Struggle in Russia

Titov didn't want to be this terrible ambassador for a long time, but no one in his country was willing to take over his mess, so he could only let him, a hard-working ambassador, continue to suffer and suffer.

This time the counter-insurgency operation in Wallachia, Titov was also tossed a lot. Needless to say, he repeatedly put pressure on Turkey, and he also had to deal with the secret stumbling blocks of Britain and France, and finally settled these troubles. As a result, the Black Sea Fleet was short of food, and he had to solve it in the end.

Ma Dan!

He is the ambassador to Turkey, okay, but not the nanny of the Black Sea Fleet. The lack of food is the problem of the Black Sea Fleet itself. It is really impossible to find Mikheevich! None of his business!

Of course, this kind of complaint can be expressed in the heart, but it must never be said out of the mouth. Otherwise, a large number of people will be offended, such as Menshikov, Duke Mikhail, and Lazarev.

The energy of these three people is enough to make Titov unable to eat and walk around, so even if his heart is full of tears, Titov can only shed tears in his stomach, and then obediently think of a way.

Of course, Titov's efforts must be widely publicized, otherwise how would the higher-ups know how much contribution he has made? Even if it’s not for the sake of showing merit, you have to let Duke Mikhail know that he is doing his best, otherwise, once the Duke is sapped in Wallachia, his anger will definitely be vented on him. Titov doesn’t want to eat such a thing. Hang down.

So even though Duke Mikhail was very dissatisfied with Titov's work results and scolded the ambassador in private from time to time, he didn't say anything on the surface, after all, his attitude was very correct. If you want to spray it all out, it is slapping the face of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and slapping the face of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is tantamount to slapping Nesselrode in the face. That old guy can't just offend him!

"Let Titov continue to work hard, and has Alexandru Sturza replied?" Mikhail asked again with a sigh.

Alexandru Sturza was an active member of the Greek independence movement and the main target of Russian funding. Although the relationship between Greece and Russia was completely ruined by the British, this person is still relatively pro-Russian.

Before, Duke Mikhail wrote to this old friend, hoping that he would help him do more domestic work in Greece and provide as much food as possible for emergency.

"There is no news yet..."

This answer made Prince Mikhail more and more anxious. He could only stand up and walk around in the study. He hated this feeling of powerlessness, but he had no other way. Congested.

And walking a few laps like this, although it can't solve the big problem, at least it can calm his mood a lot. This is also his old habit.

Whenever he is impatient, he likes to walk around silently, to think for a while, not to mention solving big problems, at least it can calm himself down.

Whenever he starts walking, both the secretary and the adjutant will consciously avoid him and avoid being disturbed. Generally, no matter who visits or sees him at this time, he will be blocked, without any exception!

But the situation is different today. Duke Mikhail had only strolled around a few times when he heard a loud noise coming from outside the study. The sound was so annoying that he immediately took a roller coaster ride after he had just calmed down a little bit. .

What was even more exasperating was that the voice was not only loud, but also endless, as if someone wanted to break in immediately, and even his adjutant couldn't stop him.

Immediately, Duke Mikhail became angry. Whoever is so bold dares to force his way in, does he still have the Duke in his eyes. Immediately, he opened the door of the study with three steps and two steps, ready to let the uninterested visitors see how powerful he is.

It's just that when Prince Mikhail saw Leonid's panting and flushed face, he immediately couldn't vent his anger, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Lonya, why are you here? Didn't you go to Izmail?"

"Uncle, I came back from Izmail to meet you..."

Leonid was panting heavily as he spoke, and he could see that he was very nervous, as if he came here in a hurry. All of a sudden, Prince Mikhail's heart was tugged again. Izmail is the territory of the Mikheevich brothers. It was a mess before, so there must be something wrong again!

"Come in, catch your breath, don't worry!"

Don't look at Duke Mikhail's mouth to comfort Leonid, but his heart is twisted into a twist, for fear that Leonid will bring another terrible news.

"That's right, Uncle. Andreka has a letter... The letter contains a solution to the food problem. I think it is very important, and this news needs to be highly confidential. It is not suitable to convey it to you in writing, so I will go there personally Already!"

Duke Mikhail became more and more surprised. Can a certain Grand Duke solve his food crisis? This is unlikely, is it possible that he can still produce food? Besides, even if it is possible to conjure food, it doesn't need to be kept secret, let his eldest nephew go there in person, right?

"What did I think? Surprised and surprised," Duke Mikhail smiled lightly, and said, "You, the regiment leader, are also inexplicably surprised by a little thing. This skill of nourishing energy needs to be strengthened, and it must be done." Even if the land falls and the ground cracks, you have to keep your face on, and you can get a little food for you..."

Prince Mikhail didn't finish his sentence, because Leonid had already explained Li Xiao's plan beforehand. Duke Mikhail, who didn't change his face when the world collapsed immediately, was shocked, he couldn't close his mouth, he stuttered and asked after a long time:

"This... is this true?"

"Of course, he has persuaded the Wallachians to pass the food-for-arms plan, and he is waiting for you to send money. Food will be distributed there!"

Prince Mikhail felt that the happiness came too suddenly, and he was stunned for a moment. He asked the certainty of the facts repeatedly, and then felt the blood rushing into his brain, making his face flushed, as if he was drunk generally.

"Great, great! Really great!"

Three in a row are too good to fully illustrate how happy Duke Mikhail is at this time, because getting food from Wallachia does not only mean solving the food problem, it represents too much meaning, far beyond It is not polite to say that a certain grand duke has done a big thing if he goes beyond the scope of the food problem!

Thinking about it, the excited Prince Mikhail opened the door in three steps and two steps, and shouted:

"Seryozha! Seryozha! Go to the naval headquarters immediately, ask Admiral Lazarev to come to a meeting, tell him that I have urgent matters to discuss with him, and remind him to prepare funds as soon as possible, Our food has fallen!"