Duke Alexander Gorchakov was hesitant and worried about leaks. But he also knew that Li Xiao’s request was reasonable. Some things must be seen with one’s own eyes to understand. Grand Duke Franz Joseph and his mother Princess Sophie
Although he seems to have a good real relationship, what kind of tricks are there in the aristocratic circle?
Everything may be fake, just a forged flower arrangement!
"I can only try my best to arrange it for you, but you know, what can you tell from those salons and dances? Everyone is just acting according to the occasion. It's hard to tell what is true and what is false!"
Li Xiao humbly accepted, and then Duke Alexander Gorchakov continued: "My opinion is that you should try to reduce direct contact with them as much as possible, and don't leave too deep an impression on them, so as not to fall into passivity after returning to the country..."
Li Xiao knew that Duke Alexander Gorchakov was doing this for his own good, so he naturally had no objection, but he still insisted on getting in closer contact. Only when he was close could he see clearly!
As for the identity issue, he will also take precautions, such as putting on makeup, a fake beard, dyeing his hair, etc. Besides, he believes that there are very few people who know him in Austria. As long as he is not so stupid that he talks a lot, basically he will not
Some people would imagine that the Russian Grand Council suddenly arrived in Vienna and disguised itself as a secretary to sneak into balls and salons.
What's more, a small person like him is not worthy of the attention of those big people. Even if you meet him a few times, you will probably forget all about him in a few days.
So Li Xiao dressed up a little, and then made his appearance as Duke Alexander Gorchakov.
If you just look at the outskirts of Vienna, you would never guess that the country is in turmoil. The sound of gunfire in Vienna cannot affect the social life of the nobles in the slightest.
While the revolutionaries in the city were fighting bloody battles for freedom, dances and salons were taking place in the villas in the suburbs. The well-dressed aristocrats, five or six in number, were not only complaining about not being able to go to the city to watch the theater, but also showing off themselves.
love history.
I met a few more aristocratic ladies, hooked up with a few noble ladies, or fell in love with a certain gemstone or necklace.
Occasionally, only a few fresh-faced young men mentioned a word or two about the revolution. To them, the revolution was as old as the glorious victory in 1814, and they didn’t care that Vienna, a few kilometers away, was still shaken by gunfire.
God screams for endless killing.
"The second idiot is probably going to take the throne, do you know?"
After wandering around the ball, Li Xiao was a little disappointed that he didn't win the favor of the ladies or find any interesting targets. According to the tradition of this era, the more high-status people are, the later they will arrive, so whether it is
There was no trace of Princess Sophie or Archduke Franz Joseph. Instead, some gossipy old aunts gathered together in groups and kept gossiping.
"Who doesn't know this?" Another arrogant old aunt with white paint on her face snorted: "My husband serves the regent committee, and the important ministers, including several princes, feel that changing
An emperor is our way out... I would say it should have been changed a long time ago. Letting such an idiot stay on the throne is simply embarrassing to us!"
"Who says it's not the case! Fortunately, Her Highness the Queen's belly is not up to par and she was unable to give birth to a son and a half, otherwise we would have to serve little fools and little fools in the future!"
"Then tell me, who will inherit the throne this time?"
The "gossip aunt" who asked this question was immediately surrounded by a group of white eyes, and her old best friends all said with disdain:
"Don't even think about it, you're not just a fool taking over the throne!"
The despised "aunt" suddenly became unhappy and vomited: "Then what's the point of changing? It's either the big fool or the second fool. The person sitting in that position is not a fool!"
As soon as this statement came out, the old girlfriends shut up one after another, because they thought it was true. Since they are all fools, what difference does it make if they change or not? Of course, there were also those who knew the inside story and immediately gossiped:
"You think the Regent Council doesn't want to change! It's really impossible to change!"
"How do you say it? How do you say it? Why can't it be changed?"
"Does His Majesty not agree to abdicate?"
"That fool doesn't have the brains!"
"Then who has the ability not to let us change to a more normal emperor?"
"Normal? There are a few normal ones in the big fool's family, but the whole family is all stupid..."
"Isn't Archduke Franz Joseph quite normal? Wouldn't it be nice to replace him?"
"Hey, Archduke Franz Joseph is normal, but can you guarantee that he is the biological son of Archduke Franz Karl? Let me tell you, according to my sister who is a female official in the palace, the Grand Duchess is not the same as the French one.
You bastard don’t know for sure, maybe the Grand Duke is the grandson of that dwarf!”
This remark caused a burst of laughter, and it was obvious that the "old aunties" were more interested in this topic. They began to eagerly share Princess Sophie's scandalous anecdotes, which were so vivid that they seemed to have witnessed them with their own eyes.
After a long while, another old aunt who couldn't interrupt brought the topic back: "You haven't said yet who prevented Grand Duke Franz Joseph from succeeding to the throne! Who has such great ability!"
"This is a long story to say... It is said that the Russians seem to have some objections... It seems that the tsar even said something, which made Mr. Schwarzenberg very passive. He can only give in!"
"Why do the French disagree with the news I heard? It seems that the French are eager to mess with us, and those Italians are not honest..."
When Li Xiao heard this, he was ready to leave, because what followed was just meaningless gossip, but at this moment, an old aunt suddenly said something that caught his attention:
"Speaking of which, Archduke Franz Joseph is still suffering, having to deal with such a fool father and an unfaithful mother... The same goes for the Grand Duchess. She knew her husband was a fool but didn't stop her. She was probably greedy.
Queen's throne!"
"Who says it's not the case! Fortunately, she has been telling everyone how good she is to her son before. She is just full of lies..."
The last unpleasant word was not spoken after all. It was not that the old aunt still had basic aristocratic qualities, but that the protagonist she was talking about, Princess Sophie herself, was holding the arm of her son, Archduke Franz Joseph.
Walked in calmly.
The Grand Duchess immediately became the focus of the audience. Everyone looked at her and followed her footsteps, like a magnet that attracted attention.
In a corner where no one was paying attention, Li Xiao was also quietly watching the Grand Duchess and her eldest son, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth...