Boguslav is very cunning. He obviously knows that with his relationship with Cherchen, he is determined not to persuade Cherchen to run for the king of Poland. So he played a trick - he didn''t ask Chechen directly, but wrote to his aunt - Princess Louise Henriette, who also received Chechen''s favor.

    In the letter, boguslav lied that he had been inspired by God and decided to give up his pursuit of the Polish throne. Moreover, he decided to support his benefactor aleval Chechen to run for the king of Poland. He begged Princess Louise Henriette to support his decision and asked her uncle for help.

    After receiving the letter, Princess Louise Henriette knew that boguslav was notorious in Warsaw because of his treason, and that her nephew had long lost the possibility of becoming king of Poland. But even if she was smart and virtuous, she could not see the evil hidden in the sweet sugar coating of boguslav''s proposal.

    On the contrary, Princess Louise Henriette took this as a good opportunity for herself and her son Frederick Jr. to repay Cherchen''s life-saving grace many years later. After receiving the letter, the princess immediately found her husband Frederick William to elect the emperor, and begged her husband to support Cherchen''s election as king of Poland.

    And the elector? On the one hand, he was surprised that his ambitious nephew gave up running for the king of Poland; On the other hand, after a little thought, he agreed to his wife''s request.

    Of course, for a hero like the elector, the promise to Princess Louise Henriette is not only out of love for herself, but also out of gratitude. The hope of the elector is to try his best to muddy the water of Polish politics and make the political situation of the Republic turbulent and partisan disputes, so that it has no time to take care of its own principality of Prussia.

    He supported boguslav''s election as king of Poland for the same purpose.

    "My dear Louise Henriette, please believe that my gratitude to Cherchen is no different from yours. At first, I didn''t expect to support my benefactor, because he didn''t show such a tendency, and boguslav is my nephew and governor of the principality." the elector hugged his wife and said.

    "I understand, I understand. But now that boguslav has given up the election and supported Chechen in the election, you should fully support him, just as you support boguslav." Princess Louise Henriette said to her husband, lying on his chest.

    "Of course, of course," replied the elector.

    With that, he deliberately frowned in embarrassment and sighed.

    The sigh was heard in the ears of Princess Louise Henriette, who raised her head from her husband''s chest and asked why.

    The emperor elect shook his head and said after repeated questioning by the Princess: "Unfortunately, although I will try my best to support Chechen, you know, the same effort I used on boguslav, who is still the last among all the candidates. That''s what I sigh, because I''m afraid my support will also make my benefactor empty."

    Princess Louise Henriette smiled when she heard that her husband was worried about it.

    "God, I thought you were worried about something. Boguslav can''t do it because of his own reasons. And eunuch is not a traitor, but a benefactor who has saved the Republic of Poland from danger several times. Just by this, he can get more people''s favor. When it comes to support, eunuch''s daughter is the goddaughter of the Swedish Regent queen, and Queen Christina treats her It''s also a deep friendship. Christina should contribute her strength to this gracious election for the king of Poland. Thanks to your reminding me, I''ll write to Christina now. "

    With that, Princess Louise Henriette was about to get out of her husband''s arms and go to write a letter.

    But the emperor held the princess tighter.

    "Louise Henriette, you are really my noble man," said the elector affectionately.

    Princess Louise Henriette was so obsessed with her husband that she didn''t realize that Frederick William said "my noble" rather than "Cherchen''s noble".

    Just when the wheel of history is going to bring Cherchen to the top, Cherchen, who is in Warsaw and does not know that he is about to be involved in the election vortex of the Republic of Poland, is making final preparations for returning to Stockholm.

    Pedro, who was promoted to the elder of the Republic because of the "legal rebellion", of course did not want his only family to leave, because all he did was for Cherchen. Pedro begged Cherchen to stay, and even swore in the name of God that as long as Cherchen was willing to stay, even if he was asked to put on a monk''s robe.

    But Chechen had made up his mind to go. He just shook his head when he swore to Uncle Pedro.

    "Dear uncle," said Chechen, holding Pedro''s hand in a languid voice: "After so many things, I''m tired. Don''t say anything stupid about being a monk. You deserve everything you have now. Besides, you''re married to Uncle Victor''s widow with a wife and two children. You can enjoy your old age without me."

    Hearing what Chechen said, Pedro burst into tears. He repeatedly asked if Cherchen was still blaming himself for acting arbitrarily.

    "I don''t blame anyone. Really, my uncle," said Chechen.

    Then, Che Chen picked up two children and got on the carriage.

    Fatima was waiting for him in the carriage.

    Pedro also got on his horse. He said he would send Chechen another way. Because the old man felt that this farewell might be the last time they met.

    The carriage stopped as it passed the kazimi day palace. Cherchen opened the curtains and looked at the palace where he had been to countless times.

    At this time, a beautiful figure appeared on the avenue of the Palace - that was his surviving wife Natalie.

    Cherchen wanted to put down the curtains and leave immediately, but his son called his mother.

    Chechen had to get out of the carriage.

    Yanushi jumped out of the carriage and threw himself into his mother''s arms.

    Natalie hugged her son''s head. The scene of mother and son meeting made her tears.

    These days, she has been trying her best to plan and win more people''s support for the election of Duke Dangan. I''m so busy that I don''t even have time to eat, let alone take a look at my son.

    After a little while, Natalie stood up.

    "Your Excellency is going on a long journey?" Natalie asked Cherchen.

    Che Chen tried his best to calm his voice.

    "Yes, I''m going to Sweden. There, his majesty Carl Xi arranged the position of governor of Riga for me," said Cherchen.

