What Li Junwei and Pei Yuanqi didn't know was that when they were discussing Tsar Peter, this guy who had already pseudonym Li Wula was standing among the welcome crowd and looking at King Yu's car. At this time, Peter's face turned red, and he obviously drank a lot of wine, all of which were farewell wines.

Peter had decided to end his trip to the empire and return to Moscow. If he hadn't heard that King Yu would have arrived today, Peter would have set off three days ago. The young tsar wanted to see what the mighty Chinese prince looked like, but when he saw it today, he felt so ordinary.

"I may not be able to achieve today's success." Peter made up his mind secretly.

When Li Junwei and Pei Yuanqi's carriage left the dock, an explosion suddenly came, causing chaos in the dock area. The guards followed King Yu to the Administrative Office while arresting the attackers. In just one hour, they achieved results.

A huge popcorn machine was placed in front of Li Junwei. The explosion just now did not panic him. Instead, he felt that Pei Yuanqi, who was responsible for his duties, was scared and sweated, afraid that Li Junwei would have some major problems under his control.

"Prince, Lord Pei, it's the explosion caused by this thing. No one attacked the king's carriage." Xijin General Secretary of Public Security stood next to the head of the guard and took the initiative to introduce himself after receiving permission.

Pei Yuanqi looked at the General Security General coldly and said angrily: "It's just such a broken thing, just find it out, why bother to make people upset?"

Li Junwei didn't care. He found that the popcorn machine was easy to use, so he started to work on it. The head of the Public Security Bureau also said: "This object is ordinary, but after careful investigation, I found it unusual."

"There is also a name on it, Li Wula, a very strange name." Li Junwei found a name on the iron cast popcorn machine and said with a smile.

The General Security Office immediately agreed: "Your Highness's wiseness, this name hits the word "in one word". The subordinates of Beizhi quickly found news about Li Wula with this name as a clue. This man has been in the empire for less than four years and has registered well with the Civil Affairs Bureau. He has worked in Zelenko's construction company, Xijin Fenghua Shipyard, and the First Machinery Factory, with a clean resume, but......"

"A ordinary foreign worker, what's the point, but to say it quickly." Pei Yuanqi was very unhappy when he saw that he wanted to speak but stopped.

The head of public security immediately said: "Yes... when the prince arrived, Lord Pei ordered us to check a tall Slavic ethnic group. This Liwula is such a person. She is nearly two meters tall and is about twenty years old. She is very talkative and claims to be a lonely aristocrat in Poland. However, those who have come into contact with him found that this person's Russian is better than Polish, and this person is righteous and generous on weekdays, unlike those foreign workers who love to save money......"

Li Junwei's eyes widened when he heard this and asked directly: "Have you caught me?"

"No! This morning, Li Wula was drinking with several craftsmen from the shipyard, saying that she was saying goodbye to wine, and she has disappeared since then." The head of the Public Security Bureau whispered.

"Block the borders and go check immediately!" Pei Yuanqi immediately ordered.

However, Li Junwei did not expect this. If Li Wula joined Peter, then he would dare to deliberately fire a fire and disturb him when he came to Xijin, so he would have a plan to retreat. The border between the Empire and Tsarist Russia is so long, especially the long Don River, which swims over and is the land of Tsarist Russia, or the Cossack territory with complex people. It is too simple to escape.

"It's fine if you catch it, it's fine if you can't catch it. I'm lucky if I get it, but I'm lucky if I lose it. Maybe as Yuanqi said, what can a feudal emperor do earth-shaking things?" Li Junwei shook his head helplessly, feeling that everything was too coincidental.

At this time, Peter had crossed the Don River and sat on a four-wheeled carriage. He had tracked boards on the steel wheels to adapt to the muddy of the southern Russian prairie in autumn. With the sound of horse hooves, Peter opened the window and said to the knight outside the window: "Dear Myanshikov, come in and shelter from the rain, the weather is really not very good."

But Myanzkov showed a look of suspicion. Peter smiled and forgot that he was used to speaking Chinese. The friend who came to pick him up from Moscow did not understand Chinese. He repeated it in Russian. Myanzkov was Peter's friend in the Young Army back then, and he did not pretend. He immediately entered the carriage and threw away the rain on his body.

When Myanzkov looked at Peter, he was reading a book called Ship Magazine, which was the latest version I bought in Nishijin, while his other hand was shaking a small popcorn machine, keeping it heated evenly.

"Your Majesty, I heard that if this kind of thing is not operated properly, it will explode, which is very dangerous." Myansukov reminded.

"No, I'm used to it. Every time I read two pages of this magazine, the temperature inside is just right." Peter explained that popcorn was his biggest hobby in the empire, and even if he left, he would be unable to give up.

Soon, Peter finished reading two pages of the magazine, and then made a hot popcorn to share with his friends. When he was about to make another stove, he found that the corn he carried with him had run out. He opened another bag and exposed the potatoes inside. Myansukov said, "Your Majesty, this kind of thing should not work. The popcorn machine is a grain amplifier, and potatoes are not grains."

When Peter heard this, he remembered the stupid things he had done. At first, he was shocked to see the popcorn machine. He really thought that this was a food amplifier. Anything he ate could be expanded five times or ten times. He put potatoes in more than once, but there was no effect. Until later, he truly understood the principle of the popcorn machine, and gave up his once ignorant thoughts.

"Of course I know."

"Then why do you still bring these potatoes?"

