Petrograd, Hermitage Square.

Mannerheim walked out of the Hermitage, but did not immediately go out of the porch, but stopped on the steps of the door, took a cigarette from his jacket pocket and put it in his mouth, and then stopped all movement, except for an unlit cigarette in his mouth and looked at the Alexander column in front of him, and he stopped, standing motionless, more statuethan a statue.

Mannerheim seemed to be thinking about something, but in reality, his mind was like a pot of porridge, and he was in a bad mood...... More accurately, Mannerheim now resembles an enraged bandit, clutching a loaded machine gun but not knowing who to fire at.

Of course, if anyone is unfortunate enough to run into his muzzle, then he may become the target of a blow from Finland's future founding father. Fortunately, the people who enter and leave the Winter Palace can see that the old man is in a bad mood, and whoever waits for the eyes as big as a brass bell and redder than a rabbit's eyes, looking at you with a tiger's eye, you will choose to retreat very wisely. No one came forward to disturb Mannerheim, whether it was an employee of the Provisional Government or a representative of the Soviets, and everyone chose to bypass him.

Mannerheim continued to stand motionless like a sculpture for a minute, two minutes, five minutes...... He didn't seem to feel the passage of time at all, and it seemed like it would go on forever. But eventually, just as the do-gooders were secretly speculating about whether he would stay in the same position for half an hour and making a bet on it, he ended his silence.

Mannerheim lit a cigarette and slowly walked down the steps to the Hermitage Square, where he saw a face that was both strange and familiar.

"Oh, Mr. Sbellosky," he cried out in a deep voice, his hoarse voice giving him a taste of vicissitudes, "I've finally waited for you! ”

To be honest, Mannerheim didn't want to come to Li Xiaofeng at all, because it didn't just mean that he was a failure, and he lost face in front of a milky little hairy man, which was nothing. Relative to the future of Finland. The future Father of Finland does not care about his own face, nor does he care about the face of the Finns. If losing face helps to win, then Mannerheim will choose to lose face in the first place.

The problem is that now he can't save either face or lining. It's a big loss. All this has to start from the beginning, although Li Xiaofeng has made a prediction on the way, and Mannerheim has a certain amount of mental preparation. But he still had a 1 in 10,000 chance and hoped that God would be on Finland's side.

But the reality of Blood Linlin told him. Politics is an extremely cruel activity, there is never a fluke, and some only speak for themselves. So the old man's petition was swept away from the house, as it was in 1898. The bigwigs of the Provisional Government drove the petition group out of their offices like flies!

Seriously. This is too unsympathetic and too faceless, you must know that the old grandfathers of the Ludao petition group are more than a thousand years old, but they were humiliated by a group of "young men" who are on average twenty years younger than them.

It's nothing short of a scandal! At least Mannerheim would never accept the bad attitude of the Provisional Government officials, and if he could, he would really want to use a machine gun to beat these scum into honeycomb coal!

Yes, Mannerheim's anger was palpable, but fortunately he hadn't completely lost his mind, and at the same time suppressed his anger. He finally remembered the prophecy of an immortal during his journey. Although the prophecy is only half fulfilled. But this did not prevent him from identifying with a certain immortal.

The only problem was that when a certain immortal broke up with him, he did not leave a mailing address, and he forgot to ask about this matter when he was full of suspicion about a certain immortal. So poor Mannerheim could only wait for the rabbit, as he thought, as a politician. Li Xiaofeng will never leave the political center. Where is the political center of Petrograd? The only thing that is visible is the Hermitage. …,

I have to say that Mannerheim's shit luck is good, because Li Xiaofeng is not interested in the Hermitage at all. This hellish place brings together the most quarrelsome and quarrelsome people in all of Russia. He didn't want to be taught every day. I don't want to talk endlessly, so it's generally not a last resort He will never come back here, and it was a pure accident to be caught by Mannerheim today, and there was no similarity.

Li Xiaofeng was surprised, he had expected Mannerheim to come to him a little later, at least until the April crisis broke out in the provisional government. Although it has been a few days since Miryyukov issued that scolding declaration, it is too early to be early, what is the reason why Mannerheim can't sit still?

Fortunately, although Li Xiaofeng was unexpected, this little accident couldn't make him lose his temper, so he immediately asked: "I thought you would not come to me until May at the earliest." ”

Mannerheim smiled bitterly: "The matter of the petition group has not been concluded for the time being, and I have no friends in Petrograd, so I decided to come to you to have a good chat about the current situation." ”

When Li Xiaofeng heard this, he knew that this was a lie, and when he was chatting with Lenin a few days earlier, he heard about the expulsion of the Finnish petition group, and at that time he was thinking: It is estimated that Mannerheim has touched his head.

