Austria 1840

PS: The fourth chapter today, the first chapter was written yesterday, and I didn’t have time to polish it, so it was published in the morning.

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Whenever I write about bad people and bad things, I feel like I can write like a genius; whenever I write about good people and good things, it’s like when I was a child, I couldn’t do my homework and bite my pen.

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Vucic coughed, and everyone continued to buzz like little bees without hanging him.

He picked up a small wooden hammer and knocked on the rostrum a few times, but there was still a commotion under the stage, and no one hung him.

In desperation, Vucic made a color, and his servants, along with Ristic's team, pulled the bolt together.

The congressmen only realized that Vucic had a gun and quietly put away the little bee.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Wu Qiqi cursed in his heart and said to the audience:

"Archduke Mihailo, because of the pressure of work, committed suicide and splattered blood in the House of Representatives. Everyone has seen it, and there is nothing to say."

He paused and asked again:

"Do you have any other views on the death of Grand Duke Mihailo in the line of duty?"

A congressman wanted to speak, but when he saw Ristic's eyes, he seemed to be able to shoot himself into a sieve.

He immediately closed his half-open mouth again.

Forget it, the dead archduke, twisted and perverted, the living guard, fierce and brutal.

It is unwise to speak up for a twisted and perverted guy, confront a ferocious and cruel guy, and bring trouble to himself and his family. I will not do it.

Vucic saw that everyone didn't speak, um, that was no objection. And then on to the next protagonist:

"Prince Alexander, who came to Belgrade to visit an old friend, was attacked and shot three times in a row. His life is in critical condition. We have contacted the hospital in Novi Sad, the Princess Hospital, and arranged for His Royal Highness to go there for medical treatment."

Vucic folded his hands together, his eyes were facing upwards at forty-five degrees, with tears in his eyes, and said reverently:

"I hope His Royal Highness can get through this..."

He paused again, and after everyone prayed for Prince Alexander, he continued:

"... Now it's time to discuss, why was he assassinated, and by whom?"

Everyone felt tired for a while, shouldn't this be an investigation? How could it be discussed, but seeing his servants all holding guns, and another person on the stage, looking fierce and brutal.

Everyone also swallowed the tiredness, showing a sincere expression.

"Lord Count, I have clues to provide."

In the corner of the House of Representatives, a guard said.

The other guards felt a little weird, they didn't seem to know this person, although they were wearing guard clothes, um, they didn't seem to fit well. Is he our colleague, is he a bodyguard?

Today, in this city, there are two big men, one was tragically killed and the other was seriously injured. Everyone was dizzy and dizzy.

"Presumptuous, this is the House of Representatives, the highest authority in the principality, you are a little guard, is this where you speak?"

"I'm rambling, is this guard a guard? Why don't I know him."

The captain of the guards muttered, oh, at this time, he is already the former captain of the guards.

"Head of the Guard, I have evidence. A few days ago, His Royal Highness found me and asked me to give two guns to one person. I just saw the gun that assassinated Prince Alexander, and it was the two guns I gave, one butt. There was a dent, a **** had a burn mark."

This "guard" seems to be relentless and insists to say it, as if he doesn't give face to the new chief guard at all.

"Presumptuous, is this what you can say? Go back today, go to the punishment room, and do ten sets of push-ups, each set of 50."

After Ristic scolded the "guard", he turned to Vucic, bent slightly, and said solemnly:

"Lord Count, the little guard, his words are not to be believed. Please forgive my subordinates, who are from the countryside and don't understand the rules. But he is also patriotic, so it is a good intention to do something wrong."

After speaking, Ristic also bowed 90 degrees to the congressmen in the audience and held it for half a minute.

"Captain Ristitch, please don't worry, since your subordinates dare to tell the truth, don't be afraid, we will accept it."

I'm sloppy, this is where, if you say that he dares to tell the "truth", he will "accept the letter".

This double-reed performance was completely unrehearsed, and it was just to fool the audience.

Anyway, respect your patron, your audience.

Oh, no money, no wonder, they don't respect us.

The congressmen below murmured for a while, but looked at the two groups of guards, with their spears in their arms, thinking about the cannons outside, reloading the ammunition, and the two broken corners of the House of Representatives.

Everyone held the slander in their belly again, preventing it from slandering, preventing it from flying out.

"However, it was fired by three guns. With such a dense three-shot, it is impossible to reload the bullet after one gun is fired, nor can it be two guns. It may be one person, or it may be two or three. Personally, stabbed His Royal Highness with three guns."

A congressman, who was probably newly elected, couldn't hold back his sense of justice, so he jumped out and said in his stomach:

"If I were the murderer, I might have arranged for only one person. After all, people talk a lot and cause trouble. So I speculate that this is one person with three guns, and he ran away with one gun after killing the Grand Duke."

After the congressman finished speaking, he felt refreshed, like drinking Sprite in the summer.

"Dear Member, my Grand Duke asked me to give me two guns. If there is one more, it may be from you. So, may I ask, what are the characteristics of the gun you gave?"

"What characteristics, aren't all guns the same? What characteristics can they have?"

After the congressman finished speaking, he suddenly felt that there was a problem, so he hurriedly rounded up the words and said:

"What gun did I give him, what did I give him? When did I give him a gun?"

