The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Soothing Lesh Gritsenko, Vygowski looked at Stanislaw Potocki, Chechen and others, but he went straight back to the second floor without saying anything.

This seems to be Vygowski's silent dissatisfaction with Stanislaw Potocki or an order to evict him, but Stanislaw Potocki doesn't seem to care. He sat back on the sofa and continued to wait.

In the next three hours, one visitor after another went up and down on the second floor, but it was never Stanislaw Potocki's turn.

Henrik paced back and forth in the reception room impatiently, like an anxious duck.

Several times, Henrik persuaded his uncle to leave, but Stanislaw Potocki turned a deaf ear.

And Chechen, he just stood behind the old man loyally and faithfully.

Finally, when the last guest left, the butler finally told Stanislaw Potocki that the host had time to see them.

Stanisław Potots got up. He sorted his clothes, checked every detail of his body, and then strode up the stairs and walked into Wigowski's study.

The door behind him was closed by the butler, Stanislaw Potocki sat down in the chair in front of the large desk, Chechen and Henrik stood behind.

In front of them, of course, was the clerk of the Cossack Emirate, Ivan Wigowski.

Wigowski buried his head in the sea of ​​Wenshan books on the desk, which made Chechen only see his head with a hat at first sight, but not Wigowski's face.

Chechen was waiting to say hello to Vygowski to inform Stanislaw Potocki of the arrival, when Vygowski raised his head.

Wigowski's face was full of fatigue, but his eyes were full of energy.

"This is a tireless person." Cheer Chen thought in his heart.

"This is a person with a strong desire for power." Stanislaw Potocki also thought in his heart.

"Your Excellency Stanislaw Potocki," Vygowski inserted the quill pen back into the ink bottle, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. The Chief is dead. There are many things to be processed and to be processed. One by one is waiting for me to sign and approve. There are so many guests, I have to deal with some documents when the guests leave. Oh, yes. You two young people Please sit down too, please sit down."

"No, clerk. I didn't wait too long." Stanislaw Potocki said with a smile.

Chechen and Henrik glanced at each other, and then sat down in the place Vygowski designated for them.

The leather seat is very soft, and Cheerchen feels his buttocks sink three or four centimeters as soon as he takes a seat.

Then, Vygowski apologized to Stanislaw Potocki for the rudeness of Lesh Gritsenko: "Three, I'm really sorry for what happened just now. There are many in the Cossacks who haven't seen it. The rough people in the world lack education. But as a clerk, I have to deal with them all the time. Especially now that the warchief is dead, everyone is panicked. They hope to get some comfort and advice from me, so they all Come to me."

"Your Excellency Wigowski, I can understand. After all, our Polish image in the Cossacks is not good, and many people hate us. You have to consider your prestige among the Cossacks, and you have no alternative but to neglect us. "Stanislaw Potocki said for Vigowski.

Wigowski laughed. He thanked Stanislaw Potocki for his reasonableness.

"However," Stanislaw Potocki went slightly to show that what he was going to say was extremely important: "We passed the house of Team Leader Bao Hong before we came to you, and his place is comparable to yours. It’s still lively."

Wigowski's face changed, but immediately he returned to normal.

"Bao Hong is the hero of the Cossacks, he is naturally more popular than me." Wigowski laughed and laughed a little.

Then, after another round of greetings between you and me, Vygowski looked at the tolling bell on the side wall of the room. He finally said straightforwardly to Stanislaw Potocki: "Then Stanislav Your Excellency Wav Potocki, why did you come to see me today?"

"Your Excellency, I am here today for the peace of Ukraine." Stanislaw Potocki said. The old man doesn't mean anything.

"Peace in Ukraine?" With a smile on Vygowski's face, he said formulaically: "His Excellency Stanislaw Potocki, Ukraine is at peace now under the protection of our Cossacks. "

"Your Excellency~www.readwn.com~ I don't think you need to talk about these false clichés." Stanislaw Potocki said: "There are only three of us here, and we can open the skylight to speak up. Presumably you also know my intentions. The conflict between the Republic and the Cossacks has been around for nearly ten years, and both countries are exhausted because of this war. The Cossacks had to raise the flag against the bad nobles for freedom and power. , His Majesty King Kazimierz knows this. All the time, His Majesty the King hopes to use peaceful means to resolve the hatred between the two parties and allow Ukraine to return to the Republic. And this is a matter of benefit to both parties. You I am a wise man, and I should have seen it. In the past ten years, both the Republic and the Cossacks have caused great harm to the other side, but neither side can completely defeat the other side, which has caused the worst lose-lose. The situation. The situation has developed to this point. Who is the winner? Unfortunately, the Republic and the Cossacks are complete losers. Only Tsarist Russia and the Kingdom of Sweden and the Crimean Khanate have benefited."

What Stanislaw Potocki said are facts, and they are also the views of sensible Cossacks such as Vygowski.

After listening to Stanislaw Potocki's words, Vygowski lowered his head and remained silent for a moment.

Finally, when he raised his head again, Vygowski looked up like never before. He asked: "Your Excellency Stanislaw Potocki, you are indeed a wise man. I am not surprised that you can see so thoroughly. Yes, brother Yan Qiang will only benefit outsiders. But I want to know. Now, do the Polish nobles regard the Cossacks and the Ukrainian people as brothers instead of serfs? How can King Kazimierz bridge the hatred accumulated over the years of civil war between the two sides?"