War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

"25 to 10, how is this possible!"

Set the time back a quarter of an hour.

Gorgeous dancer Adjani wore a red and white strapless dance dress and held the ballot box on her chest.

The ups and downs made the representatives who were preparing to vote feel emotional, and they didn't know where to put their votes.

Adjani's steps were really swaying, and the representatives of Bavaria said that this woman could not be allowed to enter Bavaria, otherwise their king would cause a new scandal.

What they didn't know was that the French beauty in front of them was actually the current leader of the Polish Restoration Army. She is the wife of former Polish Free Army Commander Bolkinje Agata and the mother of a four-year-old girl.

The Polish uprising failed in 1830, and a large number of Polish soldiers were massacred and exiled. This also included Mrs. Agata's husband. After her husband left, she decided to continue her husband's career and became the leader of the Polish Restoration Army.

However, under Russia's bloody suppression, the soldiers of the Polish Restoration Army were slaughtered and all the industry was lost.

In order to feed thousands of members of the Polish Zionist Army scattered across Europe and to continue the cause of the Polish Zionist Army, Mrs. Agata organized a large number of widows of the Polish Zionist Army to go abroad to earn extra money and solicit sponsorship.

Adjani was just one of her pseudonyms, but she quickly received extra attention due to her outstanding talent. Invitations flew in like flakes, but most of them just wanted to spend the night with her.

Adjani hates these men very much, but has to walk among them.

Today she was invited by the local archbishop, and the dignified bishop actually asked her to perform a sideshow in the evening.

However, Adjani decisively refused, because today someone actually gave her 2,000 florins to stop performing, and then gave her 1,000 florins to collect votes.

It's so easy to make money this way, why waste yourself? She couldn't understand those sisters who sold their bodies. After all, Adjani could make money in one day that those poor women couldn't make in a year.

Another purpose of her coming to Frankfurt today is to seek allies to support their cause. After all, the Polish Federation is no longer here, and restoration requires more than just money.

But when she heard that some representatives said that Poles were dirty, she felt angry and aggrieved.

She thought of her husband, her daughter who was fostered with friends, and her friends who had been massacred by the Russians.

Adjani's tears welled up in her eyes, but they aroused the man's protective desire even more.

Soon all thirty-five representatives voted, and the Baden representative was taken to the hospital and deemed to have abstained.

This is also Frederick Ansilon's arrangement. Although according to his estimation, Prussia will have at least 20 votes, there is nothing wrong with killing an opponent who does not support him.

The ballot box was opened in public and the Archbishop of Frankfurt unfolded the first ballot.

"be opposed to!"

Adjani smiled, took the ballot, raised her hands above her head, and repeated with a smile.

"One vote against."

"Three votes against."

Three pictures in a row were all from Prussia, which made Frederick Ansilon curl up with a sneer on his lips. He looked at Anckert, who was drinking alone, maliciously and thought to himself.

"After expelling the Austrians, I will deal with you Saxony next. I want you to pay back tenfold for today's humiliation."

Anckert felt the gaze of Frederick Ansilon, looked at each other, and then responded with a smile.

"Austria."

"One vote for Austria, three votes against."

Frederick Ansillon didn't take it seriously and asked the waiter for a glass of wine.

"Austria."

"Austria."

"be opposed to."

"Three votes were cast in favor of Austria joining the German Zollverein and four votes were cast against it."

After that, the votes of both parties increased alternately, which made Frederick Ansilon a little irritated. At this time, he thought of Anckert's smile again, and that guy seemed to want to say something.

"Austria."

"Austria."

"Austria."

Fifteen votes were cast in favor of Austria joining the German Zollverein, while only seven were opposed. This made Frederick Ansilon feel his throat was a little dry, so he drank the entire contents of the cup in one gulp.

"Austria."

This was the sixteenth vote, and Frederick Ansilon was choked. The Brunswick representative vomited red wine all over his body. Just as the man was about to stand up to protest, he saw that it was Frederick Ansillon and sat down again, so he had to take out his handkerchief and wipe the wine stains.

"Damn it, someone betrayed us." Frederick Ansilon cursed in his heart, glad that he had just excluded a representative who supported the Austrians.

"Austria!"

"Seventeen votes in Austria, seven against."

With just one more vote, Austria would be allowed to join the German Zollverein, and Friedrich Ansilon's errand would be ruined. His palms were all sweaty.

The Bishop of Frankfurt picked up a ballot, slowly unfolded it, then hesitated for a while, and announced loudly.

"Austria!"

"Eighteen votes in Austria, seven against."

Friedrich Ansilon stared angrily at the Archbishop of Frankfurt, seeking answers from him.

But the Archbishop of Frankfurt just shrugged. He did support the Prussian side and voted against it. He didn't know why the situation was like this.

But he knew that the Prussians were no longer the only one, and now that the Austrians were coming, he had to think about the future, so he had to act happy.

"Austria!"

The counting of votes continued, but Frederick Ansilon had collapsed on his chair.

Anckert turned to Frederick Ansilon again and spoke word by word.

"Congratulations, you have your right hand."

Then he raised his glass, signaled to Frederick Ansilon, and drank it in one gulp.

At this time, the Archbishop of Frankfurt also officially announced.

"The German Customs Union, with 25 votes in favor, 10 votes against, and 1 abstention, approved Austria's application to join the German Customs Union. We will welcome the 37th member of the German Customs Union! Germany will usher in a better future !”

Faced with the results before him, Frederick Ansillon knew that his political career was over.

Frederick Ansilon knew that the Austrians must have bribed Prussia's allies, but this time a secret ballot was used and he had no idea who betrayed Prussia.

He still has 47,000 thalers left unspent. If he returns to Berlin like this, then William III and Finance Minister Mertz will definitely not let him go.

Ever since, he came up with a way.

Friedrich Ansilon asked Adjani to wait for him in his room, for which he spent 5,000 talers, but he no longer cared, and now he just wanted to spend all the money.

In addition to the 8,000 thalers he had already spent, he exchanged the remaining 42,000 thalers for jewelry and the land deeds in a suitcase.

Frederick Ansilon's throat felt very tight on the way, and he impatiently took off his belt as soon as he entered the door.

But a dagger passed in front of him and was pressed against his neck.

"Put your pants on, where did you put your money?"

Frederick Ansilon quickly put on his belt and said.

"Thief woman, I am the envoy of Prussia, you dare to rob me?"

Frederick Ansillon said while looking for opportunities.

But what made him despair was that another woman walked out of the room with a pistol on her waist.

Adjani walked towards Frederick Ansilon with elegant steps, which made Frederick Ansillon a little at a loss.

At this moment, Adjani snatched the suitcase from Frederick Ansillon, opened it with a dagger, and saw the shining jewelry inside.

"This is the property of the King of Prussia," threatened Frederick Ansillon.

Adjani tied one of the gemstone necklaces around her neck and said with a smile.

"Not anymore."

"Who are you?"

"Polish Nationalist Army." Adjani replied, and then nodded to the woman behind Friedrich Ansillon.

Before Frederick Ansillon could continue to speak, the woman picked up a vase and hit him on the back of the head.

Looking at Frederick Ansilon who fell on the ground and the vase that was broken to the ground, Adjani felt helpless.

"Caroline, I told you not to use the vase several times. It will be difficult to clean up."

"Then what should I do? I'll smash it anyway."

"Carry him inside and make it look like he's hanging. I'll leave tonight. You go tell the other sisters to leave quickly." After saying that, Adjani threw a ring inlaid with gems to Caroline. .

"Vienna News" The Prussian ambassador committed suicide in the hotel out of fear of guilt.

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