Chapter 20 Hello Tsar (《》)

One month after the Polish drink fight, on December 18, the capital of the Russian Empire, St. Petersburg, the Hermitage.

The moment Zheng Yu walked into the hall, he was completely shocked by the magnificent atmosphere. This Byzantine royal gilded interior, almost made of gold and white, was a huge hall that was spectacular and unimaginable, which made him think of being in the temple of the gods on Olympus Mountain.

After arriving in St. Petersburg, Zheng Yu had already followed the plan and collected and sorted out Russian intelligence, and on the surface he sent a tough signal to Russian Foreign Minister Ramsdorf, secretly conveying a message of peace through the Tsar favorite minister, former Minister of Finance, and current Chairman of the Russian Ministers Committee. In Zheng Yu's view, this light and darkness will surely perfectly interpret the image of a country that is forced to fight with high-profile domestic public opinion and seeks compromise. This will lead to Russia's misjudgment and guide future wars to the track of China's hope. After a series of operations, Zheng Yu's overall view and execution, forbearance and resoluteness have all been unanimously recognized by his close friends. In this small group, Zheng Yu has gradually established authority.

In today's scene, the female college student naturally could not follow him. The one standing beside him was Fang Shijian, the ambassador to Russia. This man was 35 or 36 years old, with a straight back, black uniform, a ribbon and the Alexander Nevsky medal. This was the Tsar who was awarded to him five years ago to reward him for mediating the Hailan Bamboo crisis and contributing to the "friendship" of China and Russia. Zheng Yu looked at this handsome and successful middle-aged man with a playful look, and felt that the Tsar he was going to meet in a while was probably not a simple role.

The Russian Guard Captain standing straight on both sides of the opposite gate opened the door at the same time. A middle-aged officer wearing a Russian Guard uniform, wearing a Romansov royal double-headed eagle emblem ribbon, and covered with medals strode over. His gray-green eyes shone brightly, his back was 37% slim, and his neatly built beard was much more elegant than William II's exaggerated horoscope. He had a reserved and majestic smile on his face, and the sound of the iron palm of his horse boots knocking on the marble floor was breathtaking. Before he could arrive, the momentum of the monarch of the world's great empire had already come to his face.

At this moment, Zheng Yu entered the realm of the Moon in the Well. He realized quite well that despite doing a lot of homework, he still underestimated the last tsar in history. The tsar was indeed handsome and elegant, and the history books completely wrote him as a vulgar uncle. He decided that after going back, when the October Revolution broke out, he must check the middle school history textbooks carefully, which would harm people, and it would be too harmful.

He bowed deeply.

"His Majesty the Great Tsar, please allow me to pay my most sincere respect from the East and wish that the friendship between our two countries will be as long as the Volga River and the Yangtze River, as long as the Ural Mountains and the Great Xing'an Mountains."

And opposite him, there were also blessings full of affection: "Dignified guest, on behalf of the Russian royal family, I wish your father good health, your country will last forever, and our friendship will always be there."

Zheng Yu raised his head. His expression was neither humble nor arrogant, full of nobility and elegance. The good royal upbringing also spread out.

"Your Majesty, your charm is really intoxicating. I have seen countless handsome men in this visit to Europe and the United States, but they are the first one who is as elegant and noble as Your Majesty."

His Majesty the Tsar opposite was obviously a little surprised and quite happy. He nodded softly: "Although I have heard of it, I am surprised by your youth and deeds. Your Highness, please allow me to entertain you for lunch."

After saying that, he strode past Zheng Yu, and waited for him to follow him, before walking to the banquet hall together.

Zheng Yu smiled secretly, you admire your father's strength, I'll say you are strong. Speaking of flattery, you straight guys can stand the Chinese people's thinking?

After sitting down, Tsar Nicholas II gracefully took a medal and put it on Zheng Yu's dress chest with his own hands.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, thank you for your sincere expectation and efforts for peace. Please allow me to award you the first-class Grand Duke of St. Vladimir and wish you the friendship between us forever."

