Austria 1840

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"Puchi", Lu Changqing laughed out loud, squirting the water out of his mouth.

"This Karl Ludwig has the style of the famous "Six Emperor Pills" in the Tang Empire."

Lu Changqing held a girl in his arms. The girl wore a lensless frame and had a long pointed chin, so she could poked into the ravine when she lowered her head.

Regarding the "Six Emperor Pills of Europe", Lu Changqing said to the girl with a little show off:

"Carl's grandfather is the emperor, the uncle is the emperor, the eldest brother is the emperor, the second brother is the emperor, and the grandson is the emperor. Compared with the six emperor pills, he is only half a pill. Because he has never been an emperor, only a crown prince."

Carl was indeed the "Crown Prince", and after his nephew Rudolph "suicided" inexplicably, he was automatically replaced as the Crown Prince.

However, Karl, like his father, was not conscious enough, and gave up the storage position to his son, Archduke Ferdinand, who was assassinated in Sarajevo, causing tens of millions of casualties in the First World War.

"Brother Changqing, you are so arrogant, are you what people often call a virtuous stick?"

Lu Changqing blushed and couldn't answer. He was actually a German stick, but the word "stick" was somewhat derogatory. The little internet celebrity in his arms had no culture. He wanted to please the sponsor, but he said the wrong thing.

As a German club, Lu Changqing carefully fiddled with German information in the 19th century, and when he saw the suffocation of Germany in the historical materials, he also lamented for it.

Lu Changqing also often read online novels eagerly. Together with the authors, he worried about the rise of Germany. When encountering ingenious diplomatic designs and major battle victories, he would also smile and give him a monthly ticket.

He also often works with the writers, how to punch the tyrannical Ivan in the east, and how to kick the wilted John in the west.

A typical manifestation of the superficial German club is that he particularly despises the Austrian Empire and its variant, the Austro-Hungarian Empire.

It's okay to think that Austria itself is bad, and it often becomes a stumbling block on the road to the rise of Prussia, which means it can't play a positive role, and sometimes it's a burden.

Lu Changqing was not in the mood to deal with this little internet celebrity anymore, he said to himself:

"If the dictionary included the word 'pig teammate' and gave us the power to write example sentences, it would definitely give Austria several lines."

Lu Changqing is a typical superficial moral scoundrel. When he saw Karl Ludwig's stuff, he couldn't help laughing at him. For example, classmate Karl Ludwig, from childhood to adolescence, occupied the confessional room for a long time.

Be funny.

Lu Changqing's family is not bad. It was an early 10,000-million-dollar household, and the group of people who got rich first, did it lead to the wealth later? This, the demon monk really does not know.

And Lu Changqing himself, whether it is the often-mentioned IQ, EQ, or the ability to realize business awareness and business skills - financial quotient FQ, he is good.

In terms of reading, Lu Changqing performed well, from the central primary school, experimental junior high school, key high school, all the way to 985 University. The undergraduate degree is from Tongji University, the master degree is from the University of Munich, and the doctoral degree is from ETH Zurich.

From this point of view, it is not too much to praise a scholar.

Lu Changqing returned to southern Germany after graduation. He first joined Mercedes-Benz, then Siemens after a few years, and then went to Switzerland to join ABB. He returned to China as a senior executive and was resident in ABB's China headquarters - Imperial Capital.

With this kind of education and experience, Lu Changqing's economy is also outstanding.

The area of ​​Didu Financial Street, Fenghuiyuan Community, 188 square meters, where people and registered permanent residences are located, is within the Second Ring Road, where every inch of land is expensive.

As for other real estate stock funds, the demon monk didn't inquire too much.

Anyway, after he divorced his wife, he shared another sum of money from his richer ex-wife, and Lu Changqing's taste was aligned with that of Sicong King, and he always brought a beautiful girl in and out.

These girls have five eyes the size of Yue Yunpeng, the bridge of the nose is high, the corners of the mouth are always raised, the chest is bulging, and there is a slight scar under the armpit.

