Emperor Kangxi sent me to marry

Chapter 146 Peace Talks ([-])

"Dear Princess Sofia..."

As soon as he wrote the beginning, Fyodor Golov quickly deleted this sentence, and without hesitation threw away a piece of precious, perfumed high-end stationery.

"It's just plain stupid. By the time this letter gets to her, she'll already be on the throne. Such a casual, endearing title will cause trouble."

Governor Golov of Bryansk, as the head of the mission to negotiate with the Qing Dynasty, has always had a keen sense of politics.Holding the curly beard that was once golden yellow but now dark brown, he filled the pen with ink, took a new piece of letter paper, and started anew.

"Holy and honorable Your Majesty. I am writing to you from Nerchensk. Yes, this place is indeed deserted. I can find nothing but old and thin herdsmen and dying cattle and sheep. But Who knows, since it is land, there will always be value."

Feeling that the beginning seemed to be pretty good, he continued to write down with great interest.

"The Qing ambassadors arrived early, and they brought soldiers and weapons. About 5000, I think. There was an army, and there was a navy. But God, my lord, they are so weird that they even use bows and crossbows .That’s right, bows and crossbows. I feel a little sad for soldiers like this. Can those weird clothes help them resist bullets?”

At this point, Golov wanted to add a few more one-liners, but since Sofia isn't a crank with patience or a sense of humor, he eventually dropped the idea.

"I have absolute confidence that I can bring back the city of Yaksa. They are simply robbers! That city, built by Chernigovsky, should belong to us. Tolbuzin is too cowardly. Of course, I am not It is entirely his fault to accuse His Majesty of making a wrong appointment here..."

Golov was a little uneasy, his fat butt moved back and forth on the velvet cushion, making some unpleasant rubbing sounds.

"I asked my subordinates to carry grenades. If they don't accept our conditions and row over Heilongjiang, there is nothing to talk about, just fight directly. Galdan is near here, and he and I add up. It’s totally manageable. I’m only worried about two missionaries. They are Italian and French. I don’t know how the Qing Dynasty persuaded them to come all the way here. Probably money.”

The army needed to eat and there was no food nearby.Although the land of the three tribes of Khalkha has completely fallen into the hands of Galdan, there is no wheat growing here, and the cattle and sheep are running and dying because of lack of management.But as long as there is money to be made, merchants will always appear.Golov saw that the Qing Dynasty merchants who were engaged in black business nearby, wearing tattered old clothes, were able to eat a big business equivalent to several thousand rubles in one go, and exchanged a large number of potatoes for the poor in Moscow. Valuable goods such as furs and sands are very jealous.

"What if the Holy See wants a piece of the pie? International law... I once thought that taking advantage of the ignorance of the Qing people to win the power to draft treaties was in vain. The missionaries wanted to write in Latin. The envoys of the Qing Dynasty said that they only Sign the treaty in Chinese and Latin. It is a bit difficult, but I have figured out a way. Please allow me to use ten thousand rubles as a fund to buy them. Yes, this is not a small amount, but trust me, It's really a necessary expenditure."

The letter is written here, the letter paper is full and needs to be finished.Golov called the servants desperately with his loud voice.He'd have to be vulgar, there wasn't room for a silver rattle in the trunk.

"Come in, come in."

At least eight male servants are needed to fully reflect the ostentation of the governor. On this point, Golovin will never give in.

"My frock coat wasn't brushed off this morning, you idiots."

Golovin is short, so he doesn't like to use servants who are taller than himself.This is simply too difficult.To train a personal servant, one must teach him to read and write, remember the appearances and titles of all the nobles in Moscow, and properly place the foreign porcelain or crystal utensils in the right position, which requires long-term training.And when they finally came in handy, Golovin had to send the children who were too tall.

"Ivan, you stay. The others can go out."

In the yurt provided by Galdan, only the master and servant remained.

"Ivan, are you absolutely loyal to me?"

"Of course, my lord."

"You are my most capable entourage. Now I have an important task for you to handle. If I remember correctly, you are very close to Princess Sofia's court lady, Countess Rostova."

Ivan is a handsome boy who is just beginning to fall in love, and he is a little embarrassed at the moment.

"How can you be wronged... I have always behaved..."

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not accusing you! It's a good thing! I need some inside information! Yes, she's just playing with you and flirting. After all, the status is too far away, but what does it matter? Princess Trust her, Rostova will definitely become a duchess, if you indulge before marriage, she will still be in demand."

"The kind and generous governor..."

Young footmen always have a knack for delivering dry compliments nicely and never repeating them, which is the first thing they remember when they go to work.

"Well, well. You must start as soon as possible. I'll lend you the latest model double-barreled shotgun. Load up the ammunition. You can choose my horses as you like, you take care of them, don't you? Will Send this letter to the princess as soon as possible. I don’t need officers, because they are too rude, and they are all nobles, so they are easy to leak. If this land is successfully acquired, I should have the right to choose the fief first.”

"Does it need to be said, you have abandoned your luxurious and comfortable house and country manor, and have spent a year in this poor place! This wild country where you can't even get white bread and ham!"

"Oh, but they, those thieves, are staring at the land that I deserve! Ivan, child, this letter will determine your fate. As long as the princess successfully receives the letter, I will promote you to the manor Steward."

Golovin hastily signed and dated the letter at the end.

"August 8th. Fortunately, it's summer now, otherwise you would have to go through a lot of wind and snow! Don't be impatient, go back to the house first, and dress yourself up in style! I hope Rostova hasn't forgotten you."

"Oh, she never will."

Ivan showed a sly smile, and Golovin followed suit, and the fat on his stomach kept shaking.

"Ah, you always come home late, and the other footmen often say bad things about you. But I never mind, it's quite a worthwhile investment! Go ahead, and when you're of marriageable age, I'll find a plump The girl betrothed. You are such a strong and healthy young man! God will send many children, ha ha!"

　It is pure nonsense to build a house on the land without the owner's permission, and then claim that the land belongs to oneself.Widely advertising.Nerchinsk is the Russian place name of Nerchinsk.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)