Chapter Four
Louis XIV was an ordinary person, but like any ordinary person, he had an extremely eager desire for power and money. He did not think he would be a villain, nor did he think he was a saint. When he was born in the castle of Saint-Germain León near Paris, he could not immediately detect his identity from those strange words and vague figures. For a while, he even thought he was a girl because his swaddle was lace and he also wore a lace hat.
When he finally realized that he was not a girl, but a boy, he was carried to the minister by his father. In French, Louis pronunciation was clear and the first word he understood. Although the prince in French was the same as in English, people usually called him His Highness. The French pronunciation starting with "v" made him unable to understand it no matter what. Until finally, when a cardinal, the well-known Richelieu, came to them and saluted the king, the familiar round hat made Louis open his eyes wide.
Although he was not very keen on real history before, he at least knew that the Red Clothes was the proof of the Cardinal, and one Cardinal would only salute two people so humbly, one was the Pope in Rome, and the other... could only be a king.
He remembered that he raised his head vigorously and wanted to see the thin and pale man. Louis had never thought that his father was so prominent. Louis XIII was not a person who liked luxury in private. Perhaps it was for this reason that he and his mother, Mary Medici from Florence, Italy. In his spare time, he always wore a simple black coat, white tights, and a large lapel shirt. He looked no different from the nobles who came and went in the castle.
Moreover, he was quite amiable to others. Louis said to women that the two wet nurses who took care of him were very gentle, and that although they were not close to Louis's mother, they were also polite.
It’s a pity that Louis XIII spent extremely short time with little Louis. Louis XIII had a baby with his wife Anne of Austria for twenty-three years. When Louis was five years old, he died of riding a horse. Louis still remembered that he was taken to a dark room filled with a strange fragrance. His father was lying on the bed, with a stone-green morning robe covered with a loose linen shirt. Mazaran, who he had seen, surrounded his bed with several ministers. Mazaran even sobbed in a low voice. The wet nurse held him close to the king. The king’s cold lips touched his forehead and cheeks, and then he was taken out.
After about a while, Mazaran walked out of the room, stroked his head and said, "Cry, child, the king is dead."
Later he heard that from his maid, Louis XIII's death might not be simple. Some people say that it was the Queen Mother of that time, namely Mary Medici cursed her son before his death by the unique method of the Italian witch, because in the political struggle with Richelieu, Louis XIII did not stand on her side, but expelled her from Paris, deprived her of her property and pension, and made her live in Anri and died miserably. Some people say that the king was indeed cursed, but the curse did not come from his mother, but from his wife, because Anne, the queen of Louis XIII, was born in Habsburg, and Habsburg in Ollidi was the lasting enemy of France. They said that they were vivid and vivid, even how Louis XIII was dragged off by a huge swamp monster was vividly depicted, just as they were watching from the side.
Some people firmly believe that the king's death may be related to his younger brother, Gaston, Duke of Orleans. When Louis XIII had no son, he was the second heir to the throne, and people called him the eldest brother, but since Louis XIII had Louis and Philip, who followed closely, Gaston, who had only one daughter, had lost the qualification to compete for the throne - he could not not resent, and Louis XIII had always been very cautious about him.
In 1632, he violated the will of the king and reached a secret engagement with the sister of Mary Lorraine, the Duke of Lorraine. Louis XIII sent troops to flee to Flanders, where he suddenly became very interested in the works of the Bosch School of Painting. Even in exile, he collected many paintings of Peter Bruegel. According to those who have seen the paintings, the person who can draw those things is not a devil, but also a person possessed by the devil. There are empty minds, flying eyes, burning castles, long-legged fish and half monsters and half humans.
In 1642, Henry, the Marquis of Sanmars, assassinated Richelieu at his instigation. He was accused but finally escaped from the crime. Because he had received forgiveness from the king and Richelieu both of his previous rebellions, it is said that the Duke of Orleans had formed an alliance with the devil. Those works of the Bosch School were his contract with the devil. With the help of the devil, he confused the king and the cardinal.
Therefore, the death of the king was naturally attributed to the jealousy of the Duke of Orleans. Louis XIII was also a skilled rider, and his horse was even better and it was impossible to fall on that short mound.
When Louis had not yet danced face to face with the werewolf, he thought that these were people's imaginations or church threats. Even though he began to watch the mass and fast with the Queen Mother Anne, he had seen countless priests and monks, but he did not think that these might be true.
The devil is real, the werewolf is real, the witch is real, and he has not yet seen all kinds of non-human creatures.
Louis thought he had something to say.
After a night, he was still tossing and turning. At dawn, he heard Bishop Mazaran push the door gently and leave, and he felt a little sleepy. Who knew that after only a while, a small body squeezed over again - Louise opened his hand under the pillow, held the dagger's hand and asked quietly: "Phillip, why are you here? Where are your wet nurses?"
"Henriett is here," said Philip. "I hate her."
"She is your cousin," said Louis: "You must be polite to her."
"She's a pig."
"You shouldn't be so rude even to a lady," said Louis, yawning, and then he felt his pajamas get pulled.
"Look at my hat." Philip said.
Louis opened his eyes in pain: "It's very beautiful, why?"
"You should say I'm cute," said Philip.
Louis was silent for a moment. Philip was his younger brother, two years younger than him.
When Louis was young, he only had a long skirt that reached his ankle, a lace hat and a small satin shoes. But when he was able to express his wishes, his mother and Mazaran held a simple "suspension pants" ceremony for him. Under the witness of the princes and ministers, he changed his skirt, put on tights, and appeared in front of everyone in a fresh look.
He was less than six years old at that time. Generally speaking, aristocratic boys in France would hold this ceremony from the age of six to eight, and the next one should be his younger brother Philip. But neither Mazaran nor the Queen Mother had the intention of "slinging pants" ceremony. Even after Louis held this ceremony, he had asked for his younger brother to dress up many times. In his vague memory, Philip eventually became a criticized poor person, which had a great relationship with his long-term wearing of women's clothing.
But after he truly understood the meaning of the "sling pants" ceremony, he stopped mentioning this matter - boys of this era were not considered adults, and only adult men were qualified to wear trousers, so boys were wearing long skirts like girls. Once this ceremony was held, it showed that he was already a man - that is, from the day he changed into trousers, Philip was qualified to compete with him for the throne.
"Why don't you talk, brother Wang?" Philip pulled the king's nightgown again disrespectfully. Louis's nightgown was just a linen robe without decoration. Philip's nightgown was silky, shining in candlelight, decorated with lace, and his new nightgown was wool and had lotus leaf-like lace: "Mother said I was her cutest little girl."
Louis's sleepiness disappeared. He held his brother's hand, and a complicated emotion surged into his heart, making it extremely difficult for him to say the following words: "Phillip, you have to remember what I said."
"What?"
"You are of course the cutest, but the cutest person can also be the bravest person."
"Is it the cutest and bravest?"
Chapter completed!