War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

Chapter 40 Heavy "Love" (Updated)

1836, Vienna, Schönbrunn Palace.

Franz celebrated his sixth birthday. According to the royal custom, Franz had to leave the nursery.

When Franz left the nursery, Maximilian stared at Franz, wishing that Franz would leave his kingdom immediately.

As the second child in the family, Maximilian was always inferior to Franz.

Everyone who came to the nursery would visit Franz first, whether it was servants or family members, it seemed that everything was prepared for Franz, and he could only be second.

When Maximilian went to the Hall of Mirrors for the first time, he was attracted by the bright and spacious hall, and Franz II sitting on the high throne made Maximilian's heart turbulent.

He unconsciously wanted to go to the throne, but he was stopped by Franz II.

"Little Maximilian, don't go any further, you can't sit in this position."

But Maximilian didn't intend to listen to the old man, and then Franz II said in a more severe tone.

"Louis, take him away and let him go somewhere else to play."

Archduke Louis stopped Maximilian and said.

"Grandpa Louis is taking you to play. Do you want to watch the military parade or ride a horse?"

Maximilian didn't answer, but turned back and looked at the throne unwillingly. Franz was obviously sleeping on it.

Both were born from the same mother's womb, why is God so unfair.

BGM: Snowflakes are fluttering, the north wind is whistling. The world is vast.

After Franz left the nursery, he had his own room. The advantage was that he had his own territory, but the disadvantage was that he could no longer sleep with Talia's thighs.

Talia was also forced to leave her nest where she had stayed for five years and moved next door to Franz. After all, as a tutor, she had the obligation to take care of Franz.

Franz felt that the biggest benefit of leaving the nursery was that he could stay away from Mrs. Sophie's harassment.

However, it turned out that Franz was still too young. He didn't know how terrible a woman would be if she became Spartan.

She was desperate for her husband's cowardice and mediocrity.

So, Mrs. Sophie put all her energy on Franz.

The first thing Mrs. Sophie did was to order someone to move the big bed in Franz's room out and replace it with a cold camp bed.

"Franz! You can't be weak from now on! You have to fight like a man! This family needs you, and this country needs you too!"

Mrs. Sophie obviously wanted to infect Franz with her enthusiasm, but Franz was very unhappy after leaving the soft bed.

"But what does this have to do with the bed?"

"A warm bed will wear down your will and strangle your soul!"

"It's terrible, mother. But this cold iron bed will make me sick. A difficult environment can easily make people irritable. They are more likely to be satisfied after success and more likely to be depressed after failure."

Franz explained. To be honest, he really didn't think that the more miserable people are, the easier it is to succeed and go to extremes.

"You talk too much nonsense. As your mother, you must listen to me." Mrs. Sophie pinched Franz's face.

Franz covered his face and thought to himself, "If you had said that earlier, I wouldn't have explained it."

If it was just a bed, it would be too much to underestimate Mrs. Sophie.

Franz's food has also become much worse. In the past, Franz's food was personally taken care of by the royal chef.

Now Mrs. Sophie has taken over Franz's food. She hopes that Franz can feel the suffering of the people.

So, some inexplicable food appeared on Franz's table. Blood sausage and beef tripe are nothing.

There is actually a kind of food similar to porridge. Franz looks very friendly, but the taste is really hard to swallow.

And it is more like paste than porridge, a sticky semi-solid substance.

This thing is a kind of food in rural Austria. It is made by boiling wheat bran, cabbage, fern roots and other things with water.

Wheat bran is a by-product of wheat processing. It is now often used as feed. It tastes bad and scratches the throat (I have eaten it.).

After a few days of torture, Franz thought everything was over.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Sophie planned to let Franz understand the customs and customs of various countries in the world.

First, Britain, looking up at the stars.

Franz looked at the plate of fish that died with his eyes wide open, and he was really mixed with emotions.

Then it was canned Swedish herring. The chef in the kitchen was afraid that Franz would have a stomachache, so he heated it up.

Then an epic disaster came. The stench was everywhere. The servants had to clean the kitchen thoroughly and replace all the kitchen utensils.

Spanish cheese.

Japanese bonito.

But it was not Franz who couldn't stand it first, but Talia.

As Franz's tutor, she also had the duty of tasting.

So Talia was the first victim of every dark dish of Mrs. Sophie.

In the past, she naturally accepted all the big meals, but now the dark dishes were really too much for her.

Finally one day, Talia was poisoned by Mrs. Sophie's dark dishes. She first had diarrhea and then a high fever.

If Franz hadn't prepared allicin long ago, I'm afraid Talia would have gone to see God.

However, after Talia woke up, the first thing she did was to ask Franz what he had given her.

Just when Franz was about to introduce her his new product, allicin.

Talia stopped Franz.

"Don't say it, let me vomit for a while, I'm not pure anymore."

Franz was confused. In fact, he had prepared penicillin, but the production was too small and Franz didn't have injection tools.

Talia couldn't stand this horrible food, and she told Mrs. Sophie that she wanted to resign.

She would rather spend the rest of her life in prison than eat these horrible foods.

At this time, Mrs. Sophie finally realized that she might not be a good cook and the food she chose might be a bit too much.

Mrs. Sophie did not punish Talia or send her to prison, but gave her 500 florins and a week's vacation so that she could eat something good and relax.

500 florins was not a small amount at this time, equivalent to a worker's three-year salary.

Mrs. Sophie gave Talia a vacation, but Franz assigned her a new task.

After all, Franz now regarded himself as Talia's savior, so Talia had no choice but to do as he was told.

With Talia, the tutor, away, Franz felt that he didn't have to do his homework, and he felt free.

But Mrs. Sophie didn't intend to let Franz go, and she found a linguistics professor who was a real master and was proficient in more than a dozen foreign languages.

Perhaps it was because the original owner's language talent was very exaggerated, Franz quickly mastered the eight most important languages ​​in the Austrian Empire.

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The book has been accelerated, about twenty chapters.

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