On the stage, the light changes, a row of Russian girls in red dresses with gorgeous feathers on their heads are dancing the cancan, in the unrestrained rhythm, the red skirts roll like ocean waves, and the long legs of snow-white stockings can almost kick the tip of their noses.

The Cancan is now the most popular dance in the nightclubs of Europe's red light districts, and the largest nightclub in Novosibirsk, "White Northern Salmon", has introduced a Chinese lighting system, making this dance more passionate and seductive.

Ye Zhao was invited by the deputy mayor Viscount Witte to come to the "White North Salmon" to watch the singing and dancing, looking at the ugly and ugly whistles of the pot-bellied Russians on the tables outside the club's dance floor, Ye Zhao shook his head and tasted the spicy vodka. No matter what the country, often some high-ranking officials and nobles are the first traitors, as long as they can keep the glory and luxury of life, they don't care who is ruled.

However, people such as Viscount Witt were not so easy to control, and I heard that he had taken in the wounded of the secret resistance group, but the gendarmerie did not want the situation to escalate, so they did not seriously pursue it.

Turning his head to look at this handsome middle-aged man with a curvy face, Ye Zhao liked him a little, and some people with noble character were easy to gain the respect of others.

The music with a strong Russian color fluttered, Ye Zhao and Viscount Werther clinked glasses lightly and smiled: "Valoga, if you can come to Yanjing one day, I will be very happy." "Viscount Werther's name is called Vladimir, Valoga is the name of a very close person, and in just a few days, Ye Zhao and him have become close friends.

Viscount Werther's deep eyes flashed with pain, it was obvious that he was not very good at hiding his feelings, and his current status was constantly tormenting him.

Ye Zhao nodded and said, "Maybe you think I'm hypocritical, but I hope that our friendship has nothing to do with the position of the country and the nation." ”

Viscount Witte was always amazed by the keen observation of this Russian-speaking Chinese, as if he could see into the hearts of others and always know what you really feel inside.

Viscount Witte smiled bitterly and said, "No, no, no, dear Wen, you are very sincere, and I am also glad to meet a friend from the Far East. ”

Ye Zhao said again: "Actually, I think, what is the country? As long as all citizens are equal, there will be no oppression and aggression, and perhaps in the future, we human beings will form a real federation, without war, and there will be freedom. ”

Viscount Werther's lips moved, he didn't agree with Ye Zhao's opinion.

Ye Zhao waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this, only talk about private affairs, don't talk about state affairs." ”

Viscount Witt bowed slightly, and clinked glasses with Ye Zhao.

"Haha, Mr. Viscount, it's an honor to meet you!" A pot-bellied Russian came to the side, his face was covered with meat, his name was Leonid, originally a powerful businessman in Novosibirsk, once assassinated competitors and notorious, the Chinese entered Novosibirsk, he became the most active among the pro-China faction, when the Chinese just entered the city, he organized citizens to welcome him, and now he is more active in assisting the Chinese military police (armed police) to arrest the resistance, is one of the most hated Russian annihilators by the resistance, and is also a member of the management committee of the Novosibirsk City Hall.

He and the chief of the police of the city of Novosibirsk, Boris? Vashadze, Deputy Mayor Trubetskoi and others have long been listed as the top assassination targets by the resistance.

Leonid had long heard about the Chinese living in Viscount Werther's house, and there were many Chinese merchants in Novosibirsk City, but there was only one who could live in the gendarmerie headquarters, and now that he had the opportunity, he naturally wanted to get acquainted.

Viscount Witte did not have a good impression of Leonid, but he still politely introduced Ye Zhao and Leonid to each other.

"Mr. Wen, it's an honor to meet you." When shaking hands with Ye Zhao, Leonid had a smile on his face, but Ye Zhao intuitively knew that this was a dangerous person.

Leonid was extremely talkative, and after a few words, he seemed to have become a close friend of Ye Zhao, and when he saw that Ye Zhao and Viscount Werther had Russian-made vodka in their glasses, he smiled and said: "Crude spirits, Mr. Wen must not be used to drinking them, I invite Mr. Wen and Mr. Deputy Mayor to taste my treasured good wine." He turned to the waitress and asked her to fetch the "Chinese spirits" he had stored at the bar.

