Chapter 72: Poland’s Unique Free System

Schönbrunn Palace, Franz's room.

"I want to give you a surprise." Talia said.

"Well, why are you dressed like this?" Franz asked.

Talia frowned.

"Do you think I can climb up if I'm wearing a formal dress?"

"Won't you go through the door?"

"Then it's not a surprise."

"Aren't you tired of carrying such a big bag of money?"

Talia looked at Franz with sharp eyes.

"It's you! You insisted on changing it to expected notes, 7 million, a full ten kilograms! It's exhausting."

Franz bought the railway at the bottom, and there was still some money left. Baron Brook once proposed to manage it for Archduke Franz Karl, but Franz refused.

It's not that Franz didn't believe Baron Brook, but Franz had other plans, and money was not enough.

Expected notes are a kind of currency developed by Austria, similar to bonds. The largest denomination is 1,000 florins, which is what Talia has in her bag.

Franz walked behind Talia and rubbed her back.

"How is that going?"

"Oh, it's almost done."

"Really? Has the yield of those wheats increased?" Franz asked excitedly.

"No, they all died." Talia replied calmly.

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"Maybe they can't bear the humiliation. This is the first time I've heard that wheat can be hybridized. Professors of the University of Vienna, according to your method, put paper bags on the ears of wheat with male flowers removed, and the wheat died a few months later. Now there are 160 seeds left. Do you want to continue?"

In fact, this method was also seen by Franz from a time travel book, but this technology seems to be immature and the success rate is a bit low.

"Leave 20 seeds for seeds, and continue with the rest." Anyway, Franz has plenty of time, if it doesn't work in one year, then two years will do.

Once hybrid wheat is completed, it will be a huge improvement for Austria, no, for the agriculture of the whole world.

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The Polish nationalism free system is the most appropriate way to describe extreme democracy.

If anything goes to extremes, the consequences that follow are difficult to control.

For example, Poland's king selection system ruined the entire Polish Kingdom.

And now Poland's extreme military democracy will ruin their elite team.

Ajani is opposed to the decision of the Polish Restoration Army to establish a branch in Vienna.

Because she really can't think of why they chose Vienna, the enemy's base camp, to establish a branch of the Restoration Army.

Is it because they are afraid of not dying fast enough, or afraid that the enemy will not find it?

In fact, the last assassination in Frankfurt was very successful, but afterwards, the top leaders of the Polish Restoration Army took the initiative to admit the incident in order to increase their influence, causing Ajani and her sisters to flee in embarrassment.

But due to absolute democracy, she had to obey the orders of the Polish Restoration Committee.

Ajani could only sneak into Vienna with her sisters and prepare to infiltrate the interior.

However, to her surprise, their infiltration was so smooth that she felt it was a trap.

In fact, Vienna is almost an undefended city. No one cares about your race and nationality, and no one cares about your beliefs.

Adjani even saw a Protestant church opposite the Catholic church, and there was a Jewish church in an inconspicuous corner next door.

Caroline only spent 1,000 florins to get intelligence about the Austrian Empire from a person who claimed to be the head of the Austrian secret police.

However, for safety reasons, Adjani asked Caroline to use a vase to get rid of the secret police head.

But soon, Adjani found that her approach was unnecessary.

Because in Vienna, as long as you are willing to pay, these secret police can help you find out any information you want, and even help you arrange a "chance encounter" with some senior officials.

At a banquet, Adjani "chanced" with Prince Metternich, one of the core powers of the Austrian Empire.

Adjani was born in an aristocratic family, with an elegant temperament, good upbringing, and a beauty. She soon convinced the European prime minister.

But Adjani had not thought of how to ask him for a piece of absolutely safe territory.

Just when Adjani racked her brains and could not think of a solution, another powerful figure in Austria, Count Korolaf, found her and said that he could help her get an absolutely safe base, on the condition that she would be her dance partner at the ball at Prince Metternich's house.

Adjani did not know the other party's true intentions, nor did she know whether the other party's words were true or false, but she had participated in this dangerous game countless times and was fascinated by it.

With the increase in the number of contacts with Prince Metternich and Count Korolaf, Adjani frequently appeared in the upper-class social circles of Vienna.

Soon Adjani became a hot new star in the upper class with her extraordinary talent and beautiful appearance.

Adjani's identity as a French exiled aristocrat added a mysterious color to her.

The story of a daughter of a fallen noble, who was forced to become a dancer to make a living, and eventually fought back and returned to the upper class, is truly a topic worthy of attention.

These legendary stories of Adjani also made Talia become her little fan. At Talia's insistence, Franz met this legendary beauty for the first time.

Adjani is very recognizable, with long light golden hair, delicate facial features, and shiny white skin. The whole person is as conspicuous as standing under the spotlight.

Adjani's facial features are already extremely beautiful, but her eyes light up the whole facial features. Franz has never seen more beautiful eyes. The glimmer dotted on her deep blue eyes is like stars and the sea.

A black long dress can be dignified, charming, and seductive, just like a beauty walking out of an oil painting.

Talia and Franz's mother, Madame Sophie, are both beauties of this era.

Talia stared at Adjani for a long time and felt a little embarrassed. She wanted to pull Franz to sit next to her, but found that Franz was staring at her blankly, so she complained to Madame Sophie.

"Madame Sophie, Archduke Franz can't walk anymore."

Madame Sophie came over and knocked Franz on the head with a fan.

"You've been like this since you were a child. You can't walk when you see someone with long hair."

Franz always felt that the other party was looking at him, and he was a little absent-minded for a moment.

Franz was hit, and he covered his head and looked at Madame Sophie with some grievance.

Madame Sophie opened the folding fan with a swish, covering half of her face and whispered.

"Franz, if you want to chat up a strange lady, you need a little courage."

Then she pushed Franz from behind, but Franz refused to move. Although Franz's body was a child, his soul was not. He tried desperately to avoid embarrassment.

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