Austria 1840

PS:

When it comes to the situation in modern Europe, Napoleon cannot be avoided, and it is not an exaggeration to even say that he was the founder of the situation in modern Europe, although he did not intend to establish such a situation.

Therefore, there will be a lot of fictional writing about Napoleon in this book, that is, different characters have talked about Napoleon, and the Napoleon in the mouths of different people is different, even conflicting.

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After a while, Franz Karl and Mrs. Sophie came over, greeted their uncle, the Grand Duke Karl, and comforted little Karl again.

"Just now, little Karl said that he was coming back from the church and often poured me wine. Are you planning to make Karl a monk? What our Habsburg family lacks are warriors."

Archduke Karl has a relatively high status and is an elder, so he has no scruples, so he speaks very directly. He glanced at little Karl on the bed and asked Mrs. Sophie.

"Uncle Carl, I'm not going to send little Carl to be a monk. You know, people who have caused great negative influence or harm to the family will be sent to be a monk. Carl is still young, what great harm can he do to the family? ?"

Without waiting for the formal head of the family, Franz Karl, to speak, Grand Duchess Sophie answered directly.

"The main reason is that we trust Archbishop Osma Rauscher more, and we also want Carl to follow him and become a basic religious enlightenment."

Mrs. Sophie was afraid that the old military **** would misunderstand, and said:

"No, we originally planned to call him back. After all, it's little Carl's 6th birthday soon. Before you know it, little Carl is 6 years old."

After Sophie explained to Archduke Karl, she watched little Karl lying on the bed, tall and tall. Just muttered to her husband Franz Karl.

"Little Carl, don't do bad things, don't do wrong things, and you won't be sent to be a monk."

The old military **** ridiculed little Carl, and he understood it: it was just a gift to a trusted priest, but when the child suffered from paranoia, he thought he would stay in the church all the time.

"Yeah, time is so fast. I remember it was yesterday when I had a fight with Napoleon. Why did things suddenly go wrong."

Archduke Karl started his solo show.

The expression on the old military god's face was very rich, he was unwilling, sad, and helpless, but he was not sweating profusely.

"Come, come, come again."

Sophie and Franz Karl looked at each other and smiled, waiting for the awesome Uncle Karl to brag.

"Brother, you can ask more details this time, and make Uncle Carl make a fool of himself."

Maximilian tugged at Franz's sleeve and whispered.

"That's not good. After all, Uncle Carl is an elder. I heard that he is the emperor's Dinghaishenzhen."

After all, Franz is a bit older, and he may know that he is going to be the crown prince. Although he is a young man, he doesn't think it is a big deal to watch the fun, but he still thinks a lot.

"Brother, you look like an old man. I don't think your uncle and father are as calm as you, not to mention Uncle Karl. On the shelf, Prime Minister Metternich is the same as you."

Maximilian even teased his elder brother.

"Max, don't murmur, stay with Franz and learn from Uncle Karl."

Sophie is very smart, knowing whether she is a queen or a queen dowager is inseparable from the support of Archduke Karl.

Therefore, he respects Duke Karl, although he is somewhat disapproving of his story in his heart.

"Okay, Sophie, don't scold them, just listen to the old man's bragging."

Old Carl was actually a little self-aware. My own kids don't like to listen to their own nagging, let alone others.

However, he also knew that the military authority of Austria in the future would be dominated by a few little guys present, and it was also appropriate to provide them with a military foundation.

Taking this opportunity, he also wanted to change his personality.

From the formal mode - the military commander gives lectures to the dumb and cute military newcomers, to the chat mode - the old grandfather and the descendants who have stories to brag.

"It is said in the anecdotes that Napoleon, Wellington and I were the best military generals in that glorious era. It was God who gave us the stage to show us our military talents."

Old Carl raised his head, but unfortunately it was too high-end to respond, so everyone had to sit up and listen carefully.

"Actually not, Napoleon is the real first person, he is the protagonist. At that time, many people were too low-level, and they used failure to set off Napoleon's brilliance."

Everyone nodded. Old Carl didn't stop, he continued to be humble, and he pretended to be humble.

"Wellington and I are a little stronger, and we have had a few small successes. However, we are just setting off Napoleon and making Napoleon appear more powerful..."

How can people make fun of this? The three little Karl brothers and Franz Karl and his wife are a little uncomfortable with this rhythm. The stupid Maria Anna doesn't understand at all, not to mention her reaction.

"...if this is a story about Napoleon, and Wellington and I, like the other losers, continue to fail, it will make the story dry and Napoleon's image not full enough."

Old Carl looked at everyone with a solemn expression, and felt more satisfied in his heart, and his voice was full of emotions.

"So the storyteller God sent me and Wellington to paint Napoleon's coat in another form..."

Maria Anna, who didn't understand at all, stared at old Carl's mouth with wide eyes, presumably wanting to see if there was candy, and it could follow his words.

"...In the eyes of God, we are like in the Chinese story, the maids who hold umbrellas for the emperor, so that the royal council hall does not look like a dry image: an emperor sits alone in the palace, and a courtroom is prostrate... …”

It's so vivid, everyone can imagine this scene in their minds.