After a while, the waitress hurriedly came with a plate, but it was Xinghua Village Fenjiu.

Among the liquors that China dumps overseas, Xinghuacun Fenjiu is the first brand, and as for Moutai and other liquors, it is just a small lotus that is beginning to show its sharp corners.

In Russia, the upper class has gradually become keen on Chinese goods, not to mention the occupied areas, the dignitaries are proud of owning Chinese products, and even the development of some deformities, such as alcohol, Chinese liquor and Volga are also good at winning, compared to the high-intensity Volga, Chinese liquor is afraid that it is not much appetite for the Russians, but drinking Chinese liquor has become their capital to show off.

Ye Zhao also thanked Leonid for his kindness, and said with a smile: "Thank you for this, I won't tell you anything, vodka is very good, but it's just too enjoyable, too spicy, and it's similar to your national surname." ”

Leonid laughed and said: "If you like it, speaking of the surname, Mr. Wen, compared to the subtlety of an oriental woman, the Russian woman's ** doesn't know that Mr. Wen likes it?" ”

Ye Zhao couldn't help but think of Shawa, smiled, and didn't squeak.

At this time, under the leadership of the foreman, a beautiful and tall Russian blonde girl with a slender hip and waist came and stood in front of the table of Ye Zhao and others, and the foreman with a bow bowed slightly to Leonid and said, "Mr. Shudlow, according to your orders, Natasha has agreed to serve you." ”

The blonde girl in a milky white short gauze skirt, with a graceful figure and long legs in black stockings looming, Leonid stared greedily at her body, swallowed hard, hesitated, and finally pointed at Ye Zhao and said, "Accompany my good friend Mr. Wen for a drink." "I feel this chagrin in my heart, but in order to get in touch with this Chinese businessman with deep strength, I can only endure the pain of love, you must know that for Natasha he has a lot of effort, and he has long taken a fancy to this beautiful dancer, Natasha was not a dancer when he first met Natasha, Natasha's father was his business partner, went bankrupt half a year ago, in order to make a living Natasha entered a nightclub and started a dancer, and was dissolved by her fiancé.

Leonid is a complete bastard, although it was not Natasha's father who he harmed was bankrupt, but he didn't help his partner for many years, but finally stepped on it, divided other people's property, and targeted other people's daughters, or rather, he was already thinking about this beautiful world niece, but he used to dream about it, and now the dream can come true, thinking about the scene of making love to this beautiful niece, he is full of heat, and he can't help himself.

However, the owner of this club is quite powerful, three months ago there were more Chinese businessmen into shares, Natasha, the increasingly popular courtesan, is okay to others, but he is extremely cold to him, he does not dare to use too strong, but in private small actions constantly, embarrass Natasha's family, create all kinds of trouble for them, etc., see that you can get your long-cherished wish, but now you want to get to know this Chinese, you can't leave the most beautiful courtesan in Novosibirsk by yourself, introduce other dancers to Chinese businessmen, Leonid weighed again, finally reluctantly cut love.

Leonid named two more courtesans, asked the foreman to call them, and accompanied him to chat with Viscount Witt and taste wine, feeling a little lost in his heart, but soon put this loss aside and talked with Ye Zhao more affectionately.

"Mr. Wen, with all due respect, Mr. Wen came to Novosibirsk, is he going to invest? I don't know what industry Mr. Wen is engaged in? Leonid asked with a smile, his eyes didn't know how, but he didn't dare to look at the Chinese businessman in front of him for too long, this feeling had never been felt before.

Ye Zhao said with a smile: "I do everything, I came to Siberia for a preliminary investigation, and I haven't thought about what industry to invest in." ”

Leonid said: "Mr. Wen thinks the return on investing in steel mills will be very good? I heard that Yanjing is planning to build this place into an industrial base in Siberia, and I don't know if this news is true and reliable. "In fact, if you really want to say that the construction of steel mills is not an overnight effort, coal resources are heard that local mining can be done, but iron ore transportation in the case of railway is not connected to become a problem, but if you invest in cement plants, local stone, sand, limestone, clay shale resources are extremely rich.

