Struggle in Russia

When Li Xiao told Shuvalov, Muraviyov found Ilya again. He was full of interest in this deputy and felt that this person was a talent that could be won. Now that the battle for the ownership of the Black Sea Fleet has been decided, it is time to fulfill the previous bet.

When Ilya heard that Muraviyov was visiting, he also sighed secretly. He knew that the old man would come to him two days earlier, so he went out to hide for a few days, but he couldn't hide after all. He is having a headache.

Ilya knew what Muraviyov wanted to do, but he really didn't want to get involved in these crap things. He never thought about why Berkh, who looked so powerful, lost so much that he didn't even have any pants left? This is totally unscientific, okay?

"Are you here to show off your victory?"

Ilya felt even more upset when he looked at the radiant and arrogant Muraviev, and couldn't help but stabbed.

Who would have thought that the old man would reply very frankly: "Of course! Didn't you swear before that I have no hope of victory? How about now?"

Ilya replied angrily: "That's because Berge is so useless, playing a good hand like this is just..."

Muraviyov laughed loudly, and pointed out sharply: "You didn't say that before, why are you going to make excuses for not admitting it?"

Ilya suddenly became anxious, and shouted: "What do you mean by not accepting the account? I promised to bet with you before? That was just your unilateral proposal!"

I have to say that Ilya really got the true biography of the God of Gamblers, and doesn't want to lose? The only way is not to gamble! And he did exactly that.

It's just that he ran into an old Buxiu, and Muraviyov asked his adjutant solemnly: "I remember he agreed at that time, right?"

The adjutant was also confused for a while, asking him this kind of question? Can he still tear down his boss? What's more, you keep blinking at me, isn't that clearly telling me to lie?

He could only say against his will: "At the beginning, it seemed as if he agreed..."

Muraviyov slapped his hands immediately, and laughed loudly: "See, I have witnesses here!"

Ilya rolled her eyes and said mercilessly: "I saw you blinking at your adjutant, don't let me see if you're fake!"

Muraviyov waved his hands regardless, and said, "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, I'll just ask you one thing. Did you see anything from this confrontation?"

It's a very good question,

All of a sudden I was stunned by Ilya's question. In fact, he has been reviewing the game for the past two days, and he also wants to find out the reason why Li Xiao and the others won. However, due to information asymmetry and lack of information, some things are so clouded that it is impossible to see clearly.

But now that Muraviyov specifically raised this question, Ilya thought that the old man was going to explain to him, and immediately said: "You must have a quick channel to contact St. Petersburg, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to win. Do you know that His Majesty is going to replace Berge?"

Muraviyov smiled and said, "Want to know?"

Ilya nodded quickly, but the old man replied viciously: "Then join us and become our own, and you will know these secrets!"

Ilya suddenly snapped, and still wanted to fish for a long time. He was not stupid, and sold himself to himself just to break the secret like this?

Seeing that Ilya was still unmoved, Muraviyov smiled again: "You are quite proud, why? Still don't think we have hope?"

Ilya snorted coldly and said: "You are right, I still don't think you have any hope! Although you won this round, it is nothing at all. From the overall point of view, you are still too weak to have any hope." Qualified to be Count Uvarov's opponent!"

Muraviyov was not angry about such an assertion, he just smiled and said: "The last time you said that I fought against Berge, you were so categorical, but the facts have proved that you are wrong, aren't you?"

Ilya blushed immediately, but still insisted: "The two are completely incomparable. The Black Sea side is just a part. Even if you win, it won't affect the overall situation!"

Muraviyov still replied calmly: "You are right, the Black Sea side is indeed only a part, but the significance of this part victory is not as bad as you said, we can defeat Uvarov once in this part , then next time we can defeat him in other parts as well!"

Ilya taunted unceremoniously: "Then show off to me when you win next time!"

It was the first time that Muraviev saw such a determined and stubborn young man. He seemed to see his own shadow in Ilya. He was like this when he was young, waiting to come and keep bumping into walls, falling down and getting up. That made him what he is now.

So Muraviyov was still not discouraged, just smiled and said: "Then you finally dare to bet with me this time?"

Ilya was stunned, because the purpose of this old man was to make a bet with such a big circle, isn't he sick!

Immediately, Elijah stopped talking, because he still didn't want to gamble!

And Muraviyov said aggressively: "Your conclusion just now is quite firm. Why did you lose your mind when it came to the truth? Who just said so swearingly that I can't win? You just don't admit it after saying it." What!"

Ilya was suddenly annoyed, how could he not admit it, he just simply didn't want to gamble!

But Muravyov laughed and said: "I don't dare to gamble, I'm afraid of losing, right! After all, you don't believe that Uvarov's followers are so powerful. You are just a dead duck with a stubborn mouth. If you really think Uvarov is so powerful, so why worry?"

Ilya was so stunned that he was speechless, and even he himself was a little surprised—there was nothing terrible about this bet. With the strength and means of Uvarov's team, how could he lose to the old man in front of him and him? Those rotten eggs behind him are completely impossible, okay?

But no matter how Ilya persuaded himself, he still felt a little guilty in his heart. His sixth sense was telling him—it's best not to gamble!

But that's all for the sake of it, if he continues to avoid those who are sincere, he will be despised. Although he doesn't like the disputes between young people, but seeing Muraviyov's arrogant and complacent appearance, he feels There is fire!

He knew that if he refused again, the old man would say even more ugly words, and he might spread his shrinkage everywhere, so he straightened his chest and shouted: "Just bet, can I still bet?" I'm afraid you won't succeed!"