Chapter 1260 The rations have arrived

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In Menshikov's house, they continued to have fun, singing and dancing.

At this moment, Qian's father and son became the most noble people in this mansion.

Menshikov is already fantasizing about his future. Once this order is completed, he will truly be the richest man in Europe. Will he leave Tsarist Russia? No, he doesn't think so. Only if he stays in Tsarist Russia, he will be the most powerful person! Yes, he not only wants money, he also wants power!

Peter the Great was his brother.

The daughter-in-law of Peter the Great is his lover!

He felt that he was already the most powerful person in the world.

"Hahahaha, come on, dance!"

"Let's play!"

Menshikov was already drunk.

Qian and his son looked at each other calmly.

The next day.

parliament.

First agenda.

It was Osilev again who came out to impeach Menshikov.

Menshikov, who was drunk yesterday, had a look of contempt on his face and even let out a long burp of wine as if no one was watching.

He has even become accustomed to the impeachment of Osilev's group.

Peter the Great continued to frown.

Ekaterina is still trying to protect herself.

Menshikov sneered, this seemed to have become the norm.

"I'm very sorry, Your Majesty. Mr. Osilev was drunk yesterday and really can't hold it anymore. You stay here first and slowly impeach me. I'll go back and catch up on my sleep!"

As he listened, Menshikov lost patience.

Isn’t there something new?

He stood up, left a few words, and left in a swaggering manner.

"you……"

"presumptuous!"

"Your Majesty, look at him, look at him..."

The entire parliament became furious.

Osilev was even more heartbroken.

Peter the Great rubbed his temples with a headache, and said calmly: "The frontline is in short supply of food and supplies again. Menshikov is naturally indispensable for all kinds of entertainment for Tsarist Russia. In this state, it is good to go back and take a rest."

Maintenance again!

Osilev cried out sadly in his heart.

But he felt that things were always coming to an edge.

forage……

This time the purchase of grain and grass is a major event for Tsarist Russia. The lengthy and unending war almost plunged the entire Tsarist Russia into the abyss. Naturally, there is not enough food and grass, but Peter's character will definitely not end the war at this time. Dignity, face, what he wants, he hasn't gotten yet.

Therefore, we will devote all our efforts to continue this glorious battle!

The purchase of two million stones of grain was a huge order even for a country the size of Tsarist Russia.

Others really can't accomplish this.

Why?

Because in recent years, Tsarist Russia's reputation has been so bad that it has almost no alliances and no countries with good relations. One is because in the eyes of Europeans, Slavs like Tsarist Russia are standard barbarians. How could Europeans, who pride themselves on being highly civilized, hang out with such evil people? What's more, Tsarist Russia has been expanding in recent years... This also means that there is too much hatred between the family and the country. For example, the Ottomans have a lot of food now, but no matter how much money you pay, I won't sell it. Here you go, what can you do?

Therefore, food is still the biggest problem for Tsarist Russia.

Others, of course, have no solution.

But Menshikov, who is graceful and good at dancing, is different.

He always found a way to meet Peter's needs.

This is the greatest value of his existence.

"yes!"

"Your Majesty is right..."

The congressmen also agreed one by one.

Osilev's face turned pale again.



"Are you sure that Tsarist Russia can't detect this poison?"

Liangzhou.

Zheng Yueru arranged this matter personally.

In the scientific research room of Silver Beach City, Zheng Yueru, who had matured a lot, was holding the potion in her hand with a curious look on her face.

"Master shopkeeper, you can rest assured that as long as the grains and grass are soaked in this potion for a while, it will definitely have a fatal effect! Moreover, this potion is colorless and odorless, and conventional poison testing methods cannot detect it at all!" The researchers said Said the side.

Zheng Yueru nodded with satisfaction and asked with a smile: "Has it been put into mass production?"

"no problem!"

"Okay! This matter must be kept secret!"

Zheng Yueru took a deep breath.

From the direction of Liangzhou, you can directly feel the anxiety of this war.

In the northwest battle, Zou Sheng, a rising star, challenged Rumyantsev, a veteran who had long been famous. The two sides went back and forth and fought countless battles.

Anxious.

Tragic.

The war has been going on for almost a year.

Both sides have invested too much in the war. Tsarist Russia has lost nearly 80,000 troops. And Long Yan also lost a hundred thousand...

It can be seen that Tsarist Russia is slightly taking the initiative.

This is the power of a famous general. War is a matter that pays great attention to details. The adjustments of some details by famous generals in war can directly affect the life and death of tens of thousands of people.

but.