"This is a potato species specially cultivated by Xijin Agricultural College for the local area. In the Chinese terms, the land under our feet is very suitable for growing potatoes. This is a crop with simple farming but high yields. I want to promote it throughout Russia, as well as corn and sweet potatoes. I really hope that our descendants will call me sweet potato Peter, Potato Emperor, Corn Xiaofu..." Peter said.

But when Minschkov saw Peter's eyes, he was confused, not his longing for the future, and this expression was extremely strange to him.

Méschkov grew up with Peter in the Junior Army. He still remembered Peter's energetic appearance back then. Whenever he got something new in the expatriates in Moscow, he would always say some big talk, such as getting an excellent flintlock pistol. He would tell the Junior Army that he would give everyone a hand and a cannon model in the future. He said that he would build a thousand doors in the future and be called the cannon Tsar! When he saw the clock, he would shout that he would give one to every Russian family in the future to change the Russians' free and vague personality. Today, he still spoke familiar big talk in his mouth, but his eyes were completely different.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? What's going on?"

"I'm a little confused," Peter said.

Myansukov asked: "Why are you confused?"

Peter said: "Dear Myanschkov, when we were young, we had contacted many foreigners, Germany, the Netherlands, and Sweden. They would bring some strange things to open our horizons and arouse our curiosity, but in the empire, it was completely different. Everything here is so novel, and there are weird things that are overwhelming, and it would not be surprising to see anything. We can make many things, but I suspect we can't make some things at all. For example, the ships in this magazine, especially those steam-powered ships that spit black smoke, are no longer something that skilled craftsmen can solve.

This requires an industry, designing dozens or hundreds of departments, and requiring thousands of people to cooperate.”

"Russia is not short of people," said Myansekov.

"Thousands of people are not ordinary people, educated people. Some must be higher education, and most of them are professional education. They are not ordinary serfs at all. In fact, even those people can do can't solve the things they can't solve the quality, and quantity can't solve the quality." Peter said sadly.

Myanzkov was in Moscow for many years, and he didn't understand what Peter saw and felt, and he couldn't empathize with it. He said: "We can introduce the talents you mentioned, just like when we were young. At most, we can spend more money and give them aristocratic status and manor. There will always be someone coming."

"I can't do it, my dear partner. If we want to build guns, we can introduce several skilled German gunsmiths to teach some Russians, and then the problem is solved. But to build ironclad ships, we have to introduce 1,000 and 10,000 people, which is simply impossible. Moreover, China has strict control measures and will not give us such opportunities and space." Peter said.

Myansukov said: "Then change to another country, such as the Netherlands and the United Kingdom. According to my experience, these countries can be done with money."

"It's a pity that they don't have many things. Only China has them..., so I'm very confused. There is a saying in China that you can't sleep soundly on your bed, that is, there are no other threatening people by your bed. The same is true between countries. We are China's land neighbors, and they absolutely cannot accept the rise of Tsarist Russia." Peter pinched his forehead and gave a conclusion that is not so easy to be accepted.

But Méschkov said: "You are right, but on the other hand, China is also a threat to other European countries. In order to deal with challenges from the East, European powers will support our rise and treat us as fences that resist the Chinese. Since they are fences, they must be strong enough. I think that under your leadership, we can completely turn fences into brick walls or even castles, right?"

Peter's eyes lit up, and he felt that what Mineshkov said was very reasonable. European countries were definitely not watching Russia fall, so they had to face land challenges directly from the East. Such challenges have happened many times in the past two thousand years of history. For Europe, it was an overly tragic experience, especially the time of the Mongols, which brought destruction to most of Europe.

Myanzkov continued: "I don't have the experience of traveling to China, but I have also come into contact with many Chinese people. I feel that the people of this country lack faith, they are too material and realistic, especially those merchants. I heard that merchants in this country have great influence, and I think this is also something we can use.

As for the technical issues you mentioned, I don’t think there is any need to worry about the technologies and industries you mentioned. How long have Chinese people owned? Twenty years or thirty years? And you are young and can always win the same things for Russia, but this long process requires more patience, and you have always possessed this valuable quality."

"It's very good to say, Méschkov, I actually forgot that they have unattainable miracles in the past 10 or 20 years, and we can stand on the shoulders of giants and fight for them, and we can eventually succeed completely." Peter's eyes regained his spirit. He found that wisdom is equal to all countries and nations, but as kings, we must keep those who have wisdom by their side and use them reasonably.

Myansukov was also very pleased with this. He has always firmly supported the Tsar and hoped that he could bring change to Russia.

"What's the current situation in China?" Peter asked, putting away his personal hobbies.

"It's good, it's not good." Myanzhkov gave a very complicated answer. He explained: "I said it's very good because Russia is now very stable, a rare in decades, and the domestic economy is developing rapidly, fiscal and tax revenue is also healthy, and the army has also expanded on a small scale. Although the war ten years ago caused us to lose a large area of ​​land in Siberia and Southern Russia, if we don't care about the gains and losses of the territory, I think this is the time when Russia is the most powerful. In the past, we could only export grain and timber, and now the domestic coal and iron deposits are also mined and exported...

But I can't say it well, because these are things you cannot satisfy. I think you definitely hope that Russia, like Xijin, China, is full of noisy but prosperous commercial streets, dirty and messy shipyards that represent power, but this is something Russia does not have now and is difficult to have in the short term. It is definitely difficult for a person like you who are ambitious. You will definitely feel very bad when you return to Moscow. The feeling is like you have taken real power and returned to the imperial village we once lived in. Although it is still full of love, it is more dissatisfied." Ménschkov explained seriously.
Chapter completed!