Chapter 1245: A Huge Order

When Osilev heard Peter say that he wanted to establish a Committee to investigate Menshikov, he was naturally incomparably happy.

No need to investigate!

He had quite a bit of dirt on this Menshikov in his hands, along with conclusive evidence!

Moreover, recently, those Qian father and son had given him even more account books!

It was shocking!

As long as the Committee was established, he would certainly be able to take this Menshikov down.

But this Yekaterina...

She suddenly popped up.

How many times now!

She had already ruined his plans so many times!

The entire Tsarist Russia knew that this woman used to be Menshikov's lover. Let alone the past, she still was now! Yet Peter the Great was the only one who didn't know!

To be cuckolded like this was truly stifling!

The key was that Peter the Great still showed Yekaterina incomparable favor. He listened to her in everything he did...

His Majesty is old...

His Majesty is old!

Osilev felt bitter in his heart.

Sure enough.

When Peter the Great heard these words from Yekaterina, he also followed up with a hum: "A loss of composure due to drink, but this can only happen once! Go down, take him away!"

"I'm not leaving!"

"Today, this matter must be made clear!"

"I am loyal to the Empire!"

"On what grounds are you impeaching me!"

"Kill him! He must be killed!"

Menshikov was clearly drunk, baring his fangs and brandishing his claws, shouting and yelling. In such a formal and solemn place as the Upper House, acting like this was truly unbearable to watch. But no one dared to say anything... This was a favored minister, this was currently the most powerful minister in Tsarist Russia!

"Alright, alright, everyone go down!"

Peter the Great was sleepy again.

Supported by Yekaterina, he left this place.

Osilev cried out in sorrow in his heart.

It was just one step away!

Just one step away!

This detestable woman!

This Peter the Great who was so easily swayed!

Walking out of the Upper House in low spirits, Osilev discovered that absolutely no one dared to walk with him.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Is this it?

In the vast Tsarist Russia Empire, there was actually no one who dared to join him in dealing with Menshikov?

A bunch of cowards!

All cowards!

The war was still continuing, and the domestic situation remained far from optimistic.

If this continued, Tsarist Russia would be finished!

The Qian father and son had been providing him with evidence that could trip up Menshikov, but now, they couldn't even establish the Committee...

As he walked, as he thought, he felt sorrowful and helpless.

Just at this moment.

Suddenly, a Horse Carriage slowly drove over.

He didn't pay attention, but a slip of paper suddenly appeared in his hand.

Osilev suddenly looked up.

Following that, another Horse Carriage drove over.

Another slip of paper.

Another slip of paper...

He hadn't even had time to look.

The slips of paper in his hand were already numerous.

"This..."

Osilev took a deep breath.

He trotted all the way home, opened these slips of paper, and was instantly moved to tears.

"Impeach Menshikov!"

"Save Tsarist Russia!"

"Kill the Traitorous Official!"

Seeing these slips of paper, Osilev could no longer hold back his tears.

It turned out he still had many like-minded colleagues!

It wasn't that no one was worried about Tsarist Russia, but that they didn't dare!

As long as this spark is ignited, the people's hatred for Menshikov will be like the surging Jiangshui, impossible to stop!

For a moment, Osilev felt that life was worth living again.

Continue!

Keep at it!

He had already decided to continue impeaching Menshikov at tomorrow's assembly! And he would make this task a daily essential at the assembly!

Persist!

He felt that as long as one persisted, there was no reason not to succeed!

The eyes of the masses are sharp!

……

"Bang!"

Having returned to his mansion, Menshikov fiercely threw the magnificent hat in his hand to the side.

The servants and beauties in the mansion were all terrified, kneeling on the ground, not daring to get up.

"Impeach me..."

"And even establish a Committee!"

Menshikov's complexion was not very good.

Of course, there had been plenty of people who impeached him before. But establishing a Committee—that was a big deal! As long as the Committee investigated something, he would be like someone with mud in their trousers; even if it wasn't excrement, it would be treated as such... Besides, did he not know how many of his own affairs were unclean?

It was all that Osilev!

"Truly a complete bastard!"

Menshikov was very angry.

Actually, he was not very angry that Osilev insisted on impeaching him. With such a person around, he could use him to test Peter's attitude.

However...

Today, Peter was also hesitating about whether to establish a Committee to investigate him!

This was how he had probed Peter's attitude!

It seemed that he, too, was losing his patience.

"Lord Menshikov, what is the matter?"

Qian Yonggui walked in with a smile; he was now a distinguished guest at Menshikov's mansion, coming and going without needing to announce himself. This was, of course, not only because he had presented Menshikov with so many beauties, but more importantly, because he had many clever ideas for making money and could help Menshikov earn it.

Seeing the group of servants trembling, Qian Yonggui waved his hand, and the servants hurried away.

Seeing that it was Qian Yonggui, Menshikov's anger subsided a little, and he snorted coldly: "That fellow Peter must be unable to tolerate me anymore!"

"What?"

Qian Yonggui was startled.

That fellow Peter—wasn't that the Tsar?

On the surface, he feigned shock, but in his heart, Qian Yonggui was overjoyed.

It was close!

When Menshikov had changed the way he addressed Peter, it meant he was getting closer and closer to madness!

"This... what can be done about this?"

Qian Yonggui looked panicked: "My Lord, we still have a large order coming up! You must know, once this order is completed... you will never need to worry about money for the rest of your life!"

Menshikov listened and slammed the table hard.

Indeed...

Recently, Qian Yonggui had brought him another huge order! The profit from this order was enough to drive anyone in this world crazy!

Trading Tsarist Russia's Vodka for Longyan's grain and fodder!

The scale of the transaction and the amount of money involved were enough to take one's breath away.

This order had been in motion for a month. For this order, Qian Yonggui had utilized all his connections and all his wealth... at least that was what he said.

Menshikov could also gain twice the wealth he had previously accumulated from this order!

Menshikov had even decided that once this order was completed,

he could immediately go to Europe, find a small country, or simply buy a small island, far away from this "land of right and wrong" that was Tsarist Russia!

"My Lord, should we pause?"

Qian Yonggui asked deliberately.

"No!"

How could Menshikov let go of such a good opportunity? His eyes shone: "Absolutely impossible! This transaction must continue, it must be completed! Not a single discount can be given, understand?"

Qian Yonggui was overjoyed: "But, what about His Majesty..."

A sharp glint flashed in Menshikov's eyes, and he took a deep breath: "I will find a Method!"