Chapter 55 Not Drunk

After the death of Franz II, Metternich tied his interests to those of the Rothschild family in order to seek support.

This led to the exchange of their positions, and now Metternich had to rely on the power of the Rothschild family.

In order to drive Prince Metternich out of the power core of Austria, Count Korolov carried out extensive cooperation with the forces in the Italian region.

Although the country's fiscal revenue has increased, it is not enough to offset the joint attack of France, Prussia and Hungary.

Those businessmen who were ambitious in the past two years are now considering how to throw away their operating rights.

In contrast to the hot railway construction in other countries, the current Austrian railway has fallen into a cold winter. Half of the railway construction is suspended, and the remaining half will sooner or later enter a state of suspension if there is no new capital injection.

Ferdinand I's chief adviser was also busy at this time. After he got the power in Baron Brooke's hands, he found that it was a hot potato.

Karl von Slote had no ability to borrow more loans for the Austrian Empire, which was an important reason for the collapse of Austrian finances.

At the same time, Baron Bruck was doing something that made him very excited on the other side of the ocean.

In the first six months of 1836, he had successfully cashed out $6 million in precious metals from the United States, and cashed out a total of 2 million pounds of banknotes and precious metals with $10 million on the London Stock Exchange.

Baron Bruck had sold 45% of his land, and even so he made a net profit of 10 times.

Now as long as all the remaining land can be sold and exchanged for silver and gold, the total income of Archduke Franz Karl will reach $35.55 million.

As long as "Franz Karl" deposits this money in the bank, many problems in Austria can be solved.

Because the winter of railway construction in Austria was completely man-made, Saxony proposed to acquire the Austrian railway section when the Austrian railway construction was suspended, but was rejected.

Of course, not only Saxony, but even the famous poor country of Bavaria has applied for acquisition.

According to the offer of the two countries, as long as the railways leading to the two countries are sold to them, the problems Austria is facing now can be solved.

But this is unacceptable. The railways are in the hands of other countries. Let alone the unwillingness of those businessmen, even the military cannot accept it.

Domestic businessmen can still refuse to serve the Austrian army. If other countries control their own railways, they may directly transport the enemy troops to Vienna and shout "The enemy is in Honnoji!"

According to Baron Bruck's estimation, as long as Austria survives this crisis, people will regain confidence in the railways.

As for Karl von Slote, Bruck didn't take him seriously at all, just regarded him as a jumping clown.

At this time, Baron Bruck had already admired Archduke Franz Karl. He believed that Archduke Franz Karl was not stupid, but just a silent economist.

Sure enough, geniuses are difficult to understand.

At this time, Vienna, Schönbrunn Palace.

Archduke Franz Karl was feeding the fish and drinking wine beside the fountain. When he saw that the fish were almost all floating up, he scooped a handful with his hands.

"It has no taste. You have a very low alcohol tolerance."

Franz Karl saw his son coming over and quickly invited Franz Joseph to sit down.

"Son, try it."

Franz Joseph looked at the "water" in his father's hand and didn't think much about it. He licked it with his tongue and felt that it was a little sweet and a little spicy.

"Father, what is this? Is it a specialty of Schönbrunn Palace?"

"No, it's wine."

"Wine? How can there be wine here?"

"I poured it!"

At this time, a dead fish fell from the sky. Franz followed the direction of the dead fish and found that the fountain was full of dead fish.

"." Franz Joseph looked at the dead fish in the fountain again.

"What's the matter with this fish?"

"Your mother said she wanted to raise some fish, so I bought some fish. After I came back, I found that there was no place to raise them. Isn't there a big pond here? I was afraid that these fish would not be used to living in their new home, so I came to drink with them. Who knew that they had such a poor alcohol tolerance and were all drunk."

Franz Karl vividly described his glorious deeds, and Franz Joseph sighed.

"Does mother know?"

"Not yet."

"I asked someone to clean up this place. Don't tell mother about this. Next time you go to buy fish, buy a fish tank, okay?"

"Okay!"

Franz gave Talia a look, and Talia quickly asked the nearby palace people to help catch the fish.

Before Franz Joseph could speak, Franz Karl continued.

"Son, what's the matter with you?"

Franz Joseph was a little curious, why did this old man answer first?

"How did you know I had something to ask you."

"You brought some wine with you. You usually object to my drinking."

"Okay, father, here is an application. You go to the Emperor to get it approved, then get it stamped by the Regency Council, and then bring it back to me."

"Then you must have a big drink with me."

"I only drink juice."

"Okay!"

In the evening, Karl von Slote felt very depressed. He was the chief royal advisor, but now he was suppressed by a shitty Regency Council.

Isn't it that I have worked in vain for so many years? I have to pay public grain to that woman at night. It's painful to think about it.

He looked at the sleeping emperor again. It was wishful thinking to expect this guy to calm down the guys in the Regency Council. He should be a Caesar under one person and above ten thousand people.

Yes, that's right. I, Karl von Slote, should be a Caesar, or at least a Wallenstein. How could this happen...

At this moment, the sound of a person's footsteps interrupted Karl von Slote's meditation.

"Damn, this drunk idiot, what is he doing here?" Karl von Slote cursed in his heart.

Then he thought about it and had some fun with this idiot to make up for his hurt heart.

"Stop, His Majesty the Emperor did not summon you, the Archduke"

Franz Karl ignored Karl von Slote, and Karl von Slote was very angry and ran to Archduke Franz Karl again.

"Your Majesty is sleeping, no one is allowed to disturb him."

"I don't want to talk to you." Archduke Franz Karl replied and was about to move forward.

Karl von Slote stopped Franz Karl again, and their dispute woke up Ferdinand I.

Karl von Slote "I'm very sorry, I have told Archduke Franz Karl that you are resting. But Archduke Franz Karl insisted on seeing Your Majesty, and I couldn't stop him, so I disturbed Your Majesty."

Ferdinand I didn't care about Karl von Slote's words and spoke directly.

"My stupid brother, what's the matter with you?"

"My poor brother, can I beat him?"

"Whatever."

Archduke Franz Karl only has three hobbies, smoking, drinking, and perming.

Oh no, bah, it's drinking, riding, and hunting, so Archduke Franz Karl's core strength is extremely strong, and it's not too easy to beat a civil servant.

Karl von Slote's screams echoed in the Hall of Mirrors, and the royal guards beside him turned a blind eye, and some even laughed.

Archduke Franz Karl wiped his clothes casually with his hands, and then took out a document.

"Franz plans to build a school, and needs your special approval."

"Okay."

Ferdinand I made a big stroke and resumed his previous posture.

"My stupid brother, I'm tired, don't bother me, I need to rest."

"Drink a glass before going to bed, and you will fall asleep quickly."

Archduke Franz Karl took out a military wine bottle from his shirt pocket, placed it in front of the throne, and turned away.

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