When Lin Youde began to plan his trip to Vienna, the response to the crisis in Vienna varied from country to country.

The Russians were in a dilemma, supporting Hungary would dismember Austria-Hungary so that it would have fewer opponents in the Balkans, but supporting Hungary would upset Romania. Russia was a protectorate of the Slavs, and the Romanians belonged to the Slavs, so it is impossible to look at it in this way.

In the end, the Russians chose to wait and see, and anyway, Germany already supported Hungary, and it is estimated that Austria-Hungary will definitely lose its "chest" this time. If the Germans can go further and bring about the complete collapse of Austria-Hungary, then at least Croatia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, which are predominantly Slavic, can be properly drawn into the Slavic sphere of power. Although the Croats are Catholic, and the Orthodox Church, which is protected by Russia, is at odds with each other, these things can be negotiated when the time comes.

Like the Russians, the French chose to wait and see, and the eyes of the people of Paris were once again attracted by the scandal of the First Consul Christina. This is a "sequel" to the scandal that preceded her re-election. The protagonist of the last scandal, a government employee named Jean Paulo, stormed the editorial office of Le Figaro one morning in 1933 and demanded that the editor-in-chief of Le Figaro be found.

After meeting the editor-in-chief, the former first ruling scandal **** said that he had a fierce news to explode, but the editor-in-chief politely refused his request.

Mr. Gossip ****, apparently thinking that the editor-in-chief had benefited from the Bonapartes, stood up and roared: "A month ago, you ruined my life for the sake of the sales of your newspaper!" Now I want to get a little compensation from you, but you do this to me! You bastards with pen sticks! ”

As he spoke, he pulled out his pistol and fired six shots into the editor-in-chief's chest. He then stuck the barrel down his throat and pulled the trigger, but he forgot that his revolver only had six rounds.

To make matters worse, he didn't even bring reloading bullets in his hurry.

Finding that he was out of ammunition, the reporters rushed into the house and pinned him to the ground. At this time, someone went to confirm the condition of the editor-in-chief, and then found that the editor-in-chief had died.

The French had always been fond of this kind of thing, and soon the newspapers in the hands of the rivals of the Bonaparte family began to make a big fuss—in fact, the Jean? Mr. Paul's political sense is too acute, and if he had chosen not the "supposedly neutral" but undisciplined Le Figaro, but the newspapers that had backers behind him and thought with his ass, perhaps he would have succeeded in saving his life.

Of course, he can also choose Clemenceau's "Le Liberté", which was originally known for its courage to criticize anything and its extremely hard bones, but now it has gradually degenerated into a "pan-humanist" stronghold in France, and almost every issue of the newspaper can see the interpretation and research articles of Lin Youde's "Manifesto of Humanity".

Clemenceau, the editor-in-chief of Le Liberté, must have been happy to take a little bit of lace news about the current ruling Christina, and spread it vigorously.

It's just that the "Liberté" is now living in exile, the editorial office has been hiding in Tibet, and even Clemenceau himself has barely gained a foothold in Paris by virtue of the achievements and prestige accumulated in the last war. Paul is a pawn, and it is indeed a bit difficult to get in touch with the newspaper Liberal.

Regardless of this Jean? Whether Paul can save his life or not, First Archon Christina really feels that her life is threatened. Let? Before his arrest, Paul let the entire Le Figaro reporters know that he had more scandals about the First Consul, which made everyone now speculate about how many ****s Christina had.

But Christina can't move this Jean? Paul, once he is killed, all kinds of speculation will immediately sit on Christina's head, so the First Consul has to honestly strengthen the protection of this former **** to prevent her opponent from murdering this **** to create an excuse to attack her.

This hot plot of romance directly attracted the attention of all the French, and as for the survival of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, the French did not care. For most Frenchmen, the Austro-Hungarian Empire was nothing more than "a country country beaten by His Majesty Napoleon".

And the United States, far across the ocean, did not care about what happened to Austria-Hungary. After the start of the last war, most Americans only knew what the name of the Austro-Crarian emperor was, and now, most Americans think that the Austro-Hungarian emperor is still the same person - because they are all called Franz, Joseph and Ferdinand, etc., and the Americans are too lazy to figure it out.

In March 1933, Charlotte? Draenau? Roosevelt was officially sworn in as president of the United States, and immediately after taking office, she began economic reform with the support of various conglomerates, and Americans were ecstatic about the jobs that would be provided by cash-for-work.

In this way, of the powers that had the power to influence Central Europe and the Balkans, only Britain focused its attention on the crisis.

The British Empire needed Austria-Hungary to counterbalance Russia, and the British had long seen that the Germans were preparing to take advantage of the opportunity to merge with Austria, and it could not tolerate the emergence of a stronger Germany, and it hoped that Germany and Austria-Hungary would work together to block Russia and act as a barrier for the British Empire on the European continent, rather than reuniting into a Holy Roman Empire with a double-headed eagle. The British don't want to see this kind of thing like building the HRE again.

Therefore, the British also decided to send envoys with higher power than ambassadors to Austria-Hungary. At this time, an interesting thing happened, in order to make their envoy reach Vienna faster, the British decided to borrow the planes and pilots of Lin Youde's Lufthansa team and carry the envoy directly over the Alps.

The British's request for secondment was immediately sent to Lin Youde, leaving Lin Youde with a baffled face.

