Seeing this, Rostislav sighed uncontrollably. It seemed that he had to do such a thing after all, and he would finally help this kid.
"Let's do this. I will send some pastors there. I happen to have a group of people in my hands to join the dispatch. But don't let go of your work there. You need to urge them to convert. These people may become your base in the future.
Yes, don’t be stingy when making promises. It’s the most basic thing to be a high-ranking official or a generous salary, so it doesn’t matter what you promise.”
The Prince of Moscow spoke to Adam as if he was teaching his younger generation, with a strong sense of concern in his words, but that was all he said and did not continue the topic.
Because he knew that there was no point in continuing. After all, this kind of thing was Adam's business, so he should let him do it himself.
As Rostislav once said, he did not want to establish a puppet monarch in Bulgar, but a real monarch. This has never changed.
What Rostislav needed was never a puppet, but a friend and monarch who could help.
Faced with the advice of the Prince of Moscow, Adam nodded. He was actually a little surprised in his heart. He had thought that Rostislav would take over these matters rudely and directly.
But now it seems that Rostislav behaves very gently, letting him go and teaching him what to do as if he were a junior.
In fact, Adam really didn't know how to do it, that's why he was so distressed. Although his teacher Alaire was excellent in battlefield skills, he also knew a lot about palace political struggles.
But when he was asked to do things between people, he was really hard at it, and he had nothing to teach Adam.
Adam did not dare to talk to Rostislav about this because he was afraid that Rostislav would take this opportunity to take away control of the army from him.
Although he knew in his heart that he would definitely not be able to keep him when the time came, he could delay it for as long as he wanted. After all, he would feel safe with the troops in his hands.
Although the prince and his wife of Moscow had always been very kind to him, deep down in his heart, Adam regarded himself as Rostislav's puppet.
Many of the actions of the Prince of Moscow that treated him as an equal monarch were actually considered by him internally as a face-saving project, just for display to the outside world.
After all, Bulgar's court was also full of conspiracies, and it was impossible for Adam to be unaware of these.
Moreover, he had Alaire as his teacher. This loyal minister of the Dulu family taught Adam many things.
Now as the time for the conquest of Bulgar has progressed, Adam thinks that Rostislav will recover something from him sooner or later.
For example, the control of the Bulgar troops allows these people to serve as cannon fodder, and by consuming these people, the controllability of Adam's puppet can be ensured.
When Rostislav asked about the number and religious status of the Bulgar troops, Adam thought that Rostislav took the opportunity to take away these powers.
But Adam didn't mind Rostislav taking away these powers, let alone being a puppet of the Russians. He was very grateful for the care of the prince and his wife, and the shelter and care they provided.
If what they need in return is to set themselves up as a banner, then so be it.
And the most important thing is, if you don't want to be a puppet, how can you get back the power?
Alaire once warned him not to be afraid of being used by others. Being used by others means that you are useful. If no one can even use you, then there is really no hope of restoring the country.
So you have to become this puppet first before you can think about actually gaining power.
But then, what Rostislav mentioned made Adam feel cold.
After hearing the next words, the exiled prince of Bulgar immediately thought that Rostislav's words just now were just comfort thrown out to appease him.
"Master Adam, I want to talk about Ross's interests in Bulgar after you return to Volga Bulgar. Some things should be settled first before being messed up, don't you think so?"
This is a naked demand for profit, and Rostislav can think of anything he wants with his toes, which is nothing more than various trade concessions and the supply of Bulgarian resources to Moscow.
There was nothing he could do about this kind of thing. The so-called war was fought just for these things. He had already been mentally prepared for this.
"Everything will be according to your request, Lord Rostislav. I can't repay you for my help. You can take anything you want."
Adam behaved very obediently. No matter what he wanted, he just took it. Anyway, these things were not his yet. He just allowed them to go out casually. He could talk about other things after he had secured his position.
"You are really direct, so I won't be polite."
Rostislav took the wine on the table at hand and drank it in one gulp.
"I want Rus merchants to obtain trading rights in Bulgaria. All Bulgarian towns cannot refuse their entry and open commercial transactions. In addition, regarding Bulgarian craftsmen, I hope Bulgaria can allow us to take away part of Bulgaria.
Artisan Garr, that’s all our requirements.”
"Um, is that all?"
This surprised Adam again. He originally thought that Rostislav wanted the lion to open his mouth, but now these requests...
To be honest, Adam has read so many history books and has never seen such easy requirements.
Aren't these things supposed to be the most basic? They should not be put on the table as a condition.
"Lord Adam, Lord Adam, it seems that you still have some prejudice against me after all."
Rostislav naturally noticed his expression. The prince raised his glass, and an attendant immediately filled it for him.
Then the prince began to shake the wine from Bulgar, and the red liquid created a slight blush on the wall of the cup.
"What I need is a friend, and you are enough to be my friend. We have actually become friends. Aren't friends supposed to help each other? I am not a greedy person. I regard this military dispatch more as a
A gift, a justice given to a friend. Akadena’s beastly act of killing his relatives is a crime worthy of death for any nation and any belief. Everyone should fight against such bastards, my friend - you
——This justice is needed, and he should execute this garbage with his own hands."
Rostislav confessed his attitude very frankly. As he has always emphasized, what he needs are friends who can help each other, not puppets who can live and kill themselves.
So he sent troops to get "justice" to his friend, so that this friend could provide help in the future.
The Prince of Moscow knows his abilities very well, and he has absolutely no control over a country like Bulgaria.
Rather than turning this place into a quagmire that devours resources or exploits neighboring countries that may rebel at any time, it is better to have a true friend, a friend who can send troops to help him.
"I understand, Lord Rostislav, of course I am your friend."
Adam hesitated slightly for a while, and then he said this decisively.
Of course he understood Rostislav's subtext. In fact, he had heard these words many times, but he had more or less regarded them as false before.
But now, he finally truly believed in Rostislav, believing it from the bottom of his heart.
Rostislav's pattern amazed him. He had met many people and heard many things over the years, but there had never been anyone as far-sighted and magnanimous as Rostislav.
"I'm glad you say that, Lord Adam."
Looking at Adam's face that was too delicate to be a man's, Rostislav smiled, smiling to gain trust. He could feel that the last barrier between him and this young man had disappeared.
"Then come and enjoy the show, Lord Adam. When the show is finally over, I have to announce something."
As Rostislav spoke, he drank another glass of wine for himself.
Under him, he remembered another cheer, a cheer for the performance, but in Adam's view, it was like a cheer for the monarch, making him look so majestic.