Menshikov immediately issued an order to arrest the two men.
All the inns and inns in Tsarist Russia received this order.
But what is strange is that these two people seemed to have disappeared from the world.
At first, Menshikov felt that he wanted to clear up the thoughts of the two people, and they knew about it? This is of course very possible, but he feels more and more wrong these days.
A bad premonition kept lingering in his mind.
"Did you catch me? Are you all a bunch of trash!"
Menshikov was going crazy.
It’s been so many days and I haven’t seen anyone! He even doubted his control over Tsarist Russia. Did something go wrong?
"Marshal, I really can't find anyone..."
"Yeah, they definitely didn't go in the direction of Longyan!"
"Yes, otherwise we can catch him even if he turns to ashes!"
Menshikov felt a little irritated.
But he still heard one key point, that is, the two people did not go in the direction of Long Yan?
What does this mean?
He was suddenly shocked, and his eyes flashed with light.
"It's not in the direction of Longyan. Quick, quick, quick, give the order to capture Osman!"
"Othman!"
Everyone looked at each other.
Suddenly, their expressions also changed drastically. Why? Because the current king of Osman is the younger brother and fan of Long Yan and Liu Zheng! This is something almost everyone around the world knows! In this case, if the father and son of the Qian family fled towards the Ottoman Empire, then things would be very serious! This shows that they did not flee because they were afraid of Menshikov cleaning them up. But because they were originally sent by Long Yan!
They were originally Liu Zheng's people!
This thought made Menshikov feel bad.
"You bastard, you bastard!"
He couldn't help but growl.
if it is like this……
Then this matter is not simple!
but.
Who is Menshikov? To be able to get to this point in Tsarist Russia is certainly not a simple person. The first thing he considered was the issue of military rations!
Military rations!
He couldn't help but take a deep breath, followed by a complicated look in his eyes.
The issue of military rations is simply too important to Tsarist Russia! If something went wrong with this convenience, I'm afraid Peter wouldn't even be able to save him!
He stood up in such a hurry and walked around that he couldn't even care about the beauties around him.
"Quick, quick, get some generals here!"
Menshikov gritted his teeth.
None of my men knew what was going on. It's determined by their position that they won't think so much, and they won't think so much. This is the difference in the pattern.
Soon, several generals under Menshikov came to Menshikov's mansion one after another.
"Marshal, what's going on?"
"The marshal suddenly called us here because..."
These people all have a very high status in the military, especially in the city defense army of St. Petersburg. They also control many people.
Menshikov has given these days no less benefits and wealth in recent years.
So……
Now it's their turn to use them.
Menshikov looked around coldly: "Generals, the critical moment is coming soon!"
A group of people looked at each other.
Emergency moment?
What critical moment?
Menshikov smiled coldly: "The Qian family and his son fled Tsarist Russia. This illustrates a problem. Sooner or later, there will be problems with military rations!"
"What?"
The expressions of a group of people changed drastically.
Military rations!
Everyone knows how important this batch of military rations is to Tsarist Russia! This is the ration for the decisive battle! Once something goes wrong, the entire Russian army will be destroyed!
Menshikov took a deep breath: "Everyone, you have also benefited a lot from this military ration issue..."
"this……"
"marshal!"
"what should we do?"
"Is there any remedy?"
remedy?
Menshikov smiled coldly.
This is the situation, are you still thinking about remedying it?
"Everyone, if this matter really involves us, this will definitely be a death sentence!"
Menshikov is not exaggerating.
For a moment, all the generals who came to the scene forgot to breathe.
capital offense!
"so……"
A cold light flashed in Menshikov's eyes: "We must make a foolproof plan!"
Everyone's expressions changed drastically.
A surefire solution?
What's the surefire solution?
Menshikov actually made it very clear.
How to avoid capital punishment? There is only one way, and that is to do the opposite!
That is to kill Peter the Great!
That is to firmly control St. Petersburg!
There is no other way than this!
So, Menshikov, I want to have a big one!
Still no sound of breathing.
In fact, everyone knows that with the aging of Peter the Great and Menshikov's increasingly uncontrollable desires, this day seems to be coming sooner or later, just to see if he can succeed.
But……
Do they have any room for objection? They were already on Menshikov's ship! There is only one way to reach darkness.
There is a saying that says, since you have chosen to dance with the devil, you can only wait until his dance is over.
So no matter how crazy Menshikov is, they have to follow suit.
"Marshal, it's time to prepare as soon as possible!"
"We listen to the marshal!"
"Today's Tsarist Russia is indeed..."
A group of people were helpless.
Only then did Menshikov laugh.
Peter, Peter...
Don't blame brother for being ruthless to you, I really have no choice.
…
Osilev was also excited when he heard the news of the departure of the Qian family and his son.
Of course, there are worries.
What worried him was that the Qian family and his son had escaped, and he also realized that they might have tampered with the issue of military rations! But the exciting thing is that if there is really a problem with the military rations, then... Menshikov will really be finished!
He's finished!
He was so excited that he couldn't sleep for several days. He began to secretly contact the people in the committee. He felt that this time, Menshikov must be brought down!
today.
It was the first time the members of their committee actually met, but even so, they still wore their own masks and did not dare to reveal their true colors.
More than a dozen people.
Sitting in Osilev's reception room, the atmosphere was still a bit tense.
Osilev knew that the status of these people in St. Petersburg was definitely not low, but even so, they were still afraid of Menshikov's power.
He didn't even dare to show his face.
"Everyone..."
As the chairman of the committee, Osilev could not help but speak: "This time is our best opportunity! There will never be such a good opportunity again! Everyone, are you ready?"
