Chapter eight hundred and eighty second not so simple
When Count Rostovtsev returned to the library, he saw Nikolay Milyutin as expected. He was really not surprised at all why this impatient friend appeared here. If someone hadn't been there
He will be surprised.
"Don't you think you've been here too often these days?" Count Rostovtsev asked with a smile.
Nikolai Milyutin replied angrily: "Count, you only like to stay here. If you can go to salons and balls like others, I don't need to come here all the time!"
"Salons and balls," Count Rostovtsev shook his head as he handed his cloak to the valet next to him. "I am not one of those young men who are trying to hunt for beauty. That kind of occasion is meaningless to me."
Nikolay Milutin shook his head and said: "I have no interest in hunting for women, but that kind of occasion is not only for hunting for women, but it is also more suitable for connecting with each other. At least it is more lively than here!"
"I don't like the excitement!" Count Rostovtsev replied so calmly, "And if you really have feelings, you don't need special contact. There is an old saying in the East that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. I appreciate it very much!"
Nikolai Milyutin became more and more speechless. He knew that it was pointless to continue talking to Count Rostovtsev about this topic, because it was impossible for him to convince this old stubborn.
He could only change the subject and said: "I heard that you were called to the imperial study by His Majesty?"
Count Rostovtsev looked at him and said with a smile: "You are really well informed. Is the Ministry of Internal Affairs also developing spies now? Or are you planning to work in the third department?"
"I'm not kidding you," Nikolai Milyutin said helplessly, "You also know how important this is to us. His Majesty summoned you after the imperial meeting today, and he must have discussed the third part with you.
Right?"
Count Rostovtsev smiled and said: "That's right. Your Majesty was very angry with you today. You should be more careful in the future!"
Nikolai Milyutin looked at Count Rostovtsev with dumbfounded eyes, and after a long time he said angrily: "How could you do this? It was you who made me attack Kanditantin Pobedonostsev. I'm so angry.
Your Majesty is the one who made the sarcastic remarks, are you kidding me?"
Count Rostovtsev shook his head and said: "I have no interest in teasing you, because you can't help teasing at all, and it's not funny at all!"
Nikolai Milyutin was speechless again, and said with a mixture of laughter and tears: "It's already this time, could you please stop joking and tell me what your Majesty actually means?"
Count Rostovtsev shook his head and said: "You are so boring. Don't you understand what His Majesty means?"
Nikolai Milyutin shook his head blankly, which made Count Rostovtsev sigh: "Did you never take what I said before to heart? I told you long ago that His Majesty only agreed to the reform out of necessity.
Yes, do you think he might be happy? Or do you still expect him to commend you for what you did today?"
Nikolai Milyutin was stunned on the spot with his mouth wide open. Of course he couldn't be so naive, but he did still have a little bit of extravagant hope in his heart. He hoped that Alexander II could understand that what he did was for the good of Russia.
For the sake of the Romanov family, he hoped that one day his majesty would understand his painstaking efforts.
Of course, this is indeed a luxury hope, so Nikolai Milyutin inevitably felt disappointed and lost. After a long time, he lamented: "Your Majesty will understand one day!"
Count Rostovtsev glanced at him and said nothing, because he knew that it would be useless to say anything. Nikolay Milyutin was such a stubborn person, and expecting him to suddenly become enlightened was as unrealistic as a pig climbing a tree.
So he didn't answer the question at all, but said: "Be prepared, His Majesty has not given up. He will do his best to maintain his authority and protect those old stubborns. Your trip will be very difficult."
Nikolai Milyutin nodded silently and asked: "Did His Majesty ask you to come to help make plans for the reform of the third part?"
"Yes!" Count Rostovtsev answered directly.
Nikolai Milyutin asked again: "Then what advice do you give him?"
Nikolai Milyutin did not expect that Count Rostovtsev would suddenly clarify his position to Alexander II and tell the tsar that he was also a reformist and the real mastermind behind the reformists. That was impossible.
He just hoped that Count Rostovtsev could find some way to persuade Alexander II and let him accept the fact that reform was inevitable. However, when Count Rostovtsev explained what he had just done in the imperial study,
Afterwards, Nikolai Milyutin was still inevitably dumbfounded.
"You actually did this? Don't you know how much trouble this will cause me?" Nikolai Milyutin jumped to his feet anxiously, "If your Majesty really succeeds in Count Uvarov's work, then what will happen to me?"
This time we can’t do anything about Kanditantin Pobedonostsev and the third part!”
The more he talked, the more anxious he became. He was so anxious that he was spinning around in circles, as if his buttocks were on fire.
"How could you do this? Damn it, I don't even know which side you are on!"
Count Rostovtsev replied calmly: "Of course I am on your side, calm down my friend, things are not as bad as you think!"
Nikolay Milyutin said angrily: "Then tell me what you are thankful for. Are you glad that you did not completely side with our enemies, or are you glad that the idea you gave His Majesty was not harmful enough?"
Count Rostovtsev chuckled and said: "Calm down, listen to what I have to say before you lose your temper. My friend, you just can't keep your temper and are too sensitive... Do you think Count Uvarov can do it without me speaking?"
Have you cooperated with you in cutting Kanditantin Pobedonostsev and the third part into eight pieces as you wished?"
Before Nikolai Milyutin could answer Count Rostovtsev, he explained: "That old fox is more measured than you think. He is willing to attack Kanditantin Pobedonostsev and his gang.
He will do it, but he will never agree to weaken the third part too much. Let me tell you, this time he will never cooperate with you in dismembering the third part. Instead, he will continue to hold you back so that you can't use your strength!"
Nikolai Milyutin did not speak. It was not that he did not agree with Count Rostovtsev's analysis, but that he knew very well that the Count was right. He had a similar understanding before and knew that this time things were not that different.