Li Xiaofeng felt that Brusinov's worries were completely superfluous, he had seen too many people with bad tempers, how bad could it be? Can you be more fucked up than Stalin? Anyway, Li Xiaofeng thinks that he is not even afraid of the most fucked up Iron Man in the party, and he can also be afraid of a mere former officer.

The reason why he was worried that a certain immortal might have a conflict with Eberhardt was not only because Eberhardt had a bad temper, but more importantly, he felt that a certain immortal had a bad temper. Can there be anything good about letting two grumpy guys come together?

Brusinov had planned to let his son Alexander run an errand to help introduce the fish to avoid harming the fish in the pond. But a certain immortal insisted on letting him go out in person. The reason is that since it is a visit, it is necessary to complete the number of courtesies, and it is more respectful to be introduced by Brusinov.

After the October Revolution, with the Bolsheviks coming to power, the old aristocracy, the old bureaucracy and the bourgeoisie were unlucky, and all their property was confiscated, and even more tragically, they were swept away. Unfortunately, Eberhardt was both an old nobleman and an old officer, and he was a very senior one. So the impact on him was not small.

His small estate on the outskirts of Petrograd was sacked, and all his valuables, including the silver cutlery used for banquets, were confiscated, and all the furs, soft silks, and even velvet quilts were taken away by the mud legs.

The small cottage that was originally like that was still like that stood strong except for a large door, and there was not even a wardrobe left. Of course, on these luxuries. Eberhardt wasn't particularly memorable. If you don't have it, you won't have it. It's good enough to save his life, and the mud-legged people haven't robbed him of his ancestral home, at least.

The only thing that made Eberhardt more uncomfortable was that his German blackback and a two-year-old thoroughbred pony were also ruthlessly taken away. For a depressed old man like him, it was even more uncomfortable than killing him outright, and it was these two animals that accompanied him through this difficult time from his dismissal in July 1916. Without the dogs and horses, Eberhardt felt that this world was completely unworthy of memorial.

Anyway, Eberhardt didn't see much hope, and before leaving the Black Sea Fleet, the hypocritical Grigorovich also awarded him the Order of the White Eagle with two swords. But even he knew it. This medal is to send Hanako change, which means nothing more than to let him collect the money and quickly disappear as a bastard.

He was furious at what had happened to him, and at the worst of the Black Sea Fleet, he held the situation back and brought back life to the old fleet, which was completely unregarded by the Germans. He felt that he deserved a little courtesy, rather than being sent away like a beggar.

And what made him most angry and chilling was not the attitude of the Admiralty, but even more chilling were the officers he had worked so hard to bring out—the little angry young man who had just graduated from the military academy for less than two years, attacked him for being weak, conservative, and lacking courage to lead them to victory. Mid-ranking officers denounced him for leading the navy in a way that was too harsh, too detail-oriented, and unscrupulous. Up and down hit his little report. They all wanted to get rid of him.

Truth be told, that's what chills Alberhardt the most. He poured great enthusiasm into the fleet and for all the officers and men, and set high standards and strived to train them into true naval officers.

And these white-eyed wolves don't know what to do, the young angry young man only thinks about dreaming, only thinking about being a hero, and one by one he can't wait to enter Constantinople and capture Mehmed V alive, isn't this Nima dead, see if the British and French have made a bargain in the Dardanelles!

As for those middle-level officers, they are a bunch of old fritters, who are more willing to be promoted and get rich than war, and they don't have much favor for heavy training, they prefer to maintain the elegance of the navy and make their lives more comfortable.

It can be said that when the elder Eberhardt left the Black Sea Fleet, he left with a wounded and broken heart. After returning to Petrograd, he subconsciously avoided everything in the navy and anesthetized himself with the life of a flying eagle.

And now, the only bit of narcotics had been ruthlessly deprived by the Bolsheviks, so for Eberhardt any Bolshevik was unwelcome, especially the one who looked like a dog. For example, a certain immortal happens to be like this, the young man is proud of holding power, and this guy is already flamboyant, and he is eye-catching wherever he goes.

"This is Andrey. General Eberhardt's residence? ”

To tell the truth, although he thought that Eberhardt's life would be difficult before he came, Li Xiaofeng still felt a little bit like that when he really saw the scene of this family's four walls. In any case, Eberhardt is also a real soldier, and he can be regarded as a contribution to Russia, and now he is so miserable, it is really unbearable.

Brusinov said nothing about this, and the old officers who did not cooperate with the Bolsheviks, especially those with the attributes of the old aristocracy, did not do very well as far as he knew. Some of them have reached the point of living on the streets.

Of course, the fate of this part of the poor worm has to be told separately. Among the old officers, those who knew the times had long since switched to the Bolsheviks, and those who were smarter had already taken care of their good fortune and fled abroad, and those who were more daring fled directly to the Don Valley and became the White Army. The rest of these unlucky ones are either extremely bad brains, or they are mixed up and waiting to die, for such people, even Brusinov will not be too sympathetic.

