Lehydon felt that he had had a strange dream, as if it had been a century.

In the old and luxurious dressing room, Lechelton saw a young man in a strange dress, slender and only slightly thin. With a neat dark brown short split head, a delicate face and a slightly pale face, judging from the appearance, this belongs to the typical Central Europeans with a classical aristocratic temperament.

"This is who I am now?!" Lehairdon stretched out his right finger and slid it over the slightly emaciated cheek of the young man in the mirror, and looked at his clothes and the furnishings and decorations of the room again, and sighed softly. I had been napping at my computer desk for a while, but when I woke up, I found myself in a large room decorated with extremely old and luxurious decorations, and my mind was in a mess, as if there were more memories that belonged to another person—the memories of this white young man named Haydn A Friedrich A Victor from the castle of Trieste in the mirror.

"Well, it's February 6, 188A9, and I'm Friedrich, the third son of Archduke Victor, brother of Emperor Franz A. Joseph, in Vienna. This time I came to Vienna, and I had just attended the funeral of my cousin, Archduke Rudolf. After washing his face with cold water a few times, Lechelton finally came to his senses, returned to his room, sat down on a bench, stared blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling, and there were still a dozen yellow candles that had been extinguished and half burned, and reluctantly accepted the reality.

Oh my God, I turned out to be a direct member of the Habsburgs, a true European royal family, and the current Austro-Hungarian Emperor Franz A. Joseph I is his own uncle. Of course, after more than two decades, the oldest dynastic family on the European continent will retire from the stage of history with the collapse of the decaying and declining Austro-Hungarian Empire.

Damn it, it still looks like it's a hell of thunder and lightning outside.

This damn world! Damn the weather! And the damned Habsburgs! Lechelton cursed inwardly.

"Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies...... I was like a butterfly in a dream, flying around, and all of a sudden, I was a different person. Faced with the cruel reality, he could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

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"Hey, Haydn, I heard that Crown Prince Rudolph did not commit suicide by poisoning, but first killed his little ** Baroness Fitzella with a pistol, and then shot himself." After lunch, in the small living room, the second brother Louis whispered to Li Haiton with a mysterious face, with a face of street aunt gossip.

"So what's the matter, now both of them are dead." Li Haidun held a cup of black tea in his hand and said unhurriedly, "Anyway, at this time, the saddest ones are probably His Majesty and the Queen." After a morning, he had basically adapted to his current status, and although he was a little dazed and scared about the future, after the initial shock, he had already begun to think about his future way out.

The only son of the Austro-Hungarian Emperor Franz A. Joseph and Empress Mary (also known to the Chinese as Princess Sisi), and also a cousin of Lee Haydon, Crown Prince Rudolf, the first heir to the throne, shot himself in the Mayetz residence on the royal estate and hunting grounds outside Vienna after a quarrel with the emperor on January 30.

It was a shocking event, and the entire royal family was enveloped in an atmosphere of sadness. Lechelton didn't feel much, he had only met the somewhat neurotic cousin a few times in total, and the two were more than ten years apart, so they couldn't say that they were not close.

Don't think about any chance of getting ahead, the strict succession system of European royalty has the advantage of this, and there will never be a thrilling and bloody palace infighting in the far East for the sake of the throne dispute. The crown prince vacant, and the original second heir to the throne, Archduke Maximilian, that is, Hirdon's second uncle, was deceived by Napoleon III with a blank check and ran to distant Mexico to become emperor, and lost his life in vain. The heir to the throne, the eldest son of Uncle Hirton Richton, is naturally the first choice for the prince.

None of this has anything to do with you, so let's think about how we can survive in this chaotic era.

In these years, making a lot of money without making a sound, and being a rich man for the rest of your life is the king.

What the? Habsburg? The life and death of this decaying and declining dynasty has a bullshit relationship with me?!

Listening to the gossip second brother chatting with great interest about all kinds of scandals and anecdotes among the upper nobles in Vienna, Li Haiton looked at the curling white gas coming out of the delicate teacup with his eyes, and his mind has been building his own blueprint for the Jinyuan Empire in order to make a fortune.

couldn't help but yawn, and after thinking about it for so long, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be good at nothing, and he didn't know how to start in the face of such a strange era.

Alas, I don't want to, go back and take a nap first.

Standing up, interrupting the second brother's mouthful of fragrant stories, with a embarrassed smile on his face, Li Haiton dragged his slightly tired body back to his guest room.

Lying quietly on the bed, Lehatten was sorting out his thoughts.

His own identity, Lieutenant Commander of the Imperial Navy? Wait, did Austria-Hungary have a navy? Oh, it seems that there is, though weak, even worse than the Italians, who have only been independent for a long time.

Why did you become a naval officer yourself?

It's not because I like the navy, but because since the independence of Italy, the Imperial Naval School in Venice has moved to Trieste, which is very close to home, and you can often run out to pick up girls in the name of going home during school.

Property in his own name: less than 30,000 crowns, inherited from his maternal grandfather, the former owner of this body was a playboy, and there was basically no savings in annual salaries and royal allowances. In addition, he had estates in Istria and near Salzburg, near the German border, with a total value of about 1.2 million crowns. His officer's salary was 1,600 crowns per month, and he received about 15,000 crowns a year from the government.

Thinking of this, Li Haidun couldn't help frowning, the little money in his hand was quite a good match for the façade of the aristocracy, and if he wanted to do something, it was still far from enough.

In this era, the curtain has gradually opened on the era of electric and internal combustion engines, electric motors have begun to replace steam to enter the factory, and no less than 50 handicraft workshop-style automobile factories have been established throughout Europe, what can I do?

It's a real headache.

Thinking about it, Leadon unconsciously fell asleep again.

Wine, women and songs, what familiar music, it seems that little Strauss's waltz echoes softly in my ears.