Austria 1840

Since he is the mainstay of the family, he recognizes himself and becomes a more mature self, so he needs to be low-key and meaningful.

In early spring in Austria, the climate is not too cold, and even the banks of the Danube are already embellished with greenery.

Seeing Maria Anna cheering and cheering, old Carl felt in a trance that this silly niece who was a baby 30 years ago has become a baby again, and he feels like time has stopped.

The niece is still like a five- or six-year-old girl, unrestrained, carefree, laughing and laughing.

The old military **** looked at little Carl again, this six- or seven-year-old grandnephew, in another kind of trance.

Can understand very professional content, comparable to teenage children, such as the prospective crown prince Franz Joseph.

He can talk about difficult topics, and communicate like he is in his twenties, and he is not far behind his eldest son, Albrecht, whom he values ​​most.

He can even talk about heavy topics, like a person in his thirties or forties, marriage, family, children and even religion, he can say a few words.

All of this is right in front of me. I can see it clearly and clearly, but I don't seem to understand it at all.

Why is a 30-year-old niece always small; a six- or seven-year-old grandnephew seems to be ready to play a new role at any time, from childhood to middle age.

Suddenly, old Carl thought of finding a husband for his niece Maria. He seemed to have a good general in his hands, stationed in Pressburg, right in front.

Pressburg, later the capital of Slovakia, Bratislava, Slovakia, the top five in Europe after World War II, Czechoslovakia.

"Tell them to stop at Pressburg, go ashore, and let's all go together, not just to buy food."

He greeted the guards.

Old Carl is a soldier, he has no life assistants or servants. Whether it is life or work, he always finds guards.

Having said that, as far as old Karl's mentality is concerned with the army, he doesn't have much of a life unrelated to the army, and it's justified to use only the guards.

Looking at this silly niece, immersed in her childhood 30 years ago and unable to extricate herself, old Carl was speechless for a while, beckoned to call her over, and muttered a few words,

Little Carl found that this shameless aunt was even blushing, and pinched the corner of her clothes to feel coy.

Soon, they landed on the shore, divided into two groups, bought daily necessities all the way, and went straight to the camp.

Little Carl grabbed Aunt Maria and asked softly, "Aunt, did my uncle introduce you to someone?"

"No way, don't talk nonsense."

"Aunt Maria, don't admit it, I just saw you blushing like a monkey's butt. Could it be that you introduced a partner to Aunt Elizabeth and asked you to help Palm Eye?"

Carl deliberately teased her, and after a pause, he said:

"It doesn't make sense for others to look at you with a red face. The world has changed, and the rules of social interaction are completely different?"

"Okay, don't talk louder. Uncle Carl gave me a brief introduction to him. He came from an ordinary family. Because of his bravery in battle and his quick mind, he was promoted to lieutenant colonel."

"What about the rest, what about marital and family status?"

"I was married, but my wife passed away, and I have two children. The older one is similar to you, and the younger one is similar to your little Maria."

"Auntie, what does it mean to be from an ordinary family? Is it a local nobility, or is it a farmer and a miner? I guess he's not a factory owner. Most factory owners don't like being a soldier."

"Schmidt was born as a farmer. He is the eldest of the family and has several younger sisters. They have tens of thousands of acres of mountains in their hometown, but they are not easy to cultivate, and most of them are deserted. The gentle part of the hillside.

"Although Schmidt is a Serb, he is especially German, self-control, hardworking, and motivated. He also has several thousand acres of land in Moravia, which is a reward for accumulating military exploits after several suppression of rebellions. Now he has a title, It is the lowest baron, by the way, this title is the title of the Kingdom of Hungary."

The old war **** didn't plan to hide it from little Carl, but Maria was shy and told him not to. Now that he sees his aunt and nephew chatting openly, he also discloses the information by the way.

"Although Schmidt is a Serb, he speaks fluent Austrian and has no problem communicating in Austrian.

"We'll meet together in a while, and you don't need to arrange for a private chat. Just have a meal, and then ask Schmidt to tell us about the troops he led and the places he's defending."

After a while, he arrived at the place, because the guards came to inform in advance, so Schmidt came along with the leader to meet the old chief.

"Colonel Miller, this is my niece, Archduchess Maria Anna; this is my grandnephew, Archduke Karl Ludwig.

"You don't need to salute. They are going back to my hometown in Budapest with me. I went ashore. I was afraid that they would not be safe, so I brought them here together. We mainly focus on military affairs.

"You ask someone to arrange a place for them, safety first, the place should be a little more spacious, I guess I will stay here for two days. My guards will also follow a few.

"Maria, Carl, these are the chief guards of Pressburg, Colonel Miller, Lieutenant Colonel Schmidt, Lieutenant Colonel Fisher, and Lieutenant Colonel Webb. You don't have to salute. , see you at dinner tonight."

Once again, the troops were divided into two groups. Old Carl led the team to check the effect of the military reform in the implementation process. Maria Anna and Carl came to the north of the barracks to serve the reception area for exchanges and visits.

After sending the others away, little Carl strolled to Maria's house and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, auntie."

"What's the matter, little Carl?"

"Auntie, let's go out for a little walk, don't talk on the way."

Little Carl exhorted.

When I came to a platform, there was a ravine in front, and a small road pushed by the army behind it. It wasn't too wide. It was possible for a dozen or so people to walk in parallel, and five or six skirmishers could run in parallel.