Well, also, they all have a delicate red rose tattooed on the small drum below the collarbone.

The leaves of the roses occupy 30% of the side of the bulge. The stalks of the roses cross the small bulge and go all the way down the ravine, leading you to pay attention until the button blocks the road and blocks your vision. .

Ladies and gentlemen, Lu Changqing is good enough and coquettish enough.

However, virtuoso does not distinguish between culture, virtuoso does not distinguish rich or poor, virtuoso does not distinguish between excellent or mediocre, let alone coquettish and boring.

Since it has reached the level of "stick", it is somewhat confusing. It is said that among the elite universities in my country that are tied for No. 1, there are many more sticks. Where does this make sense?

At this time, Lu Changqing was not reading a novel, he was playing in Austria with a small internet celebrity.

It is neither Japan, South Korea, Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand, nor Australia, New Zealand, and America. It is a legendary leisure travel package specially created for senior elites - an in-depth tour of European boutique small countries.

Xiao Wanghong said something wrong and was a little embarrassed. Resting in the hotel was actually a matter of washing away the money, waiting for the gold master to repay him in the evening.

Lu Changqing went out for a walk alone. He went around three times and then came to this church again, and saw Karl Ludwig's "special" confessional room.

Karl was studying with the archbishop of Vienna at that time. Because he was relatively stupid, he often failed to complete the schoolwork assigned by the bishop, and he regretted and blamed himself, so he became a frequent visitor to the confessional.

It is said that he is a "regular visitor" to the point that others who want to use this confession room have to wait in line outside for him to come out, which affects the enthusiasm of others for confession.

Think about it, you are waiting in line outside to repent, and you can't see the end of your repentance, and your repentance will fade away.

Well, forget it, that's it, I don't seem to have done anything wrong, um, so I don't regret it.

Then, go straight to the home.

Karl Ludwig, historically said to be the stupidest of the four brothers of Joseph, as the core son of the Austrian royal family, he had no pursuits either politically or militarily. Of course, he did not show much.

If you observe him, you will find that he is only praying daily, habitually repenting, and making intermittent pilgrimages, and he is always devoted to the Lord Jesus.

The third brother, Carl, is very strange.

He is not as conscientious and conscientious as the eldest brother, worrying about his subjects.

It's not like the second brother is so cranky, worrying about those "subjects" who don't take him as "masters".

It's not like the fourth brother is so obsessed and pursues the true meaning of love.

It can be said that Carl's life is a life of ignorance, a life that can be born or not.

However, this stupidest Karl Ludwig was also the happiest of the four brothers. He was born into the most powerful royal family in continental Europe, the Habsburg family.

When he was alive, although Austria encountered ups and downs, it was still prosperous on the whole.

Looking at Carl's "special" confession room, Lu Changqing suddenly had a prank idea, and he got into the confession room.

As a man with great ability to misfortune, although he is old and not confused, he really wants to go all out and wants to repent, repent of colorful repentance.

Confession is just for peace of mind, and I don't plan to correct it anyway.

In the small secret room, the most conspicuous thing was the crucifix.

Lu Changqing laid out his various little things, one by one, and told the guys hanging on the cross one by one, repenting carefully, leaving no trace, and not letting go of a blind spot.

After repenting, facing the crucified Jesus, he summed up mischievously: I was wrong, but I will not change it.

As soon as the words in his heart are finished, he relaxes. It may be that he has walked too much and is a little tired. It may also be because he is angry with a small netizen and is a little blocked. Anyway, a feeling of exhaustion hit him, so he just lay there. Take a nap.

What he didn't notice was that the crucifix on the crucifix trembled with anger, and even made a creaking sound.

I don't know how long it took. It seemed that the lights were just starting to come on. It was half dark or not, and it was unclear. Lu Changqing was going to go out and go back to the hotel to have dinner with Xiao Wanghong, and then..., hehe, you know of.

