Zhukov's mood was also complicated, which can be seen from his attitude after hearing about this.

In fact, Zhukov also had similar ideas to Schikov, he felt that this was a test for the Western Military District, but also a test for himself, if this matter, their Western Military District could handle it properly, and he himself could handle it properly, it would be very beneficial to him in the struggle for the throne.

Therefore, regarding this incident, they must not only handle it properly, but also handle it beautifully.

This was a huge challenge for both Zhukov and Schikov.

As for Zhukov's next step, Schikov couldn't help but smile and said: "That's why I came to you, what do you think you should do?" ”

The ball was naturally thrown into Zhukov's hands, and the throw was perfect.

As Zhukov's boss, Schikov's approach was very decent, first, to show that he was good and willing to listen to the opinions of his subordinates, second, he could find out Zhukov's thoughts on this, and then make necessary corrections to his own ideas, third, to test Zhukov's attitude on this matter, so as not to offend the future tsar, and fourth, from the perspective of speculating on the tsar's thoughts, he also had to pay attention to Zhukov's opinions.

In short, Schikov has tied the front and back of the fence, and no matter what he does, he is in an advantageous position.

This guy, where is it like a general who is just a brave man, he is completely an old fox who is more shrewd than the old fox, it is indeed impossible to underestimate, no wonder Zhukov spent so long thinking about not being able to encircle this highly decorated general, this guy is indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Of course, Zhukov was not stupid, on the mind of Schikov. He also guessed a thing or two, but, after all, he was still young, and he seemed to have a long way to go if he was to fully comprehend the meaning of the old fox.

Zhukov stood up and walked over to the sand table placed in the marshal's mansion. Pointing to the direction in the sand table, he confidently said to Schikov: "Marshal, I think that the matter is very important, and I am afraid that it can be solved by our Western Military Region alone, and I propose to make suggestions to His Majesty in the name of the marshal and me, and on the one hand, the Western Military Region will immediately enter a state of emergency combat readiness." The whole army is ready to fight at any time, and at the same time, the relevant situation is reported to the two eastern and northern military regions, asking them to be prepared as well, in case of contingencies, and on the other hand, we must send messengers. Go to Germany, which had bad relations with Britain and France, to mediate and form an alliance with it. They are asked to send troops to contain the Anglo-French coalition forces, so that the Anglo-French coalition forces will not dare to act rashly, and then our army will take different countermeasures according to the further development of the actual situation. ”

His words have been hidden in his heart for a long time, and they have been contemplating for a long time. At this time, the words are endless, and there is a lot of courage to guide the country in the face of danger.

Schikov listened to Zhukov's words and secretly praised in his heart. Obviously, Zhukov's words were exactly what he wanted, and after this incident, he couldn't help but think highly of Zhukov, this son is really a little talented.

"Then have you ever wondered whether there is any inaccuracy in this information, the attack of Britain and France on our country is completely groundless, and this may be a deliberate act, as far as I know, Britain and France have always had good relations with our country, how could they suddenly launch an attack on our country, this is completely without any warning in advance." Schikov pointed.

This is the crux of the matter, of course, he will not express his doubts about the tsar in his heart, because that is a great crime of disrespect, not to mention, he can't joke with the fate of the whole country, so he is only a little instructive to Zhukov, as for what Zhukov will think, and what he will do, he is optimistic, and then improvise.

"Is this a false piece of information?" Zhukov said with a shocked expression.

There is really this possibility, Zhukov always felt that there was something wrong, and now a passage from Schikov reminded him, he felt that there was really such a possibility, if this was really false information, then many of their speculations made sense.

If it's false information, who is doing it on purpose, but what if they treat it as false information, and if they make a mistake in their inferences, and the false information turns out to be true again?

The matter became more and more confused, and Zhukov felt that his brain was dizzy.

