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Although she was in a very different state of mind than yesterday, Olga got the power she wanted, her husband signed the order, and now the battle order was signed by the king and the queen together, and the army had no reason to refuse, and the queen decided to go to the army herself.

Olga is already very clear about her situation, she is just being overshadowed by a few gentlemen who she thought she had co-opted, these gentlemen are very bold and boldly deceive their superiors and subordinates, because the other party has no fear, even if it is exposed, no one can do anything with them. And they didn't expect it to go so well, they originally planned to start the operation in advance once they were discovered by the queen, but the queen never found out.

The queen is too busy, and when she is busy, she can only communicate with a few high-level executives, and as a result, the information is all monopolized by these high-level executives, and she can only know what the other party wants her to know. But she has already figured out that this is not her personal ability, but her identity, and she cannot be recognized by these Chinese as a Russian woman.

But she is not powerless to resist, as long as she enters Moscow, becomes the tsar, and controls the power of the whole of Russia, then the Urals will still be hers, and Assam will also be hers. To put it bluntly, it's just because she has no roots. Back then, Catherine the Great, as a German woman, didn't she also have no roots in Russia, and finally became a generation of heroes.

Until now, she still doesn't know the Chinese's schemes, and she doesn't care anymore, just like her husband said, there is nothing in the world to disturb metrics, and she knows too much, which may not be good. Since the other party does not make political demands on her, it means that the other party does not think that she needs to get political benefits from herself. When they want to mention it, whether they agree or not depends on the situation at the time, she doesn't care about the stage and behind the scenes, she only does what she wants to do, as if the play is sought after on stage, the audience is happy, and she is happy, and she doesn't need to care about the mood of the theater owner, at that moment on the stage, it belongs to the protagonist.

So she thinks what her husband said is very reasonable, true or false, don't need to take it seriously, just be happy. She is the protagonist now, and she doesn't care if the boss who pushed her to the stage will get enough rewards, let alone when she becomes the boss.

If she wants to be able to go from a front-stage drama to a behind-the-scenes boss, whether she can become a Russian tsar is a crucial step.

She decided to follow her husband's advice and firmly believe that it was not someone else who asked her to be a tsar, but that she was going to be a tsar. Just like in and out of the play, whether it is the characters on the stage or the audience, she forgets the people behind the scenes, this is her own stage.

But this stage is not in the Urals, but in Russia on the other side of the Volga, so she patiently watched the Chinese perform here.

Seeing her nervous husband, she sent the army to the other side of Saratov to say goodbye to his men.

At this time, it was the winter of 1848, the Urals had snow, but the river was not completely frozen, the river was flowing with ice floe, the east wind blew from the Ural Mountains, 300,000 troops erected countless military flags, hunting in the wind, the sound of the wind, the sound of the water blended here.

Suddenly, the nervous King Zhou Chun closed his eyes with a wine glass, and the officers around him suddenly quieted down.

Queen Olga knew that her husband was coming poetically, and she listened patiently.

Sure enough, her husband began to use a slow, but subdued accentuation, and read a poem in one breath, and after reading it, his cheeks were already red, and he didn't know whether it was blown by the cold wind or excited.

Osan wind and snow play the beard;

The tide of the Fu River is an ice flower.

Don't love Han Tu to cross the Russian side?

Just because her husband promised the country.

"How, how?"

After reading it, Zhou Chun eagerly asked, this is his most proud moment, when he finishes a poem, he is often happier than he has achieved some political achievements.

"Good poetry!"

"Brilliant pen!"

"Great!"

A sycophant sounded.

"I can't see it!"

Olga was going to spoil the fun at this time.

Zhou Chun was not annoyed, beckoned, and the maid who came with him immediately poured his wine glass full of alcohol.

Zhou Chun walked up, hugged Olga very rudely in public, and stuffed the wine glass to her mouth like a boudoir playing.

Olga drank the glass of liquor with a red face, feeling only feverish, but not uncomfortable, the Russian woman's alcohol consumption, to put it mildly, was better than most of the people in this group.

"What do you think about the lady?"

Seeing that his wife finished drinking, Zhou Chun asked.

Olga said: "The words are good, but they are not strong enough, and perhaps they should be changed." ”

Zhou Chun smiled: "Please teach the lady." ”

Olga said: "How about playing the Hu Ji to changing it to a drum army?" How about the sound of the pan-ice flower changing to cover the tide? I won't change the last two sentences, you can change them yourself! ”

Zhou Chun laughed: "It's a good change!" ”

Then chant in one gulp:

Osan Wind and Snow Drums and Soldiers,

The sound of the tide on both sides of the Fu River.

Where is the Han army going?

Wang Shi entered Russia with one million.

"The ancients are a teacher, and the lady can be my teacher!"

After saying the joke, he laughed.

Laughing and laughing, he cried again.

After reading the sentence, a few people came back to fight in ancient times, and a long gesture came down:

"Gentlemen, the lonely king is here to bid farewell, and he will wait for the return of the monarchs again in the future!"

Zhao Rang led all the senior officers to stand up and salute, and then ordered: "Go to the battle!" ”

The majestic sound of the military horn immediately sounded, urging the recruits to open up, the kind of Mongolian trombone that was one zhang long, there were three thousand strong men blowing, and the whining sound was endless. Three thousand people lined up on the banks of the Volga River, quite imposing.

