Along the way, Peter the Great never said a word.
Because even without drinking, he fell into a deep sleep.
No matter how strong a lion is, he will eventually grow old. This is Peter's current state.
When he was young, he could go to Europe to study for the sake of Tsarist Russia, and he could survive no matter how difficult the life was. At that time, he was extremely ambitious and was studying a lot every day in order to make Tsarist Russia stronger.
certainly.
He has been very successful.
Peter the Great, this name is already star-studded in history.
He is a successful pioneer and a successful reformer. But he is destined not to be a person who can lead Tsarist Russia to real success. Because a person's life span is short. But now Peter did not expect that in the days to come, he had always considered that Tsarist Russia, which had no heirs, would continue his glory in the hands of his daughter. And Catherine II would say that if God gave her another five hundred years, she would definitely take her own army and travel around the world.
certainly.
Now he doesn't know.
This man, who was absolutely a genius in running the country, was in a complete mess emotionally.
In the carriage, Yekaterina and Menshikov's eyes met again.
The eyes of the two began to erupt with fanatical light.
Peter in the carriage began to snore loudly.
The other two people kissed each other crazily.
This strange scene seemed to increase the interest between the two people. Suddenly, the air in the carriage became ambiguous and exciting.
Menshikov returned to his house with the scent of Ekaterina still lingering on his lips.
He fell into deep thought.
Of course, it had nothing to do with his lover who had lasted almost a lifetime, but Peter's warning to himself.
What does he mean?
An ultimatum?
Menshikov snorted coldly.
What's the meaning?
Ask him to spend money to deal with those ugly guys? Share their money? Pay money to silence Osilev and his ilk?
Beautiful thought!
Small money is OK, big money is not.
This is Menshikov's consistent principle. In the whole of Tsarist Russia, he is the richest! He started out as a sesame seed seller, and his desire for money surpassed everyone else. He is the emperor's brother, he is the queen's lover! Why should others!
"You are really an old fool!"
Menshikov has always believed that only he is absolutely powerful, and these clowns are not worth mentioning! Didn’t Peter do this all the time? But now that he is old, he has begun to fear these people...
How ridiculous!
Then, he thought again that this batch of food and grass would be sent to the front line, and he felt very good.
"Quick, dance for me!"
"Dance!"
In an instant, he forgot Peter's warning to him.
…
With two million stones of food and grass, they set off in a mighty manner.
Osilev was unwilling to give in, but with Peter the Great's order, he could not disobey it.
Watching this team, escorted by Abreu, they headed towards the front line. His entire face was filled with deep worry.
This is just a feeling, a feeling that is hard to fathom and hard to pin down. But this feeling always lingers in Osilev's heart.
He felt that this shipment of military rations should end this war, or it would end something.
To what end, he wasn't sure.
But things were already like this, and it was no longer something he could change.
…
Qian and his son made many requests to Menshikov to escort grain and grass, but they were all rejected.
Of course, they were not surprised by this result.
In fact, requests must be requested and rejections must be denied. This is a kind of extreme pulling thing. If they don't want to go, Menshikov will doubt them. But if they wanted to go, Menshikov would naturally not let them go.
Food and grass is a big deal.
Menshikov must keep the two men as hostages.
Once any problem occurs on the front line, those two people will definitely not be able to leave Tsarist Russia alive.
Of course, Menshikov still prepared a luxurious life for the father and son, with tall Tsarist Russian beauties, various dancers, fine wine, and delicious food.
Just can't go out.
The father and son looked at each other with a wry smile.
They had expected this result, so they were not overly worried.
Even two people have long been mentally prepared to sacrifice their lives for the motherland. Even if you die here, so what?
If the death of the two of them can make the family in the country feel glorious and make the family's glory rise again, then they will have deserved their death!
With this thought in mind, the two of them raised their glasses and took a deep drink.
This time, they played a big one!
Food and grass are already on the way, which basically confirms that the balance of this war is beginning to tilt.
In this way, the days passed day by day.
The two of them could not go anywhere except the mansion Menshikov arranged for them. Then enjoy it, the two of them have seen through life and death. If you can enjoy a day, count it as a day. When I get up every day, I feel drunk and dreamy.
Every day when I get up, I sing and dance.
Menshikov naturally liked the situation between two people.
At first, he had his servants monitor him.
Later, looking at the appearance of these two people, I didn't bother to care.
Anyway...
For him, this order has been completed, and it just depends on when to kill these two monkeys.
But that's what Menshikov didn't expect.
The performance of the Qian family father and son these past few days was specially made for him to see.
During the day, they sang and danced peacefully, but after being drunk and dreaming, at night, when those responsible for monitoring them fell asleep, the two of them began to get busy in the house.
What are you busy with?
They are making a special soup in their house!
This kind of soup is made from a certain kind of tree. At first, it has a very strong smell, but in the end, it gradually becomes colorless and odorless. In fact, this kind of tree is equivalent to the kind of rubber that was later used. , silicone and the like exist.
That's right.
The two of them are secretly making masks!
They are still unwilling to die in Tsarist Russia! As long as they are Longyan people, they all pay attention to returning to their roots. Even if I die, I will die in Long Yan!
Make masks.
This is what Qian Feng learned when he was training at the Liangzhou Military Academy in China.
There is no doubt that he is a professional agent now.
This ability is no problem for him at all.
Today, these thick soups were finally made successfully.
Then, after cooling the soup, Qian Feng scooped it up with a utensil. Qian Yonggui was already lying on the bed next to him. Qian Feng slowly poured the thick soup onto his father's face, and then began to adjust it slowly, slowly, and carefully.
Finally, continue to cool.
After a while...
Qian Yonggui stood up slowly, and then looked at himself in the mirror in shock.