And when Schikov saw that Zhukov suddenly burst out of his mouth with such a headless sentence, he wanted to laugh it off, and jointly persuaded Zhukov not to talk nonsense, but when he turned his head and thought about it, no, if this information is true or false, then how to say it.

Only then did Schikov think of the severity of the problem.

If this information is false, there are only two possibilities.

One possibility is that someone inside deliberately did it for a very malicious purpose, that is, to artificially create chaos to confuse the public, so as to achieve its ulterior purpose.

Another possibility, Schikov did not dare to think, although this possibility existed, he did not dare to think in this direction, but his thoughts involuntarily drifted in this direction.

In this way, things get complicated.

Schikov, who had always thought that he had the overall situation under control, also did not believe his own judgment, and he became a little confused and hesitant about how to deal with this matter.

His heart became even more unsettled.

However, his mood could not be expressed in front of Zhukov.

"It's impossible, if it's false information, then His Majesty won't give us a direct order, so we don't have to doubt it." Schikov waved his hand and said in an unquestioning tone.

Doubting the judgment of the tsar, that is, a great rebellion, such a stupid thing, Schikov will definitely not do it.

"In that case, what is the marshal's plan?" Zhukov said.

Zhukov also heard the implication of Schikov's words, so he changed the conversation and threw the final decision to Schikov.

Schikov is the boss, Zhukov is the subordinate, the subordinate asks the boss for a plan of action, that's normal, Zhukov knows what it means to be a subordinate, but, Schikov, what will he do as a boss.

And Schikov, naturally, had his considerations.

"I agree with what you said earlier, to put the Western Military Region into a state of emergency, but not to make a big fuss, to be loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and to achieve absolute secrecy, only a few people can know." Schikov said categorically.

This is how Schikov decided.

And Zhukov was a little surprised when he heard this decision, this decision was too simple, so simple that Zhukov felt that it was not at all like a way to deal with a fierce attack.

He wanted to say a few more words, but seeing Schikov's undeniable gaze, he retracted the words that came to his lips, he was a subordinate, a soldier, and he had to know how to obey.

"Yes, Marshal, I'll go back and prepare." Zhukov promised.

He can only promise now, is he still going to disobey orders, he is not so stupid.

"Very good, then you can prepare as much as possible, and then sort out a detailed report according to the deployment of the army, and I will present it to His Majesty." Schikov waved his hand and said.

He kind of made a summary of the matter.

When Zhukov heard this, he knew that today's conversation was probably over, and he could only say goodbye to Schikov with interest, and then hurried back to prepare for the deployment of the army.

Schikov looked at Zhukov's distant back, and couldn't help muttering: "Your Majesty is well-intentioned, but I don't know if that person can understand His Majesty's thoughts, if he can do it, he can be regarded as a good candidate." ”

After saying that, he couldn't help but shake his head, turned around and walked towards the inner room.

And after Zhukov left the Schikov Marshal's Mansion, he took a long breath, to be honest, he had reservations about Schikov's arrangement, he felt that this matter should not be dealt with so simply, this matter is a big deal, it is a big thing, how can it be so hasty, but, after all, the commander of the Western Military District is Schikov, and his order, Zhukov must obey, but, knowing that there is a problem in the order, Zhukov cannot pretend to turn a blind eye.

So, after thinking about it, Zhukov felt that he still had to report these problems to the tsar, otherwise, there would be big problems.

So, Zhukov made a careful analysis of the situation, and then listed his opinions clearly, and finally compiled a detailed report, which was submitted directly to the Tsar.

If Schikov had known about it, he would definitely have an idea, but when it came to national security, Zhukov couldn't take care of it so much.

However, after his report was handed over to the Tsar, it was lost in the sea, and the Tsar did not make a clear statement, and at this moment, Zhukov was in a hurry, seeing that Britain and France could launch an attack at any time, and with their Western Military Region being able to withstand the attack of the combined forces of the two countries, what could be done.

Zhukov is a bit of a hexamorph. (To be continued......)