War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

Chapter 916 Funeral

Chapter 78 Funeral

In fact, Queen Victoria and Prince Albert should not have been unable to discover the tricks under their noses, but the former was busy making babies, raising babies, and walking babies, while the latter was busy creating spectacles.

And the loss of an entire Mediterranean fleet was too sensational. In British history, such a tragic naval defeat has never happened before.

The main reason is that no one would believe this kind of thing if it was told out. After all, the French Navy had always avoided fighting, and the Austrian Navy was simply famous for nothing under the influence of the British propaganda machine.

Fighting wars only relies on sneak attacks and land forces. What kind of navy is this?

In fact, under the influence of Franz, the Austrian Navy often adopts the most advantageous combat methods for itself.

However, this also leaves people with an impression that they cannot fight hard battles. The propaganda machines of the British and French seized this point and spread rumors desperately.

So no one in Britain believes that the Mediterranean Fleet will be destroyed. At most, it will lose a few ships like the great defeat in history, or temporarily lose the dominance of the Mediterranean, that's all.

At this time, the news of the British royal family was not as closed as in later generations. Victoria and her husband really did not believe that this would happen.

And at this time, there was something more worrying for them in Britain. The Chartists asked the Queen to fulfill her promise of an eight-hour workday.

The young girl who first ascended the throne did not retreat in the face of the surging crowd. She put on her formal dress, picked up the scepter symbolizing the power of the British royal family and walked onto the balcony.

Facing the morning sun and the crowd, when she appeared on the balcony, both the soldiers and the workers on the march stared at Queen Victoria on the balcony and held their breath.

At that moment, the girl felt a sense of burden, so she said those words easily.

"There will be bread! There will be butter! Everything will be fine. Thank you, it is you who made Britain strong. Without you, there would be no Britain today. I, Queen of England, Victoria, swear here that I will protect your rights and property."

Those words once won her countless cheers, made those conceited nobles look at her with admiration, and made officials no longer dare to underestimate her.

However, it was not until Victoria became the queen that she realized how heavy those words were and what price she had to pay.

In fact, it was a luxury to improve people's livelihood. Industrial costs, agricultural costs, and war costs would all rise.

The nobles opposed, the politicians opposed, and the capitalists opposed. Everyone was dissatisfied. And these people could also protest, march, demonstrate, and even assassinate directly.

Victoria also fought, but she soon found that she was as small as a drop of water in front of the vast ocean called interests.

So Victoria began to get married and have children, hoping to live an ordinary life.

During this period, Queen Victoria met her true love, Prince Albert. The woman who fell in love did not want to ask about those annoying political affairs.

Prince Albert could not ignore the situation in Britain at this time. He went to Ireland in person and saw the miserable situation there.

Although local officials tried their best to cover up, they deliberately sent Prince Albert to farms where famine did not occur, and even deliberately provided alcohol to the hired farmers on the farms.

The purpose was to let Prince Albert see a group of hopelessly lazy farmers.

When Prince Albert visited the farm, he found that the crops here grew better than those in England, and the farmers were lying drunk in the straw huts.

In contrast, the local officials accompanied him to inspect the farm in the scorching sun, sweating profusely.

A more "considerate" prince would definitely be moved by the hardworking spirit of these officials, and would definitely feel disgusted with those lazy and drunk farmers.

However, Prince Albert was not a drunkard who had never seen the world. If those officials with fat brains worked so hard every day, they would have been full of tendons instead of dragging their stomachs forward.

Moreover, the officials were hardworking, but the farmers were lazy and drunk, which was obviously not in line with his common sense.

In addition, the local officials deliberately filled Prince Albert's schedule, which also made him notice a little abnormality.

However, as an excellent politician and a noble who received aristocratic education since childhood, it was just basic operation to not show emotions.

Before the grand banquet was over, Prince Albert secretly left with his guards.

In the countryside, he saw the true face of Ireland, the land was barren and overgrown with weeds, and the houses built with mud and weeds were full of cracks, which could be destroyed with just a slight shake.

At the head of the village, a woman with a shriveled chest was wandering on both sides of the road with a blackened baby in her arms, her eyes were lifeless, making people feel both pitiful and weird.

The village was full of skinny men and women, almost all of them had a pair of goldfish eyes, and their figures were too slender for ballet dancers.

The streets were filled with feces, and the swollen corpses were emitting a foul smell. There were no wild dogs and vultures to deal with the corpses because they had been eaten.

Prince Albert also saw a man with black cloth strips on his body carrying a bucket to water the corpses. This weird scene made people shudder.

However, Prince Albert still walked in front of the man after taking a deep breath, and the guards around him had to follow Prince Albert.

"I'm sorry, sir. I want to bother you for a moment. Can you tell me what you are doing?"

"Watering." The man replied weakly.

"Why are you doing this?" Prince Albert asked puzzledly.

"I want them to come back to life." A glimmer of hope appeared on the man's lifeless face.

Prince Albert took a deep breath. He didn't know how to make the man in front of him give up this meaningless behavior.

"Who are they to you?"

The skinny man pointed at the swollen and smelly corpses one by one with his slender fingers.

"My father, my mother, my brother, my wife, my son, my daughter, my dog"

Prince Albert was silent for a long time after hearing this, but he still plucked up the courage to speak.

"Sir, if you don't mind, please let me hold a simple and decent funeral for them, okay?"

"Ah!"

A hoarse and desolate roar came from the man's throat, and he fell to his knees with a roar.

The man wanted to say something, but his body was too weak, and he fainted directly because he was too excited just now.

Prince Albert fulfilled his promise and invited a priest to hold a simple but respectable funeral for the man's family.

However, the god of luck did not favor the poor man. The day after his family's funeral, the man who poured water on his family's bodies and tried to bring them back to life left this painful world.

This incident touched Prince Albert deeply, but he still could not convince the government and parliament to take substantive action on Ireland.

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