Vienna, Lion Pride Hotel.

Unlike the aristocratic Caesars Hotel, the layout of the Lion King's Pride is very simple, giving it a sense of simplicity and lightness, with only a few porcelain accents.

Austrians like to decorate rooms with porcelain to show their wealth and taste.

In the past, the price of porcelain in Europe was very expensive, and it was definitely the best reflection of financial resources and strength.

There are several bands that take turns playing for guests, and the lion statue in front of the door is the signature of the hotel.

In a VIP room, Friedrich Liszt was counting his share. A million florins, although they were still unexchangeable banknotes, still made him ecstatic.

It was the first time he had felt the benefits of power, but the words of Count Korolav kept in his ears and made him sleep.

"Metternich was a high-spirited beast, who enjoyed the benefits of power alone, but always let his secret police investigate the corruption of officials, and when they found out, they did not report it to the emperor, but used it as a threat to knock out the marrow."

Friedrich Liszt had already seen several officials arrested, dragged away like dead dogs by the secret police, and returned in ragged clothes and in a trance.

Now Metternich is not sending someone to watch him, trying to knock a stroke from himself, which makes Friedrich Liszt sleep.

After all, in Friedrich Liszt's eyes, all this money was earned by himself, but he could be knocked out at any time, which made him both frightened and angry.

He thought that he would just do what Count Korolav had said, and bring Metternich down.

That way, they can rest easy.

In another room, the Count of Korolaf was drinking with the Count of Latour.

"Didn't you say that the situation is unclear, don't get caught up in it? Why did you fall into it first, it's not enough to build a railroad for one or two million. Count Latour was the first to speak.

"It's a joke, a gambler for one day, a gambler for life. As a gambler, how can you not gamble when you see this kind of opportunity. Korolav replied with a smile.

"Then it's not good for you to choose, you have to choose this route that no one wants. The Semmerin region is full of mountains, but no one has ever built a railroad in the mountains, let alone a canyon. Count Latour asked.

"I didn't ask you to invest, why do you care?"

"I know Trieste is important, but it's a bit of a rush now."

"How likely do you think I'm going to succeed?" Count Korolav asked rhetorically.

"Twenty percent at most." The Count of Latour replied.

"Twenty percent, that's not bad for a gambler. You must know that there is a commonly used gambling device called dice in the East, and it has six sides, that is, six possibilities. Count Korolav gestured to the shape of the dice.

"But why can't you wait, at least an experienced engineer." Count Tular continued.

"There must always be the first person to eat wolf peaches." Count Korolav replied calmly.

Wolf peach, also known as tomato, was once considered a highly poisonous food.

It was discovered in the sixteenth century, and it was not until the eighteenth century that a painter who was not afraid of death took a bite and found that it was not poisonous as legendary, but had a great appetite.

At this point, the wolf peach was completed, and the transformation from ornamental plants to food was completed.

"But what is it for?" The Count of Latour asked, puzzled.

"I'm a corrupt man, and no one in the entire Austrian Empire is more greedy than I am except that old bastard of Metternich. For the sake of my body, for the sake of my family, I have done it, and now it is time to make a profit for the country. Count Korolav said with a sense of urgency.

"Very well, come, I respect this embezzler." The Count of Latour smiled and raised his glass.

"To the Empire." Count Korolav also raised his glass.

.....

At the other end of Vienna, the Grand Caesar.

"It's just bandits!" Solomon Rothschild, in a state of extreme rage, lifted an expensive piece of porcelain, lifted it high and put it down gently, picked a cheap plate, and slammed it on the ground.

There was a crisp sound, and the porcelain plate was shattered.

Several debris crumbled onto Metternich's leather shoes, and Prince Metternich ignored the debris.

"Solomon, as I said, Your Majesty will not allow anyone to take his basket." Metternich said.

"Damn! Where's my money! Where is he the emperor, he is simply a bandit and a scoundrel. Is my fifteen hundred gold bars just gone? Solomon Rothschild roared.

"Solomon, you should know that he is the emperor."

"What! It's Solomon Rothschild! Solomon roared.

"Solomon, for the sake of our many years of friendship, I remind you once more that this country belongs to Your Majesty, and you and I are his subjects." Metternich's tone was cold.

Like a pour of cold water, Solomon immediately came to his senses.

In a cold sweat, he dominated the financial world of the Austrian Empire for many years, and all the bankers in Austria were only looking at themselves, whether it was the emperor or the minister, or the country had major projects, they could not do without their support.

But ever since the Austrian Empire joined the German Customs Union, North German bankers frantically poured into Austria.

Solomon Rothschild could allow his brother in Frankfurt not to lend money to the Austrian Empire. But it was impossible to stop the mercenary North German financiers.

With the injection of funds from North Germany, Austria's debt problem was greatly alleviated.

Moreover, the mainstream bankers, unanimously optimistic about the future of Austria's accession to the German Customs Union, jumped on the big ship full of holes.

The Austrian Empire had already begun to settle the debt problem, and one of the ways to solve the debt problem was to settle the creditors.

Just like King Philip IV did with the Templars, once and for all.

Moreover, it is rumored that Emperor Franz II used a sword to force Prince Elthacey to submit to the palace before, thus seizing his family property.

To commit such a crazy act that the arrest of a Jewish banker seems like nothing.

As for the charges, there is no need for Prince Elthhazy, let alone a Jew.

At this time, the Jews had a bad reputation, and cases of persecution of Jews were not uncommon in European countries.

Not only in Russia, but also in Austria, there have been many deportations of Jews in its history.

It's just that Franz II was notoriously weak, so people forgot about his existence.

With this in mind, Solomon Rothschild made a gesture that he had never done in his life, bending down and taking out a handkerchief to wipe Prince Metternich's shoes clean.

"Your Excellency, forgive me for my recklessness. His Majesty the Emperor will use the money if he needs it, and he can pay it back at any time, and I will not charge any interest. And for the sake of our many years of friendship—" Solomon said very sincerely.

"I have good news for you, Your Majesty has given you another route from Prague to Bavaria."

Now all the routes that can involve the German Customs Union are good lines, and Solomon naturally knows this. Hurriedly said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, and God bless our Emperor Franz II."

"I've got one more thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty said, settle the final payment."