Chapter 1252 The trajectory of history
Carl von Fiquelmont was one of the few officials who did not threaten the Austrian imperial government with resignation, and Franz still wanted to give him some dignity.
But some people just don't know how to cherish it. Duke Fiquelmont was in shock, and there was even a stern look in his eyes.
"If you have memory problems, you can apply for retirement and I will let you live the rest of your life in peace."
This time Franz spoke very seriously, and the officials present were all worried about Duke Fiquelmont. After all, the emperor at this time was not the "good guy" Ferdinand I, but Franz, who ascended the throne in blood and fire.
Duke Fiquelmont was even sweating coldly at this time. The reason why he hated Franz so much was because in 1848, many of his relatives and friends lost their official positions, family fortunes, and lives because of "little things."
The Duke of Fiquelmont was not a brave man, otherwise he would have been one of the people who threatened the royal family with resignation.
An originally gloomy little character sat in a position he shouldn't have by chance. A sense of inferiority prompted him to do something to prove himself.
Prince Schwarzenberg came over and patted Duke Fiquelmont on the shoulder.
"You should resign. Now is the world of young people."
"I will submit my resignation tomorrow."
Franz nodded and acquiesced to the matter.
Duke Fiquelmont lowered his head. He was very unwilling, but he knew that this was the best choice at this time. As an emperor who was annoyed by an incompetent official, any longer greed for power would only bring disaster.
"Withdraw the ambassador to Spain and stop cooperation with Spain. We must avoid being involved in the Spanish civil war.
Unless the other party pays first or is willing to mortgage."
In fact, Austria's senior officials don't quite understand the need to cut off from Spain so completely? Isn’t it good to make war fortune?
Franz also wanted to ask, is it really that easy to make money from war?
High returns often come with high risks, but Franz would not bet all his bets on a group of scoundrels like in the movie.
In Franz's original plan, the Austrian Empire should fully develop and accumulate strength at this time to cope with future challenges.
The British want world hegemony, the French want to break free from the shackles of the Vienna System (New Vienna System), the Russians want to have their own maritime dreams, the Prussians will also jump out to compete for the leadership of Germany, the Ottomans and the Egyptians are the two fish on the chopping board. Nor will I be willing to be killed
But the trajectory of history has long since changed, and perhaps Franz's intervention has already destined today's results.
Vienna, Schönbrunn Palace.
The sun was shining and the spring breeze was warm. Franz was lying on the grass enjoying a rare holiday like he had done when he was a child.
He can no longer remember how many days he has worked continuously, countless government affairs, countless intrigues and plots, day after day.
"Franz! I am no worse than anyone else! I also want to join the navy! I can also become a great naval commander like Uncle Friedrich!"
Maximilian shouted, and Franz rubbed his ears.
"Can we not talk about this today?"
"You are just jealous of my talent! You are afraid that I will surpass you!"
"Let's be more mature, okay?"
Franz was a little helpless. His younger brother had regarded him as a competitor since he was a child. Having ambition is a good thing, but some things cannot be smoothed out through hard work.
"How immature am I? You are only one year older than me! What are you pretending to do!"
"childish."
Franz grabbed a pillow and put it over his ears.
The furious Maximilian stepped forward and kicked Franz who was lying on the ground. Although he kicked Franz in the butt, he also realized that he had gone too far.
Just as Maximilian was about to escape, he was pushed down by Franz who stood up. The height difference between the two was more than 20 centimeters, so it looked like Franz was bullying someone.
It's just that the emperor and his brother were fighting, and the nearby palace people hid. After all, if there was any royal scandal, they might not be able to eat it if they accidentally saw it.
“Impulsive, irritable, weak, and doing things without considering the consequences are all your shortcomings.
This does not prevent your mother from loving you. Although you don't like to be around her, she doesn't want you to leave this home. Because then she can't continue to protect you.
The outside world is cruel. You are too proud and your ears are soft. Your mother is afraid that the bad people outside will eat you.
Do you understand? "
Franz's words made Maximilian's face turn blue and red.
"You mean you're protecting me?"
"No, it's mother who doesn't want you to go out and get into trouble. What do you think Uncle Friedrich was doing when he was your age?
He was drawing up a blueprint for the future of the Austrian Imperial Navy, and he was planning with me how to defeat the British.
And you? Still daydreaming here! "
Maximilian stood up angrily and tried to grab Franz's collar. However, as soon as he stood up, he felt that his feet were empty and he lost his center of gravity and fell onto the lawn again.
"you!."
Still doing the same thing just now, Maximilian fell to the lawn again.
"That's all you have. What else can you do besides getting into trouble and being cheated? Don't think I don't know that you also took the civil service examination.
There are five subjects in total, each subject is worth 100 points, and you haven’t even reached 60 points in total. If you are not my brother, why do you ask for an official position? "
"There's something wrong with your question!"
"Then you still solve the problem according to the idea in the question?"
Maximilian was really speechless.
"Don't be too depressed. Mother has been busy looking for a crown for you."
"Really?"
Maximilian immediately became excited. In his eyes, Mrs. Sophie was still very powerful, at least more reliable than the big brother in front of him.
"Really. Don't worry. In a few years, find an opportunity. I will let you be the vice king of Tyrol or Venice first.
After all, you will be bullied if you have no experience."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
Franz said impatiently.
"It's a deal!"
"Of course."
Maximilian went happily. Whether it was Venice or Tyrol, being a vice king was a very high honor, and it also had very great power.
At this time, Venice and Tyrol were much more important and prosperous than in history. Venice was the largest port city and the largest maritime trade window of the Austrian Empire.
Tyrol is the back garden of the Habsburg family. Franz has invested a lot in it, which is at least much better than the mountain valley in history.
After sending Maximilian away, Franz can finally rest for a while.
However, the lawn rustled again, and the girl sat slowly on the lawn with her own woven straw hat.
Her pure skin faintly revealed a holy light, her soft hair casually scattered on her shoulders, and a pair of innocent big eyes stared at Franz curiously.
"Anna, what are you going to do again? Let your brother rest for a while, okay?"
"Well, I'm going to marry in Spain."