Of course money is a good thing, but as the old saying goes, a gentleman should get it in a wise way. Grand Duke Constantine's method is definitely not a wise way, so there must be something wrong with it.
Of course, he himself also knew that doing this would be a bit awkward, but he was not particularly nervous, not only because he maintained his high status, but more importantly, he felt that he was the boss in Moldavia and nothing could be done to him.
How about it.
Even if someone discovered his activities, they would not dare to investigate. By the time the news slowly spread to St. Petersburg, he had already wiped his butt clean. Even if he sent an imperial envoy here, he would not be able to find anything.
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It must be said that Grand Duke Constantine's calculation was correct. Under normal circumstances, almost no one could do anything to him. Taking advantage of the long distance between Chisinau and St. Petersburg, he could calmly deal with all troubles.
But this was only almost the same. As Dmitri wrote to Pobedonostsev to inform him of the situation, the distance advantage he relied on was immediately reduced by more than half. As long as Pobedonostsev is not stupid.
He will immediately rush to Chisinau, and then put on a good show of catching the thief.
And this moment was really not too far away. Only five days later, Pobedonostsev, who had just arrived in Kiev two days ago, received the fatal letter. At the first moment, he immediately ordered his entourage to rush to Kiev.
Hurry up Xinau!
In order to save time, this gentle "royal tutor" abandoned his comfortable four-wheeled carriage and rode a horse himself. After killing six horses along the way, he rushed in in just three days.
Chisinau.
Then he rushed into the strategic reserve warehouse immediately and announced the start of a comprehensive inspection without saying a word!
He opened all the granaries and checked them carefully one by one. In fact, there was no need to go to such trouble, because most of the warehouses were empty, and it was obvious at a glance that even a mouse was empty!
"Gentlemen, you must explain to me why your warehouses are all empty and why there is not even a grain of grain!"
At this moment, the warehouse management staff were naturally in mourning. They did not expect that Pobedonostsev would suddenly come to inspect, let alone stare directly at the granary.
Because in the past, they would be notified in advance even if there was another inspection, and they would not only look at one kind of material. If they followed the routine, they would have enough time to make preparations and fool things around.
But there was obviously no way to fool them today! All of them were sweating profusely, and those who didn’t know thought it was summer!
"Arrest all these damn borers and keep them under strict supervision. We must find out the truth and recover the food!"
Pobedonostsev was not interested in wasting time with these minions. He came to Chisinau with only one goal - Grand Duke Constantine. As long as the fact that Grand Duke Constantine stole and sold grain could be established,
Then Nicholas I would never spare him.
If he can nail this case, he will naturally vent his anger and shame on Crown Prince Alexander, severely blow the arrogance of Grand Duke Constantine and his gang, and almost declare the end of the battle for the throne.
"Seal the entire warehouse area and let me search carefully one by one to see how many supplies are missing!"
After fixing the evidence, Pobedonostsev was not idle and immediately went to find Dmitri. Although he had a better relationship with Baryatinsky, he was a little bit different from Dmitri.
harmony.
But this time things are different. We are all members of Crown Prince Alexander, and we must unanimously report to the outside world. Based on Pobedonostsev’s understanding of Grand Duke Constantine, he will definitely not sit still and wait for death. He will either fight to the death to destroy the evidence, or
They will disown the relationship and send a few scapegoats to take the blame.
No matter what kind of situation it was, it was not what Pobedonostsev wanted to see. He came all the way despite the cold and snow, not just to deal with a few scapegoats.
"Dmitri, I have sent people to control the storage area and are carefully inspecting each warehouse. We will soon be able to determine how much damage there is!"
Pobedonostsev rarely smiled at Dmitri. Although they belonged to different cliques, Dmitri had given him a great contribution this time. No matter what, he had to reciprocate the favor.
Not a bit face-saving.
Dmitri sighed and said: "That's good, but I must remind you that Grand Duke Constantine is definitely more courageous than you think. We all know the nature of this matter, and he will not sit still and wait for death.
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Pobedonostsev also nodded. Although he did not necessarily agree with Dmitri's words, it would not be a bad thing to be more prepared.
"I guess he might shirk responsibility and leave a few scapegoats to take the blame!" Pobedonostsev replied.
Who would have thought that Dmitri nodded first and then shook his head and said: "This possibility is not small, but please note that he is the governor of Moldavia after all. He has great power here and is very likely to take risks and destroy evidence!"
Pobedonostsev was stunned and asked in confusion: "How to destroy evidence?"
Dmitri solemnly replied: "Burn down the warehouse and die without proof!"
Pobedonostsev was startled, because it was so arrogant to do so, and he doubted that Grand Duke Constantine really had such courage.
Dmitri quickly explained: "I have been observing here for half a month. The situation in Moldavia is much more complicated than you think. He is not only stealing and selling and misappropriating food, but he is also hoarding and driving up prices to make huge profits...
…Let’s put it this way, all the important dignitaries in Moldavia are involved in this matter, and their interests are highly consistent with those of Grand Duke Constantine. If you really expose the shady secrets, I’m afraid…”
Pobedonostsev suddenly took a breath. He knew the seriousness of the matter. If the upper echelons of Moldavia were involved in this matter, then you can imagine how crazy these people would be just to wipe their butts.
And know.
But he was still a little puzzled and asked: "Didn't it mean that his relationship with the Moldavia was not harmonious? Why did he suddenly become so good that he could wear a pair of trousers?"
Dmitri sighed quietly. This problem had troubled him for a while before, but later someone told him that money touches people's hearts. There is no eternal hatred or eternal friendship in this world, but there are eternal interests.
As long as the interests are big enough, the enemy who killed his father can have a good time over wine. Unfortunately, in this case, the interests of Grand Duke Constantine and those bastards of Moldavia are highly consistent. Naturally, they are in harmony with each other!