However, Li Xiaofeng did not intend to debunk this lie, what other use could it be except to make Mannerheim lose face and quickly worsen the atmosphere of the conversation? It's better to leave a pants to cover Lao Man's shame and pretend not to know.

"Really?" Li Xiaofeng said very casually, "I hope you can succeed!" But I still say the same thing, don't get too much hope out for this provisional government! ”

This sentence was kind of to Mannerheim's heart, and he sighed, "You are right, I already feel it." Immediately he couldn't wait to say, "Since you're already here, I just have something to talk to you about." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Are you going to talk to me in the square?" Mannerheim laughed, "It's a place where people come and go, and it's not a good place for us to talk. ”

"It was indeed my negligence." Li Xiaofeng made an apologetic gesture. "So, Mr. Mannerheim, where are we going?"

"Café Fürth – it's a nice place, at least it's not as noisy as here!" Mannerheim gestured to the political orators around the square who were speaking passionately at their throats.

Li Xiaofeng strode after Mannerheim and led him to the café. As Mannerheim said, it's a really nice place because the café is closed at all, and there is a "close" sign hanging outside the door, and no one can be seen through the glass windows.

Mannerheim didn't care at all, took out the key casually, and said as he opened the door: "This is a shop owned by a friend of mine, and it used to be a good business, but since the outbreak of this damn war, and then it was revolution...... You know, business is getting worse day by day. ”

In this regard, Li Xiaofeng could only shrug his shoulders slightly.

"You may be seated, Mr. Sbellowsky." Mannerheim first sat down with an immortal, then poured him a cup of coffee, then returned to his place and began, "How do you know that our petition will be lost...... Will it be tough? ”

"It's not surprising." Li Xiaofeng replied nonchalantly.

"Isn't that surprising?" Mannerheim repeated, solemnly, "Truth be told, even now, I am amazed at your unpredictable prophet. ”

Li Xiaofeng still smiled lightly: "I'm not a wizard, let alone a prophet!" ”

"Really?" Mannerheim nodded, "It seems to me that you really have this quality!" It seems to me that you are even more powerful than Nostradamus, and this government is about to face a great crisis! ”…,

"Wait, Mr. Mannerheim." Li Xiaofeng interrupted him, confused, "What big crisis?" It must be said that I have never heard of any crisis. ”

Mannerheim was not convinced, and pointed out directly: "The latest news I have gotten. Mr. Minister Milyukov is about to make a declaration of public support for the war, and I think you should know what that means! ”

Li Xiaofeng's eyes widened, it was not that he was surprised by the news, as far as the news itself was concerned, there was nothing to surprise him. What really puzzled him was how Mannerheim could have known about this news, after all, it was a major secret of the Provisional Government, and it was unlikely that it would be leaked in advance.

"How do you know about it?" Li Xiaofeng asked rhetorically.

Mannerheim shrugged and said, "You told me!" ”

Li Xiaofeng was stunned, the conscience of heaven and earth, he did induce Mannerheim, but, but for this kind of terrible historical future, he is absolutely tight-lipped about it. After all, if the news is leaked in advance, it will cause some variables. What if Milyukov suddenly changed his mind? If he had not publicly supported the war, the April crisis would not have happened. If the crisis doesn't appear in April, Li Xiaofeng is still a fart!

Li Xiaofeng said with certainty: "I definitely didn't tell you!" ”

Mannerheim smiled and explained, "You really didn't tell me directly. But you've been reminding me that this government is coming to an end, and I'm deeply puzzled by that, so I can easily reason for this with a little bit of information and my speculation. ”

Li Xiaofeng was really shocked this time, he really had a glimpse of the heroes of the world, there was really no one who could mix in the political arena with insufficient IQ, Mannerheim was not the smartest among politicians, but he deduced the truth with just a few words he revealed. This Nima is also too terrifying, Li Xiaofeng has the idea of tearing his mouth apart at this moment, so that you will pretend to be a god stick in the future!

The subtle changes in the expression on Li Xiaofeng's face all fell into Mannerheim's eyes, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he accurately captured this information, to be honest, Li Xiaofeng really put a lot of pressure on him, and many times he didn't know how to face this young man.

After a few days of thinking, when Mannerheim thought that he had figured out the clue and that he had the grasp of the initiative, he dared to go to a certain immortal. And now, Mannerheim is pleased to see that his efforts have not been in vain, and he has finally gained the upper hand in the conversation between the two for the first time! (To be continued......)

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