I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 182 The bloodless Mozart

Leave the matter of the tutor to Lawyer Henry to handle. Xia Qingdai made some snacks, and after eating with Owen, they sat in a gorgeous pumpkin carriage and went out to visit Mozart.

This pumpkin carriage is equipped with a two-horse carriage, with a driver sitting in the front and two male servants escorting the driver in the back.

As soon as he got on the road, Andrew, who was quite experienced in driving, was surprised to find that the carriage was not bumpy!
Although the roads in London are wider and flatter than the gravel roads in the countryside, it is still surprising that they can drive so smoothly.

The sense of stability is comparable to that of Lotus Tower!

Andrew screamed excitedly, but when he thought that this carriage was given by the true God, he felt that it was natural.

How can divine objects be compared to mortal chariots and horses?

The golden pumpkin carriage is as luxurious as the royal carriage, and is only slightly less popular than the Lotus Tower in terms of popularity.

"Is this the royal carriage?"

"I don't know, but the king's palace is not in that direction."

"This is the Princess of the East's car! I saw the person in the glass window!"

"Oh! She is indeed a princess!"

Pedestrians on the road whispered and talked about the golden pumpkin carriage.

Although the road conditions throughout London are extremely congested, there are no traffic regulations on the road, and there are cars, horses and donkeys mixed with pedestrians and carts, and there are many traffic jams.

But as soon as Xia Qingdai and Owen's golden carriage arrived, everyone retreated consciously.

Wherever the carriage passed, a path was automatically opened for it to pass.

Just like Bugatti of later generations taking to the streets, who would dare to keep pace with it when it encounters collapse and bankruptcy.

Xia Qingdai looked out the window at the crowded and noisy road, and was glad that she bought this pumpkin carriage.

Even though the Lotus Tower has the effect of making people stay away, it is probably difficult to move around during such a crowded morning rush hour because the car is so big.

As for the off-road vehicle, it would probably be difficult without the two servants at the back to help direct the crowd to avoid it.

"The traffic jam in London is really bad." Xia Qingdai murmured.

Owen was convinced: "There are more and more public carriages, and even the tracks of tramcars are blocked. It is indeed difficult to travel."

Speaking of the tram, Xia Qingdai opened her head and looked at it like a peep show for a while.

This kind of track-paved carriage appeared in the 16th century. In the past, it was mostly used to pull goods in mines. The conditions for laying tracks are not available in the countryside, which is only available in the bustling and crowded city of London, which requires high transport capacity.

After laying the track, whether it is wooden track or railway track, a lot of animal labor can be saved. It is also a two-horse carriage, and the load capacity of the rail carriage is more than three times that of an ordinary carriage.

In China, the history of railcars is even earlier and can be traced back to the Qin Dynasty. The First Emperor, who swept across Liuhe and unified the country, built a "railway" paved with hardwood, which greatly improved the transportation capacity of carriages and horses.

The "road" in Europe, which is high in the middle and low on both sides, taking into account drainage functions, was only invented in recent years. But in China, the First Emperor had already created the "highway" Qinzhidao.

Although the great projects of the First Emperor were quite laborious and costly, they were all meritorious deeds.

Xia Qingdai looked at the tramcars in London for a while, then thought about our Chinese ancestors and the corrupt Qing Dynasty at the same time, and she suddenly felt a little sad.

Britain had already caught a ride on the Industrial Revolution, colonizing the world and contributing to its own country, while the Qing Dynasty was still dreaming of a celestial empire that was closed to the outside world!
Hongli rested on the merits of his father and grandfather, pushing the afterglow of Kangxi to its peak. After regaining the lost territory, he consolidated more than 13 million square kilometers of territory, and began to boast about his prosperous Kangxi and Qianlong eras. If she could go to China, she would rebel! Because after Qianlong, it was really a history of humiliation for China.

There is no need to wait forty years later for Lin Zexu to stop smoking in Humen. She first bankrupted those indifferent capitalists.

I hope her ocean-going fleet can gain some momentum!

Unfortunately, her field map was too narrow, only a hundred meters in radius. If we really want to fight, this shortcoming will definitely be discovered soon.

You still have to cultivate your own power, and using villains to fight villains is the best strategy.

In this way, Xia Qingdai, who was secretly ambitious along the way, unknowingly arrived in front of the villa rented by Count Walstein.

The earl had already received the news and was waiting outside the gate. As soon as Xia Qingdai's carriage arrived, he diligently stepped forward to help her open the carriage door and offered his arm to her in a gentlemanly manner.

Standing next to the count was a strange young man wearing a meticulous wig that was very popular in other countries during this period.

Xia Qingdai only glanced at the young man and then said with emotion: "Are you Mr. Beethoven?"

The young man looked obviously flattered and saluted, "That's right, Ludwig van Beethoven."

Xia Qingdai raised a big smile, saluted him, and introduced herself: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Beethoven! I have long admired your name! My name is Xia Qingdai, you can call me Xia."

"This is my honor, Miss Xia." Bei Duofen picked up Xia Qingdai's ungloved hand and kissed it gently.

Owen stood by the side without saying a word, silently shaking off his gloves twice.

Before meeting Mozart, she met Beethoven first, and Xia Qingdai was also very happy!
Although she was blind to foreigners, she could still distinguish Beethoven, whom she had never met, at a glance among the crowd.

Temperament is a ethereal thing, but it does exist.

After exchanging pleasantries with Beethoven and Count Walstein at the gate, Xia Qingdai led the valet who carried her medicine box to Mozart's room, and Owen and others naturally followed.

For a lady, having a medical certificate is quite humiliating. Because the mainstream ladies of this era don't care about livelihood and only talk about romance, only lower-class women will go out to find jobs to make a living.

However, Xia Qingdai was rumored to be a princess from the East with unimaginable wealth. So whatever she does is right, and no one will comment on it.

Even if there is, it will only be behind the scenes and will not affect Xia Qingdai's popularity at all.

In a capitalist world, capital is king.

Arriving on the second floor, Xia Qingdai put on her mask and as soon as she opened the door to Mozart's room, she smelled a strong smell of blood.

She tilted her head and asked Count Walstein: "Has a doctor come to bleed Mr. Mozart?"

Count Walstein replied: "Yes, Dr. Jan Savada's medical skills are very good."

Xia Qingdai could only say "hehe".

He was sick and weak, but he still bled someone. This is called a brilliant medical skill.

Xia Qingdai walked to the bed and looked at the bloodless and breathless young man lying on the bed with sadness.

This is Mozart, looking quite ill.