"...Our existence makes the Golden Throne Hall have masters and subordinates, so that it forms a normal staircase with the officials below, rather than the palace's high steps and the abrupt feeling of steep cliffs."

The military **** spoke in a eloquent manner, very calm, and he even sat upright to make himself more comfortable.

Old Carl's storytelling ability has become much stronger. Sophie and her husband looked at each other, and the thought came to their minds.

"Uncle Carl, why don't you say that you and the Duke of Wellington are eunuchs. You don't have a beard, and Wellington doesn't have a beard. Isn't it like the **** in Chinese stories?"

Maximilian turned into Tai Ritian, stunned and stunned the old military god. The old military **** usually showed calm squinting eyes, and he was about to open his eyes.

"Presumptuous, Max, how do you talk to your uncle?"

Franz Carr was insensitive, and he was still laughing. Mrs. Sophie scolded the little Max.

"Mrs. Sophie, my uncle tells stories. I interact with my uncle, don't you think so? Uncle and Wellington are more like eunuchs in Chinese stories. The maid is standing, the emperor is sitting, and the maid is holding a cover. Fan, in fact, looks taller than the emperor, and the maid is definitely better than the emperor, the minister leaned over maybe because he didn't want to see the emperor's ugly face..."

Maximilian, who has a clear brain circuit, changed the picture for everyone.

"...And the **** bends over and bows, and is generally a little shorter than the emperor. Napoleon is the best, Uncle Carl and the Duke of Wellington are the next best, isn't it just the emperor and the eunuch's sense of sight? ?"

Maximilian was still unconvinced by the argument, and what he said seemed to make sense.

The books that the second brother read are all comic editions. In fact, most of the Chinese emperors are handsome, except that the first generation may be a little ugly, and the descendants have been optimized by beauty pageants, so there is no possibility of ugliness.

Even if the first emperor was ugly, it was only possible. It seemed that apart from Zhu Yuanzhang, the first emperor was not ugly.

When little Carl heard the second brother's words, he suspected that what he was reading was not a serious history book, but a comic book.

In the history books I read, the emperors of China are all full of heaven and square, and they look like they are rich and noble, and they look like emperors.

Bah, bah, why are you still thinking about this? You have to let the story of Uncle Carl go on.

Second brother, you have affected my basic military education, and it is a scenario version. The case mentioned by the parties is a rare opportunity.

Little Carl had to turn his mind around.

"Max, let me out."

Mrs. Sophie was in a rage. She knew that this second son was not easy to manage, and it was already serious. I didn't expect it. She stood up abruptly and shouted sharply at Maximilian.

"Forget it, Sophie, it's actually good for children to know that they disagree with adults, at least they won't freeze their heads. You two go back, I'll brag with the little guys for a while."

Old Karl is worthy of being a great man. He quickly adapted to the new rhythm and sent Franz Karl and Mrs. Sophie away first.

The two of them are in their thirties, and it is impossible for them to benefit from their "lectures". After all, their heads should be rigid, and they have long since become rigid.

Let's brainwash the little ones.

"Uncle Carl, you are too used to them. Otherwise, take Max into the army.

"I heard that the son of the King of Prussia, Frederick Carr, is also a worry-free guy. He was sent to the Praetorian Guard for training at the age of 10. It seems that he has a lot of peace of mind now."

Mrs. Sophie and Uncle Carl relaxed, then solemnly.

The villain is worthy of being a villain, but he is too smart, otherwise he can't be a big boss.

No, not only sells well, but also sends out the hot potato. In a few years, you will still receive the finished product Maximilian. It kills three birds with one stone, and is better than the professional eagle shooter, Guo Jing, who is slightly better than three or five. raise.

Little Carl admires his cheap old lady more and more. As expected, she is a big boss who can play the people's good princess - Sissi~www.wuxiaspot.com~ in the palm of her hand.

"I won't make trouble anymore. I'll stay here with my brother and brother, and listen to Uncle Carl's story. Mom and Dad, please go to work beforehand."

Maximilian was just a little reckless, but not really stupid.

He watched his mother and uncle chat for a while, and then he could talk about him in the army.

Hurry up and pretend to be a grandson, make a statement, oh, no need to pretend, this is a grandson in the first place.

"Sophie, go back. Regarding Max's entry into the army, we will talk about it later. His temperament needs to be sharpened, but I am also afraid that his creativity will be interrupted."

Karl glanced at Maximilian, paused, and continued:

"Actually, I like Max very much. In the case of passing military literacy, such a person may score a score of 100; of course, if he lacks basic military knowledge and experience, he may lead the army to fight, and the entire army may be wiped out, that is, 0 marks."

Archduke Karl and Sophie whispered.

"In this way, Uncle Carl, take the little guys to play first, and I'll pick you up for dinner later."

Madame Sophie did not expect that Archduke Karl had such an opinion of Maximilian.

"Okay, children, first listen to Uncle Carl's story. Don't be a demon, you know, Max."

Sophie said something to the little guys, and then asked Maximilian, the troublemaker, alone.

"Okay, Mom," everyone responded promptly.

"Okay mom, I won't interrupt, Mrs. Sophie."

Maximi even tucked his tail, but his nature was hard to change, so he made fun of his mother. I don't know if he was used to it, or he didn't know enough about the power of the big boss.

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