Chapter 1556: The Successor

"Prime Minister, brilliant insight!"

"The Prime Minister is formidable."

These ministers had completely forgotten how they had disparaged this Prime Minister before, and the Prime Minister ignored them.

He bowed, then said: "Your Majesty, please make a decision; this matter cannot be delayed any longer."

George III nodded, then said: "Just do as you say."

"Yes!"

George III gazed into the distance, wondering what was on his mind.

But the ministers all saw it: the coming chaos in America, and they, Britain, feared no war.

Especially war against France.

The two-hundred-year-old hatred between France and Britain would ultimately erupt on this continent of America.

The Prime Minister's policy was, in fact, adding fuel to the fire for America.

But currently, the strength of France in America was too great; Britain had to produce means of containment.

As for their ally, Longyan City.

Longyan's influence in America was too small, and they had only a pitiful three Colonial Areas.

In the entire current America, the only ones capable of posing a threat to their Britain were France and the former hegemon, Spain; only these two nations.

But Spain was now huddled in the south of America, not daring to show its head.

All that remained was one formidable enemy: France.

A radiance emanated from the eyes of George III.

……

At this moment, Tsarist Russia.

In Moscow, Elizabeth I was in her private palace, meeting with Osilev in private.

In private, Elizabeth I always held respect for Osilev, the Speaker of the Upper House who had helped her ascend to power, and today was no exception.

"Speaker Osilev, please sit," Elizabeth I smiled.

Osilev nodded in acknowledgment and then took his seat.

Elizabeth I asked: "I wonder what matter brings the Speaker to see me today."

Osilev sighed: "Our front line in Poland is unfavorable, even though we have already dispatched troops to support it."

"But the war on the European continent itself, while appearing to have no major fluctuations during the winter, is actually already surging with undercurrents."

Osilev suddenly darkened his expression, stared at Elizabeth's face, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, if the war is lost, what will you do?"

Elizabeth I furrowed her brows slightly; this sentence was highly disrespectful, and had anyone else said it, Elizabeth I would likely have killed them on the spot.

But she still had to listen to Osilev's words.

Seeing that Elizabeth I did not respond, Osilev continued in a deep voice: "The situation within the country is already very tense."

"Because of Boerniefu's failure?" Elizabeth I said displeasedly.

"Yes, his crushing defeat has caused public sentiment to drop significantly, especially since Your Majesty still insisted on bestowing rewards upon him."

"This makes the masses believe that our Sovereign is muddled."

There was no change on Elizabeth I's face, but Osilev felt it grow much colder.

"Those ignorant people." Elizabeth I's chest heaved violently a few times, but she quickly calmed down.

What did those commoners know? Although she was the Tsar of Tsarist Russia, she was not the one with the most power.

It was the Dolgorukov Family and the Naryshkin Family.

These two families controlled too many Councilor seats in the Upper House, and the power in their hands was terrifyingly great.

Elizabeth I had to maintain the balance between these two forces and slowly erode the power of these two families.

That was why Elizabeth I had defied public opinion to continue rewarding Boerniefu.

She wanted to win over the Naryshkin Family.

But this single move had caused Elizabeth I's prestige to drop significantly.

"Sigh, Speaker, you understand why I..."

"... had to do this."

Osilev nodded and said in a deep voice: "I understand, but Your Majesty, you are also aware that the Dolgorukov Family and the Naryshkin Family are currently in a Bitter Remonstrance."

"If you use this method to help the Naryshkin Family at this time, you will suffer a great loss."

"Furthermore, with the royal family members now dwindling, it is true that Your Majesty is still young, but in the face of the current situation, you still need to have your own successor quickly."

"You need to use them to intimidate those Nobles who harbor evil intentions!"

Hearing this, Elizabeth I's face turned black instantly.

However, what Osilev said was reality for Elizabeth I.

She had not married, and she had no children.

Her own siblings were either dead or married off; she truly had no one to succeed her.

And now, it was a turbulent era.

If the throne of Tsarist Russia had no successor, it would indeed shake public sentiment.

It would also cause her to enter a state of political instability.

However, Elizabeth I did not want to marry.

"Osilev, you understand that I will not waste time on the matter of bearing children."

"Besides, didn't I already choose a suitable candidate before?"

Mentioning that person, Osilev wilted even more; that person was the great-grandson of Peter the Great.

However, he was born in the hands of Sweden, the mortal enemy of Tsarist Russia, even though Sweden has now declared its submission to Tsarist Russia.

But Peter was born within a Germany state.

To this day, he cannot speak a single word of Russian, and in terms of bloodline and status, he has no connection whatsoever to being the successor of Elizabeth I.

But it is said that this child is so foolish that even the Lord would shake His head upon seeing him.

"Your Majesty, please think this over carefully; I feel that child is not the best choice," Osilev said, trying his best to be tactful.

Elizabeth I was also well aware of what kind of person the successor she had chosen really was.

But Elizabeth I believed in him.

"Speaker, I know what you are worried about, but Little Peter is a good child."

"Since you are uneasy, bring him back from Sweden and have the best teachers in Shar instruct him."

Hearing these words, Osilev knew that Elizabeth's mind was made up, and he no longer insisted.

He only hoped now that while Elizabeth I was on the throne, he could cultivate this crown prince into a qualified successor.

Only in this way could they deter those petty villains.

Elizabeth I continued, "I will leave this matter to you to handle, Speaker."

"I believe you have the ability to do so."

Osilev had no reason to refuse; he stood up and bowed deeply: "I shall not fail this mission."

The matter was thus settled.

Osilev set off for Sweden that very day, intending to bring Little Peter back as soon as possible.

At this time, the Swedish King had just launched an attack on Hamburg and Hanover.

At this moment, Little Peter sat in the war command room, observing the map with extreme seriousness.

He was pondering how Ling Chen would respond to this battle next.

Little Peter quickly figured it out; he felt that according to the fighting style of the Dragon Flame Army, they might launch a surprise attack.

As for the reason, Little Peter knew that this Dragon Flame Army had penetrated deep into the heart of Europe, and their supply lines could not keep up.

From the goods they plundered from the port of Hamburg, among which grain was the majority, this could be seen with ease.

He knew to what extent they were currently lacking food.