In the end, Lin Youde still approved to provide services to the UK according to the normal procedure: he is a businessman, and a businessman has to do business if he has a business.

Moreover, Britain came forward to exempt Germany from the war reparations, and it is still necessary to show some kindness to this after all.

Although Lin Youde was not German at all.

At the same time that various preparations were being made, the crisis in Austria was also fermenting, and the uprising spread to Lower Austria.

Many of the Austrian soldiers were natives, and they either chose to join the uprising, with their fathers and fellow villagers, or they hid in the barracks and pretended not to see the heat outside. The rebel masses were also very cooperative, and did not embarrass the army, but only beat up the officials who had come down to collect grain and taxes and hung lampposts.

The Austrian Senji force still had not fully recovered from the attrition of the Balkan War, many of the airframes lacked spare parts, and the well-maintained armor only accounted for about 15 percent of the entire Senji force.

Therefore, these warrior troops can only be stationed in place to protect various key locations.

Soon after, the railway workers went on strike in solidarity with the peasants and small urban producers, and the next day the strike action turned into a general strike across Austria.

Workers took to the streets, holding high red flags with fig leaves, singing "The Internationale" and confronting the military and police.

The weapons were secretly distributed to the most determined workers, and then the Austrians began to form workers' Red Guards, following the example of the Germans. Faced with this situation, the Austrian General Staff had to declare the army in the highest level of readiness, and they began to transfer troops consisting of Slavs from Croatia and Slovenia into Austria.

There are all signs that a large-scale bloody conflict is imminent.

It was in this atmosphere that Lin Youde's trip to Vienna began.

**

The day before leaving for Vienna, Viola and the fox took a bath in the large bathhouse of Sanssouci Palace—Lin Youde, who had been soaking with them, took a quick soak before leaving to continue to deal with the affairs related to tomorrow's trip.

Viola seems to have gotten used to this **** opposite, like a fox, she folded the bath towel and put it on top of her head, leaning against the edge of the bath, with her eyes closed and a comfortable expression on her face.

After soaking for a while, Viola suddenly spoke: "This time he is out of the city, and the safety will be handed over to you." ”

"Yes, Yes, Her Highness." The fox didn't even open his eyes, and replied in a lazy voice.

Viola, as the head of state, is not particularly suitable to go to Austria at this time, and there should theoretically be a goddess in Germany.

Viola continued: "During this visit, I always felt that he was only improvised. ”

"You can see it at a glance." The fox's voice was still lazy, and it was completely a feeling of ignorance.

"Hmm...... Well, it makes me feel complicated. Before, I always thought that all problems would be solved as long as they were handed over to him, and I thought that he was the kind of great sage who had no last resort, but ......"

"Disillusioned?" The fox opened his eyes, looked at Viola, and asked expectantly, "Are you going to give me the number one position?" ”

"No...... It's just that this incident makes me feel that he is just a mortal after all......"

"No mortal is immune to the Divine Queen's damage, little Viola."

"I know, I'm just saying...... Uh......"

Then the fox laughed.

"I see what you mean, I've actually experienced the same feeling, after all, I've lived here with him for so long. But what does it matter, if he is not a great sage, don't you like little Viola? ”

"How is that possible!" Viola hurriedly retorted, pinched her head halfway, and instantly fell into depression, "But, compared to me, I always feel that he likes you more......"

"About that." The fox stood up from the water, and the perfect curve of her body appeared in the sparse splash, and her white skin was extremely smooth because of the water, and she was gilded with a layer of goddess-like brilliance.

Viola looked at such a fox with frustration written on her face, and she subconsciously put her legs together and covered her chest with her hands.

The fox combed her hair, raising her hands to show off her curves.

After showing off his figure almost deliberately, the fox turned and looked at Viola condescendingly.

"Little Viola, I'm a fox, and no one knows anything better than I do between men and women. So I can tell you for sure, that guy now values you the most, in the past year, I have taken advantage of the proximity to the water, but no matter how hard I try, there is no way to take your place, which is one of the reasons why he is still in Germany and has not returned to China. ”

"Huh," Viola blinked, her gaze moving back and forth between the fox's face and chest, and it seemed that she couldn't quite accept the fox's sudden change of attitude - this was the first time Viola had faced a fox with a serious expression, "but...... This ......"

"Don't doubt it, I swear as a vixen that he cares most about you, not me. Of course, if I hang up, he will be super distressed. ”

"However, I have checked the information, and there is no record that the Japanese fox fairies are good at falling in love, and most of the Japanese fox fairies are Inari gods who bless the harvest......"

Faced with Viola's questioning, the fox smiled.

"Little Viola, in the territory of the Ming Empire, in addition to the gods with the physical characteristics of foxes in Japan, there is also a place where the gods will have fox ears and tails."

As she spoke, Matsudaira Chihiro contracted her abdomen violently, and the next moment, something rolled down her esophagus into her mouth, and it was so large that Viola could see it passing through the fox's neck.

Then, the fox opened his mouth and spat out a crystal bead, which landed in his palm—floating a few centimeters in the air from his palm, to be exact.

"The difference between the two kinds of foxes," the fox manipulated the beads to dance up and down in his palm, "is that one of them is born with a bead in his belly that accompanies his whole life, which is the magic guide that our clan is born with. ”

"You ......"

"Yes," the fox swallowed again, "my mother was conceived in Tu Shan. ”