Chapters 45 to 46 Everything is under control

Two hours later.

In the carriage, Zheng Yu savored the warm and soft fragrance between the lips of Finnish loli, and closed his eyes in aftertaste.

Ke Shan looked at the man and couldn't help but ask with some concern: "Your Highness, will this disrupt the peace talks..."

"Zhuo Feng, Zhuo Feng, you are really concerned." Zheng Yu smiled slightly, "What we want to express is nothing more than being strong outside and fighting the middle. Now that Alekseyev has disturbed this, the play is even more complete. Contact Shi Jian below and ask him to apologize to the Tsar for me, and he said it was a bit rogue... But he also needs to point a little Tsar, his illegitimate uncle is really unreconciled... What's the matter? If the Russian army wants to be like this, then the empire will be restless."

Ke Shan looked at the man's indifferent expression and hesitated for a moment, but finally he didn't say anything.

The next day the dance party ends.

Chinese Association.

Zheng Yu shouted: "Next."

A young man dressed in a Russian civic walked in.

Zheng Yu couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Be serious. It's taking the exam."

The young man opposite sat down solemnly.

Zheng Yu asked, "Who are you?"

Qiu Haiyang opposite him seemed to have changed his body, looking smart, with a strange accent: "I am Mark Qiu, born in the tenth year of Guangxu, and went to the United States with his father and his master at the age of six. This time, he accompanied the young master to visit folk customs, inspect the scenery, and prepare for the family business in Asia. Our young master likes freshness and adventure, and is also preparing to collect some ginseng, fur and other things in Siberia and the Far East."

Zheng Yu nodded: "Come with me."

After saying that, he got up and walked into the inner room. Qiu Haiyang quickly followed him into the room.

There were three people behind the square table inside, which were Zheng Yu, Ke Shan and Ming Yuelan. Zheng Yu didn't seem to notice that Qiu Haiyang came in, but just chatted with the other two about himself. After a long time, he suddenly turned around and stared at Qiu Haiyang and asked, "What's there on my desk just now?"

Qiu Haiyang's expression remained unchanged. He thought for a while and said, "From the left, there is a pen holder with a black pen and a pencil inserted into it. There is an ink bottle next to it, and the lid is not tightened. To the right is an ashtray, with no cigarette butts and ash inside. Then there are a few sheets of letter paper, pressed by an eraser. To the right is a telephone, and a book is placed next to the telephone. When I came in, you picked it up and flipped it over twice. I saw that the name seemed to be "Haiquan Theory", which should have been written by Major General Ma Han of the United States. There is also a compass and a ruler next to it, and there is a stacked map. I didn't see exactly where it was. Well, that's all."

Zheng Yu glanced at a man and a woman on both sides.

"Yuelan, come and ask."

Twenty minutes later, Qiu Haiyang went out.

Zheng Yu asked in a low voice: "What do you think?"

"It exceeded my best expectations. I was a little worse than him when I was in the school entrance exam." Ming Yuelan said softly.

Zheng Yu looked at her quietly.

"I have only seen two people in the bureau for such a genius. One is Director Xiao and the other is Director Ge."

"There is another possibility." The young version of Conan suddenly said.

Zheng Yu nodded.

"It's true. But...this is not a problem." Zheng Yu smiled slightly, "Everything is in my control. It's him."

In the middle of the night that day.

Zheng Yu, who was sleeping, was suddenly awakened by a rapid knock on the door. He suddenly started, put on his clothes, opened the door, but saw Qiu Haiyang standing solemnly, Ming Yuelan at the door said hurriedly: "Your Highness, the domestic electricity is urgent. The Russian Consulate in Chenyang was attacked by a bomb, one dead and two injured!"

Zheng Yu was stunned, took the telegram and read it, and couldn't help but swear: "...distribute leaflets, claiming to be al-Shabaab, declared that he was incompatible with Russia? He committed suicide by taking poison? He returned the blood letter?"

At this time, Ke Shan, Zhao Ming and others had already arrived, circulating the telegrams, all of whom were confused.

Zheng Yu calmed down and stared at Ming Yuelan: "What is the judgment in China?"

"The bureau analyzed that it should be that the Al Shabaab wants to undermine the Sino-Russian negotiations and win the support of domestic radicals."

Zheng Yu thought for a moment and nodded: "Those who do this may not be able to escape the most profitable parties."

A glimmer of light flashed in Ke Shan's eyes: "Although Al Shabaab...and the islanders?"

"Yes. I think this Al-Shabaab is almost always hit by the way with the islanders." Zheng Yu sneered, "If China and Russia can't fight, the islanders, whether it is the Al-Shabaab, there will be no chance to take advantage of the situation."

Mingyuelan continued: "The Secretariat also sent a telegram and suggested that the delegation return to China as soon as possible."

Everyone's eyes turned to Zheng Yu, but the man pondered for a while, but smiled, and everyone was a little confused.

"Your Highness, this..." Zhao Ming couldn't help but ask, but saw Zheng Yu smile at him. He knew that this man had made a decision, so he shut his mouth tactfully. These days, among these people, subtly, Zheng Yu's authority has increased day by day. They no longer have any perfunctory and contempt for this 18-year-old young man.

"Anyway, we and the Russians just have their own ulterior motives. What are you afraid of? Do the Russians really dare to take action now? What is the situation in Siberia? Let's just fight, half of him will freeze to death by walking alone?" Zheng Yu said with a smile, "We will discuss the specific charter and contact Vitt later. We are worried and cannot let this old boy be idle. Let Fang Shijian fight with Russia tomorrow. In short, we can apologize verbally, investigate, and judge according to law. The destructionists like the Al Shabaab who are indiscriminate must be strictly dealt with, and their sins must be announced..."

"But if you want to take advantage of the issue to gain sovereignty from us, you will not be able to speak out. We will not serve you..." Zheng Yu said, "After saying that, it is still the same sentence, he is so fierce that he can shout loudly on the inside, and he will never make substantial concessions. In this way, he can cooperate with Alekseev's matter. We are about to set the journey and quickly contact the country to talk about this meaning. As long as we set this tone, we will give it to Fang Shijian in detail. Remember, we must not get involved in things like apologizing!"

"Everyone, this incident has taught us a lesson." Zheng Yu's face became serious, and his eyes swept over young faces, "The enemy of the empire is not just the powers."

Prince Zheng is no longer thinking about the ten or seven or eight guns of the straw team, and the creation of the retainer group was very exciting. With every move, the unique domineering aura of the superiors couldn't help but spread out, which was really heartbreaking.

Looking at his subordinates' convincing appearance, Zheng Yu turned his gaze to the night outside the window, and looked at St. Petersburg under the night sky, and couldn't help but feel happy.

Russia is just like this. It seems to be an invincible behemoth, and there has been undercurrents inside. These so-called Russian elites are still addicted to the dream of European military police, taking on the abacus of the yellow Russia and thinking that they are self-defeating. How could anyone have secretly woven a huge net and preparing to turn this country into an erupting volcano at that moment?

The north wind Shuoshuo, when a giant fell down with a bang, how magnificent and sad the back of that thousand-year-old dynasty would be!
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