When Menshikov saw it, he burst into laughter. With a calm wave of his hand, the gift box was taken away by the servants.

Then, his face slowly turned cold, he looked at Qian Yonggui and yelled: "Come here, arrest this person!"

Qian Yonggui was startled. He didn't know why Menshikov changed his face so quickly and knelt down in panic: "Marshal, Marshal..."

Menshikov's people were naturally just trying to scare him.

Menshikov shouted coldly: "The two countries are at war. It's a sensitive period. Who sent you?"

Qian Yonggui shouted: "It's wrong, Marshal, it's wrong!"

Menshikov sneered and said: "Unjustly accused? Do you really think that I am someone who does not understand the situation? Take it down and kill it!"

Qian Yonggui was so frightened that he cried bitterly, and bubbles came out of his nose: "Marshal, you are wronged! We are not the same faction as Liu Shilang, who is the main battler! We are competitors!"

At this moment, Menshikov slowly waved his hand, and the guards let Qian Yonggui go.

Qian Yonggui was so frightened that his crotch was filled with the strong smell of urine, but he couldn't care less at this time and was trembling all over.

Menshikov smiled coldly.

Weak Han Chinese!

A bunch of cowards!

He was extremely proud and said with a smile: "Really?"

Qian Yonggui was pissed and crying: "Marshal, we people from Jiangsu and Zhejiang already hate Shilang Liu to death! We scholar-bureaucrats can't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood!"

"It's him who turned our prosperous Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas into a place where everyone wants to fight! This abominable Liu Shilang... he tries to do whatever good things happen to his own territory..."

He began to complain bitterly about Liu Zheng's abomination.

Menshikov listened quietly, and as he listened, a smile appeared on his face.

A feeling of confidence.

After Qian Yonggui finished speaking, he asked calmly: "Scholar-official, Zhu Zhen?"

Qian Yonggui trembled all over, with a look of surprise on his face: "The marshal is really a talented man, he knows the dragon flames so well!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Menshikov likes flattery like this.

However, as he holds a high position, he does know the situation in Long Yan's country relatively well. The disputes between the old nobles, the new nobles, and the scholar-bureaucrats are no longer a secret.

"Get up!"

Thinking of this, Menshikov raised his hand.

Qian Yonggui felt like he was being pardoned and stood up in a pissed off state.

"So, what good news does Mr. Qian bring me today?"

Menshikov looked at Qian Yonggui with bright eyes.

Qian Yonggui said humbly: "Marshal, due to the abominable Shilang Liu, Liangzhou and Liaodong, the corn in our Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas is unsaleable this year... this, this... the common people here

, there is a large amount of food, if we don’t take action, it will be in our hands! Therefore, the common people, regardless of the dangers, come to beg the marshal at this time, hoping that the marshal will give us a way to survive!"

"We, the entire Longyan scholar-bureaucrats, will definitely be grateful!"

As soon as these words came out.

Menshikov finally had a smile on his face.
Chapter completed!