Lee Hayden felt that he had a strange dream, as long as a century.

In the ancient and luxurious locker room, Lee Haydn saw a young man wearing a strange dress with a slender figure and a little thin. He had a neat dark brown short-parted head, with a pretty face and a slightly pale face. From his appearance, he belonged to the typical Central European with a classical aristocratic temperament.

"Is this who I am now?" Lee Haydn stretched out his right finger and slid across the young man's slightly thin cheek in the mirror. He looked at his clothes and interior decoration again, and couldn't help but sigh softly. He was obviously napping at the computer desk for a while, but when he woke up, he found himself lying in a large room with extremely ancient and luxurious decoration. His mind was in chaos, as if there were more memories of another person in it - the memory of the white young man from Trieste in the mirror named Haydn Frederi Victor.

"Well, it's February 6, 188.9. This is the Hofburg Palace in Vienna. My identity is Frederick, the third son of the eldest son of the elder Franz Joseph's brother, Grand Duke Victor. This time I came to Vienna, and just attended the funeral of his cousin, Grand Duke Rudolph." After washing his face with cold water, Li Haidn finally woke up and returned to the room. He sat on a bench, staring blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling. There were more than a dozen extinguished yellow candles on it that were burning halfway, and he accepted the reality helplessly.

Oh my God, I am actually a direct relative of the Habsburg family, a true European royal family, and the current Austro-Hungarian Emperor Franz Joseph I was his uncle. Of course, after more than twenty years, this oldest dynasty family on the European continent will withdraw from the stage of history with the disintegration of the decaying Austro-Hungarian Empire.

It's so damn, it seems like a ghost weather with lightning and lightning outside.

This damn world! Damn weather! And the damn Habsburg dynasty! Lee Haydn cursed in his heart.

"Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng is confused with butterflies... I am like a butterfly in a dream, flying around randomly. Suddenly, I became another person." Faced with the cruel reality, he could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

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"Hey, Haydn, I heard that the Crown Prince Rudolph did not commit suicide by taking poison, but first killed his little Baron Fitzera with a pistol, and then shot himself." After lunch, in the small living room, the second brother Louis said to Lee Haydn in a mysterious manner, with a look of street aunt gossip.

"What does that matter? Both of them are dead now." Li Haidn held a cup of black tea in his hand and said slowly, "Anyway, at this time, the saddest ones are probably His Majesty and the Queen." After a morning, he had basically adapted to his current identity. Although he was a little confused and fearful about the future, after the initial shock, he had already begun to think about his future future.

The only son of the Austro-Hungarian Emperor Franz Joseph and Queen Mary (the familiar Princess Sissi, who is Li Haydn), and the cousin of Li Haydn. The crown prince Rudolph, the first heir to the throne, quarreled with the emperor on January 30, and shot himself in the residence of Meyetz in the royal manor and hunting grounds outside Vienna.

This was a shocking event, and the entire royal family was shrouded in a sad atmosphere. Lee Haydn didn't feel much. He had only met the somewhat nervous cousin several times, and the two were more than teenagers apart, so there was no closeness.

Don’t think about any chance to stand out. The European royal family’s strict inheritance system has this benefit. There will never be a thrilling bloody palace fighting in the far east for the sake of the throne. The crown prince’s position is vacant. The original second heir of the throne, Maximilian, who was the second uncle of Li Haidn, was deceived by Napoleon III by a blank check and ran to distant Mexico to be the emperor, but ended up losing his life in vain. Currently, the third heir to the throne, Ferdinand, the eldest son of Li Haidn’s third uncle, naturally became the first candidate for the crown prince.

All of this has nothing to do with yourself, so you should think about how to survive in this chaotic era.

These days, it is the king to make a fortune without making a sound, and to be a rich man in your life with peace of mind.

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

Listening to the gossip second brother chatting enthusiastically about the various scandals and anecdotes between the upper nobles in Vienna, Li Haidn looked straight at the white air that emerged from the exquisite teacup, and his mind was building his own blueprint for the Jinyuan Empire for the sake of making money.

I couldn't help but yawn. After thinking for so long, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have nothing to do. Facing such a strange era, he didn't know how to start.

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

Standing up, interrupting the erotic storytelling in my second brother's mouth, a hint of embarrassing smile appeared on his face, and Li Haidon dragged his slightly tired body back to his guest room.

Lying quietly on the bed, Li Haidn was sorting out his own ideas.

My own identity, the Imperial Navy Major? Wait, does the Austro-Hungarian Empire have a navy? Oh, it seems that there are, although it is weak, even worse than the Italians who have just been independent for a few years.

Why did you become a naval officer?

It’s not because I like the navy, but because after Italy’s independence, the Imperial Naval School in Venice moved to Trieste, which is very close to home. During my time at school, I could often come out to pick up girls in the name of going home.

The property in his name: the deposit is less than 30,000 kroner, which was inherited from his grandfather. The former owner of this body was a playboy, and his annual salary and royal allowances were basically no savings. In addition, there was a manor in his name near Istria and Salzburg near the German border, with a total value of about 1.2 million kroner. His officer salary was 1,600 kroner per month, and he could receive about 15,000 kroner of royal allowances from the government every year.

Thinking of this, Li Haidon couldn't help but frown. The money he had in his hands was quite good to fill the aristocratic presence, and it was still far from enough to do something.

This era has gradually opened the curtain of the era of electrical and internal combustion engines. Electric motors have begun to replace steam and enter factories. There have been no less than fifty handicraft workshop-style automobile factories in Europe. What can I do?

This is really a headache.

As he thought about it, Li Haidon fell asleep again unknowingly.
Chapter completed!