New Shun 1730

"Mom, we listen to you. We listen to you and won't kill."

The panicked soldier said so hastily, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Princess Elizabeth slowly take down the pistol against her head.

At the same time, he agreed more with this kind master. This is a monarch who is kind even to his political enemies, so how could he be any worse to her children and friends?

After three cheers, Elizabeth boarded the carriage and asked someone to open the carriage. She stood on the carriage in the biting cold wind, like a flag, guiding the soldiers who followed her coup to the Winter Palace.

The actions of these soldiers were soon reported to the head of the barracks.

After hearing this, the head of the barracks formally chose to pass on what happened here in a formal way.

The so-called formal way means that it takes at least one day from the occurrence of the incident to the communication to the upper level.

The head of the barracks did not participate in the coup, but chose to pass the message through the "formal way", which was actually helping Elizabeth.

If the coup fails, he will not be held responsible, after all, the "Imperial Guards" stationed in the capital cannot be easily mobilized.

Before he receives an order from the Tsar or the Prime Minister, he cannot mobilize troops according to regulations.

Because the formal decree does not say what the commander should do if someone organizes a coup, especially in the Preobrazhensky Corps.

According to formal channels, what happened here should be reported to the superiors first. The superiors will report it to the Ministry of War, the Ministry of War will pass it to the Deputy Prime Minister, and the Deputy Prime Minister will pass it to the Criminal Investigation Office...

The commander is sure that by the time the news reaches him, the ceremony to celebrate the succession of the new Tsar may have begun.

"In view of such an unexpected situation, we need to obey the orders of our superiors absolutely. Before the orders of our superiors are issued, no one can move!"

"Order each company to assemble, and no one is allowed to go out."

The commander is sure that once Elizabeth's coup succeeds, she will definitely issue orders to the Preobrazhensky Corps directly in the name of the Tsar.

At that time, the Corps can legitimately maintain order in St. Petersburg.

If the coup fails and Elizabeth fails, then the people in power will also give them orders to arrest Elizabeth's remnants.

At this time, doing nothing is obeying orders.

At this time, being prepared in advance and ready to go at any time is to show loyalty to the victor in the future.

Watching the coup team organized by Elizabeth heading towards the Winter Palace, the legion commander quietly made a cross and whispered: "May the Virgin Mary bless you, Princess Elizabeth."

The coup team was like a parade, and did not encounter any resistance on the way.

Some people saw Elizabeth, who was wearing a cavalry uniform and seemed to be the reincarnation of Peter the Great, standing on the side of the road to salute.

When the team was about to reach the Winter Palace Square, no one stood up to stop the team.

Many pedestrians have seen three coups in just one year and have long been accustomed to it. Even the shops were not closed, and they were not in a hurry to run home to avoid it. Instead, they stood on both sides of the road, watching the coup team getting closer and closer to the palace like watching a lively scene.

In the carriage, Elizabeth looked up at the sky. From time to time, smoke would rise in the sky west of the palace, and after a long time, there was a cheerful explosion. It was the Dashun envoys setting off fireworks.

The crackling sound of firecrackers also made the gunshots that might occur in this coup d'état seem commonplace.

At this moment, an army in Russian uniforms appeared on the street in the distance. Elizabeth was slightly startled, and then stopped the carriage.

The soldiers behind immediately stepped forward and formed a line in front of Elizabeth's carriage. The muskets in their hands were raised horizontally, and the hammers were ready to fire.

The soldiers in Russian uniforms on the opposite side did not stay, and did not even deploy the formation.

The other side got closer and closer, and Elizabeth, who was originally a little nervous, smiled.

He saw the man in the lieutenant uniform at the front of the opposite team, with a dark face and a pair of bright eyes.

"Children, stand back! That is not your enemy."

The soldiers obediently put away their muskets, and Elizabeth got off the carriage and stretched out her hand to the black officer who was rushing from a distance.

Hannibal walked straight to Elizabeth, knelt on one knee, and kissed the back of Elizabeth's outstretched hand.

"Princess, I... am back from China. I will swear to protect you."

Elizabeth withdrew her hand, smiled at Hannibal, and said something very plain and homely.

"It's been sixteen years since we last met. You are still the same. Let's go, let's go to the palace together, just like you took me to my father's office that year."

Smiling, he pulled up Hannibal who was kneeling on one knee, stretched out his hand to tidy up Hannibal's collar, which was not messy at all, and then stretched out his hand to let Hannibal help him get on the carriage.

The integrated army united and marched towards the palace.

…………

In the Duke Menshikov's mansion, the band was playing the Dashun military song, but in fact the tune was the Prussian King Frederick's Hymn.

According to the lyrics of the original song, in terms of rhythm, it should be sung as "The Russian Empress has allied with France, and the Holy Roman Empire has betrayed me. The Russian army has invaded Prussia, come and let them know that we are not easy to mess with..."

