Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Zhang Yilei was also able to distinguish the priorities at critical moments. His duty as a guard was to protect Li Weijun's life. It could be said that if it weren't for Li Weijun, everyone would not have had a trip to Rakshasa Country.

So even though he was with the little cook and was reluctant to leave and wanted to stay a while longer, he couldn't help but feel that everyone had already made the decision. He could only go out with everyone else in a depressed mood, wandering around the streets and alleys near the Red Square and visiting the tube-shaped buildings.

Now is the time for the Corn Emperor to come to power. Although this guy knocked on the table with his leather shoes in front of the whole world, leaving a disheveled and rude image, to be honest, the people of Corn Land are still good.

A lot of technical support was provided to the country, and many light and heavy industries laid a solid foundation under the guidance of the Corn Emperor.

Moreover, this guy really does what he says, unlike the previous bearded guy who only knows how to show off his muscles every day and is determined to pursue his established strategies without any benefit to the people's livelihood.

When the Corn Emperor was in power, he made many rules that were beneficial to people's livelihood. For example, he built tube-shaped buildings across the country to solve the workers' survival and living problems. In order to ensure that the people across the country had enough food, he re-employed Lysenko to Siberia and other places, and cultivated corn on a large scale to solve the problem of food shortage and famine.

It's a pity that Lysenko was a half-hearted person. He only had half a bucket of water and was shaking the bottle around. The scientific cultivation methods he came up with were not scientific at all, and many of them were jokes that only amateur scientists could make.

The corn that was planted could not grow at all in the windy and sandy environment, and some of it could not withstand the low temperature. It was frozen to death just after being planted, before it could germinate.

All the fertile fields that had been reclaimed were swept away by the ban, and all the corn was harvested in vain, so that not only did the Corn Emperor's plan to reclaim wasteland fail, but for many years afterwards, Rakshasa only focused his skills on heavy industry, and as for light industry, it was a wasteland.

The Corn Emperor is actually a very generous and gentle person. He also provides great assistance to his partners. He does not have narrow-minded ideas and is a true internationalist. Basically, when the Corn Emperor comes to power, if any of his friends have problems in their families, the Corn Emperor will spare no effort to support them.

Li Weijun actually had a pretty good impression of the Corn Emperor. After all, when he was in school a few years ago, those tube-shaped buildings were basically built in imitation of the Corn Emperor.

After walking around the Red Square, Li Weijun looked at the vast circle of Russian aesthetics in front of him. He could only say that the feeling he had in his heart was one of ruggedness and heroism, a kind of bohemianism from the inside out.

This can be seen from the sculptures, even the structure and layout of the garden, as well as the drunkards passing by.

Maybe it’s because of the high temperature, but basically all the men and women in Rakshasa country have the habit of drinking, and they can definitely be said to be unable to enjoy life without alcohol.

Winemaking is inseparable from food. The plan to plant corn in the corn fields has fallen through. This is a time of food shortage, so the price of wine is naturally high. At this critical juncture, most people who can afford to drink wine are from wealthy families with relatively good conditions.

Ordinary people could only queue up on the street every day to get black bread and butter. It was already very good if they could have something to eat and fill their stomachs, and not have to sleep on the streets and starve to death on the roadside like a lonely ghost.

Li Weijun and Jiang Xifeng went to a store and bought a shawl, which is unique to Russia. It is a bit similar to a scarf in China, but different from a scarf in that it is put around the neck instead of being wrapped around the neck like a scarf.

The warming effect is naturally excellent. The temperature here is relatively warm, but it is also around minus ten degrees Celsius. This is because it is close to the west. If you dig potatoes in far eastern Siberia, the temperature can easily reach a terrifying minus forty or fifty degrees Celsius in winter.

If you're not careful, the person could lose temperature and pass out on the spot.

This is also why most Russians are concentrated in the west, and very few are in the Far East. To use an inappropriate metaphor, developing the Far East at this time is no different from sending bandits to exile to the border, exiling to Ningguta or Lingnan, and becoming slaves of armored men.

On a cold winter day, the north wind is howling and snowflakes are flying all over the sky, wrapping the whole world in a thick layer of silver-white.

In such weather, even Napoleon, who was famous in history and could easily cross the Alps, was defeated by such harsh natural conditions.

The huge army led by Napoleon suffered heavy losses on the ice-covered battlefield and was eventually forced to retreat. The cold not only weakened the soldiers' fighting power, but also severely hit their morale. Even a great military genius like Napoleon could not withstand the ruthless test of nature.

In comparison, ordinary people seem even more vulnerable in this cold weather.

Jiang Xifeng looked at the falling snow and felt a chill in her heart. She wrapped her cotton coat tightly around her body, but it still couldn't stop the biting cold wind. Her hands were red from the cold, and the ground under her feet was covered with snow. She had to be careful with every step she took, for fear of slipping and falling.

But even in such an area, the Russians found ways to occupy it and kept encroaching on the surrounding areas.

The missing piece on the map is the trick played by this group of people.

What made Li Weijun feel uncomfortable was that these big-nosed Russians were obviously very hostile to East Asian faces. They looked at them with contempt, and their words were full of contempt.

Li Weijun is not a good-tempered person, especially when facing those who are ungrateful, his patience is even less.

Today, this group of people had obviously touched his bottom line. Seeing a drunk, fat, dark-faced man blocking his way, chattering in an incomprehensible dialect, obviously trying to stop him, Li Weijun's anger was instantly ignited.

He pushed the man away violently, and the man staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Before he could stand firm, Li Weijun followed closely behind him and kicked him in the waist. The man bent over in pain and just as he was about to struggle to stand up, Li Weijun hit him hard on the chin with another uppercut.

The force of this punch was so great that the man was immediately knocked flat on his back. He fell to the ground and groaned in pain.

Seeing this, several people around came forward to help, but Li Weijun was so aggressive that he didn't give them any chance. He was like an angry lion, venting his anger like a storm.

One combination of punches after another, accompanied by swift kicks, each move was precise, powerful and merciless.

Some people in the crowd cried out in surprise, and some tried to dissuade them, but Li Weijun only had eyes for the enemy in front of him. His fists were like hammers, hitting the provocateurs again and again. After a while, those arrogant people fell to the ground one by one, no longer able to resist.

The crowd around was silent, and everyone was shocked by Li Weijun's momentum.