Solovyov in Tsarist Russia 1796

When Solovyov was in Odessa, he certainly could not know in time the scene of the quarrel between Balasov and Bagration at the Imperial State Council in Petersburg.

He was concerned about the current situation of the Greeks. Romania and Greece essentially had different national attributes.

The land of Wallachia, to speak of it, became a territory of the Roman Empire during the Trajan period.

The Ottoman Empire, which still calls itself Rome, would inevitably regard the Russian invasion as the invasion of Dacia and Gothic.

If the Goths invaded, the Roman emperor would also be roasted and suffer an unprecedented defeat.

As for the Greeks, in fact, their nobles were often called Fanarios, which included many of the ruling classes involved in the Ottoman Empire. Finance, religion, and administration were always related to them.

There are also a large number of Greek settlements around the Aegean Sea. Speaking of which, the Greeks have been more or less respectful of the Black Sea, known as the "Sea of ​​Hospitality" since ancient times.

If you look at maps related to the ancient Greek era, you can also find that there were Greek colonial city-states and trading outlets around the Black Sea. Until Potemkin entered Crimea, there were still a large number of Greeks here.

Take, for example, the place Balaklava.

Moreover, many Greek nobles in Russia are high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and they have intermarryed with Russian nobles.

In addition, Solovyov’s good friend, the late Prince Mikhail Dolgorukov’s still-living father, Prince Peter Sr., once took volunteers to fight in Greece when he was young. Russia and the Greeks They are relatively friendly.

Therefore, Solovyov always wanted to make a big one. His three-way attack actually turned into a two-way attack strategically. Little Kamensky's heavy troops acted as the main attack on the front, and also attracted the Ottoman Empire army. attention.

He himself will lead a partial division, just like when he fought in Sweden, attack Vidin with surprise troops, open up the communication line with the Serbs, and then arm the Serbian army, and then he can choose to go south.

This plan also seems large-scale and somewhat feasible.

I just don’t know what the current attitude of Serbia is.

If they have a big appetite, it will be difficult to deal with them at the negotiation table.

But on the Greek side, if a little fire is sparked, it will soon cause a violent explosion, just like the Parthenon which was used as a gunpowder magazine and was destroyed.

When he thought of this, it was already late at night, and he had to light a lot of candles to ensure the brightness of the room.

"Okay, I've finally finished this part."

Then he was blindfolded by a pair of delicate hands. This touch and this special smell of perfume must be Mrs. Recamier.

“Julie, if you’re still not sleeping at this hour, how will you take care of your child if he wakes up tomorrow morning?”

"There is a maid to help take care of it, so you don't have to worry."

"What will you do if Clara wants to nurse?"

Madam Rekamir let go of her hands, but she also sat down on Solovyov's lap and used some strength.

"Katya breastfeeds her two children by unbuttoning her clothes, putting the children on her belly, and letting them suck on their own."

"Yes, but you have only given birth to one child, and you are so lazy. Is it possible that you still try to breastfeed the child while you are sleeping?"

"I really did it, Michelle. Sometimes in my dreams, I always feel like someone is rubbing my breasts."

"When the two of us share the same bed, I always touch my waist, thighs and buttocks. Your skin is really well taken care of."

"Ah, that must be when Clara lay on my chest. She felt like this."

"Okay, go to bed early. We will all get up early tomorrow, and you have to take care of the children. I may be ready to leave in the next few days."

"You are leaving again, and I feel a little reluctant to leave you."

Mrs. Rekamir is four years older than Solovyov, but when she acts coquettishly, she does not care about her status as the "big sister".

"It's stuck again, Julie. How could I bear to be separated from you? If there is no more war, we can build a villa on the beach in Yalta and we can all move in."

"Katya and I are enough. I know you have other women. If they move in together, Katya and I will also have to check it."

"I know that you two are good and can exchange children for each other, so don't do this. And these days, I only belong to you. If you are willing to go to Craiova or Bucharest with me, you may have to endure some hardships. , your beautiful feet always don’t wear socks, so your feet and shoes will be covered with mud, and you have to take a shower every day. You should stay here.”

"That's fine, we are all French here, but aren't you afraid that I will get along with other men?"

"If they can write poetry, fight, make a lot of money and make inventions, and are honorary members of the Academy of Sciences, they are certainly qualified to compete with me. If not, you can maintain an ambiguous relationship with them. In Petersburg we Isn’t that how you choose a man before you two get married?”

"Ah, what you said makes sense."

This little widow also put on a cute look to attract Solovyov's attention.

"It's just that I want to be with you. If there is a chance, we can really go to Constantinople. I heard that the Sultan's palace is magnificent, and there are also ruins of the Roman palace there."

She now undressed, with her two beautiful legs in front of Soloviev, and her arms around Soloviev's neck.

"Let's kiss passionately, so we can go to bed."

"Okay, Julie"

But she wanted to see Constantinople. Soloviev's love for his wife and lover had never been for a goal, or even put his energy into military affairs.

Interesting idea, he did want to see the Sultan's palace, but he also knew that Britain and France would not let Russia easily seize Constantinople, and even obstruct it.

At the same time, Napoleon's threat on the European continent also existed, which no one could ignore.

But if Madame Recamier wanted to go to other places, he would try his best to satisfy her.

There was not much time left for the Russian army, and he was waiting for orders, at least a notice from Petersburg.

After a few days, Duke Richelieu returned from Crimea and resumed his post as governor of Odessa, naturally freeing Soloviev from this position.

