Struggle in Russia

Baron Kerimov was surprised. Although eating bran is a common thing for the gray cattle of Tsarist Russia, it usually happened after the war officially started, such as when they invaded Wallachia back then, because the logistics supplies If you can't keep up, you have to eat bran swallowing vegetables.

But now they are still in the country, generally speaking, it is impossible to have no food so early. Baron Klimov is not a child, he quickly understood what happened, and he lowered his voice and asked in a low voice:

"Someone got rich?"

Alexander Mikhailovich smiled wryly, nodded silently, and replied in a low voice: "Mark Mikhailovich, that bastard seems to have resold all the grain in the combat granary. That amount of stored food is useless at all!"

Baron Kerimov curled his lips and sighed: "It's Mark Mikheevich again. This idiot is getting more and more excessive, but he can do this kind of thing, and he won't give up at all." Surprise!"

Alexander Mikhailovich looked at Baron Klimov suspiciously, pondered for a moment and asked, "Old man, you came to me suddenly, you don't have anything to do with that bastard, do you?"

Baron Klimov sighed and said with a wry smile: "I'm also desperate and I have no choice. I originally thought of disarming and returning to the fields to stay away from right and wrong. Who would have thought that disaster would come from heaven!"

With that said, Baron Kerimov told Alexander Mikhailovich what happened clearly, and sighed: "This country is becoming more and more chaotic and bastard, what kind of Anything can happen!"

Alexander Mikhailovich frowned and pondered for a moment, as if he was digesting the news brought by Baron Klimov, before he said: "Old man, you are really involved in big disputes this time, You know, I also have some news in St. Petersburg, I have heard about the Grand Duke Andrei Konstantinovich you mentioned, and this matter is very involved, it is no small matter!"

Baron Kerimov spread his hands helplessly and said: "That's why I came to you immediately! For the current plan, I can only sell you this one hundred catties. Please help me if I have the audacity to do so!"

Alexander Mikhailovich said very unhappy: "What are you talking about? Don't you help me, will I just stand by? Your business is my business! What's more, you have no What did I do wrong, I can't just watch you being bullied! Then what kind of man am I?!"

Baron Kerimov also heaved a long sigh, and tightly held Alexander Mikhailovich's hand, everything was said without saying anything.

"Don't worry. Although Mark Mikheevich has all-hands, the Black Sea Fleet is not his private land. General Lazarev is there.

It's not his turn to be presumptuous! If he didn't want to save face for the old eunuch Menshikov, the general would have wanted to deal with him a long time ago! "

Alexander Mikhailovich analyzed while consoling: "And listen to what you said. This time you have a reason and evidence. If you don't say that you were overthrown by that bastard gang, at least you can get out of your body!"

These words reassured Baron Klimov a little. To tell the truth, he was very anxious along the way. He just wanted to thank Alexander Mikhailovich when he heard the messenger outside the door suddenly announce:

"General, someone outside claims to be Baron Klimov's servant, please speak to the baron immediately!"

Baron Kerimov's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Alexander Mikhailovich. It was obvious that things might be more complicated than imagined!

Alexander Mikhailovich immediately ordered without talking nonsense: "Bring people in to talk!"

It was Baron Klimov's butler who came, but at this time he was in a very bad condition, he was almost helped in by a messenger, his inner thigh was already stained with blood, and his face was even more dusty.

When he saw Baron Klimov, he burst into tears: "Master, something serious happened. Not long after you left, a group of military police broke into the house and started arresting people without any explanation. Both the lady and the young lady were arrested. gone!"

This news was no less than a thunderclap, and Baron Klimov's eyes turned black in shock. He rushed to the butler in two steps, and asked sharply: "What's going on? Why are they arresting people? And, Papa Where's Sarah? How's she?"

The housekeeper cried tearfully: "We don't know what's going on, we only know that the arrester is the military police from the third department. It seems that they are investigating the espionage case and want to arrest you for interrogation!"

Espionage case? Baron Klimov is not a fool, so he naturally knows that this is just a lame excuse, it is revenge!

But the housekeeper continued: "Second Miss was not there at the time, so she escaped by chance. She told me to hurry up and find you, and then I was picked up by Lieutenant Boris for protection."

Hearing that his little daughter was fine for the time being, Baron Klimov was a little relieved, but his heart was still burning inside, and a wave of nameless anger rushed to the top of his head. He only heard him roar and curse:

"Spy? I was born and died for more than 20 years, killed countless Turks and Persians, and turned out to be a spy in the end? What kind of bullshit is this in the world! Say I'm a spy, okay, you don't need to catch me, I'll do it myself! Let's see how shameless you can go!"

As he said that, the angry Baron Klimov was about to rush out to ask the third department for an explanation. Alexander Mikhailovich hugged him quickly, and tried to persuade him: "Old man! Don't worry! ! Don’t be impulsive! There’s me too! With me here, I definitely can’t let them abuse you like this!”

As he said that, he ordered to the messenger: "Prepare the car, go to the city defense headquarters, and go to General Kornilov first!"

On the carriage, he repeatedly comforted Baron Klimov: "Old man, don't worry! General Kornilov is in charge of the entire affairs of Odessa and Izmail. General Zarev's favorite student is not the same as Mark Mikheevich and his ilk. With him, he will definitely be able to clear your innocence and uphold justice for you!"

At this time, Kornilov was still in a good mood, because Vishniak brought important information that he had never thought of, including the deployment of the most important cities and fortresses in Wallachia, including Bucharest. Maps and troop deployments are on his desk.

Its content is so detailed that it seems to have been copied from the Ministry of War of the Provisional Republic of Wallachia.

He laughed heartily and said, "Great, with this information, Wallachia will have no secrets from us!"