Chapter 1121: Rumyantsev

If there is arguing, that is a good thing.

For several days in a row.

Liu Zheng had been busy with this matter.

He believed that the promotion of Simplified Chinese was very necessary.

This necessity was not just for the literacy rate within the country, or for the popularization of domestic education...

It was even more important.

There was also the management of the colonies!

This was the most important of all!

This was just like English in his past life; why was English able to become the official language of many countries in such a short time? It was precisely because it was simple and convenient! It made it easier for them to learn! In Liu Zheng's view, if one wanted to truly colonize a place, the most important thing was, of course, cultural colonization and cultural infiltration!

Simplified Chinese was imperative!

After a few days, Liu Zheng finally wrote out all the Simplified Chinese characters he had in his mind.

As for the rest...

He handed them over to the people at the Hanlin Academy to do.

When all was said and done, they were the high-level literati of this era, the elites of this era; for everything, one still needed to keep pace with the times. If there were to be a script reform, they would certainly be able to consider more than he could. They could consider the factors of the entire society before making a decision.

"Vice Minister Liu, what great talent!"

When Liu Zheng left the Hanlin Academy, Chen Qian bowed deeply to him in all seriousness.

This gave Liu Zheng a start: "Chen Lao, you must not, you absolutely must not!"

Chen Qian looked at Liu Zheng with a chuckle: "Others all say that Vice Minister Liu is a great thief stealing the country, but in this old man's view, in the entire Longyan, only Vice Minister Liu is thinking for this great nation!"

A great nation!

From a simple script reform, he saw Liu Zheng's ambition to build Longyan into a great nation!

Only by becoming a truly great nation could one not be bullied!

Only by becoming a truly great nation could one manifest the glory of Longyan and spread Huaxia civilization to this world!

Chen Qian was very expectant.

He began to look forward to the arrival of this day, even though his age no longer allowed him to see it.

However, his descendants could see it on his behalf.

On the day the Royal Teacher pacifies the Zhongyuan in the north, do not forget to tell your father during the family sacrifice!

It was enough!

To be able to see the emergence of such a great talent for governing the country in the final stage of his life was already enough!

Liu Zheng laughed out loud upon hearing this, also cupped his hands in a salute to Chen Qian, then turned and boarded the Horse Carriage to leave.

Very expectant indeed...

Chen Qian sighed; he would certainly support this promotion of Simplified Chinese.

Peter the Great.

Quietly watched the military reports sent back from the front lines.

Longyan had been defeated!

Rumyantsev's great army had already begun to penetrate deep into the hinterland of the Longyan Western Regions, taking the Wusun region without a fight; when this news arrived, the entire Tsarist Russia was jubilant and inspired.

After all, their war in the Beitaipingyang had not been that smooth; Kuye Island, which was expected to be taken in a month, still had no movement to this day. Their navy was still in the throes of changing commanders...

Therefore, Rumyantsev's progress was recognized by many.

Fight!

The Wusun region was now one step closer to Liangzhou.

However.

Peter, looking at Rumyantsev's letter, fell into deep thought.

A trap?

Was the Wusun region a trap set for them by Longyan? In the letter, Rumyantsev analyzed the place of Wusun from various aspects. First, the terrain; it belonged to a basin, so in reality, they had entered a jar, and he even used Longyan's language to describe it, "catching a turtle in a jar"! Second, the people of the Wusun region had always been unruly; these Longyan people had never truly tamed these Wusun people, so would these local natives bring them some

trouble? Third, they seemed to have deviated from the original idea of a Lightning War and were beginning to get bogged down; with the front line stretched thin, the pressure on Tsarist Russia was doubling.

Rumyantsev was indeed a Marshal with quite rich combat experience.

He had considered everything he could possibly consider.

Yet Peter laughed out loud: "Rumyantsev, oh Rumyantsev! Have you also grown old?"

Following that, he began to cough violently.

The people beside him hurried over to attend to him.

Peter, however, waved his hand.

Peter was already over fifty years old this year, and his health was getting worse and worse.

Recently, his Imperial Physician had begun to suggest that he should find an heir!

Absurd!

Peter I was glorious and possessed great talent and bold vision; he did not believe he would only live to be over fifty! He believed that Heaven had sent him down to conquer the entire world! His own journey had only just begun!

"This Rumyantsev..."

He caught his breath for a moment, chuckled, and said indifferently: "Write back and tell him!"

A scribe beside him immediately began to write.

"Tell him that as a Marshal, he should broaden his horizons! Kuye Island is just a smokescreen of ours! Better than nothing! The real battlefield should be in the Longyan Western Regions! Our strategic focus has never changed! Liangzhou, Liangzhou, I want Liangzhou! Tell him to let go and get to work!"

"There is no need to consider long-line operations or logistical supplies!"

Bang!

He slammed his hand hard against the armrest of his chair and said angrily, "No matter the cost, I must have Liangzhou! Do you understand?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The others responded in a panic.

Liangzhou!

Peter the Great's obsession with Liangzhou had always existed.

He always felt that over there, there existed something that could make Tsarist Russia even more powerful!

"Cough, cough, cough..."

After saying this, he began to cough again.

At this moment, what he did not know was that not far from the palace, a man with a high nose bridge and an extraordinary temperament could not help but let a sharp glint flash in his eyes as he saw Peter the Great in this state.

This person was none other than...

Also a legend of Tsarist Russia.

Menshikov!

In the air, he exchanged a glance with the woman in luxurious attire beside Peter.

In his eyes, a burning light could not help but flash!

Yekaterina!

This woman, now the Empress of Tsarist Russia, was once merely a military prostitute who rode beneath him...

Peter is not going to make it...

He is not going to make it.

Menshikov is now also a Marshal of Tsarist Russia; in history, the assessments of him have been mixed... He was indeed a very capable man, but this child who once made a living selling meat pies in his youth had a desire for wealth and power that exceeded his feelings for Peter the Great...

He is waiting.

Waiting for the death of Peter the Great; when that time comes, the entire Tsarist Russia will be his!

No one knows.

In the near future, this fellow who won Peter's favor through loyalty and diligence will completely ascend to the pinnacle of power in Tsarist Russia!

When Peter left.

Menshikov slowly walked out of the palace.

"Marshal..."

Just then, his servant suddenly walked over with a grin.

Menshikov lifted his eyelids slightly.

The servant whispered, "Marshal, a wealthy merchant from Longyan requests to see you..."

A wealthy merchant?

Menshikov's eyes lit up upon hearing this.