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Volume 4 Leviathan 137 Past Events

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    Natasha was stunned and immediately understood. Obviously this would not be good news, otherwise it would have been Mikhail himself. But in any case, it was good news for the young lady. After all, it was Mikhail himself.  Putting it off is not an option.  She looked at O'Neil.  Bunji glanced at it and sighed: "Everything is God's will, we have to accept it!" Hearing the other party's answer, O'Neil.  Bunji immediately calmed down. He took out the relic box from his arms, carefully pressed the switch, pushed it over, and whispered: "Mom, look, is this Ivanovna?"  "Miss." Natasha carefully took the relic box and looked at it carefully under the candlelight. Soon her hands started to tremble violently, just like her voice.  "Yes, exactly! This is exactly the photo of the lady. The child is Mikhaileva, exactly the same! Mr. Bunji, where did you get this thing?" "This is from a person I participated in when I was doing business in Dashun.  It was obtained by Minister Dashun who had participated in the Mongolian counter-insurgency activities. According to him, one of his men found it from the body of a Russian officer. I think this Russian officer should be Captain Mikhail!  Bunji was surprised that he could answer the other party's question so calmly, as if the person speaking was not another person: "I bought it immediately after seeing it and rushed to St. Petersburg." Natasha looked at St. Petersburg.  Then she looked at Bunch who was looking at her with calm eyes. She understood everything. She stood up and walked to the cross on the wall, and whispered a few prayers to O'Neil.  Bunge said: "Mr. Bunge, please come with me. I will wake up Miss Ivana right away." "It's not good. It's past midnight now. Let's talk about it tomorrow morning!" O'Neil.  Bunch replied hesitantly. He didn't expect that he would be able to see Ivanovna so soon, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.  "No, Mr. Bunge, it's still daytime outside in St. Petersburg!" A smile appeared on Natasha's sad face: "You traveled half the world to send Mikhail's relics. If I don't immediately  Wake up Ivanovna, she will blame me!" Onel.  Bunji watched Natasha's fat back disappear into the darkness outside the door. He picked up the cup and took a sip of tea. The hot tea with lemon juice and sugar flowed into his stomach, which made Bunji's mind confused.  Becoming a little calmer, he began to seriously think about how he should face Ivanovna later.  About half an hour later, O'Neil.  Bunji saw Natasha coming in with a woman in black clothes. He stood up quickly and wanted to say something, but his jaw and tongue seemed to be stuck with something.  The lips only moved a few times and made a few meaningless sounds before they stopped, O'Neil.  Bunji could only look at the woman in front of him quietly like a child, but couldn't say anything.  Yeyudelina Ivanovna Trubetskaya is a tall woman, but her well-proportioned figure makes people completely unaware of this. Under her platinum hair, her eyes are a little red and swollen.  , apparently after receiving the bad news, she had just cried over her husband's unfortunate fate.  "Onel!" Ivanovna came over quickly, she stretched out her hands to hold Onel.  Bunji took his right hand to his chest and kissed it gently: "I really don't know what to say. Nothing can express my gratitude for your noble behavior!" "Don't be like this, don't.  So, Ivanovna! "Onel.  Bunji stiffly withdrew his right hand from the opponent's hand: "It's nothing, really, everyone would do this in my position. Oh, look at you, why are you like this!" At this time,  The candlelight shone on Ivanovna's face. Her cheeks looked pale and thin, without the plumpness and cuteness of a few years ago.  "What else could it be like? O'Neil!" Ivanovna smiled sadly: "For a woman who has lost her husband, what's the point of dressing up beautifully? O'Neil, on the contrary, you have spent all these years.  "Okay?" "Okay, very good, but Ivana!"  Bunji frowned in annoyance: "What have I done to offend you, so that you have to call me 'you'?" (The two of them were talking in French, in French "you" is  It is used to address people who are more formal and distant, while "you" is used to refer to people who are relatively close.) "Haha!" See O'Neil.  Bunji's look made Ivanovna burst into tears and smile: "Onel, you are still so easy to get angry. I am really happy to see you like this, as if time still stayed a few years ago, and we were all still angry.  When I was in college, life was so beautiful at that time!" At this point, Ivanovna sighed, she reached out and took the other person's right hand, shook it gently, and said in a pleading tone:  "O'Neil, don't be angry, okay? I really shouldn't have called you 'you' just now.your!  "    "OK!  "O'Neil. Bunji lowered his head in embarrassment. The other party's intimate behavior made him a little embarrassed, but at the same time he also felt unusually happy in his heart. Yes, the person he has loved for so many years is so close to him, and he is still so close.  