Siberia's permafrost is only the northernmost Arctic Circle. The central and southern regions are either large forests or the same landform characteristics as the Ukrainian prairie. Russians can easily adapt and can easily reclaim land for planting. In Tomsk, the Russians have reclaimed a large amount of land. Before Petrien arrived, the Governor and the former Minister of the Imperial Palace were discussing the thawing after thawing, but neither of them was too serious. Everyone knows that with Tomsk's manpower, they don't know which one to make a profit from planting. More people in the city are traders and Cossacks used for force development. It is better to expect these people to farm.

After Petrien came in, the two nobles stood up together and welcomed Petrien.

In terms of identity, Petrien was not a noble, but this man successfully approached the line with Yusheng. The results were more delightful than visiting the Chinese emperor in the Greater Chinatown. The Ming Dynasty, that is, China's wealth was already a fact that Russians in the Far East knew, but the distance was too far and the Russians were too weak. They had to deal with this country established by the Yellow Oriental people through negotiation and trade, rather than gaining benefits and voice by burning, killing, looting, just like they advanced eastward from the European part of Russia.

Russians have no interest in the judgment system of "civilization". They do not advocate religion like the Spanish, fantasize about conquering a civilized power like China as a gift to God, nor are they as pragmatic as the British, Dutch and Portuguese. They only want to do business with the Chinese and rely on trade means to obtain profits. Russians are only interested in land and interests, and only those who can suppress their interest are the other party's strength. The so-called civilization is not the size of trade profits. This does not matter. If you can get land, what else do you need to do in trade?

But if you don’t have the strength and have huge trade profits, it is still very popular to reach an agreement.

Petrien expressed his gratitude to the two senior officials for their welcome. The Russians spoke directly, and he said directly: "Thank God, the battle in Moscow has already come to an end."

The former minister Golovin looked a little pale. His power came from the tsar's grant. If the tsar failed, his status in Tomsk would be immediately lost.

"Zarutsky and Marina, Murusk were captured by the army loyal to His Majesty the Tsar." Petrine said with a glorious spirit: "The long battle has finally ended. Zarutsky was beheaded and Marina was thrown into prison!"

"Okay, that's great." Golovin shouted in disobedience.

Vlasok calmed down and asked, "Where is that son of Dimitri?"

Dimitri, also known as Dimitri II, was a pseudo-tsar established by the Poles. Most Russian nobles did not recognize it. However, there were also considerable nobles loyal to this tsar and remained in dispersed after his death. In recent years, the focus of Russian politics, politics, struggle and struggle has been on the four-year-old boy born to Dimitri II and Marina. A considerable number of nobles, especially the national leader of the Cossacks, Zarutsky, supported this little boy and tried to make him the tsar.

Petrien shrugged and said, "He was hanged at the gate of Shelphof's fortress, and countless people watched the scene."

"God..."

This time, the Governor and the former minister both looked a little pale.

Petrien said: "I know, no matter what, that is a four-year-old boy, may God take his soul."

Hanging a four-year-old boy in public is not acceptable in any case. Petrien knew that although doing so would never lead to the future troubles and no one would support the son of this pseudo-tsar, it gave many people a bad impression, and even cursed that Romanov's Tsar chose to hang the young and the children. In the future, the descendants of the Tsar may encounter terrible retribution, and the descendants of the Tsar will be killed when they are underage, and the Tsar's family will be extinct.

Petrin didn't believe in curses very much, but this incident still made him feel extremely bad. He exposed the topic and said, "Everyone is arresting Zarutsky's confidants. I came to see two of them as soon as possible. The news should not have reached Bashrov's ears."

Vrasov rubbed his eyebrows and said, "It's great. Bashrov has caused us too much trouble in the past few months. The Ming Dynasty mission alone has caused us a headache. He almost made us futile because he was on the same line as Zarutsky. If it weren't for the war in the Ming Dynasty, we would have lost the mission and this trade route long ago."

"You're right." Petrien said with a grudge: "Send someone to hang this damn guy now."

"The risk is very high." The governor said with a pale face: "Bashrov has a high prestige in the city. He has more than 300 Cossacks under his command, and our troops are only more than 1,000. If a civil war occurs, we may suffer heavy losses."

At this moment, a waiter walked in, bowed to the three of them, and whispered a few words in Vrasov's ear.

"Oh, those Ming people are amazing." Vlasov waved his hand and asked the servant to retreat, turned to Petrien and Goloven and said: "Now we are no longer on guard against them. The respected Lord Petrien just came back, and they had heard the wind and came to ask for a meeting."

