Chapter 62 Chapter 60 In France

King Charles I of England was informed of Buckingham's assassination and death, and his first fear was that such terrible news would demoralize the courage of the people of La Rochelle.According to the memoirs of Cardinal Richelieu, Charles I tried to hide the matter from them for as long as possible, and ordered all the ports in England to be closed. The warship left the port, and since Buckingham was dead, he was responsible for every move of the army. What's more, Charles I also issued a strict order that even the Danish ambassadors whose term of office had expired were returned to the United Provinces with the approval of Charles I (Note: The United Provinces, that is, the Federal Republic of Utrecht in the Netherlands in 1579, including The eastern part of the Netherlands; until the end of its disintegration in 1795.) The East India Company merchant ship was supposed to be sent back to the port of Freising by the permanent ambassador of the Netherlands (Note: Freising, the port city of the Netherlands, located in Aes The western estuary of the Cow River.), now also have to stay in the UK.

However, as he did not think of issuing this order until five hours after the incident, that is to say, at two o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, two ships had already left port for their journey.One was that we already knew the ship that carried Milady. She had expected it, and the sight of the black flag flying on the mast of the naval battleship confirmed her suspicion. As for the second article, we will explain who is on it later and how it left the port. During this period, there was nothing new to say in the French army camp besieging La Rochelle, but the king felt bored as usual, perhaps more bored in the military camp than other places, so he decided to go to Saint-Germain to celebrate the Saint-Louis Grand Prix. Festival, and asked the cardinal to provide him with only twenty musketeers as guards.The king's distaste, too, had an effect on the cardinal from time to time, and he kindly granted leave to the regent, who promised to return to camp around the fifteenth of September.

Monsieur de Treville, ordered by His Excellency the Bishop, immediately packed up. Although he did not understand the reason, he knew that his friends had long been fascinated and sincerely wanted to return to Paris, so he appointed them without saying a word. In formation. The four young men were notified a quarter of an hour later, because M. de Treville was the first to tell them the good news.D'Artagnan really appreciated the cardinal's kindness to him at this time, if he had not finally transferred him to the musketeers, and at this time his three companions set off, he would have been forced to remain in the barracks.

Everyone could see at once that d'Artagnan's return to the heart of Paris was urgent, because he knew that Madame Bonacieur would run a risk by meeting her bitter enemy, Milady, at the Abbey of Bethune.Therefore, as we have already explained, Aramis immediately wrote to Marie Mison, the seamstress of Tours, who had great powers, so that she could ask her to intercede with the queen, so that Madame Bonacieur could leave the convent, and then let her go. Lorraine or Belgium incognito.It didn't take long, only about ten days, and Aramis received the following reply: dear cousin, As you think, the air at Betuna Abbey is unhealthy for our little maid, and my sister has given her permission to leave there.My sister also happily opened a letter of approval, which is now attached to the letter, and I hope to check it.My elder sister liked the little girl very much, so she kept her with her for a while, in case she could be used in the future.

i hug you Mary Misson The letter of approval sent with the letter reads: The Abbot of Betuna has received this book, and will entrust the novice nuns sent to the monastery under my guardianship under my entrustment to the person who delivered this book. Anna at the Louvre, August 10, 1628 Everyone understands that the relationship between Aramis and a seamstress worthy of the queen's sister should not make the four young people ecstatic; Blushing two or three times, he begged his friends not to discuss the matter again, declaring that if anyone mentioned a word to him again, he would never let his cousin act as an intermediary in such matters.

Thereafter, Marie Misson ceased to be the subject of conversation among the four musketeers, for they had achieved what they wanted: the warrant for the rescue of Madame Bonacieur from the Garmulo convent of Betuna.But in truth, the warrant is of little use to them so long as they stay in the barracks at La Rochelle, that is to say, on the other side of France; so d'Artagnan is going to M. de Treville Take time off and tell him frankly that the trip is important.At this moment, he and his three friends heard the good news at the same time, that the king was going to Paris with an escort of twenty musketeers, and they were all members of the escort.