Leonid asked this mainly to explore the details of Chinese businessmen, after all, even if you invest in a small steel mill, it needs strong strength.

Viscount Witt shook his head and said, "It's better to be cautious in sensitive industries, so as not to be targeted by the guerrillas and lose all your money." ”

Ye Zhao smiled and said yes, Leonid glanced at Viscount Witt a few times, and scolded the old bastard in his heart, but after all, it was not good to tear his face with him, let alone go to the Chinese gendarmerie to denounce him, because the special care of Viscount Witte by the Chinese gendarmerie is obvious to all.

Without speculation, Leonid turned his head to talk to the courtesan beside him**, while Viscount Witt tasted the wine slowly, not paying much attention to the woman beside him.

Natasha helped Ye Zhao pour a glass of Chinese spirits and secretly looked at the Chinese.

Leonid did not pester her but asked her to sit with the Chinese, which made her very relieved, she was really a little afraid of Leonid, especially after gradually hearing about his shady business and ruthless methods, she learned that the amiable Uncle Shudlow turned out to be a vicious jackal.

She knew that she would probably be bullied and ravaged by this disgusting pig tonight, but for the sake of her family, she couldn't help but come to entertain him. I just hope that I can coax him to be happier and delay for a few more days before finding a way. Growing up in this environment, she gradually had to deal with the entanglement of some men, but even if she was touched by this former "uncle of the world", the feeling was disgusting. If there is really no way, she is already ready to dedicate herself to the big boss of the club and be the mistress of the big boss, which is more bearable than being possessed by Leonid.

But unexpectedly, the nightmare did not appear.

Although this Chinese man seems to be a good friend of Leonid's villain, he and Leonid are completely different people, calm and silent, and it feels extremely comfortable to sit next to him.

"Sir, you speak Russian very well." Natasha's voice is sweet, her long golden hair curled slightly, and her snow-white and delicate face is as charming as congealed milk, she seems to know what kind of smile is more charming and more attractive to men.

Ye Zhao smiled, and said that Shawa was a fool and didn't praise me so much, glanced at Natasha, and asked, "Aren't you cold?" ”

Natasha was stunned, shook her head, reached out to pick up the wine glass, and said with a sweet smile: "Sitting next to Mr., it seems to be baking a stove, it's very warm." ”

Ye Zhao and her gently clinked glasses, but saw that Natasha was dyed with shiny red nails, dark red and rich apple color, with a faint metallic luster, the sense of surname was incomparable, more tempting than red apples to take a bite, Ye Zhao smiled: "The nails are very beautiful." ”

Natasha blinked her deep blue eyes and said, "It's Chinese nail polish." ”

Rumors of the popularity of various types of nail polish originated in the Chinese court, and later became popular in China, and now in Russia, some of the nobles and upper class women and dancers in the red light district are becoming popular.

Nail polish in China? Ye Zhao smiled: "Yes, I haven't seen this color." "I think it is, a kind of naked sense of surname temptation, the wives in the family, even if they are the most pleasing to their own Jin Feng, but they also have their own solemnity, and they will not dye too frivolous phoenix oil.

Natasha stretched out her snow-white hand in front of Ye Zhao and asked, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Ye Zhao bowed slightly, and at this moment, a guard hurriedly entered, came to Ye Zhao's side, and whispered a few words in Ye Zhao's ear, Ye Zhao was stunned, then got up, and said to Leonid and Viscount Werther: "I have something to do, go first." Then he said to Leonid: "It is a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Shudlow. ”

Viscount Witt was not surprised, knowing that Ye Zhao was a busy man, he got up with a smile and shook hands with Ye Zhao and hugged goodbye.

