, they must have collected a lot of money, I'm here You can hear the rustling sound of them counting gold coins.”
The maid said seriously: "It is said to increase the power of the empire on the Dnieper River..."
Alexandra's face turned red and said hatefully, "If they lost in Poland, they will throw me to the hungry wolf in Germany like a bloody internal organ."
She stumbled back and forth on the lawn: "Those borers were deducting the soldiers' winter clothes last winter, but now they have to exchange their poor princess for dozens of rusty cannons so that they can have the courage to face it. Don't be scared to pee your pants when facing the Polish army!
"Do you know why the men of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs always chew pickled cucumbers after meetings? That's to corrode the dignity of the royal family with the dripping acid!"
She is ten years old this year and is already a big girl in this era. She has begun to understand her marriage and politics, so she feels even more angry and helpless.
The maid looked nervous: "God, whisper, if you let the ritual officer hear this..."
Alexandra gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind: "I'm going to find my grandmother, I must get the reins of freedom!"
The maid hurriedly grabbed her: "Miss, doing so will only make you spend the second half of your life in the monastery..."
"No, let me rot in the monastery!"
The maid suddenly changed her stern smile and walked around her and said, "If you are so determined, I will help you poison the wine of the special envoy from Paris."
"No, no, that will kill you..." Alexandra hurriedly stopped him, but suddenly froze, "Wait, what did you say just now? The Paris Envoy?"
"Yes, Your Highness, the envoy sent by the Queen of France, is said to be in St. Petersburg next week."
"But why..."
The little princess was not stupid, she immediately reacted and glared at the maid angrily, pretending to roll up her sleeves: "Yelina, you dare to tease me!
"Uh...what is the queen sending an envoy to do?"
"Of course it's for your marriage."
"Me? You mean, engaged to the French royal family?"
Yelena nodded vigorously: "My aunt told me. His Majesty the Emperor has agreed."
Her aunt was Nikola Rumentsev's wife.
Alexandra's thoughts immediately turned on.
The French royal family can match their identities with only two princes.
Shire is only 8 years old now and is far from the age of engagement, so there is only one possibility left...
Her little face turned red in an instant, and the anger just now disappeared, and a hint of shyness appeared.
It is the prince who is versatile in mathematics, physics and chemistry!
It was the prince who led many reforms in France!
It was the prince who trained a strong army for France and led them to gallop across Europe!
It's that one,
The son of the gods who invented the carousel, the Ferris wheel and the entire amusement park...
The little princess felt a little dizzy.
He is the prince charming dream of girls in all Europeans. She has seen him many times when she was in Paris, but never thought that she would be able to be with him one day...
She drew a cross on her chest and whispered, "God, thank you for your favor."
Seeing her stunned, Yelena hurriedly leaned over to her face and said nervously, "You aren't really angry with me, are you? I just..."
Alexandra suddenly ran towards his room with a smile on her face: "I want to write a poem to give him a gift!"
...
Luxembourg.
Massena completed his routine tour, sat down next to the maple tree next to the command post, waiting for today's reconnaissance report.
He suddenly noticed that the cicadas on the trees had disappeared.
He couldn't help but frown slightly and sighed.
Since midsummer, he has been preparing to launch a counterattack against the Duke of Brunswick, but the General Staff has been making strategic adjustments.
It is already autumn now, and the coalition's forward even appeared 8 kilometers north of Luxembourg, but the order sent by the General Staff in the morning still asked him to delay the offensive again.
Lieutenant Colonel Bruner walked over with wine and chessboard, smiled and greeted him, "Today must be over, let's play chess."
Massena looked to the southeast in annoyance: "You should have heard that the Italian army has begun to attack Mantua. But we can only play chess here. Damn chess, I really hope to use cannons and The cavalry is a chess piece and the next game with the Prussians!”
"This is all the need for the overall situation." Brunner turned the white chess to Massena, "I heard that the coalition forces in the direction of Antwerp may have been moving towards us.
"If we attack rashly, our flanks will be exposed to the British."
He smiled and signaled around, "Look, we can do nothing here and contribute to victory."
Massena was about to pick up the chess piece when the messenger trotted and handed him a standard document of the Shap signal tower:
"Mr. Commander, I just received the news that more than 40,000 reinforcements from the coalition forces will arrive in Luxembourg within 5 days."
"40,000?" Massena's face turned black. Where did the enemy get so many troops?
He opened the information and glanced at Brunner, frowned and handed it to him: "It was Thuringian, Bavaria and other countries who sent troops."