Several guards were arranged by Maria Anna to be a little further away, who could see their people, but could not hear them.

"Auntie, along the way, you looked like you were just released from prison. You were jumping and jumping around everywhere. When you see the man this time, you should be steady and don't miss the good Ruyi Langjun. ."

Little Carl first worried about this aunt, his Chinese core, who had an unmarried sister in her 30s. It was actually very common at that time. He was not too worried. When he saw this aunt, he thought of his own sister, plus The pressure of this era, so, can not help but worry.

Without waiting for Maria to refute, he asked again, "Which languages ​​can you speak?"

Maria grumbled a few words. In addition to his native Austrian language, Karl also heard English. The other sounds are Russian, if not at least Slavic, then French, and other languages ​​that I don't understand.

I wipe, at this time, is everyone a language genius?

His predecessor was considered an elite of the era, proficient in two foreign languages, English and German, then Japanese and French.

Whether it is Mercedes-Benz, Siemens, or ABB, there are many Japanese companies competing on the same stage, and there are also Japanese companies in the supply chain, so he has learned a little Japanese, which is about the level of passing CET-4.

In addition, when I was studying and working in Zurich, I learned a little French by the way, and my level is not as good as Japanese, but basic communication is OK. "

I read the introduction earlier that Emperor Franz Joseph, who was mediocre in intelligence, could speak eight languages ​​and communicate with any subject in the subject's native language.

Does this also mean that the emperor's intelligence is mediocre? At that time, I was the only one who tried to get me to find someone with mediocre intelligence. Let him learn 8 languages ​​and use them proficiently. How many of the 100 people can master 8 languages?

Listening to this Aunt Maria grunting there, five or six languages ​​can't escape.

"Okay, Aunt Maria, don't show off. I understand Austrian, English, French, and I guess I can guess Russian. Tell me seriously in Austrian how many languages ​​you know."

"Austrian, English, French, Russian, Italian, Hungarian, there is no problem in daily communication." I rely on, isn't this the TOEFL IELTS score, the embassy and consulate staff will give the level of stamping at a glance? Bullshit, really bullshit.

"Then what about the eldest aunt, the eldest aunt who married Napoleon? Uncle Huang, Aunt Huang, where are my father and my mother?"

Little Carl suddenly became overwhelmed with gossip. He wants to know what the language level of these people is?

"My eldest sister is similar to me, except for my mother tongue, I can speak five or six foreign languages.

"Your aunt's mother tongue is Italian, but Austrian is also a mother tongue. Others can also speak English, French and Russian. The basic level of communication is that in terms of language, this Queen Maria Anna is better than me, Maria. ·Princess Anna, she is still three to five, and she is not better than me in other aspects.

"Brother Huang and Brother Franz are slightly worse, except for Austrian, Russian, English and French are all simple communication skills.

"As for Mrs. Sophie, her language ability is similar to mine, but she is a smart person, not only in language, but the entire Royal Palace, Schönbrunn Palace, Belvedere Palace, and Hoffmann Palace are all organized by her in good order. You can say, your old lady. , Madame Sophie, is the first person in the house of our Habsburg royal family..."

No wonder, no wonder, when I fooled Uncle Carl, he didn't show the surprise that I thought he should have.

At that time, he said that he was frightened by the remarks of the two archbishops' "Austrian pills", and then he accidentally learned the speed, learning 100 words to 100, and 200 to 200.

One or two hundred words a day, in the Habsburg family, as long as they are not mentally retarded, it is normal.

In the eyes of the old uncle, he could only learn ten or eight words a day before, which was mental retardation, similar to his two eldest nephews.

One or two hundred relaxations every day is not some kind of **** enlightenment, or some miracle, it is just a return to the normal level of the Habsburg family.

Little Carl sighed in his heart, perhaps in the opinion of Uncle Carl, I am strong in the ability to frame and frame, to smear and spread rumors, to sow discord, and to run the train. One or two hundred words a day, UU reading www.uukanshu.com farts are not.

No wonder the Habsburg family uses their lower body to rule the country, they have this talent.

Is there a more acceptable way to communicate with you than in your native language? If there is, it is to communicate with you in the dialect of your native language.

While thinking about it, little Carl almost laughed.

"... It is precisely because of this that the royal brother and sister-in-law and brother Franz also respect Mrs. Sophie, other elders, aunts and sisters who married out, and even their spouses. Respect Mrs Sophie."

"Okay, auntie, I get it, I'm a big Habsburg. What? My old lady, that Mrs. Sophie who looks like a big villain every day, is so good?"

This one is still thinking about covering up and packaging all day long. In fact, there is no need for farts. There are many smart people in the family, and there are more smart people in the family. My level, in their opinion, may be a little bit out of the ordinary, not even a good color, it is not worth tying it to slice research. .

Little Carl wanted to understand, but the sense of loss was like jumping into the mud pit with Wang Jinxi, entangled in the mud of crude oil and not letting go.

"I only intend to get along with you as an ordinary person, but I didn't expect that in exchange for ignorance, I simply had a showdown. I'm a super smart little dragon, don't pretend..."

"Who is ignoring you, little Carl, the elders of the family, the military god, and Uncle Carl, all appreciate you; the family's schoolmasters, the representative of smart people, and your beautiful aunt Maria, also feel that You are very good. I never dared to ignore you, I was frightened by your cleverness, and I just wanted to hide from you and hide from you."

Aunt Maria is very talented, so she ended the conversation directly with the best way to cheer up.

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