Chapter 682 Penalty
Vienna, Schönbrunn Palace.
"Is it really necessary?" Adjani couldn't help frowning.
"It is necessary." Franz said with certainty.
Although there were no signs of cholera in Vienna at this time, this did not mean that it would not occur in the future.
After all, smuggling between the German region and Britain and France had never been cut off, and Russia, where the cholera epidemic was the worst, had close trade relations with the Austrian Empire.
In particular, the Russian-Austrian border that originally belonged to Poland is simply in name only. Although the border is in name only, residents of the two places almost never cross it.
As for the reason, both parties feel that they are living a good life. You must know that in the propaganda of the Anglo-Saxons, Austria and Russia have always served as the lower limit of the human political system.
However, in a sense, this can also reflect the life of the lower class people in Poland in the past.
However, what is surprising is that the Polish restorers are still full of vitality after experiencing a series of tragic blows, and even plan to use the opportunity of natural disasters to revive Poland again.
Back to business.
"But wasn't it just repaired a few years ago?"
Adjani still didn't understand Franz's approach. The former felt that with such a large sum of money, whether it was used to repair the railway or do anything else, he could make a very large profit.
However, the establishment of an urban sewage management system will not only not receive financial support, but the nobles and the public may not support it either, because this will not only increase the cost of sewage discharge, but also make "simple" things "complicated".
"It was indeed repaired once, and a lot of money was spent at that time. But now you have seen the speed of development of the Austrian Empire. As the capital, Vienna can only be faster.
There used to be less than 400,000 people in Vienna, but now it's almost one million. That’s what you’re talking about happening in a few years, and Vienna’s population and city size will continue to expand for the foreseeable future.”
What Franz said was an inevitable result. As long as the Austrian Empire did not collapse, it was already certain that Vienna would become a super city in the future.
Historically, before the disintegration of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, Vienna's population had exceeded 2 million at its peak. Franz did not feel that he would do worse than the original owner.
What Franz thought was common sense seemed incredible to Adjani.
"Do you want Vienna to be bigger than Paris?"
Adjani has been to Paris. Although she doesn't think Paris is as good as Vienna now, a special complex she has developed since she was a child makes her feel that Vienna is not as good as Paris.
This is the benefit of cultural export. It can subtly influence the judgment and choices of many people, and even allow people to defend you for free.
Franz seemed unconcerned with Adjani's question and directly answered in the affirmative.
"I think two to three would be a more conservative estimate."
"Oh my God! Did I hear you right?"
"No."
"Okay, Archduke Franz. Your plan will be astronomical."
"I know, so let's renovate the old city first. For example, those old city walls, although they are of great commemorative value, should be let go into the old pile.
Just leave one or two paragraphs as a souvenir, but since you want to commemorate, you need to make it more formal. You can build a memorial hall. "
Franz had enough money, but he didn't want to waste it all on this at this moment.
"Well, a museum."
"It's a big museum. After all, this period of history is still very glorious."
"Are you referring to Leopold I who fled in a panic? Or Count Stallenberg who fought alone? Or the Polish Commonwealth, which saved Europe but was annexed?"
Franz could only roll his eyes at Adjani calmly, and then pulled the latter into his arms without warning.
Regarding Franz's sudden attack, Adjani did not appear panicked, but generously chose a more comfortable position to sit down.
"Mrs. Sophie is looking for a Countess of Hygiene for me. Are you interested?"
Adjani tilted her head, raised Franz's chin with her fingers, and lightly opened her red lips.
"Don't you know that the Countess of Hygiene remains a virgin?"
Then he threw the documents he had just drawn up into Franz's arms and walked away.
When he went out, he was bumped by Colonel Bordeaux, and then he stamped hard on his feet with the heel of his shoe.
"Oh my God, this damn crazy woman didn't mean anything to you, did she?"
After Adjani left, Colonel Bordeaux limped in.
"No, what's the matter? Mr. Bordeaux."
"It's nothing too important, it's just that"
"Just what?"
"It's just that I found that there were a few fewer guns issued to the Guards."
"How many are missing?!" This immediately touched Franz's sensitive nerves, and he had an ominous premonition.
"No, it's just that a few new lever-action rifles were replaced by muzzle-loading guns. They thought I wouldn't notice, but as soon as they trained, they showed their flaws. Several people were muzzle-loading."
"What did you say!" Franz roared angrily, directly and rudely interrupting Colonel Bordeaux's narrative.
"A few lever-action rifles were replaced with muzzleloaders..."
"Damn! Arrest him now! No matter what method you use, you must recover my gun!" Franz roared.
"Yes!" Colonel Bordeaux saluted, then immediately turned around and ran out in a panic.
Franz punched the table hard. Although he knew when he incorporated the lever-action rifle into the army, he knew that this secret would definitely not be kept. Even if he did not install it into the army, some countries could get the development of the new rifle. news.
But what Franz never expected was that the royal guard, which he thought was the most strictly managed, would be the first to have problems.
Fortunately, it was just a false alarm. The two royal guards just mortgaged their guns to the casino and did not quietly sell them to spies or arms dealers in other countries.
When the two of them arrived in front of Franz, they had been slapped into pig heads by Bordeaux, who was the only one who was angrier than Franz.
This was not because he was scolded by Franz, but because in Colonel Bordeaux's mind, being a royal guard was a very honorable thing.
The two guards not only violated the discipline of the royal guard and the orders of Archduke Franz, but also mortgaged their weapons to the casino.
To Colonel Bordeaux, all this was like a knight selling his sword, and as the leader of these people, he really felt humiliated.
From the perspective of an old nobleman like Bordeaux, these two people were simply unpardonable. They not only ruined themselves, but also brought shame to their family and the entire royal guard. It was a great shame and humiliation.
However, Grand Duke Louis (the nominal supreme commander of the royal guard, but in fact the guard is divided into many factions) who came after hearing the news made a shocking judgment:
"Since the gun has been recovered and the two children know that they were wrong, let's punish them not to use this new gun in the future."