Struggle in Russia

Nekrasov didn't know whether the warning brought by Chernyshevsky could make Petrashevsky and his gang more vigilant, but he was really worried and worried that the scene in 1825 would repeat itself again, so After returning home, he thought about it and still couldn't bear it, so he went directly to Ogarev.

"Dear Nikolai Platonovich, I am really worried, so I can only come to you!"

Nekrasov explained the purpose of coming straight to the point, and asked Ogarev directly: "Do you still have contact with that Vishniak Sergeyevich?"

Nekrasov can't forget the situation when he dealt with Vishniak last time. This very smart officer and his little partner cleverly used the weapons of public opinion at home and abroad to deflate Nicholas I, although they couldn't Completely copy the last miracle, but it is not bad to learn from the other party to give some reasonable suggestions!

Ogarev was a little dazed. He was so sleepy in the middle of the night that he thought it was the secret police from the third part who came to the door. Who would have thought that it was Nekrasov with a haggard look on his face, and the other party asked about Vishniak's situation first, isn't it inexplicable?

Although Ogarev had dealt with Vishniak, he was really not very familiar with him. Afterwards, everyone politely sent greetings through letters, and then they didn't have much contact. Why did Nekrasov suddenly ask him?

It's just that after Nekrasov explained the reason for the matter, Ogarev's expression became serious. Objectively speaking, Ogarev's relationship with Petrashevsky and his group was a little closer, because Ogarev Galev was also a radical, because both parties agreed to eliminate serfdom, destroy the tsarist autocratic rule, and implement peasant freedom.

So when he heard that Petrashevsky and his group were in trouble, he immediately paid attention to it. He didn't care whether it was late at night or continued to sleep, so he hurriedly dressed and took Nekrashev into the carriage to find them immediately. Vishniak.

"That Mr. Vishniak Sergeyevich lives in this kind of place?"

The Haymarket in St. Petersburg is not a rich or aristocratic area. It is generally a dwelling place for low-level people. When Nekrasov met Vishniak last time, he felt that the other party was chic and aristocratic. Doesn't look like someone who lives in such a crappy place?

"This is not Mr. Vishniak Sergeyevich's home, but his friend's home. According to him, if you want to find him, you can come here and leave a message for his friend or his friend's housekeeper. "

Nekrasov nodded half-understood, although he was still a little surprised, how could someone who could afford a housekeeper live in such a crappy place, but these days there are not a few big nobles who are glamorous on the surface and actually in distress, it is not worth it. What a fuss.

Only when Nekrasov saw the name on the house plate,

I was really surprised, because the name "Grand Duke Andrei Konstantinovich Romanov" was clearly written on it.

He was surprised: "What's going on?"

Ogarev was also stunned. Vishniak only told him the address, but he didn't tell him who the owner of the address was. Judging from the title and the name, the person living here is a grand duke, a direct descendant of the Romanov family. What the hell is this?

"Could it be that we misread the house number, maybe it's next to it!" Ogarev explained suspiciously.

It's just that when they searched the neighbors back and forth, and finally returned to the Grand Duke's mansion, they were a little dazed and staring.

Ogarev said uncertainly: "Should it be here?"

"Probably?" Nekrasov was also full of lack of confidence, but he didn't forget to add a rant: "This is probably the most shabby Grand Duke's residence I have ever seen!"

"Then shall we go in?" asked Ogarev.

"Tsk!"

Nekrasov gritted his teeth. He didn't know whether to go in. Although this is a very shabby grand duke's mansion, the grand duke is the grand duke. He is a descendant of the Romanov family no matter how you say it. Thank God for the Revolutionary Party, how could it be possible to help them kindly.

Immediately, Nekrasov began to retreat, hesitating: "Why don't we go back..."

But before he finished speaking, the dilapidated door of the Grand Duke's mansion creaked open, and a gray head poked out: "Gentlemen, what can I do for you? I've been paying attention to you for a long time!"

These words seem calm but have a strong sense of warning, just like a judge interrogating a prisoner, which cannot be refused at all.

Ogarev had no choice but to answer cautiously: "I'm sorry, sir. I interrupted your rest. We are looking for someone. But it seems that we made a mistake. I'm really sorry!"

Normally, under such circumstances, Ogarev and Nekrasov can retreat if they apologize, but not today. The gray-headed man did not let them leave, but continued to ask: "Then where are you looking for?" Where is the gentleman?"

Ogarev and Nekrasov looked at each other, and they both saw the deep helplessness in each other's eyes. What do you call this, isn't it just looking for someone? How does it feel like being interrogated by the police in the third part?

The two wanted to refuse, but seeing the vigilant and scrutinizing eyes of the gray-headed man, they knew that if they didn't deal with it properly, there might be big troubles if nothing happened, so they could only answer honestly: "Sorry, we are here to find Vishniak. It belongs to Mr. Sergeyevich Pogolovsky. But there is obviously a problem with the mailing address he left us, and we should have made a mistake!"

Just when the two felt that they could retreat safely now that they had made it clear, the gray-headed man stopped them again: "You are looking for Vishniak Sergeyevich Pogolovsky Sir? May I ask what is your relationship with him?"

This question was more like the third spy, and it also made Nekrasov and Ogarev more vigilant and suspicious. Neither of them dared to take the initiative to speak, and frequently exchanged glances, as if asking again: "what to do?"

At this time, the gray-headed man also seemed to see the hesitation and entanglement of the two, and he took the initiative to explain: "Our master is Mr. Vishniak Sergeyevich Pogolovsky's colleague and Mr. Best friends. So Mr. Vishniak Sergeyevich will leave his mailing address here, gentlemen, are you friends of Mr. Vishniak Sergeyevich?"

Only then did Nekrasov and Ogarev heave a sigh of relief, because this statement was correct. It seemed that they had indeed found the right place, but the identity of Vishniak’s friend really made them feel sensitive. How to answer next?