The four of them were overjoyed, and immediately sent their attendants to go ahead with their luggage, and they set off in the early morning of the 16th. The cardinal escorted His Majesty the King from Surgire to Mosé, where the monarch and his subjects bid each other their farewell affectionately. Although the king traveled as fast as possible, hoping to arrive in Paris on the 23rd, but he was greedy for entertainment, so he stopped from time to time to watch people and hunt magpies. A pleasure of preference.Whenever this happened, sixteen of the twenty musketeers enjoyed themselves, while the other four complained all the time.DArtagnan in particular always felt a constant buzzing in his ears, which Porthos explained in this way:

A very great lady once told me that it means someone is talking about you somewhere. At last the escort passed through Paris late at night on the 23rd; and in gratitude to Monsieur de Treville, the king granted him four days' holiday in installments, on condition that none of the beneficiaries should appear in public, otherwise they would be punished with a fine. Sent to the Bastille. We must have imagined that the first four recipients were none other than our four friends.Moreover, what Athos obtained from M. de Treville was six days instead of four, and two nights were added to the six days, since they set out at five o'clock in the afternoon of the 24th, plus Treville. Mr. is a tactful person, so he postponed the date of leave until the morning of the 25th.

Oh, my God, said d'Artagnan; as everyone knows, he has never had a chest, and I think we have to make a show of it, though it is a very simple matter: in two days, two or three dead A horse, little thing, I'm rich, I'll go to Betuna, I'll take the Queen's letter to the Abbess, I'll bring out the dear baby I'm going to find, but not to Lorraine, not to Belgium , but brought back to Paris, and it is safer to hide here after the cardinal returns to La Rochelle.Then, once the battle is over and we return to the city, half borrowing Aramis's cousin as a backer, and half considering that we have personally gone out for her, then we will definitely get what we want from the queen.So you stay here, and you don't need to waste your energy in vain; Planche and I are more than enough for such a simple errand.

Arras calmly replied to this claim: We are the same, we all have money, I haven't drank all the money left in diamonds, and neither have Porthos and Aramis, so killing four horses is only one horse.But think about it, d'Artagnan, he went on, in a tone that shudders young men, that Bethune is a city where the cardinal had a tryst with a woman who wandered about Wherever there is trouble, there will be trouble.If you have only four men to deal with, d'Artagnan, I'll let you go alone; but you have to deal with that woman, we'd better go with the four of us, hopefully with four more attendants, we is enough.

You are frightening me, Athos, cried d'Artagnan; what are you afraid of, God? Afraid of everything!replied Athos. D'Artagnan looked at the faces of his companions, and like Athos, they all looked dark.They all rode on their way without saying a word. On the evening of the twenty-fifth they arrived at Arras; d'Artagnan had just dismounted at the Goldrake to drink a glass of wine when a man on horseback, who had just bought a new horse, stepped out of the inn-yard. His steed is galloping on the road to Paris.When he rode from the gate to the main street, although it was August, the wind suddenly picked up, half lifted his cloak, and blew his hat.Xingzhe raised his hand to press the hat, and the moment the hat left his head, he hastily covered his eyes. D'Artagnan stared intently at the man, suddenly paled, and dropped the glass in his hand. What's the matter with you, sir?asked Planchet, Oh!Come quickly, gentlemen, my master is dead! The other three friends came running at once, but they found that d'Artagnan was not only dead, but was running towards his horse.The three of them blocked him at the door. Hey, where the hell are you running to?cried Athos sharply. It's him!exclaimed d'Artagnan; pale with rage, and dripping with sweat, it was he!Let me go after him! Who is he?asked Athos. He is that guy! what kind of guy? That accursed fellow, my scourge of misfortune, whom I always saw whenever misfortune threatened me: he was with that dreadful woman when I first met her; He was the man Toss had sought after the provocation; he was the man I saw the morning Mrs. Bonacieur was kidnapped!It's the guy from Moen!I saw clearly just now, it was him!I recognized him when a gust of wind half-blew his cloak away. hell!said Athos thoughtfully. Get on your horses, everyone, get on your horses; we'll run after him, and we'll catch him. My dear, said Aramis, please consider that the man is going against the way we have taken, his mount is a new horse, and our mount is a tired horse, so we are exhausting the horse It is impossible to catch up with that guy.Let him go, d'Artagnan, it is important to save the woman. Hello sir!A groom ran after the stranger, shouting, Hello, sir!A piece of paper fell out of your hat!Hello!gentlemen!Hello! My friend, cried d'Artagnan, sell me half a piastre! To tell the truth, sir, I am so happy!Here you go! The groom was very happy for his extra money for the day, and returned to the inn compound cheerfully. D'Artagnan opened the paper. say something?asked his friends around him. Only one word!said d'Artagnan. Yes, said Aramis, but the word is either the name of a city or a village. Amentières, read Porthos, Amentières, I do not know this place! This is a city or village name written by her herself!cried Athos. Well, well, let's keep this paper carefully, said d'Artagnan, perhaps my last pistole was not in vain.Get on the horses, friends, get on the horses! So the four companions galloped and set foot on the road to Betuna.