    Natalie first clenched her lips and didn''t speak. After a long time, she said, "that''s good."

    As for "good" what, she didn''t say.

    Chechen thought that they would end their conversation. He would have called yanushi to get on the bus later, but Natalie suddenly asked Cherchen, "would you like to visit this palace with me?"

    Chechen hesitated, but he saw his son''s hopeful eyes, looked at Fatima in the car, and finally agreed.

    So the three entered the palace. Kazimi Sun Palace is still so resplendent and beautiful. But today, all kinds of treasures and wonders inside have already been covered with a layer of white cloth.

    They will wait for the arrival of their new master before lifting the veil.

    Cherchen and Natalie are very familiar with kazimieri Miyamoto. But this time, they often stopped for a long time in front of some huge oil paintings in those magnificent halls. Natalie picked up her son to enjoy the battle and victory of the former king siegmont and wadiswaff to conquer the eastern barbarians, and explained various allusions to him... They stepped onto the observation platform and had a panoramic view of the incredible magnificent scenery of the capital.

    Then a court doorman came over. He mistook the three people for ordinary visitors.

    "Three... The court doorman wanted to signal the three to leave, but when he saw that Natalie and Cherchen were coming, the court doorman immediately shut up.

    But Natalie understood the duties of the court doorman. She said thoughtfully, "they will leave in a moment."

    Natalie suddenly took Cherchen''s hand and led him up a long corridor. Her steps were fast, but he just walked forward calmly and attentively. The light from the side window lit up their figures from time to time, and then they sank into the darkness.

    Natalie''s heart beat a little faster. She didn''t know why she made such a move. She should hate him and treat him as a stranger.

    Finally they came to the cloister on the right side of the church, just behind the honor mat, not far from the altar. Natalie took her son down on her knees, and Chechen also knelt down and began to pray devoutly.

    The church was solemn and empty. Two candles were burning in front of the great altar, but the depths of the nave were hidden in the silent darkness.

    Through the colorful painted glass panes, the colorful light reflected in the church and the quiet, tranquil and beautiful face immersed in prayer.

    Natalie lay on the ground in a cross. She prayed to the holy image of the Virgin Mary: "the kindest virgin, the man in front of me, the man I once loved deeply, I have exhausted all my things and can''t change his man. Please bless him and my children. May they stick to their faith in that heretical country."

    After the prayer, Natalie got up.

    "Help your excellency have a smooth journey," said Natalie.

    Chechen also stood up. He looked at Natalie''s thin face and said, "I wish you all the best."

    With that, Che Chen picked up yanushi. He walked outside the church regardless of his son''s crying.

    He crossed the royal road and entered the carriage.

    Pedro turned his head and sighed. He thought Natalie''s appearance would make Chechen change his mind and stay. But no miracle happened.

    The road made of stones rolled by the wheels started slowly. Chechen could not bear to look out again.

    But there was no Natalie in sight.

    Fatima put her hand on the back of Chechen''s hand.

    "If you want to stay, stay," she said.

    Although he still didn''t like Natalie, he didn''t want his husband to be so lost.

    But Chechen shook his head.

    After a while, the coachman stopped the horse.

    "Count, we are almost at the gate of Warsaw."

    Chechen thought the coachman wanted to see the city again. He said, "don''t stop. Keep moving. There''s nothing to see."

    Then Pedro''s voice sounded beside the carriage.

    "Chechen, No. the gate is blocked. Ah! God! What do I see, a badly wounded dragon cavalry. He is holding the family emblem of Mikhail vorodyavsky. He is a subordinate of the little Knight!"

    An ominous premonition enveloped Chechen''s heart.

    He left his son and daughter in the car and got out of the carriage with Fatima.

    At this time, many people had gathered at the gate of Warsaw. Many people are asking loudly what happened.

    Chechen pushed hard into it. He heard the words "defeated", "the whole army was destroyed" and "lost" intermittently.

    When it was not easy to squeeze into the innermost part, Cherchen saw a giant nearly two meters tall falling to the ground with people and horses.

    The giant was dressed in a red dragon cavalry uniform and wore the emblem of "three bars" on his hat - it was indeed the family emblem of Mikhail vorodyavsky.

    Chechen jumped on the front. He raised the comatose giant''s head, and then took a bag full of Shaojiu from Fatima''s hand.

    Unscrewing the bottle cap, Chechen poured the wine into the giant''s mouth.

    Liquor worked. The giant coughed violently and slowly opened his eyes.

    "Who are you?"

    "Where am I?"

    "This is Warsaw. I''m count aleval Chechen."

    "God bless," said the giant, and then reported to himself, "I''m the knight Adam novovieski, the Dragon cavalry officer under the team leader Mikhail vorodyavsky."

    Hearing that it was the subordinate of the famous little knight, the crowd around gave a cry of surprise.

    Seeing that this man was really a subordinate of the little knight, Chechen hurriedly asked, "why did you run and faint with people and horses, your officer? I''m talking about captain Mikhail vorodyaves."

    Adam novoviesky grabbed his hat from the top of his head and held it tightly in his hand. The sad look on his face and the iron hand seemed to break his hat.

    "The Ottoman Turks raided us, and the team leader died. I was the only one who escaped. I came to report that three horses died along the way. Kamenetz is in danger, the southern frontier is in danger, and the Republic is in danger!"

    Hearing that the little knight who was also his teacher and friend died on the battlefield, Chechen felt dark in front of him. He stumbled to the ground.

    The people around heard the news like a bolt from the blue. Some sat on the ground, some shouted "God", and others fled as if the Turks were near.