Menshikov immediately issued an order to arrest the two men.
All inns and inns throughout Tsarist Russia received this order.
But what is strange is that these two people seemed to have disappeared from the world.
At first, Menshikov felt that he wanted to clear up the thoughts of the two people and let them know about it? This is of course very possible, but in the past few days, he felt that something was getting more and more wrong.
A bad premonition kept lingering in his mind.
"Did you catch me? Are you all a bunch of trash!"
Menshikov is going crazy.
It's been so many days and I haven't seen anyone! He even doubted his control over Tsarist Russia. Did something go wrong?
"Marshal, I really can't find anyone..."
"Yeah, they definitely didn't go in the direction of Longyan!"
"Yes, otherwise we can catch him even if he turns into ashes!"
Menshikov felt a little irritated.
But he still heard one key point, that is, the two people did not go in the direction of Long Yan?
What does this mean?
Suddenly his whole body was shaken, and his eyes flashed with light.
"Not in the direction of Long Yan, hurry up, hurry up, give the order to arrest him in the direction of Osman!"
"Othman!"
Everyone looked at each other.
Suddenly, their expressions changed greatly. Why? Because the current king of Osman is the younger brother and fan of Long Yan and Liu Zheng! This is something almost everyone in the world knows! So in this case, if the father and son of the Qian family are...
If they are fleeing towards the Ottoman Empire, then the matter is very serious! That means that they did not flee because they were afraid of Menshikov cleaning them up. It was because they were originally sent by Long Yan!
They were originally Liu Zheng’s people!
This thought made Menshikov feel bad.
"You bastard, you bastard!"
He couldn't help but roar.
If that's the case...
Then this matter is not simple!
but.
Who is Menshikov? He is certainly not a simple person to have gotten to this point in Tsarist Russia. The first thing he considered was the issue of military rations!
Military rations!
He couldn't help but take a deep breath, with complicated eyes flashing in his eyes.
The issue of military rations is simply too important to Tsarist Russia! If something goes wrong with this convenience, even Peter may not be able to protect him!
He stood up in such a hurry and walked around that he couldn't even care about the beauties around him.
"Quick, quick, get some generals here!"
Menshikov gritted his teeth.
The people under my command don't know what's going on. It's determined by their position, they don't think so much, and they don't think of it. This is the difference in the structure.
Soon, several generals under Menshikov came to Menshikov's mansion one after another.
"Marshal, what's going on?"
"The marshal suddenly called us here because..."
These people all have a very high status in the military, especially in the city defense army of St. Petersburg, where they also control many people.
Menshikov has given these days many benefits and wealth over the years.
So......
Now it's time to use them.
Menshikov looked around coldly: "Generals, the critical moment is coming soon!"
A group of people looked at each other.
Critical moment?
What critical moment?
Menshikov smiled coldly: "The Qian family and his son fled Tsarist Russia, which illustrates a problem. Sooner or later, there will be problems with military rations!"
"What?"
The expressions of a group of people changed drastically.
Military rations!
Everyone knows how important this batch of military rations is to Tsarist Russia! This is the military ration for the decisive battle! Once there is a problem, the entire Tsarist Russian army will be destroyed!
Menshikov took a deep breath: "Everyone, you have also benefited a lot from this military ration issue..."
"this......"
"marshal!"
"What do we do?"
"Is there any remedy?"
remedy?
Menshikov smiled coldly.
Now that this is the case, are you still thinking about a remedy?
"Everyone, if this matter really involves us, this will definitely be a death sentence!"
Menshikov is not exaggerating.
For a moment, all the generals who came to the scene forgot to breathe.
capital offense!
"so......"
A cold light flashed in Menshikov's eyes: "We must make a foolproof plan!"
Everyone's expressions changed drastically.
A surefire solution?
What is the surefire solution?
Menshikov actually made it very clear.
How to avoid the death penalty? There is only one way, and that is to rebel!
That is to kill Peter the Great!
That is to firmly control St. Petersburg!
There is no other way than this!
So, Menshikov, I want to have a big one!
Still no sound of breathing.
In fact, everyone knows that with the aging of Peter the Great and Menshikov's increasingly uncontrollable desires, this day seems to be coming sooner or later. It's just a matter of seeing if it can succeed.
But......
Do they have any room for objection? They are already on Menshikov's ship! There is only one way to go.
There is a saying that goes like this, since you have chosen to dance with the devil, you can only wait until his dance is over.
So no matter how crazy Menshikov is, they have to follow suit.
"Marshal, it's time to prepare as soon as possible!"
"We listen to the marshal!"
"Today's Tsarist Russia is indeed..."
A group of people are helpless.
Only then did Menshikov laugh.
Peter, Peter...
Don't blame your brother for being ruthless to you, I really have no choice.
...
Osilev, when he heard the news of the departure of the Qian family and his son, he was also excited.
Of course, there are also worries.
What he was worried about was that the Qian family father and son had escaped, and he also realized that they might have played tricks on the issue of military rations! But what was exciting was that if there was really a problem with the military rations, then...
Menshikov, it’s really over!
He's finished!
He was so excited that he couldn't sleep for several days. He began to secretly contact the people in the committee. He felt that Menshikov must be brought down this time!
today.
It was the first time the members of their committee actually met, but even so, they still wore their own masks and did not dare to reveal their true colors.
More than a dozen people.
Sitting in Osilev's living room, the atmosphere was still a bit tense.
Osilev knew that the status of these people in St. Petersburg was definitely not low, but even so, they were still afraid of Menshikov's power.
He didn't even dare to show his face.
"Everyone..."
As the chairman of the committee, Osilev could not help but speak: "This time is our best opportunity! There will never be such a good opportunity again! Everyone, are you ready?"