He propped himself up, and with a clatter, he fell to the ground.

Could it be that his legs were numb? When he looked up, he felt that the confessional room seemed to be much bigger. It was strange.

Rubbing his eyes, he realized that he had short legs and small arms. Before he could be surprised, he suddenly felt a headache and passed out.

In a daze, a lot of information was squeezed into his mind, making Lu Changqing dumbfounded.

I don't know if God punished him, or favored him, and let him be reborn on Karl Ludwig, and on the young Karl as a child.

It is January 31, 1840, Vienna, and the weather is fine.

The snow that fell a few days ago has not completely melted, the temperature is a little low, the fireplace is burning, and the smell of smoke drifts into the nostrils, coughing, and a little choking.

Lu Changqing, who possessed Karl Ludwig, was very distressed.

In almost all historical data, Austria does not have enough ability, the dominant Germany, nor the high spirits that the Germans should have.

And almost all of the novels, either Prussia annexed Austria and strengthened the power of Germany, or used Austria's firepower to attract Britain, France and Russia, and developed their own wretchedness.

No matter which method, the end result is that Germany under the Prussian rule became more powerful, waving and beating the Gallic rooster and stamping on Italy with its feet.

I haven't seen any author who is willing to give Austria a chance to let the Habsburg family stand up and show their lower body ruling Europe.

Don't expect to annex Prussia like the common author Yaya, at least let him perform a serious performance on the stage.

Voice-over: Young man, you still read less, we seem to have seen it.

God, you reborn me in someone I never valued...

Well, let's not be polite, you told me to be reborn on someone I despised, and before I was reborn, I was making fun of him.

Now I still feel a little embarrassed. I don't even dare to look in the mirror or face it.

Almighty God, what do you say?

In my heart, the ambition of Great Prussia is to achieve dominance, how can it be realized?

Tell me to rise up on the basis of Austria? God, big brother, I didn't think about it, I didn't prepare, I used to read books or Yaya in reverse. It's really hard to do.

I can't wait to die, I can live to be in my 60s anyway.

But thinking of this Karl Ludwig, going to the Jordan River, drinking everyone's bath water, soaking in corpse water, and dying in such a weird way, it's not easy.

Besides, I can't be an emperor. If I can be an emperor, if I have nothing to do, I will bully men and women, and if I have something to do, it will hurt the world. If you want to do something, it will be a lot of fun.

This can also realize his dark dreams.

But in Europe, unlike the Tang Dynasty and the Sui Dynasty, people were lined up one by one.

I remember that this cheap emperor lived to be 86 years old. At that time, the grass on my tomb had withered and prospered more than 20 times, and the trees on the tomb were hugged by two people, and the shade of the trees was like a pavilion.

What's more unfortunate is that there are still eight years before the revolution of 1848 broke out. This revolution swept across Europe and devastated Austria.

An ignorant and ignorant young man encounters great chaos. He is still a stupid little thing. What do you call him?

Also, why did you call me rebirth? I am a successful person, and my household registration has been moved from a small county town to the edge of the Forbidden City. In addition to living in a large house, there are also several large apartments for rent, which are all the envy of outsiders.

I wake up smiling every morning, you know? God.

God, isn't it all about regenerating waste wood when I read it? Why did I change this rule?

I am an elite, I belong to the "three highs" with high appearance, high education, and high income. Which of my points meets the requirements for rebirth?

You **** say it, answer me.

He really wanted to grab God's neck and questioned him, why did you call me born again?

But he couldn't ask God by the neck, and of course no God could explain it to him.

Is it because I confessed an unorthodox repentance?

Alas, don't repent if it's all right, God beat you.

But as little Carl's information was squeezed into his mind more and more, he, Lu Changqing, seemed to gradually become a spectator, shrinking in a corner, staring at the stage.

Then, holding the crucifix tightly in his hand, he fainted again, not sure if it was because of anger, or a normal reaction to possession.

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