"What kind of gun did you give him, don't you know? When did you give him the gun, do you want to ask me? Your Excellency, I gave him the gun at that time, and it was requested by Grand Duke Mihailo. I am the bodyguard. , follow the leadership arrangements, there is no problem."

The "guard" paused for a while, then pressed forward and asked:

"And you, Your Excellency, what do you mean by giving him a gun? Are you going to hurt His Royal Highness Prince Alexander? As bodyguards, we don't interfere with the political opinions of the above. For what purpose?"

"I didn't give him a gun?"

"You didn't give him a gun. Where did those three guns come from? Who else gave him a gun besides you?"

"How do I know who gave him the gun? Besides, whoever robbed him, he won't tell me?"

"To be honest, Mr. Senator, I have already forgotten about that person, but His Royal Highness asked me to take two guns and send them to the guard's wing to hand them over to him. And you, even if you know him, then pull him out and ask if he is not. Is it alright?"

"What do I know about him, how do I know him?"

"Your Excellency, don't quibble. You just said it, and he won't tell you who gave him the gun. Explain, he has told you about other things, which can prove that you are more familiar with it."

The guard came to the Senator, stared at him, and asked again:

"Mr. Senator, you just said that you will not arrange three people, you will only arrange one person to assassinate Prince Alexander. You think that people are too talkative and easy to cause trouble, and you think it is more appropriate to arrange one person. Then you arranged What about that person?"

"Whoever I arranged, that's just a metaphor. Don't spit your blood."

The blue veins appeared on this councilor's forehead. He was already a little scared, and regretted his "cool" behavior.

"Your Excellency, I thought you were just a metaphor at first. You see, I didn't question you, but you arranged for a person, you sent a gun, and then denied it, you said he wouldn't tell you who it was. The gun you gave me."

The "Guardian" turned to the rostrum at this time:

"So much agreement is not a metaphor, Lord Count, my captain of the bodyguard, is it a coincidence? This coincidence is too powerful. The coincidence seems real."

"You, you spit out blood! You deserve to die for your sins!"

"Your Excellency Councilor, it's not you who has the final say, it's not me who has the final say, it's the earl who leads the councillors to have the final say."

Everyone in the audience thought: Shouldn't it be evidence and logic that have the final say? How is it that the earl and the congressman have the final say?

Besides, why is it the earl who leads the members? The earl is also a member of parliament. Well, oh, a member with a gun, a gun is a leader, and he can become the chairman of the parliament.

Here, the guard stepped forward abruptly, stared into the eyes of the congressman and said:

"As for the fact that you said I deserved death for my sins, I want to send back the original words. You conspired to assassinate the pillars of the country, our esteemed Prince Alexander, I think you are the real sins and deserved death. You are the sinner of the nation and the nation. sinner!"

"The sinner of the nation, the sinner of the country!"

There was a sound of copying under the stage. There are guards of Ristic, there are servants of Vucic, and there are also members of parliament.

The congressman was so frightened that he fainted.

The "Guard" turned to the podium and reported to the two leaders:

"Lord Count, Lord Guard, this Senator, I don't know his name, but I know from the communication just now that Prince Alexander's assassination, even if he is not the main envoy, is a key participant."

The "guard" glanced at the councilor in this hall and said slowly:

"I implore the two adults to issue an order to search the house of the congressman."

Ah...ah!

Numerous members of the assembly clapped, and then stopped abruptly, covering their mouths with their hands.

Ah...ah!

The congressman just woke up, and when he heard "chasing the house and asking for a question", he let out a long cry, frightened to death, this time he didn't faint.

This parliamentary conclusion:

Grand Duke Mihailo, committed suicide; Prince Alexander, stabbed and seriously injured~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Horizontal criticism: Provisional government established.

The chief minister of the provisional government is Count Vucic.

The Minister of Internal Affairs of the Provisional Government is Garasanin.

The police minister of the interim government is Ristic

The Minister of Foreign Affairs of the interim government is Congressman Zajic. This guy is recuperating in Novi Sad, and he can just chat with the Austrian authorities in Novi Sad. This is a matter of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

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The first decree of the provisional government is to search a certain member of parliament. It is said that he is suspected of being, um, it is too light to say that, it is almost a stone hammer. He is the principal who assassinated Prince Alexander.

They don't have any grudges, why?

Gossip, gossip, can't be taken seriously. It is said that his wife is the lover of Grand Duke Mihailo, and through his wife, he has courted Grand Duke Mihailo.

And everyone knows the conflict between Mihailo and Alexander.

You do not know?

Then you are definitely illiterate, and the people around you are also illiterate.

First, on the morning of September 12, every courtyard in the city received a pamphlet, telling the dirty story of the Obrenovich family, saying that the first and the third worked together to kill the second;

Then, on the morning of September 13, another booklet flew to these courtyards, mainly about the scandal of the Karadjojevic family, saying that Prince Alexander's father, Black George, pushed his father down in order to compete for a big ox in the family. drowned in the Danube.

Although Prince Alexander's injury was still serious, it had already improved at that time. After seeing this booklet, he vomited blood and died.

Now, the provisional government is operating as usual, while waiting for the people from the two families to come.

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