Struggle in Russia

I have to say that Jan Constantine has seen it too thoroughly, he is simply a devil. His method is very simple, that is, he will not die as a poor fellow, and he will not hesitate to sacrifice the interests of other Wallachians in order to preserve his own property.

For example, the land expropriation business that Li Xiao never forgets, then he will naturally not procrastinate, and I am afraid that he will give the green light to let go of the land acquisition, just to make Li Xiao happy.

Even, in the process of plundering, their brothers could also eat some leftovers and mix it with soup. It is simply despicable and shameless, and he is really a scumbag who cheats people to death.

However, Dimitri was still a little puzzled: "Why are you looking for the French? Isn't the British more powerful and less conflicted with Russia? Wouldn't it be safer to put our industry in British skin?"

Jan Constantine smiled wryly and said: "It's not that simple. Although the British look better, they naturally charge higher prices for better conditions, and the British are more cunning and cunning. They eat people without spit out their bones. Although the French also Just as despicable, but not as outrageous as them!"

"What's more, we have a normal relationship with the British, and we can't find a suitable British person to operate in a while. We don't have much time, we must act as soon as possible!"

Dimitri nodded again: "Then I'll contact the Frenchman immediately and get this done as soon as possible!"

He dared to leave, but was stopped by Jan Constantine. The vile vixen stroked his chin and asked, "What was the name of the Moldavian officer recommended by Mikhail last time?"

Dimitri was a little puzzled, wondering why Jan Constantine had the time to pay attention to a Moldavian at this terrible time.

"We need to make more preparations!" Jan Constantine said worriedly, "Although the French will definitely agree to our conditions, they cannot put all their eggs in their baskets. In case something goes wrong , we can’t even cry!”

"But that Moldavian officer can be used. In troubled times, a reliable armed force is enough to be safe. At worst, it can protect us from Bucharest safely!"

Dimitri thought about it and thought it made sense, but he still felt a little distressed: "But it will cost a lot of money, right?"

Jan Constantine gave him a blank look: "This is a life-saving thing, no matter how much money it is worth. What's more, we don't necessarily have to pay for this money! We should be able to get a lot of money by cooperating with the French. A portion is enough!"

Although Dimitri agreed, he was still a little distressed: "This time it's a big loss,

How much money do you have to earn less! "

But he was still a little worried: "But is that guy reliable? Besides, it may be difficult to completely hide our little tricks from Mikhail, right? If he notices, I'm afraid..."

Jan Constantine clicked his tongue, because he was also worried about this, but immediately he waved his hand "boldly" and said: "Money can turn ghosts around, and Mikhail is not a pedantic person. We can take care of France." After that, let's have a showdown with him, I believe he will make the right choice!"

Well, Jan Constantine knows and sees through Constantinescu, and knows that he is a really smart person, but Jan Constantine doesn't see it clearly enough, because Constantinescu is more intelligent than him. Think smarter!

The Bredianu brothers found that the situation was not right and prepared to make other preparations. Constantinescu was not stupid. He did not go to any revolutionary committee to make a small report as ordered by Jan Constantine, but went straight to his little friend Cu Zha, because he also discovered the value of Kuza in the first place.

In Constantinescu’s opinion, once the Russians come back, none of them, who are the most active anti-Russian monsters, will be able to run away. They will definitely be pulled from the list one by one, so how to save their lives is the top priority. up.

Can the National Party's rhetoric save its life? Of course it can't, it's hard to justify a scholar meeting a soldier, not to mention that the polar bear is not a soldier, but a real bandit! So talking is useless!

The National Party is weak, so let’s find a foreign godfather for help. Look at how clear-headed Jan Konstantin’s thinking is, and he is so innocent. At the critical moment, he rushed into his godfather’s arms and cried for help. .

But the problem is that Constantinescu is not familiar with foreign godfathers, so he doesn't have that life! Foreign godfathers are not prostitutes, and it is impossible to save all kinds of people, so they must first save the most famous and most valuable to them.

Constantinescu searched and guessed that he was definitely not on the list of foreign godfathers, so it was impossible to hug his thigh or whimper. What do you do when disaster strikes? You can't sit still and wait for death at home, can you?

After thinking about it, he felt that the only one who could save him was Kuza, his little friend. Kuza had been a soldier, and he was a colonel regardless of his official position. When he was kicked by Mikhail Sturza in Moldavia before, although he returned after a disastrous defeat, he has rich experience in escaping! She escaped without losing a single hair.

Following Kuza can at least learn from his rich experience in survival, and at worst, it will be time to follow the gourd and draw a ladle to do like a cat or a tiger. What's more, Kuza is in the army. Although he is only a deputy chief of staff without real power for the time being, this thing can be won!

Even if Constantinescu is willing to risk his face, he can also find a position of real power for Kuza. At that time, someone under his hand will have a gun. In a dangerous moment, he will not say that he died with the Russians, at least he will be able to cover them from escaping. Get out of Bucharest!

So Constantinescu didn't dare to delay for a moment, and ran to find Kuza in a hurry. First of all, he had to make contact with him to make the relationship solid, at least to make Kuza grateful to him. Otherwise, when it was dangerous, Kuza forgot that he ran away first, and he would cry to someone.

"Alexandru? Alexandru!"

Constantinescu yelled Kuza's name affectionately, like grass after a long drought and rain, which gave Cuza goosebumps.

"Mikhail? Why are you here suddenly?"

Kuza yawned as he asked. Seriously, he is bored to death these days. The job of deputy chief of staff of the Bucharest National Self-Defense Forces is really a pain in the ass. No one in the headquarters paid any attention to him. After two days of sitting on the bench, Kuza decisively slipped away. Why not go home and kiss his sister!

"I heard you didn't go to work these days?" Constantinescu asked worriedly, and before Kuza answered, he said to himself angrily: "Yes, that job is meaningless , it would be a waste of time for you to go there!"