The drums also sounded, also three thousand cowhide drums, and the shirtless Russian strong men hammered without hesitation, and in the sound of the drums, the infantry stepped on the ferry at the pier.

The military train sounded its whistle and also drove slowly towards the ferry.

Olga wore a Russian dress, always solemn, and watched the people and cars slowly cross the Volga, and then returned to the station with a group of high-ranking generals and the king.

Except for the king, everyone else was to cross the river by special train and go straight to Moscow, where they would stay and coordinate with the Russian army.

The officers had boarded the special train, the steam engine had been started, black smoke was emitting, and a splendid carriage remained on the station, surrounded by a group of elite sergeants escorting it.

The king and his wife are saying goodbye.

Zhou Chun stroked his wife's face, rarely serious.

"If we can't beat others, we'll come back. Even if it's you, come back! Here I am. ”

Olga hummed softly, then hugged her husband.

Soon found out that her husband was not honest, Olga quickly let go and gave her husband a blank look, this is really a shapeless person.

"I'm leaving!"

Olga tidied up her clothes and said.

Zhou Chun leaned back in his chair and nodded.

"Your Majesty, the military chariot is gone, are you still watching?"

The coachman asked.

Zhou Chun closed his eyes: "What's there to see, a group of people who go to kill and be killed!" ”

He couldn't help but grieve and didn't say anything all the way.

After the army crossed the Volga, Olga suddenly felt a different feeling, like a bird escaping the cage, she was out of the control of the Chinese, but there was a slight sense of tension, she was marching on a land that might belong to her in the future or spurn her.

Olga has its own exclusive cabin, a whole carriage, bedrooms, lavatories, galleys. Those high-ranking generals were in the other carriage, and they were already busy at this time, ready to deal with possible changes, in fact, they were just emergencies, and there was nothing really going to happen.

Olga changed into casual clothes, sat on the sofa in the bedroom, asked the maid to open the curtains, and looked at the snowflakes falling outside the window, the ground was already covered with a thin layer of white, she was dressed very thinly, the contrast between the warm bedroom and the outside world of the snow, reflected in her heart, there was a different feeling, but after seeing too much such a scene, she would also feel bored.

She ordered her attendants to invite the Minister of War to come.

Zhao Rang came in wearing a yellow woolen coat, and it was clear that the officers' war room was not as warm as the queen's bedroom.

The maid was very clever and helped Zhao Rang take off his thick coat and hang it on the wall. Under the coat is still a military uniform, still a woolen military uniform, printed and dyed blue.

"You may be seated!"

Zhao Rang gave a military salute, and then generously sat down on the sofa opposite the queen.

"Aren't you afraid?"

The queen asked as she watched the maid pour Zhao Rang a cup of hot tea and motioned for him to drink tea.

Zhao Rang smiled: "Why are you afraid, what are you afraid of?" ”

The queen sneered: "You are very bold, are you not afraid that when you go to Moscow, I will cooperate with the tsar and arrest you?" ”

Zhao Rang said: "Your Majesty is joking, you are our queen, didn't we go to Moscow on your orders, if you want to arrest me, you don't have to cooperate with the tsar." ”

The queen snorted: "Then what if I really order you to go to Poland to support the Russian army?" ”

Zhao Rang said: "The king's life is difficult! ”

Olga didn't believe it in her heart, she was just expressing a possibility, if she didn't cooperate, it would make the other party very troublesome.

"What do you Chinese emperors want, the kings tell me that China has no intention of annexing Russia. So you need me as a puppet, huh? ”

Zhao said, "You're not a puppet. ”

Olga said: "Then what am I?" ”

Zhao Rang said: "According to the king's words, you are going to be Wu Zetian!" ”

Olga said: "Do I do Wu Zetian?" Interesting, so what do you get? ”

She thought of her husband saying that she wanted to be Li Longji.

Zhao said: "Your status is where China's interests lie. You don't have to ask me why, because I don't understand either. ”

Olga gave up her plan to listen to the news from this king's close courtier, and the more she knew, the more upset she became, and she was also inclined to believe that the Chinese really just wanted her to be a female tsar, as for the reason, maybe because of the psychological identity brought by marriage, or wanted to let the Russian tsar slowly bring Chinese blood through herself.

"You also make a poem, haven't you been touched by this situation and this scene?"

Zhao Rang shook his head: "I don't have Your Majesty's talent. ”

Olga insisted: "The king's poems are always different from the general's poems. ”

Zhao Rang was disrespectful, and he could still do the poems that should be used for the occasion, but it was just a play on words.

"Take the iron horse, don't go to the country. White frost land, into the Russian sky. Follow the queen and take over the country. Think of your homeland and look at the Central Plains! ”

Olga clapped her hands: "Sure enough, the king's poem is different from the general's poem. But you've just started your journey and you're starting to fall in love with your family? The Chinese are really not suitable for joining the army. ”

Zhao Rang sighed: "Your Majesty, forgive me, it has been a year since Weichen left his homeland. ”

Olga sighed: "It's been more than a year since I left home. I also miss the Russian court. So what are you thinking, your wife? ”