What could be more pleasant than this? Happy time always flies by. When the clock strikes six and the dawn of St. Petersburg shines into the room through the window, the two realize that the night has passed.  Ivanovna smiled sheepishly: "I'm sorry, O'Neil, I forgot that you just got off the boat and are in urgent need of rest.  " "No, Ivana!  "O'Neil. Bunge called the other party with an intimate nickname: "I don't feel tired at all. I have slept enough on the boat!  You, on the other hand, should go and have a good sleep!  " "That's not possible!  Ivanovna smiled slightly: "As a Russian, you cannot let your guests go to bed hungry!"  At this point, she said to Natasha on the side: "Natasha, prepare breakfast for Mr. Bunge and me!"  " "Okay, my master!  "Although Natasha's face was sleepy, her mood improved when she saw her mistress. Looking at her somewhat clumsy back, Ivanovna sighed and whispered: "You  You know, I simply don¡¯t know how I would have gotten through without Natasha these past few years. O¡¯Neil, I understand now that nothing is more important than having someone who loves you by your side.  "    "Yes!  "O'Neil. Bunji lowered his head. Ivanovna's somewhat hoarse voice was like a finger constantly scratching his heart. It took him a lot of effort to prevent himself from jumping up and pouring all the savings in his heart.  The emotions that had lasted for so many years poured out. At this time, the aroma of coffee and fresh bread came over. Natasha's tray contained a coffee pot, sugar, honey, white bread, bacon, butter and Russian food.  ¡ª¡ªPickled lard. Next to the food, there is a roll of newspaper. "Mr. Bunge, are you still used to this?"  Natasha carefully placed the thin slices of pickled lard next to the slices of bread. This traditional delicacy originating from Ukraine is the favorite of most Russians, but for many foreigners, this  Growing food can seem daunting. ¡°Of course, Ukrainian Salo!  (Original name of pickled lard) "O'Neil. Bunge skillfully picked up two slices of bread, sandwiched a piece of pickled lard between them, took a bite with relish, chewed big mouthfuls, and said with a smile: "Study abroad in St. Petersburg  When I was young, this was my favorite!  "While he was talking, he picked up the newspaper on the tray, turned to the front page and started reading. Suddenly, the smile on O'Neil Bungie's face disappeared, and he stopped chewing food. He just held the food in his mouth,  Reading the newspaper blankly, Ivanovna poured coffee for the other party and smiled: "Natasha, O'Neil is a real gourmet. He must have eaten more exotic food in China and Indochina.  Weird stuff, not to mention pickled lard!  "After saying this, she noticed O'Neil. Bunji was acting strangely, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong, O'Neil, is there any news in the newspaper?  " Onel. Bunji did not answer and handed the newspaper to the other party. Ivanovna took the newspaper and saw a line of bold letters on the front page: "Crown Prince Nikolai visited Vladivostok in person.  Host the railway groundbreaking ceremony - the Trans-Siberian Railway is about to start!  " "War, this can only mean war!  "At this time, there was no warmth in Onel Bunji's voice. In the next second, he was surprised to find Ivanovna covering her mouth with her hands. Her eyes widened in surprise, and tears fell from her almond-shaped lips.  His eyes were filled with tears. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, oh, Ivana, I shouldn¡¯t have, I forgot¡ª¡± Seeing Ivanovna like this, O¡¯Neil apologized at a loss, and he knew it well.  What I just said unintentionally touched the sadness of the woman across from me. You must know that her husband died in a war between China and Russia, and what he described was a war that was larger in scale and involved a wider scope.  , Ten times, a hundred times more people will die because of this war. ¡°No, O¡¯Neil, you don¡¯t need to apologize to me!  "Ivanovna quickly controlled her emotions. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why do you think China and Russia will go to war?  " "It's very simple. Russia has always hoped to obtain an ice-free port in the east - an entrance to the Pacific Ocean.  To do this it would have to expand southward, which would conflict with the Chinese.  The reason why no major war broke out before was simply the balance of power between the two sides - the Chinese were unable to go north; and Russia's long communication line to Europe made them unable to go south.  But now this balance has been broken, and now there are only two choices before the Chinese - either to seize the opportunity to seize the opportunity on the railway.Defeat tens of thousands of enemies before the railway is completed and retake Vladivostok, eliminating the threat from the north once and for all; or wait until the railway is completed and face ten times more enemies. The result is self-evident!  "Thank you to the book friends trainee police officer, wanhu, and qpiqpi for the reward.
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