Leonidech said: "This, Mr. Wen, am I neglecting you?" ”

Ye Zhao shook hands with him and said, "Mr. Shudeluo is too polite, so he will come to visit instead." ”

Leonid was relieved and laughed: "Then I will definitely welcome your distinguished guest with the best dishes." ”

Natasha couldn't hide her disappointment, but she could only smile sweetly and hug Ye Zhao goodbye, Ye Zhao was stunned, and she couldn't help it, rubbed on her face by her delicate and smooth face, and couldn't help but feel a strange feeling.

Hurriedly out of the club, got into the carriage and went straight to the headquarters of the West Siberian Regiment, because the guards had just announced that about two Russian infantry divisions had raided Petropavlovsk, and in just a few hours they had captured the city defended by only a small number of self-defense forces, the Free Commune was overthrown, and the Russian army reoccupied Petropavlovsk.

Obviously, the Russians did not want any buffer zone between them and the Chinese [***], let alone allow the Free Commune movement to grow.

The fundamental reason is that the Russian tsar and the high command clearly knew that the armistice would be unfavorable to Russia, and if the Chinese were allowed to operate in the southeast plain, and when they laid the railway network from the Chinese mainland to the southeast plain, a large number of Chinese immigrants would enter the southeast plain, and in the long run, Russia would lose this land forever.

Because the southeast plain alone can accommodate millions of Chinese immigrants, I am afraid that within ten years, Russians will become a minority population, and this land will be occupied by the Chinese forever.

Although the Chinese did not become arrogant as expected and did not advance all the way to the west, the Tsarist Russian army, which had accumulated a certain amount of strength, would certainly carry out a strategic counteroffensive.

The messages received at the headquarters also confirmed Ye Zhao's guess.

The entire headquarters is now brightly lit, and the telegraph room is ticking and ticking with a repetitive rhythm.

Ye Zhao paced, while Suna looked at the huge military map hanging on the wall, which was a map of the frontline position around Omsk.

The last telegram from Omsk reported that there had been a massacre in Petropavlovsk, and that the Russian army had hunted down members of the Free Commune, old and young, women and children, and had a bloody repression.

Subsequently, the telegraph was disconnected.

This is a frequent occurrence, Novosibirsk to Omsk, hundreds of kilometers apart, there is a large uninhabited barren area, and the telegraph line is often cut off by Russian partisans, and it is normal that it cannot be repaired for seven or eight days.

Ye Zhao lit a cigar, took a few puffs, and said, "The Russians will definitely take advantage of the ice to launch an offensive. ”

The ice period on the Irtysh River from Tobolsk to Omsk will continue until April next year, and the downstream section will not even thaw until May, and it is difficult to say when the Russians will launch a counterattack.

Suna silently looked at the defense line of Omsk, and on the defense line of nearly 100 kilometers around Omsk, the defense force of about 100,000 people of two army groups was deployed.

Although hundreds of kilometers of supply lines were required from the southeastern plain to the front line, the Russians were no different, and the Petropavlovsk to Kurgan railways were bombed, and most of them were done by the Russians themselves, including the Tsarist Axe Army and the Free Commune, who were once keen to sabotage the railway line.

However, the Russians are fighting on their own soil, and it is ten times easier for them to maintain the supply line than the [***] team in the middle of the country, especially when the weather is freezing and the Mongolian horses of the logistics command have frozen to death.

Ye Zhao snuffed out his cigar and said, "It seems that I have to stay a little longer." ”

Suna's eyes lit up and he said, "The master is strategizing, and this battle will be won." I thought about it, it was cold and snowy, and I had to bother my mother and mother. ”

Ye Zhao waved his hand and said with a smile: "You come to command, I will be a staff officer, the matchmaker has been praising you, don't disappoint me." ”

Suna hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Ye Zhao's gaze, he immediately hit a thousand and said loudly: "The slave will definitely live up to the master's expectations!" ”

has been following Ye Zhao as a guard since he was a child, and many habits are really difficult to change, just like a big man in the army like Harrich, Ye Zhao can only turn a blind eye.

…… I didn't sleep all night, studied the situation on the front line with Suna and other commanders of the command, and sent several telegrams to the capital, and when Ye Zhao returned to his residence, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

Pushing open the grand wooden doors of the lobby, the "Witte Castle" opens to a magnificent mahogany stone staircase that winds its way up, with a spacious living room on the left and a dining room on the right.