Although Long Yan seems to be passive for the time being. But this is because Long Yan has always been on the defensive. During this war, Zou Sheng's growth was obvious. Even though each of the hundreds of thousands of troops in the northwest battle had his own master, under the command of Zou Sheng, the true strength of Long Yan's army was still brought into play.

However, this war should eventually end.

Once these poisonous military rations successfully enter the Tsarist Russian army.

So……

The balance of victory began to tilt.

Zheng Yueru also started to look forward to it.



The Qian family and his son were already well-known businessmen in China. Therefore, they are still familiar with the "smuggling" transportation route. A large amount of food and grass began to gather, and then dispersed. Naturally, people cannot notice it. If they can overlook the entire Longyan at this time, people will find that the route of the freight train has begun to change the entire process of Longyan. This process, of course, refers to more than just transportation. It's the entire Long Yan's life rhythm, study rhythm, work rhythm, and even the accelerated rhythm of civilization.

Therefore, although Long Yan is still in the war, the domestic situation is actually still very good.

Let’s not talk about these for now.

Let's talk about the food and grass of Qian and his son. After many times of gathering, dispersing, gathering, and dispersing, no matter how strong the intelligence system is, it has been difficult to capture their trajectory.

at last.

The food still arrived at Loulan, the largest logistics transfer center in Asia at this time.

Then, pass Loulan and go north.

It lasted more than two months.

These two million stones of grain and grass finally arrived at the border of Tsarist Russia.

Menshikov came to greet him in person today. This cost him a lot of wealth. But as soon as he changes hands and sells it to the army, he will really make a fortune, and he will be able to achieve real financial freedom in an instant!

Looking at the vast grain transport team, Menshikov began to look forward to the future.

He will be the most powerful and wealthy person in the entire Tsarist Russia!

The team was very long, all of them were carriages transporting grain, and it stretched for more than ten miles.

Qian and his son were also there, and at this time, they couldn't help but look at each other.

The most stressful time has come!

The large team transporting grain finally came slowly over. In an icy and snowy environment, a group of people wearing large cotton-padded coats were led by a Khan from the Western Regions who looked quite distinctive.

Menshikov glanced at Qian Yonggui.

Qian Yonggui stepped forward to negotiate and said with a laugh: "Your Excellency should be Brother Abreu, right?"

Abreu nodded, first babbled in a Western language that people couldn't understand, and then said in blunt Longyan dialect: "Are you the shopkeeper Qian?"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Abreu glanced at Menshikov warily and said coldly: "Who is this?"

Menshikov was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. But he was not angry because of Abreu's impoliteness. On the contrary, he was very happy.

Because at first glance, this person is not a Longyan person, but one of those barbarians from the Western Regions who survive by licking blood from the edge of a knife.

Moreover, his vigilance is natural.

If he expresses too much enthusiasm for himself, he will doubt this person's identity.

Qian Yonggui's expression changed drastically: "Presumptuous, this is..."

Menshikov sighed, waved his hands, and said with a smile: "There is no need to scare our guests! My name is Menshikov, and I am here to meet you this time!"

Abreu nodded, but his tone was still stiff: "We are only responsible for transporting food to your Tsarist Russia. We can't control other places!"

"good!"

Menshikov didn't care about this. As long as he entered Tsarist Russia, the food would be his! In Tsarist Russia, he walked sideways.

"Master Menshikov, let's check it out!"

Qian Yonggui suggested.

But Menshikov burst out laughing: "What are you checking for? I still can't trust you! Let's go home and entertain our distinguished guests!"

Qian Yonggui smiled faintly.

Don't check? He didn't believe it.

as expected.

On the way back, Menshikov's men were already testing the batch of military rations.

At this stage, Qian and his son, sitting in Menshikov's luxurious carriage, were feeling extremely tormented in their hearts.

They know what happened to these military rations...

If they were detected, it would be impossible for the father and son to survive. But you still have to keep a smile on your face. In fact, the two of them had prepared a poisoned dagger in their shoes. If something unexpected happened, it would count if the two of them could assassinate Menshikov. Even if not, they could commit suicide to avoid death. He will be tortured endlessly by Menshikov.

Time goes by so slowly.

The suffering of the two of them can be imagined.

"Hahahaha, come on, cheers! For us!"

"For wealth!"

Menshikov was very happy, drinking wine along the way, and soon got that Abreu to play with them. There were still many beauties in the carriage, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

I don’t know how long it took.

Menshikov's servant then knocked on the door and came to the carriage.

Qian and his son's bodies froze, and their breathing stopped for a moment.

Menshikov also looked at his men with a smile.