I am Peter III, Emperor of the Hexagon of the Goose Kingdom

Chapter 210 Your Majesty sets up a trick, who dares not to drill?
Astello sighed and said:
"It's not the Minister of General Affairs, who doesn't know what to think, but suddenly ordered almost the whole of Russia to start burning bricks."

"Is this kind of brick useful? Do you remember the last time the British were in St. Petersburg, clamoring for furs, iron ore and red bricks in our country?"

"The result? Fortunately, they have been doing business in Russia for more than ten years. Our furs are sold to them at a discount, but they tricked us."

Avel said:

"I know this. They took the furs and iron ore, but the red bricks made people suffer. They broke the contract and didn't even have compensation."

Astello said: "That's right, the reason why the British don't want red bricks is because Western Europe and the Netherlands only use marble in luxurious places. How can red bricks compare to marble?"

The two brothers looked at each other, and they both saw the agreement in each other's eyes, but Awell said in puzzlement:
"Then why is the Minister of Internal Affairs and Communications now ordering the whole country to start smelting bricks? Where do you get the money to buy so many bricks?"

Astello sighed:

"I don't know why the Minister of Internal Affairs and Communications gave the order, but I know that the Minister of Internal Affairs and Affairs has no money. No, he also told all the nobles that after the road is paved with red bricks in the future, they will collect tolls. Now some nobles are willing to pay After the Transportation Bureau advances the pre-purchase payment, it will share a little bit in the future, I bah~ Vorontsov thinks we are fools."

Aville was stunned:

"Is this really something the Minister of Internal Affairs and Communications can do?"

Astello nodded and said, "Otherwise, we didn't expect it either."

Then he rejoiced: "Fortunately, it was just an order from the Privy Council, and it wasn't very forced, and it didn't pass the parliament to get His Majesty to sign it into a decree. We just don't pay in advance and see what he can do."

Awell agreed with his brother's opinion, but said with a bitter face:

"But in this way, if there is no money in the future, won't the Privy Council force us to make a mint?"

Astello shook his head and said:

"Why don't you just stop working at the Mint, we don't need your oil and water."

Aville shook his head again and again:
"That won't work. I work at the Mint. Oil and water are secondary. The position of supervisor of the Mint is glorious and free."

Astello frowned, he didn't like his younger brother's freedom, and he didn't get married when he was too old.

Astello said again:
"When this matter develops, the Privy Council will definitely not be able to spend so much money. You are optimistic. The Privy Council will definitely not agree to use the money from the treasury. It's not enough, and your mint will be busy at that time."

"Would you be willing to bear the responsibility of making coins wrong in the future?"

Seeing the change in his younger brother's face, Astello continued:

"It's something that you can already foresee, and you still stand there stupidly. This is not what a smart Awell should do."

Awell was still reluctant to part with the mint, but hesitated and said:

"Then what do you say I'm not at the Mint?"

Hearing his younger brother's tone loosened, Astello was overjoyed, but he said calmly:

"Naturally go to the army. Now that the battle is over, we don't have to fight bloody battles like those soldiers to gain merit. You stay in the army for a while and come back. We are active, and Guan Yibiao may be promoted to a higher level." .”

Hearing that he was going to the army, Aville shook his head repeatedly and said:

"If you don't go, even if you don't fight, the army will suffer too much."

Astello smiled: "My silly brother, if I let you go to the army, can I still make you suffer? Don't I, as an older brother, not understand your temper?"

Aweier asked blankly: "Brother, what do you mean?"

"The Caspian Sea Fleet is far away. It can't be more peaceful. Going there is leisurely and easy. You stay for half a year to a year, and you will be promoted when you come back."

Listening to the route his brother arranged for him, Awell thought for a while and thought it was right, and couldn't help being moved by his brother's intentions.

My brother is still the one who took good care of me since childhood!
However, Awell said:

"Brother, I have listened to your opinion, but I want to wait and see at the mint for a while, and it will not be too late for me to leave if there is any movement."

Seeing that my younger brother adopted my opinion, although I was still reluctant to bear the Mint, the things that the Mint will face in the future are completely foreseeable, and it is indeed not in a hurry.

Astello seemed to see the prospect of his younger brother being promoted to a higher level after returning from the army under his own arrangement, and he would be able to find a better noble lady in the future.

Now that his younger brother agreed, he was not in a hurry to arrange a dance for his younger brother, and it would not be too late when his younger brother returned from the Caspian Sea Fleet.

And when the two brothers and some nobles laughed, thinking that Vorontsov was on the opposite side of the nobles and unwilling to pay a penny, a nobleman rushed to the Privy Council.

He is the owner of the Yusupov Palace, the extremely wealthy nobleman Duke Daliye.

Duke Dalier was obviously in a hurry, and his cheeks were sweating.

After waiting outside the Privy Council for half an hour, the duke, who was also bestowed an official position by Peter, finally saw Vorontsov.

But even if Dalier was given an official position, he was not as good as Vorontsov in terms of status.

Dalier couldn't be more clear about the status of Vorontsov's daughter in His Majesty's heart, not to mention Vorontsov was still a first-class civil servant.

Seeing Vorontsov, Dalier immediately burst into smiles, while Vorontsov couldn't help but feel a little headache.

In the eyes of Vorontsov, Dalier's smiling face is no different from the smile of a fox.

If it weren't for the fox, who would have invested 800 million rubles when His Majesty was still the crown prince?
Although it was the purchase of the Queen's Fund, given His Majesty's rumored reputation at the time, it was undoubtedly a great risk.

Daliye took the risk, and he was right.

When the news that Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth announced that the two emperors would rule together reached Moscow, the Duke of Dalier did not hesitate to add an additional 800 million rubles. Because of this, he was able to participate in His Majesty's confidential meeting under the false name of only one Duke.

Think about who was there at the time?

He is Vorontsov, Minister of Internal Affairs and Civil Affairs, first class civil servant.

Bestutev, Deputy Minister of General Affairs, Civil Service Second Class.

Ivanovic, the head of the mysterious office trusted since the time of Queen Elizabeth.

Prince Nikita Trubetskoy, Speaker of the Parliament.

As for Vivian who was called in later, needless to say, she was taking minutes of the meeting, and now Vivian is no longer the original Vivian. The fashion lady's famous name is resounding throughout Europe, and it is the name of many prominent nobles and princesses. To curry favor with existence.

What about Daliye?

Just a duke who doesn't have any real job and doesn't have any official status.

What a contrast!

Vorontsov hadn't underestimated Dalier since that meeting.

Although we didn't see each other very often later, what could Dalier do if he came to see him in this posture?

Nothing more than red bricks, Traffic Bureau!

This is where Vorontsov has a headache. He doesn't want Dalier to participate in the advance of funds.

This is against His Majesty's plan.

In His Majesty's plan, although the Transportation Bureau is a new department, all tolls will be collected by this bureau in the future.

His Majesty specially set up a trick for the nobles, and Vorontsov looked at Dalier coldly. Didn't Dalier want to take advantage of His Majesty's trick?

He dares!

(End of this chapter)