Of course, Eberhardt's situation is more peculiar, at least Brusinov knows that this old thing is neither running away nor joining the White Army, he is already completely disappointed in the army, and is ready to break the jar.

Brusinov felt a little sorry for this, because he felt that Eberhardt was still very talented, but it was a pity that he did not deal with the bureaucratic superiors, otherwise he would have achieved even more.

Brusinov was sighing, but the face of Eberhardt, who was standing at the door of the house, was getting worse and worse, especially when he saw Brusinov. Naturally, there was no hatred between the two old men, and to Eberhardt's displeasure, he recognized Brusinov. For the people of the Army. He never had a good face. Not to mention the fact that when he found out that Brusinov was mixed with the Bolsheviks.

Alberhardt didn't know what Brusinov and a certain immortal meant. But instinctively he didn't want to deal with the two, he really wanted to lock the door and close the door. But when the mud-legged men rushed in to rob before, they had broken the lock, and the only purpose of this beautiful oak gate was to show off.

Since the gate did not have the role of a greeting, Alberhardt was determined to replace the role of the gate with his own face, and he looked at Brusinov and a certain immortal viciously with a tiger face. It's almost impossible to put a sign around your neck that no one should approach.

Brusinov sighed in his heart, this was a big reason why he didn't want to deal with Eberhardt, this guy was too temperamental, a bit moody, especially after he was deposed, it was even more unpredictable. Brusinov felt that this guy was like a time bomb, and God knows when it will explode, so he decided to be a little more careful.

Brusinov tried to squeeze out a smile and greeted in the most kind tone: "Hello! Andre. Augustovich ......"

In Brusinov's opinion, he took the initiative to say hello with his old face. Alberhardt had to be a little more reserved, even if it was weird, and he had to save a little face. But what Brusinov didn't expect was this. This old guy is really faceless.

I saw Eberhardt sneer: "I'm not good, not good at all!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Brusinov didn't know how to talk to Lu Dao, and it didn't seem appropriate to ask what was wrong with this thing, but it didn't seem to be okay to pretend not to hear......

Just when Brusinov had a headache about how to talk, Eberhardt said to himself: "Alexey. Alekseevich, I heard that you took refuge with the Bolsheviks...... What, you're here to see my jokes? ”

Brusinov was also unhappy for a while, although there were deep reasons for his defection to the Bolsheviks. In a sense, he is the same as Eberhardt is a frustrated person, everyone is in a circle, as for the cynicism as soon as they meet?

And Brusinov thinks that you Eberhardt is not loyal, and after Nicholas II stepped down and after he stepped down, he didn't see you worrying about the country and the people, the same is eating and waiting for death. What qualifications do you have for fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter!

Suddenly, Brusinov couldn't help but shoot back: "You are really ridiculous!" ”

Well, Eberhardt was already holding back his anger, so he didn't blow up directly, standing on the steps, he jumped to his feet and scolded: "No matter how ridiculous I am, I won't go along with the robbers, you old bastard who helps the abuse!" You deserve hell! ”

It can be said that the situation has just developed in the direction of saber rattling. If it weren't for the fact that there was a Li Xiaofeng standing next to him, and let these two old men choke a few words, they would have to hit their heads and break their blood.

"Ahem!" Li Xiaofeng hurriedly coughed, interrupting Brusinov's counterattack, he took a step forward and asked, "Andrey. General Augustovich, we have come to you for business. Are you mistaken? ”

Eberhardt glanced at Li Xiaofeng suspiciously, then turned to Brusinov and asked, "Who is this little brat?" Your grandson? ”

Brusinov snickered in his heart, although he didn't like Eberhardt, but this old guy was still quite cute sometimes, and he took advantage of someone for nothing.

As for a certain immortal, his face immediately turned black, he really wanted to fight back immediately, "your uncle", but reason told him that he had to be patient, if he exploded regardless of it, then there was no need to talk about anything next, just start fighting!

Fortunately, Brusinov was secretly happy, but not unscrupulous, and immediately introduced: "This is Andrei. Petrovich. Mr. Sbenosky, who is the chairman of the Petrograd Cheka Committee......"

Eberhardt interrupted Brusinov's introduction with a cold snort, "You really got mixed up with the Bolsheviks!" ”

Brusinov really felt that the egg hurt, this old guy is more difficult to deal with than before! He looked at a certain immortal beside him and gave him a look.

Li Xiaofeng knew very well that Brusinov was asking: "See, this thing is this stinky virtue, do we still need to contact him?" ”

Li Xiaofeng took a deep breath and suddenly "interjected": "Alexey. Alexievich. General Brusinov is now the General Adviser of the All-Russian Soviet Central Military Committee. Responsible for participating in and assisting us in the formation and training of the Red Army...... The Central Military Commission was quite satisfied with his excellent work. We hope to cooperate with him more deeply and more friendly! ”

At first glance, Li Xiaofeng's words seem a little clueless. But the two old men next to him understood. A certain immortal is propping up Brusinov. is elevating the status of the old man, indirectly fighting back against Eberhardt's statement of collusion, and of course, indirectly waking up Eberhardt.

