Chapter 104 Drawing of Hell

Vienna, Türnstrasse.

This is the border area of ​​Vienna, with a bustling town on one side and a slum on the other.

This is also the place where opium and wine are most rampant, because people here have no hope, but they need entertainment. They cannot afford to go to high-end places such as pubs, cafes, and brothels, but they can buy a glass of low-quality opium wine for only 5 pfennigs. They can afford it.

Unlike the lucrative Eastern opium trade, the opium trade strategy on the European continent at this time was to make small profits but quick turnover.

Opium wine was packaged as a British product. Because of the power of Britain, Europeans in this era always looked down upon British products.

As a result, this cheap and fashionable way of leisure quickly spread in the slums. The streets were full of drunkards who had hallucinated from drinking opium wine. Some people also suffered from lifelong disabilities and mental illness due to excessive consumption of opium wine. A disordered monster.

The anger in Archbishop Rauscher's chest was ignited,

However, just opposite this hellish scene was a row of luxury carriages.

The upper class people in the car were invited by Archbishop Rauscher to see Hell on Earth.

However, here, they seemed to have really seen hell. After witnessing everything in front of them, they all believed that hell was real.

Especially those noble ladies and rich ladies who grew up in boudoir, they almost fainted from fright.

There were even a few strong-blooded gentlemen who, after learning that all this was thanks to the Jewish opium wine, ignited the anger in their hearts and wanted to kill those damn poisonous wine dealers immediately.

Of course, there were a few who were blind and tried to make fun of the poor, but without exception, they were severely reprimanded. The only reason to blame is that their sense of humor came from the wrong place.

In fact, the most angry person was Archbishop Rauscher himself. As the organizer of this event, as an archbishop, he really could not imagine that such a hell on earth existed in his own diocese.

Just now he had cursed the wine dealers who sold opium wine, but he was still angry, so he had to vent his anger on the nobles who did not take the opportunity to make fun of them.

Archbishop Rauscher did not expect that opium wine was so harmful and spread so widely. Just before, he thought that Archduke Franz was alarmist. Now he believes that this kind of thing is definitely the enemy of God and must be eliminated. .

In fact, the victims these upper-class people saw were actually a group of actors pretending to be victims.

They were found by Adjani. These gypsies who have been wandering around Europe all year round are a group of natural actors.

Due to European stereotypes, as long as a little makeup is used, it can be fake and real.

Franz is not a person who likes to lie, but popularizing science takes too long, and it is far from the impact of seeing it with his own eyes.

Franz did not leave this matter to Thalia. Although she was very smart, she was not careful enough.

And she really followed her ideas and hired a group of real actors.

Then it is very possible to directly join the gang. After all, no one can guarantee that there will be no groupies in the upper class.

It is more appropriate to leave this kind of matter to Adjani, although she always feels that she is an agent or a spy.

But in Franz's eyes, she was a liar.

Let a liar plan a scam, and it will naturally be a professional counterpart and flawless.

And Adjani had just become Franz's attendant and she also wanted to express herself.

Another good thing about using gypsies is that no one will believe them. Even if someone later discovers that this is a scam, these gypsies are willing to be witnesses, and no one will believe them.

After this party, many upper-class people became anti-drug fighters, especially when these fighters combined opium wine and Jews, their combat effectiveness immediately doubled.

However, Vienna's drug traffickers were not without resistance.

On the same day he watched the drawing of hell, Solomon Rothschild got the news that the church was going to unite the upper class to take action against their opium industry.

"Damn! Greedy pigs! Why can they sell holy water and indulgences? This is naked jealousy!"

Solomon Rothschild didn't know anything about opium. He only knew about his family's partners in the East, who used it to obtain violence, so he wanted to try it.

Solomon was not afraid of the church's actions. He only thought it was a small setback and a small trick in the long-term war between the church and the Jews.

But Solomon Rothschild was a cautious man. He believed that a lion can fight a rabbit with all his strength, so he immediately used his power within the palace, hoping to create a double insurance to prevent opium and wine from being banned. Taste.

Vienna, Hall of Mirrors.

"My stupid brother, isn't this wine to your taste?"

"My poor brother, if it is medicine disguised as wine, will you drink it?"

"My stupid brother, don't you know about medicinal wine?"

"My poor brother, the candy is filled with shit, will you eat it?" Archduke Franz Karl looked very angry.

In fact, when Franz was explaining it to his father, Archduke Franz Karl expressed great indignation at the practice of disguising medicine as wine. This was of course because Archduke Franz Karl liked it too much, and Don't like medicine.

Archduke Franz Karl felt that disguising medicine as wine would be an insult to wine, so he readily agreed to Franz's request.

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At this time, Archbishop Rauscher came out to smooth things over.

"Your Majesty, according to the research of our church, this drug has strong hallucinogenic and addictive properties. Some people are addicted to the pleasure brought by the drug, which is the greatest blasphemy against God."

Ferdinand I nodded. In fact, he didn't care about opium, but he couldn't agree with his stupid brother's theory of sugar-wrapped shit.

"Your Excellency the Bishop, how harmful is this drug?" In fact, Ferdinand I also knew something about opium. This was told to him by Ferdinand I's chief adviser. Of course, Karl von Slote only talked about the benefits of opium, but didn't mention its harm.

Just a few days ago, Karl von Slote received a bribe, which was the first bribe he received since he took office. He decided to build a good reputation and win repeat customers.

So he explained the benefits of opium to Queen Anna of Ferdinand I overnight, such as pain relief, fever reduction, and treatment of dysentery. In order to let Queen Anna experience this "goodness" better, he and Queen Anna also drank some opium wine.

Archbishop Rauscher was well prepared for Ferdinand I's statement.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember Captain Charmanni?"

Ferdinand I immediately remembered the bear-like figure. He used to be a guard, but was expelled from the guard by Ferdinand I because of his affair with Queen Anna.

"Remember, why did you mention that scum?"

Archbishop Rauscher answered in fear, and then had someone carry in a shriveled old man. His huge skeleton was covered with a thin layer of skin and flesh. His eyes stared at the dome with a dull look, and his body exuded an unpleasant odor.

"Your Majesty, he has suffered the punishment he deserves. After being expelled from the palace, Captain Charmanni's life was so different that he became addicted to the short-lived pleasure brought by opium. For this, he sold his ancestral property and gave up his dignity. Now he has become a walking corpse."

Ferdinand I tried his best to sit up straight. He wanted to see if it was Captain Charmanni.

Ferdinand I saw clearly that it was Captain Charmanni, but Captain Charmanni's eyes had lost focus, just like a real walking corpse.

Ferdinand I sighed.

"It's really a terrible poison. Just do what you say. Any sale and promotion of opium food is illegal. This is the imperial order of me, Ferdinand I."

Karl von Slote also knew Captain Charmanni. Seeing his current appearance, Slote was terrified and couldn't help but curse those Jewish profiteers from the bottom of his heart.

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