There are many tables placed in the magnificent hall, which is not at all the banquet model of the French upper class that Russia likes.

But coupled with the clean and crystal clear porcelain on the table, the deliciously fragrant dishes, and the strange silver chopsticks that seemed to them, this banquet had a special exotic feel.

At this banquet, most of the respectable Petersburg nobles were invited. Compared to the banquets held by European envoys, the invitations from the Dashun mission were actually of a higher level, because the French side could be considered ministers at most, while the Dashun mission was considered ambassadors.

The Marquis of Liu Yu and the Marquis of La Citadelle are completely different.

Those who can be invited are quite respectable, which is equivalent to the certification recognized by another crown and qualified to participate in this dinner.

Basically, being able to squeeze into this banquet is definitely equivalent to getting a ticket to the Winter Palace banquet.

Osterman and several others sat at a table very close to the main table.

Opposite are the ambassadors of various countries to Russia, represented by the French ambassador, including envoys from Sweden, Austria, Prussia and other countries.

The Marquis of Lachetadie took out his pocket watch, looked at the time, took a deep breath, tried not to think about outside things as much as possible, and put the watch back into his pocket.

At the gate of Duke Menshikov's Palace, two hurried-looking people were negotiating with the people greeting guests at the door.

"Please let me in. I have something important to inform Count Osterman."

The greeter smiled and held the list and said: "If you have an invitation, of course you can be let in. But you are not on the invitation list. And..."

The greeter was like the kind of greeter in the story who watches people serve dishes. He glanced at the "cars" of these people deliberately and maliciously, spread his hands and said: "Besides, you must not be a noble. Even the carriage is not good." No. For the safety of the adults inside, I can't let you in. So, you can tell me the news and I will inform Count Osterman."

The person who came to report the news was Osterman's informant in the Preobrazhensky Army. At this time, he was eager to get the news in, but he could not directly tell the people in front of him.

"The matter is urgent. I can't tell you the news, it's a secret."

The person greeting the guests seemed to be a bit humane, nodding and saying: "In that case, I will send someone to take you in. But this is a high-end banquet, please pay attention to your behavior."

After saying that, two guards came over, naturally confiscated the weapons carried by the messenger, and escorted the messenger into the Duke's Palace.

But instead of turning to the hall where the banquet was being held, he suddenly knocked the messenger down at the corner and skillfully tied the messenger with a rope.

The person who reported the news struggled twice and was knocked unconscious by the butt of the rifle. He was locked up with the previous group of people who came to report the news and was under guard.

Soon, someone came to Liu Yu, who was hosting the banquet, and whispered in Liu Yu's ear: "Marquis Whale, another messenger has come, and he has been arrested."

Liu Yu smiled while greeting and toasting the Russian nobles or envoys from various countries; while still maintaining a smile, he said: "Deal with them all. To avoid future trouble, it will appear that Elizabeth is colluding with foreign forces. Don't bleed, just pretend it's a wooden stick. Put them in the box, tie them with stones and throw them into the river at night.”

"yes."

The person who received the order quickly left. Liu Yu kept smiling and talked about a past event to the guests present.

"Before I arrived in Russia, I knew some theories. It was said that the marshal who was presiding over the war against Sweden was Irish and had served in the Irish Foreign Legion in France; the Russian Foreign Minister was a Westphalian. A graduate of the University of Jena; the commander of Russia's Royal Guards and the leader of the Queen's most trusted secret police, is a Courlander; the Russian Minister of Industry and Commerce is a Dutchman..."

With just a few words, the atmosphere of the banquet suddenly changed.

After hearing this, several old Russian nobles couldn't help but look at Count Osterman, who was sitting at the table near Liu Yu.

These simple words are an accurate description of the current situation in Russia. Not even a single Russian holds the real power in Russia.

Of course Count Ostermann understood who Liu Yu was talking about as a "Westphalian, a graduate of the University of Jena". There was nothing unpleasant about this, but he was a little nervous to know what Liu Yu wanted to do. say what.

Are you trying to sow discord between the Russian orthodox faction and the German party?

However, Liu Yu changed the topic and said with a smile: "This reminds me of an old incident in our country. That was during the Qin State two thousand years ago. Of course you know that in the end, King Qin unified China and was crowned emperor, but You probably don’t know that many important ministers of Qin are not from Qin.”

"For example, the Prime Minister of the State of Qin was a prisoner-of-war slave from the State of Yu, who was exchanged for five sheepskins; the Foreign Minister of the King of Qin was from the State of Wei, and was Qin's biggest enemy; the Director of Engineering of the King of Qin was from the State of Zheng; the King of Qin's The Prime Minister of the Privy Council is also a native of Wei..."