"Your Majesty!" Zheng Yu was obviously a little moved, "I hope that friendship will last forever and war will not break out between our two countries!"

Zheng Yu recalled the information about the Tsar in that time and space: soft ears, lack of opinion, elegant and gentle treatment, and well-educated, but he always wanted to get rid of his father's shadow and make great achievements for Russia. He was fascinated by the creation of the Yellow Russia, and after his failure, he turned to seek a breakthrough in the direction of the Black Sea, and finally encouraged his protector Serbia to confront Austro-Hungary, which triggered a war.

The purpose Zheng Yu wants to achieve today is not just to incite the outbreak of war. Whether it is for public or private, everything he does today is part of the long-term plan. In his script, His Majesty the Tsar occupies an important position, in other words, a relatively important supporting role. The benefits that can be obtained from this person are so rich that they cannot be enriched.

"Your Majesty, this is the second time I have seen you. Compared to five years ago, your style is even more intoxicating." Zheng Yu's opening was a round of flattery. "Last year, your country's Alexei Crown Prince was born. Although the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of our country presented a gift, as myself, I have no chance to send my blessings. Please allow me to give my private gift to the future ruler of Russia, the clever and wise Crown Prince."

He waved his hand and the servant behind him brought a gift box.

Nicholas II opened it in person and saw a gorgeously decorated short knife inside, with various gemstones on the golden scabbard.

"This is a Tibetan sword made by the best sword-killing master in Tibet Province of our country. It is called Gesang. It is the first sharp blade in our country and the treasure sword I have worn since I was a child. This sword is blessed and consecrated by many of the greatest monks in our country. It has the divine power to ward off evil spirits and protect children, especially for the growth of children. I am an adult, so I will give this sword to His Highness Alexey. I wish him to become a strong and brave man like you and to protect the Russian people forever."

Nicholas II's eyes lit up, and it was obvious that Long Xin was very happy.

Of course, Zheng Yu is not surprised.

The queen Alexandra, who fell in love at first sight, gave birth to five princesses in a row. Last year, he finally gave birth to a boy. Russia celebrated the whole country. But the crown prince Alexei was born with hemophilia, often had fever and extremely weak body, which became the biggest heart disease of the Tsar's family. Today, he sent this thing on it, and it was strange that the Tsar was unhappy.

Nicholas II smiled and said, "Your Highness, you are so polite."

"Your Majesty, I have a saying in my country that a sword is matched with a hero. Only men like you and His Royal Highness can accept such gifts. You don't have to refuse."

"Okay, then I'll thank Alyosha for helping him." Nicholas II nodded and asked the servant to put it away.

He looked at Zheng Yu again and began to develop towards the German Emperor who was in close contact with Zheng Yu: "Your purpose, Earl Ramsdorf and Sergei have already told me. I believe that there is a realistic basis for peace between our two countries. I really appreciate Your Highness's innovative diplomatic proposal."

Zheng Yu bowed slightly.

"But, Your Highness, you should know that the kind and great Russia cannot completely place peace on a treaty. To be honest, I need your country to show your sincerity with more realistic concessions."

Speaking of this, he paused: "But this is undoubtedly a good start. The Virgin is above, I curse the war, and Russia hates the war."

He drew an Orthodox cross.

Zheng Yu nodded in pain: "Yes, Your Majesty. The tragedy of Crimea should not be repeated in the East. No matter who wins or loses, it will be a real tragedy on earth."

The Tsar's expression suddenly became sad. I wonder if he remembered his great-grandfather who was forced to commit suicide because of the failure of the Crimean War.

"Your Majesty, my country has a firm sincerity for peace, please do not doubt it." Zheng Yu's tone was particularly serious, "I am not only preparing to sign a non-aggression treaty with your country, but also preparing to discuss the same treaty with the island countries. Please be sure to understand your country's persistence and belief in peace."

The Tsar was obviously a little surprised. He thought for a while and asked straightforwardly: "Your Highness, what else can you bring to Russia besides non-aggression treaty?"
Chapter completed!