"Dear, what are you daydreaming about?" Queen Carlota woke up the contemplative Maximiliano I.
"Oh, it’s nothing, I was just thinking deeply about so issues just now," Maximiliano I said, as if awakening from a dream.
Queen Carlota said with so concern, "You aren’t still pining over xico, are you?" After all, Maximiliano I had just ntioned xico with a look of gritted teeth.
It was Queen Carlota who had initially urged Maximiliano I to go to xico, but the days in xico shattered her queenly dreams.
During those days, she would have nightmares every day, fearing that she and Maximiliano I would be tortured and executed by xican mobsters.
Maximiliano I took Queen Carlota’s hand, comforting her, "Don’t worry, we will never go back to that place xico, I was actually just thinking about so matters regarding the East Africa colony, and was considering proposing so suggestions to Prince Constantine since our daughter will be the lady of East Africa in the future."
...
In the beer hall.
"The person whom His Majesty Maximiliano I is personally receiving must be of so significance. Do you think it could be Prince Constantine or His Highness the Prince arriving in East Africa?" Miller asked Schultz.
"Ah! Who knows, the boss himself just said that the city announced a lockdown today because so big figure is docking in Dar es Salaam, but they didn’t specify who exactly.
However, the only people who could be personally received by His Majesty Maximiliano I would likely be royalty." Schultz responded.
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On the Peace.
"Sir, we can disembark now, the East Africa governnt is ready to receive us." Kino reported to Prince Constantine in the study.
"Oh, got it!"
Prince Constantine put down his book, stretched lazily, and said, "This past month at sea has been torture, finally, we can return to land."
"Sir, that’s not what you and the young master said back then." Kino teased.
"Haha, as people get older, they can’t help but feel defeated. I was just talking back then, my body certainly can’t compare to the young ones," Prince Constantine said, "Alright, have the people pack my things, let’s disembark."
"Yes, sir." Kino replied respectfully.
Prince Constantine walked out of the study, where the head guard Anderson was already waiting outside the door.
"Your Highness!" Anderson saluted.
Prince Constantine instructed, "Let’s go!"
The crew on the ship waved greetings to the staff onshore.
"Orchestra ready!"
A German symphony with exotic attributes began to play, accompanied by the sound of Arabian traditional instrunts and a blend with European instrunts, which sounded quite strange.
The people and officials of East Africa found it sowhat enjoyable, but Prince Constantine, with his certain musical literacy, and the Maximiliano I couple who ca to greet were struggling, thinking, what is this?
Maximiliano I turned to look at the officials of Dar es Salaam beside him, his eyes full of confusion.
Martin, the Mayor of Dar es Salaam, explained, "Your Grand Duke, as you know, the East Africa colony is newly established with no investnt in areas like music which is why we lack professional musicians and musical instrunts, so we borrowed so personnel and instrunts from the Sultanate of Zanzibar to arrange this welco ceremony."
Martin, being Austrian, habitually referred to Maximiliano I as Austria’s Grand Duke Ferdinand.
"But even so, couldn’t they even organize a band? I hear the performance of European instrunts isn’t very professional!" Maximiliano I questioned.
"Your Grand Duke might not know, though East Africa has a large population, the area is vast, and we in Dar es Salaam are rely a temporary stop for immigrants, with the permanent population only in tens of thousands scale.
Moreover, the immigrants are uneducated and have not received musical education either, so claiming East Africa can’t organize a band isn’t accurate, there’s bound to be a few among so many people who have co into contact with instrunts.
But it’s blatantly apparent that Dar es Salaam lacks this capability, we received the news only a few days ago that Prince Constantine was coming, searched all over Dar es Salaam, still couldn’t find a few music-knowing people.
Those performing with German instrunts over there were even drawn from local officers and a few governnt officials.
Only a small number of Heixinggen Military Academy graduates, who once accessed instrunts in Germany or so officials of fallen noble origin.
Heixinggen Military Academy doesn’t have music classes, but so culture teachers are renowned from various regions, knowing a bit of music. This led so Heixinggen students to access music, while a few more encountered it incidentally during corporate internships after graduation.
But such individuals are a rarity even in Heixinggen, increasingly rare when spread across East Africa.
The fallen aristocrats are managent personnel employed by the Heixinggen Syndicate, with East Africa being such a vast area, it takes people with cultural literacy to govern, like handling docunts and statistical data.
Though most of the German region has implented compulsory education, a stint in the Prussian army might bring it back to naught, apart from particular units, mostly, it might just be a little bit of German needed for letter writing, with math barely used.
The noble channels for advancent in Prussia are relatively smooth, considering in recent years (since the 19th century), there have been two major military reforms in Prussia, those capable naturally enter the military, others might start industries based on family foundations.
And yet those who don’t strive or work hard, Ernst himself might not even esteem them, but the fallen aristocrats from neighboring Austria, having no place to serve the country, seem quite decent to Ernst. After all, Prussia has already screened once whereas Austria-Hungary remains as is, and Franz along with the Austrian governnt can only patch and nd the empire wherever possible, significant action would be obstructed by the conservative Hungarian governnt that values noble identity.
Managent personnel within the Heixinggen Syndicate mostly aren’t average people either, to get into the Heixinggen Syndicate, at least a secondary school education is needed, in this age accessing secondary education basically ans they aren’t common people.
This is also why nurous Austrian fallen nobility descents govern regions in East Africa, in essence, East Africa serves as a raw material source for the Heixinggen Syndicate, naturally requiring many personnel to manage it.
It’s not about mistrusting German rcenaries and Heixinggen Military Academy students but clearly, there aren’t enough talents. The rcenary force itself consisted of only over two thousand people; losses incurred during East African expansion were considerable, many were also interspersed in the army, and Heixinggen Military Academy students were not much better, accelerated training requires two to three months at least, and to counterbalance rcenaries’ influence within the military, they’ll also fill the ranks.
Considering all this, talents within East African colonies significantly occupy military roles, the remaining allocated among various administrative functions in East African cities feel like a drop in the ocean as East Africa expanded too fastly, just counting the number of cities has reached a dozen.
"The music at this welco ceremony is atrociously unbearable, whether Prince Constantine is satisfied or not, I am very dissatisfied. I must surely speak to that boy Ernst, cultural education within East Africa cannot be ignored," Maximiliano I stated.
Martin stood aside pretending not to hear, these matters weren’t for him to ddle in. With Maximiliano I’s high status, being the father-in-law to the big boss, he needed to stay careful.
At that mont Constantine really was bewildered, what is this performance? Although not a cultural person himself, his family background imparted him an elentary music appreciation ability, and this music was unbearably difficult to listen to! The rhythm was all wrong.
Fortunately, Maximiliano I ca forward to relieve Prince Constantine’s awkwardness at this point, "Your Highness, you’ve finally arrived in East Africa!"
"Are you Grand Duke Ferdinand?" Constantine asked uncertainly, having t Maximiliano I in person previously when the Austro-Hungarian Empire was still the Austrian Empire, and Maximiliano I was just a youngster.
Later, upon going to discuss marital matters with the Habsburg family, Maximiliano I happened to be in xico, and they didn’t et.
This was now their second eting, yet Maximiliano I had changed greatly, apart from the erosion of ti, his appearance altered largely, temperant too had shifted, missing the earlier flamboyance and confidence, instead exuding a sense of maturity and steadiness.
Constantine didn’t address Maximiliano I by his emperor title but referred to him as Grand Duke Ferdinand, sparing him from reopening old wounds, for xico remains an eternal scar for Maximiliano.
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