Clausewitz wrote to him, saying that the repair work on the supply lines from Odessa to Galati, and from Galati to Bucharest and the corps base has been mostly completed, with only some finishing works left.

From Bucharest to Craiova, this section needs to be further improved.

And along with the letter, there is also a map showing the current deployment of Kamensky the Younger.

Soloviev also has to visit the Duke of Richelieu, and before that he has to familiarize himself with the contents of the map and make a good handover with the Duke.

However, he always has to be familiar with the social process of the French, and it is inevitable that he will take Mrs. Recamier to visit the Duke's official residence.

But when he returned to the bedroom, he happened to see his wife feeding Clara there.

"Ah, you saw the child lying in my arms like this, doesn't it look like a painting?"

"How about I ask someone to draw you?"

"That's too embarrassing. I'm not Bonaparte's sister, she can still let go. If it were me, I wouldn't agree even if it was to show motherhood."

It's said that she loves to show off her coquettishness, but she is more conservative in her bones. She doesn't want people to see the soles of her feet even when she is barefoot.

David has a work of a naked beauty on a recliner, with mud on the soles of her feet. The big feet look dirty, and the composition is like the composition of the painting for the young and beautiful Madame Recamier in the past.

The lady resented this for a long time.

Although she thinks she has a good figure, because of her daily laziness, her legs are not that thick, and the feet are not that big.

"Okay, let's coax Clara to sleep later. We still have to go to Duke Richelieu."

"The Duke is a respectable man who never abandons his frail wife."

"Not everyone is like him, Julie, I'll get you some clothes."

"You're really interesting. You always like to do things by yourself. There are servants at home."

"I can't be idle, and there are still many things to do. In addition, the environment in Craiova may not be very good. I'm worried that you and Clara will not adapt there. Stay in Odessa."

"I want to go with you, Michel."

Mrs. Recamier said this, and Soloviev also knew what she was thinking.

Although she is just a mistress now, she is indeed very affectionate to him.

"That has to wait until the child is weaned. This war will last for a while, and even if it reaches Constantinople, there may not be peace."

Then, he saw that his daughter was full, so he picked up Clara and stroked and kissed her cheek.

Compared to the "black-hearted" daughter of Katya, who only recognized her mother, this child went to Paris soon after she was born, but she was very close to her father.

It was outrageous to ask for a little cotton jacket from an illegitimate daughter.

Then he hugged his wife and kissed her again, completely ignoring the fact that his wife was now open-minded.

But today he was wearing a black tuxedo and a top hat, without a medal.

"Oh"

"That's it, Julie. The clothes are like this, what do you think of this white skirt?"

"Help me get a corset, don't make it too tight, this skirt is too loose."

Then, after dressing up, she was the charming salon hostess again.

In Odessa, Madame Recamier became the hostess of this family. It can only be said that those who are related to the Bonaparte family have this problem to some extent.

When Napoleon was in Egypt, he praised his mistress very highly. If Paulina knew about it, she might be very jealous.

The residence of the Duke of Richelieu is in the French settlement area. Soloviev came here and inevitably had to participate in the French banquet here.

He also saw the wife of Langgeron, who was indeed not good-looking and even a little stout.

Langgeron was in Bucharest at the moment. He had previously defeated the Turks who had attempted to launch a shameless sneak attack with a small number of people.

However, his wife Soloviev could also think that marrying such a wife must be more of a dowry subsidized by her family.

This did not affect Langgeron's mistress outside, which was in line with the excellent matching mechanism of the French region.

Soloviev also met the Duke of Richelieu, but he did not expect him to be dressed like a Turk at this moment.

"Your Excellency the Duke, are you going to hold a masquerade?"

"Obviously not, but in Odessa, the receptions we hold always have some special styles."

"Fortunately, you are French. If it were a Russian, someone might criticize him now."

"Like in the previous war with Bonaparte, someone criticized French customs?"

"Yes, I was not criticized because of my more military achievements. If there is another war in the future."

"Don't worry too much. At least now that Bonaparte has married the emperor's sister, he won't have any ideas for the time being."

"It's just that his ambition is too big. Even such a great man with great ability has exceeded his ability. I don't advocate those philosophical views that advocate superhuman will. On the contrary, on the battlefield, the decision-making power is always in the hands of people, as well as in politics, especially in diplomacy."

"But a country. It's not just us masters, right?"

"I know you and Speran "Ski is a friend, and he also has some friendship with Count Stroganov, so it is inevitable that he will have the same views as them."

"But the country needs serfs and workers, but only in Russia."

"It doesn't matter, this is Odessa, the local citizens respect me very much, there are more French here, and there is no need to worry about any spies passing messages to Balashov. And you are going to go to war, and you have been acting governor here for the past few months, and it has been hard for you."

"Your contribution to New Russia and Odessa is indeed great, and this indelible contribution will be remembered forever by the citizens of Odessa in the future. For this place, I, a Russian, am just a passerby."

"But your work is also excellent, and you and Mrs. Recamier are welcome to participate in this banquet. Julie, you are so beautiful, your beauty has been heard from Paris to St. Petersburg, and now you are here again."

The duke has a gentle temperament and is also good at speaking.

It's just that he arranged Turkish-style dishes, and the reception hall also had some Ottoman Empire style, so that

he heard the Middle Eastern suona, and Solovyov also knew that this kind of "New Dynasty music" was very penetrating, whether he wanted to listen to it or not.

There might be something else to talk about at the reception. (End of this chapter)