Petrien smiled and said, "These Ming people are the smartest businessmen I have ever met. To be honest, I am proud to be able to work with them."

Golovin said: "It is true. They are smart and generous, good at learning. Now almost everyone can speak Russian language, which makes it difficult for us to limit them."

Vlasov said, "With these outstanding subordinates, that respected Lord Zhang must be an amazing person."

"It's true." Despite the topic being said many times, Petrien said with a solemn look on his face: "He is indeed an amazing big man."

"But how should we answer these respectable partners?" Vrasov said in distress.

Petrien said: "First, we tell them about Zakrov, please do not worry. We will slowly weaken his power, and finally declare the news of the Tsar's victory, take him down, and finally hang him in the square in the city to apologize to our Ming partners. Second, we want to tell them that we should be sorry about the Tsar's affairs. Although His Majesty the Tsar has allowed Dyzhnev and the corresponding talents to go to the Ming countries, we must first have the consent of Dyzhnev himself. In Russia, even the Tsar is not omnipotent, and I hope our partners can understand."

At this time, another servant came in and reported the latest movements to Vrasov in the same posture.

"No need to talk about the second thing for now." Fufusov said with a wry smile: "The Ming people have gone to the shipyard again. Let's talk about it after they have persuaded Jezhnev."

Petrien said angrily and amusedly: "Although we forbidden them from contacting Jezhnev, the Ming people still found a solution. I don't know what to say. These guys are too smart and even ignore the rules. This is not good. Well, is this a characteristic of the Ming people? We must write it down."

When Mo Zongtong approached the conference living room, Petrien walked in front. He opened his arms, his bearded trembled, and his face was filled with an extremely joyful light: "Dear Mo, let's embrace it. From today on, we are real allies."

"Huh?" As the Russians expected, Mo Zongtong's expression was only cold and suspicious.

...

There is a winding river passing by in the north of Tomsk, which is the famous Yeseni River.

The direction of the river is completely different from the one used by the Chinese to go from west to east. This is a big river from south to north. If the length is more than 5,200 kilometers in terms of its origin, it is equivalent to being able to cross the entire border of the current Ming Dynasty, whether from west to east or north to south. From the perspective of flow rate, the Yeseni River flows far above the Ob River and Lena River. The Russians went north along the river, and the places they crossed were vast plains. When going east, the altitude was getting higher and higher, full of deep mountains and dense forests. After years of temptation, the Russians felt that it was too difficult to continue east along the land. They planned to go north along the Yeseni River and enter the sea, and then take a boat to the east during the thawing period to find the estuary of the river that can penetrate deep into the land.

This work has been going on for nearly a year. Under very difficult conditions, the Russians created a shipyard that had begun to take shape here. When He Bin, Zheng Zhilong and others arrived, Jezhnev and others were building keels.

"This is our last effort." Zheng Zhilong already understood the temper of Jezhnev. This is a typical Russian, tall, strong, cold and conceited, with a bit of rugged temperament and rough behavior. It is a completely different type from the Dutch people Zheng Zhilong had seen when he was at Hirado. Even if Russians are white, they are completely different from the Dutch British and Portuguese in terms of mental outlook and overall temperament, and they do not look like people of the same clan of the same origin and race.

In the eyes of the Han people, the so-called countries in the Thai countries are actually the same thing. The Chinese were born with a unified dynasty plot and they disagreed with the division in Europe. In the eyes of the Chinese, the people from the Thai countries are almost the same, but the Russians obviously have a completely different temperament from ordinary Europeans. They are more barbaric, cold, hard, rough, and more persevering, full of perseverance and determination, not under the Western European adventurers who have sailed thousands of miles away.

Zheng Zhilong stopped others and slowly walked to Jezhnev's side. The friends stopped. They knew that it was Zheng Zhilong who wanted to try it alone. They went through many times together, but the results were not very good. Zheng Zhilong was vaguely the backbone of everyone. Letting him try it alone was also the trust of his friends.

Looking at the keel in front of him, Zheng Zhilong frowned and said, "Don't this look like a Garen ship?"

"What are you doing to build a Garen ship?" Jezhnev's eyes were pure sky blue, and they looked transparent and blue like a pool of sea water, but there was not much friendship in these eyes. On the contrary, they were very impatient... Jezhnev said: "Our goal is to go up the river, arrive at the estuary when the sea is thawed, and seize the time to build the most primitive port for use when it comes back in the future... Isn't it going to fight, are Garen ships going to war with large chunks of ice and seals?"
Chapter completed!