Now Ye Zhao and Viscount Witte get along closely, but it is not as clear as before, Viscount Witt even invited Ye Zhao to live in the bedroom on the second floor, saying that the bedroom on the second floor can have a bird's-eye view of the city, and it is more comfortable to live.

And Viscount and Mrs. Witt often had dinner with Ye Zhao on the first floor, and seeing that Ye Zhao did not have a long-term entourage by his side, he asked the maid to also take care of Ye Zhao's daily life, but refused to charge more than the rent.

Ye Zhao entered the music room, ready to listen to music to relax and go to rest.

The music room is about 40 square meters, with an elegant layout, hanging Chinese paintings of tigers, Chinese-made gramophones, Chinese-made pianos, yaoqin, and even sofas and coffee tables are all produced in oriental style China.

Ye Zhao heard that although Viscount Witte had long been wary of China's rise, Mrs. Witte was an authentic Chinese expert, extremely fascinated by oriental culture, and could even speak a few broken Chinese.

The music room was entirely furnished by Mrs. Werther, some of which were bought from the black market at high prices, and some of which were purchased when Chinese goods poured in after the Chinese occupied the Southeast Plains.

Sitting on the sofa and sipping tea, the gramophone sounded the first music of the magnificent ambush on all sides.

Ye Zhao was about to close his eyes and recuperate, but he felt that this song was quite suitable for his current state of mind.

The guard hurriedly handed over a piece of paper, Ye Zhao took it, frowned slightly, and said, "What is she doing?" "But it's Natasha's information, in addition to being in debt and being quite innocent, the family members have no contact with the resistance, but the previous fiancé is a member of the resistance, and he has not been arrested yet, but the two families have long since fallen out and have nothing to do with each other.

Look at the header of the document, from the Internal Affairs Bureau.

The Novosibirsk Internal Affairs Bureau is responsible for intelligence throughout Western Siberia, but although the periphery also employs a large number of Russians, the intelligence collection is far less efficient and accurate than at home.

The main task of the intelligence system in the occupied territories is probably to monitor some Russian dignitaries who serve the empire but have an ambiguous attitude, such as Viscount Werther, who are in fact under the close surveillance of secret agents.

But what is this Natasha doing when I go and check it out?

Seeing Ye Zhao frowning, Zheng Aqiao was startled, turned around and reprimanded: "You guys are really messing around!" "He just went to the headquarters with Ye Zhao, and he didn't know what the guards were doing.

It was the second-class guard Qu Nuan who sent the information, and seeing that the emperor was uncertain, he hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed again and again, and snorted: "Yes, it's the villain who deserves to die, and the villain makes his own decisions!" Damn the villain! Stretched out his hand and slapped himself twice, and said: "The little one is worried when he saw Miss Na coming, so I went to the Internal Affairs Bureau to check her details." ”

Zheng Aqiao said: "Miss Na is here? ”

Qu Nua said, "Yes, I came early this morning, and I am talking to the viscountess." ”

Zheng Aqiao scratched his head, smirked, and secretly glanced at Ye Zhao, not daring to speak.

Ye Zhao was a little helpless in his heart, and said, "You get up, do your duty, what are you kneeling for?" What does the palm mouth do? You're fined for a month! ”

"Yes, yes......" Qunuma kowtowed again.

It's awkward to see these guards kneeling and kowtowing in modern black tunics, but they can't tell them what they should do, and how a modern person can properly express his respect for himself.

And speaking of which, the palace guards have improved a lot compared to before, but they are too awe-inspiring to themselves, and it is inevitable that the guards are walking on thin ice.

Ye Zhao put down the teacup and said, "Yes, you all go down." Qu Nuan, go back to the medical officer and ask for a toothache medicine, just say what I said. ”

Qu Nuan followed Ye Zhao on an errand for the first time, and when he heard that the emperor knew his name, he was stunned, and then bowed down and retreated, but the excitement on his face could not be concealed.

(To be continued)