Eberhardt really glanced at Brusinov, of course, only at it, and immediately the old guy said with disdain: "I don't care what his identity is, he has a dime to do with me!" Tell you, don't think that you can take away my house under the banner of the Cheka and some military commissar! This is the ancestral home of our Eberhardt family. No one can take it from the descendants of the Eberhardt! ”

Li Xiaofeng and Brusinov glanced at each other, and they finally understood why the old man's emotions were so excited. Brusinov sighed and said, "We're not interested in your house, we're looking for you for something else!" ”

Eberhardt glanced at Li Xiaofeng and Brusinov, in fact, he knew just now that these two people were not here to take advantage of it, although he was hiding in the countryside, it did not mean that he did not care about what happened in Petrograd. How could the chairman of Petrograd Cheka and the general adviser of the Military Commissar fall in love with his ancestral home?

To put it bluntly, as long as these two people are willing, the villas of other princes and nobles can be said casually. And even if they have their eye on this ancestral house. There is no need to come to the door to ask for it in person, just snap your fingers. Some of them rushed in to chase people.

Anyway, Eberhardt knew very well that these two people must have other intentions, and they were probably still good things for him. However, he Eberhardt is also a face-saving person, and now he is so miserable that he is easy to be looked down upon. In order to save face, he had to hold up the field, at least not to make people see the jokes.

"What's the matter with me!" Eberhardt asked, blocking the door.

Li Xiaofeng somewhat saw the purpose of pretending to be crazy and stupid, but he didn't break it, for people who really have the ability, a certain immortal didn't mind letting it go. And this old man is old enough to be his grandfather, even if he speaks in a bad tone, he can't rush up and beat people, right?

"That's how you behave?" Li Xiaofeng asked calmly, "Is this how you block the door to communicate with guests?" ”

Alberhardt's face twitched, and he said angrily, "You guys are fart guests, are there any guests who come to the door to grab things?" ”

Li Xiaofeng was still very calm, and said with a smile: "If you like to dwell on such trivial things, then I can only say that your losses may never be recovered!" ”

Eberhardt's eyes widened and asked, "If I let you in, you're going to let those mud legs return my property?" ”

"Can't!" Li Xiaofeng replied with a smile.

Eberhardt was so angry that he coughed violently, and while coughing, he angrily scolded, "Then why do I want to invite you in!" ”

Li Xiaofeng still replied with a smile: "If you don't invite me in, you will never be able to recover your losses, and even lose more!" ”

Eberhardt roared furiously, "Are you threatening me? ”

Li Xiaofeng shrugged his shoulders casually and said indifferently: "I'm just explaining the facts!" ”

Eberhardt's face was red and blue for a while, and it took him a long time to get out of the way and "invite" the two of them in.

"My family has just been burglarized, so I have nothing to entertain, and I don't think there's any need to entertain you!" The old man said angrily, and before he finished speaking, he found a low bench and sat down, without the slightest intention of inviting Li Xiaofeng and Brusinov to sit.

Now Brusinov was really angry, "This is your hospitality?" Don't even have a stool? ”

Eberhardt sat down on the stool and shrugged his shoulders, and said nonchalantly, "Chair? If you want to sit, go find those mud legs! Except for the one under my ass, they snatched everything else. If it's not too dirty, then sit on the floor! ”

Not to mention that there was a thick layer of dust on the floor, even if the ground was waxed and the light was as good as new, Brusilov would not sit down so aggrieved. Because if they were really sitting on the floor, then he would definitely bow his head and have to tilt his head to talk to Eberhardt, and this kind of unequal state would not be acceptable to Brusilov.

But just standing in front of Eberhardt and talking doesn't seem like words. People sit and he stands, Nima, he is not this bad old man's subordinate, why should he stand and listen to the training? But now there is really no second stool in this study, and needless to say, Eberhardt did it on purpose, just to see their jokes!

To tell the truth, at this time, Brusinov had the intention of brushing his sleeves away, and he knew a little bit about Li Xiaofeng's intention, which was going to enable Eberhardt, and at least give him the title of advisor. And this old guy actually relied on the old and sold the old, to be honest, even Brusilov couldn't get used to it.

"We ......"

Brusilov was about to say "let's go", he was so angry, isn't he just a former commander of the Black Sea Fleet? Nima, I don't believe that no one else knows about the situation of the Black Sea Fleet except you, and Lao Tzu wants to find someone stronger than you when he goes to this old face!

However, Li Xiaofeng stopped Brusilov, and a certain immortal didn't mean to be angry at all, but walked slowly to the windowsill, pushed open the window, and then sat on the windowsill with a twist, and even patted the vacant seat next to Brusilov, who was in a daze:

"Come and sit down, the sun is just right, the air is good, it's very comfortable!" (To be continued......)

PS: Bow again and thank you for the second kill Comrade Potato!