War Palace and Knee Pillow, Austria’s Destiny

Vienna, Türnstrasse.

This is the border area of ​​Vienna, with a bustling town on one side and a slum on the other.

This is also the place where opium and wine are most rampant, because people here have no hope, but they need entertainment. They cannot afford to go to high-end places such as pubs, cafes, and brothels, but they can buy a glass of low-quality opium wine for only 5 pfennigs. They can afford it.

Unlike the lucrative Eastern opium trade, the opium trade strategy on the European continent at this time was to make small profits but quick turnover.

Opium wine was packaged as a British product. Because of the power of Britain, Europeans in this era always looked down upon British products.

As a result, this cheap and fashionable way of leisure quickly spread in the slums. The streets were full of drunkards who had hallucinations due to drinking opium wine. Some people also suffered from lifelong disabilities and mental illness due to excessive consumption of opium wine. A disordered monster.

The anger in Archbishop Rauscher's chest was ignited,

However, just opposite this hellish scene was a row of luxury carriages.

The upper class people in the car were invited by Archbishop Rauscher to see Hell on Earth.

However, here, they seemed to have really seen hell. After witnessing everything in front of them, they all believed that hell was real.

Especially those noble ladies and rich ladies who grew up in boudoir, they almost fainted from fright.

There were even a few strong-blooded gentlemen who, after learning that all this was thanks to the Jewish opium wine, ignited the anger in their hearts and wanted to kill those damn poisonous wine dealers immediately.

Of course, there were a few who were blind and tried to make fun of the poor, but without exception, they were severely reprimanded. The only reason to blame is that their sense of humor came from the wrong place.

In fact, the most angry person was Archbishop Rauscher himself. As the organizer of this event, as an archbishop, he really could not imagine that such a hell on earth existed in his own diocese.

Just now he had cursed the wine dealers who sold opium wine, but he was still angry, so he had to vent his anger on the nobles who did not take the opportunity to make fun of them.

Archbishop Rauscher did not expect that opium wine was so harmful and spread so widely. Just before, he thought that Archduke Franz was alarmist. Now he believes that this kind of thing is definitely the enemy of God and must be eliminated. .

In fact, the victims these upper-class people saw were actually a group of actors pretending to be victims.

They were found by Adjani. These gypsies who have been wandering around Europe all year round are a group of natural actors.

Due to European stereotypes, as long as a little makeup is used, it can be fake and real.

Franz is not a person who likes to lie, but popularizing science takes too long, and it is far from the impact of seeing it with his own eyes.

Franz did not leave this matter to Thalia. Although she was smart, she was not careful enough.

And she really followed her ideas and hired a group of real actors.

Then it is very possible to directly join the gang. After all, no one can guarantee that there will be no groupies in the upper class.

It is more appropriate to leave this kind of matter to Adjani, although she always feels that she is an agent or a spy.

But in Franz's eyes, she was a liar.

Let a liar plan a scam, and it will naturally be a professional counterpart and seamless.

And Adjani had just become Franz's attendant and she also wanted to express herself.

Another good thing about using gypsies is that no one will believe them. Even if someone later discovers that this is a scam, these gypsies are willing to be witnesses, and no one will believe them.

After this party, many upper-class people became anti-drug fighters, especially when these fighters combined opium wine and Jews, their combat effectiveness immediately doubled.

However, Vienna's drug traffickers were not without any resistance.

On the same day he watched the drawing of hell, Solomon Rothschild got the news that the church was going to unite the upper class to take action against their opium industry.

"Damn! Greedy pigs! Why can they sell holy water and indulgences? This is naked jealousy!"

Solomon Rothschild didn't know anything about opium. He only knew about his family's partners in the East, who used it to obtain violence, so he wanted to try it.

Solomon was not afraid of the church's actions. He only thought it was a small setback and a small trick in the long-term war between the church and the Jews.

But Solomon Rothschild was a cautious man. He believed that a lion can fight a rabbit with all his strength, so he immediately used his power within the palace, hoping to create a double insurance to prevent opium and wine from being banned. Taste.

Vienna, Hall of Mirrors.

"My stupid brother, isn't this wine to your liking?"

"My poor brother, if it is medicine disguised as wine, will you drink it?"

"My stupid brother, don't you know about medicinal wine?"

"My poor brother, the candy is filled with shit, will you eat it?" Archduke Franz Karl looked very angry.

In fact, when Franz was explaining it to his father, Archduke Franz Karl expressed great indignation at the practice of disguising medicine as wine. This was of course because Archduke Franz Karl liked it too much, and Don't like medicine.

Archduke Franz Karl felt that disguising medicine as wine would be an insult to wine, so he readily agreed to Franz's request.

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At this time, Archbishop Rauscher on the side quickly came out to smooth things over.

"Your Majesty, according to our church's research, this drug has strong hallucinogenic and addictive properties. Some people are addicted to the pleasure brought by the drug, which is the greatest blasphemy against God."

Ferdinand I nodded. In fact, he didn't care about opium, but he really couldn't agree with his stupid brother's sugar-coated shit theory.

"Your Excellency, how harmful is this drug?" In fact, Ferdinand I also knew something about opium. This was what Ferdinand I's chief advisor told him. Of course, Carl von Sluth Only the benefits of opium were mentioned, but not a word was mentioned about its harm.

Carl von Sloot received a bribe just a few days ago. This was the first bribe he had received since taking office. He decided to build a good reputation and win repeat customers.

So he spent the night educating Queen Anna of Ferdinand I about the benefits of opium, such as relieving pain, reducing fever, treating dysentery, etc. In order to let Queen Anna better experience this "good", he and Queen Anna also drank some opium liquor.

Archbishop Rauscher was well prepared for what Ferdinand I said.

"Your Majesty, do you remember Captain Charmany?"

Ferdinand I immediately remembered the giant bear-like figure. He was once a member of the Imperial Guard, but was expelled from the Imperial Guard by Ferdinand I because of his affair with Queen Anna.

"Remember, why did you mention that scumbag?"

Archbishop Rauscher answered fearfully, and then had a shriveled old man brought in. His huge frame was covered with a thin layer of flesh. His eyes were looking at the dome blankly, and his body exuded an unpleasant odor. .

"Your Majesty, he has suffered the punishment he deserves. After Captain Charmany was expelled from the palace, the huge contrast in his life made him addicted to the short-term pleasure brought by opium wine. For this reason, he sold his ancestral property, He gave up his dignity and now he has become a zombie."

Ferdinand I tried to sit up as straight as he could. He wanted to see if it was Captain Charmany.

Ferdinand I saw clearly that it was Captain Charmany, but Captain Charmany's eyes had lost focus, as if he were a real walking corpse.

Ferdinand I sighed.

"It's a terrible poison. Just do as you say. Any sale and promotion of opium food is illegal. This is my royal decree, Ferdinand I."

Carl von Slote also knew Captain Charmany. Seeing his current appearance, Slote was frightened and could not help but curse those Jewish profiteers from the bottom of his heart.

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