Igor was shocked. This was the first time he saw the slightly crazy Count Rostovtsev. Look at his current appearance. His elegance and bookishness have completely disappeared. His eyes are all bloodshot. His whole body
They all became sharper, like a sharply sharpened sword.
This aggressive and sharp Count Rostovtsev was very oppressive, giving Igor the feeling of being overwhelmed by a mountain. For a moment, he didn't know how to speak.
Of course, Igor is not without doubts in his mind, because just now Count Rostovtsev said that even if it was an opportunity, he would not recommend that they take action because of the possibility of marrying someone. This is a bit unreasonable, right?
Igor asked about his doubts, and Count Rostovtsev sneered: "You are indeed very confused, and you can't see the situation clearly at all... You always think that your little master is Konstantin Pav.
The son of Grand Duke Lovich is a big trump card...but please forgive me, this is nothing!"
Igor was stunned at first, and then became furious, because the most proud and insistent thing in his heart was the blood of his old master. He believed that there was no one in the entire Romanov family who was more suitable to be the tsar than his master. And
Now Count Rostovtsev is saying that this is nonsense. This is simply mocking him in person and challenging his bottom line.
If it were not Count Rostovtsev who said these words, Igor would probably have stabbed a few holes with his sword.
But the words that made Igor angry were yet to come! Because before he could react, Count Rostovtsev said again: "Bloodline is nothing! Was it because of bloodline that Catherine I ascended to the throne of God?
?She is just a humble peasant girl, a low-class military girl, what kind of blood does she have?"
"How good is Catherine the Great's bloodline? Did she rely on her bloodline to convince her ministers to support her as emperor?"
"Even if we have to talk about blood, there is also the son of Grand Duke Mikhail Pavlovich. How do you think they will choose between your little master and the Grand Duke? They will choose a man of excellent Polish descent.
Tsar!"
This full of ridicule was sprayed in Igor's face, but he could not fight back, because Count Rostovtsev was right. In terms of bloodline alone, not counting Crown Prince Alexander and Grand Duke Constantine, there were others before him.
The descendants of Grand Duke Mikhail Pavlovich are blocking the front!
But Igor was still dissatisfied with Count Rostovtsev's attitude of talking about his little master's Polish ancestry - what happened to the Polish ancestry? Look at Crown Prince Alexander and Grand Duke Constantine, their bloodlines are pure enough and they have sufficient resources.
, the result is not as good as the little master who raised it in the wild! So, Polish ancestry is not a problem at all, okay?
Who would have thought that Count Rostovtsev sneered: "Then you have to tell the ministers and princes and nobles to let them believe that Polish origin is not a problem!"
Igor was immediately speechless. The fact is one thing, whether others recognize it is another matter. More often than not, people's words are the most important thing. No matter how beautiful you are, it is not worth a bunch of mouths.
Beep.
Count Rostovtsev glanced at Igor, knowing that the other party had realized the crux of the problem, so he softened his tone slightly and said: "My friend, bloodline is indeed not a problem, as long as you win
With strong enough support, it won’t be a problem even if your little master is a pure-blooded Pole!”
"But the current situation is that your little master has no decent support at all except you and a few of your friends. How can you challenge Nikolai Pavlovich and his sons? Even
Without them, any other living Grand Duke would have a better chance of winning the throne!"
"So at this time, instigating Crown Prince Alexander and Grand Duke Constantine to rebel is of no benefit to your little master. It will only make others easier! My friend, I advise you: Opportunities only come to those who are prepared. You are simply not ready now.
If you don’t have the strength to aspire to the throne, it’s ten thousand times more important to strengthen your strength honestly than to do those little tricks!”
Igor listened to it this time, and had to admit that although Count Rostovtsev's words didn't sound good, the truth was still right. Only those who don't have strength or not enough strength would engage in conspiracy. If they had enough strength, they would just crush them.
People don’t bother to engage in conspiracies, it’s just conspiracy, okay?
Igor sighed and said: "The problem is, according to the current trend, the throne will only get farther and farther away from my little master. Nikolai Pavlovich is dead, as well as Alexander and Constantine, and
With their son, not to mention that Nikolai Pavlovich is not short-lived in any way. If we don’t take the initiative to create opportunities, how long will we have to wait!”
Count Rostovtsev could only smile bitterly in response to this, because sometimes he couldn't understand Nicholas I's body. This guy was so energetic that he worked at least seven or eight hours a day, and then
He also had to have sex with several girls. Normally a strong body would not be able to withstand this kind of behavior, but this guy has been doing this for ten or twenty years, and it seems that not only is his body not damaged, but he is getting more and more excited.
He is becoming more and more energetic. Is this guy really Tai Ritian in human form?
Count Rostovtsev could only say: "After all, he is already fifty-two years old, and your little master is only 19 years old. Even if you wait another twenty years, your little master will only be 39 years old. I don't think so."
Nicholas lived to be 70 years old!”
Igor smiled bitterly and said: "But he also has four sons, Alexander, Constantine, Nicholas and Mikhail!"
"So what?" Count Rostovtsev said contemptuously, "The only ones who have some ability are Alexander and Constantine. Can your little master not even compare with these two mediocre princes?"
"How is that possible?" Igor replied confidently, "My little master is a hundred times stronger than them! What I worry about has never been about ability, but about this family's despicable and shameless suppression. How have they managed to survive these years?"
It’s not like you didn’t see what I did!”
Count Rostovtsev smiled slightly and said: "But didn't your little master survive it? It's so hard to persevere, and now that the situation is getting better, we should persevere even more! What's more, I think that the family will want to
I’m afraid it will become increasingly difficult to suppress your little master!”
Igor was puzzled: "Why?"
Count Rostovtsev smiled happily and said: "Because your little master's performance is so outstanding. If this trend continues, they will not be able to suppress it even if they want to!"