Kozemiaka Alekseevich was a decisive man. He thought of him and did it. He looked at the camp in the distance. He resolutely walked towards the opposite path. At that time, he had only one belief in his heart - to firmly walk his own path. For Lenin and for the sake of revolution, he had to climb to the Ksescinskaya Palace.

When Koremiaka embarked on his journey, Li Xiaofeng had just returned to Petrograd. Two days ago, he went to Moscow according to Lenin's order, monitoring the movements of Luo Jiangke, the Mensheviks and the Social Revolutionary Party there.

This task was not difficult for Li Xiaofeng, and he didn't even use stealth and wall-penetrating techniques. He sneaked into the venue openly. Who made the venue unpredictable? There were even large publicity slogans at the door, almost without rejection. So Li Xiaofeng thought he had gone to the wrong place at first, but it was not until he saw Fatty Luo and others who were serious about the rostrum to give a speech that he knew that he was not wrong. These birds were indeed not at all prepared.

This scene made Li Xiaofeng think of the evaluation he made when he was in junior high school. The old man who taught history made when he talked about this history - the February Revolution and the October Revolution were a farce. The reason why the Bolsheviks reached the peak of Russian power was not because they were as strong as they were, but because their opponents were all a group of pigs. Compared with the cruelty of the Chinese Revolution, the Russian Revolution was like playing house.

In the past, Li Xiaofeng thought that he was dissatisfied with the party and society, so he spoke nonsense. After all this, he really had a feeling that the Mensheviks, the Social Revolutionary Party, the Cadet Party, and the Kornilov were not pigs, because using pigs to describe them was simply an insult to the pig's IQ. The brains of these people are simply non-human or non-biological.

Why did the meetings that should have been held secretly become public gatherings that are well-known, and why were they afraid that there were not enough people to attend the meeting? The reason is very simple, because these grandchildren felt that there were too few people and could not show their momentum. Look at the Bolsheviks, they raised their arms and shouted 500,000 people and walked onto the streets. We four or five parties jointly held a conference, and not to mention convening 500,000 people to waving flags and shouting, how could we have to fill the venue?

If the reporters come in and take a look, the venue is empty, where will their old faces be put? If they lose, they will not lose. Even if they spend money to hire people, they will have to fill the venue. It is best to squeeze out the venue and sell the tickets.

This is also an important reason why Li Xiaofeng can easily get in. For example, the brother beside him asked him: "Hey, brother, who hired you, is it Fatty Luo or Li Wolf?"

At that time, Li Xiaofeng replied speechlessly: "Menshwick..."

The person who asked the question expressed his surprise and said in surprise: "Hey, those grandchildren with great morals also have money? Tell me what price they gave?"

Anyway, from the beginning of the conference to the end of the conference, nonsensical incidents like this happened one after another, so that Li Xiaofeng was stunned - what kind of birds in the Provisional Government are there? How good it would be to have such funny kung fu to shoot sitcoms. They have much more promising work than to be in the political arena.

To be honest, on the way back from Moscow by train, Li Xiaofeng kept thinking about how to report to his tutor. The matter was too nonsensical. No one believed him. If the tutor misunderstood and thought that he was absent and did not seriously complete the tasks assigned by the party, that would be a tragedy.

However, Li Xiaofeng didn't need to think so much. When he got off the Moscow station, Petrograd was already in the prelude to the commotion. The pedestrians on the street were all in a hurry, and from time to time they could see workers and soldiers shouting slogans of the provisional government, walking by with great enthusiasm. Every now and then, they would see one or two violent conflicts. The uniformed government staff fell into the vast ocean of the people's war, and they were so tragic... Anyway, it was bloody, Li Xiaofeng was wronged for these grandsons. Damn, when did they dare to walk on the street in uniform? Isn't that asking for death?

As the center of the Petrograd Left Revolution, the atmosphere is stronger than that of ordinary streets. The mentor stood on the balcony to cheer for the already fanatical "believers". As his mood grew, the believers below were completely as if they were possessed.

This situation made Li Xiaofeng frown. He felt that the atmosphere at the scene was too crazy, like a bomb loaded with a fuse, which would explode as soon as it touched. Of course, he didn't think that this was not good. If it was really time to show up with the Provisional Government and the Soviets, this would be the state. But now, it is far from that time. Now, it is now to inspire the fighting spirit of the revolutionary masses. If the gun goes off - well, this consequence is really serious.

"Comrade Yakov"

Li Xiaofeng spent a lot of effort to squeeze into the Kssinskaya Palace and found Sverdlov.

"The masses seem to be very intense?" he asked in a sideways.

At this time, Sverdlov was very different from his previous life. Even if Sverdlov encountered a major event of a landslide and tsunami, he still remained calm. It was his calmness that allowed him to find the thread to solve the problem in various troublesome matters.

But today, he has no longer the calmness of the past. His hair is as messy as a chicken coop, his eyes are red, bloodshot, and his shirt is unbuttoned, his heart is wide open, and even his dark chest hair can be seen. His outfit is far from his gentle and elegant past, which is really a bit subversive.

"What's wrong with you?"

Sverdlov raised his head, laughed strangely, and said in a tone of excitement and exhaustion: "You are back, Comrade Andre, the situation of the revolution in the past two days you have gone can be described as a thousand miles a day, you should have seen it."

He pointed to the masses outside the window and said excitedly: "The emotions of the masses have been fully mobilized. As long as we give orders, they will declare war on the reactionaries, completely defeat them, and knock them to the ground haha..."

Looking at Sverdlov, who was a little hysterical in front of him, Li Xiaofeng frowned even higher. Even Sverdlov, who had always been calm, became like this. What kind of demon is this possessed by this?

"Sobert, Comrade Yakov, uh, what's wrong with you?"

Li Xiaofeng was about to persuade Sverdlov to say a few words, but as soon as he spoke, he saw Sverdlov dancing in a row, then he thrust twice and fell to the ground like an epilepsy attack.

The sudden change scared Li Xiaofeng. He grabbed it in two steps and held Sverdlov. He took his pulse and looked at it. He was shocked. Comrade Xiaosi's pulse was heavy and sluggish, as if it was a patient who was dying in a serious illness.

Li Xiaofeng was wondering, but he heard that Sverdlov had an accident in 1919, and there were two years left. Why did he suddenly get sick? A big cold in Spain broke out early?

Li Xiaofeng did not dare to be careless and quickly passed the Xianli over. Less than a minute later, Sverdlov slowly opened his eyes, looked at Li Xiaofeng blankly, and after a long time, he asked: "Andre? When did you come back? Huh. Why am I lying on the ground?"

Although Sverdlov's face was pale at this time, he could not see any blood, and was as weak as a piece of white paper, there was no doubt that he was the Sverdlov that Li Xiaofeng knew at this time.

Li Xiaofeng helped Xiao Si to the sofa and massaged him twice. After a while, Sverdlov's face looked much better.

No matter how slow Li Xiaofeng was, he knew that something had definitely happened. He quickly asked: "Comrade Yakov, what happened after I left?"

Sverdlov was also confused about his condition. He seemed to have had a very long dream. At the moment he woke up, his whole body seemed to be disbanded, and his eyelids were even more fighting, as if he had not closed his eyes for three days and three nights.

He replied intermittently: "I...I don't know either. Comrade Lenin and I went to the army to give speeches to the soldiers... Everyone was very enthusiastic... We were also quite satisfied. The comrades worked hard to carry out the revolutionary work... and then... Then you came back..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sverdlov closed his eyes and a slight snoring sound came from his nasal cavity. It was obvious that he was indeed exhausted. Li Xiaofeng once again checked Sverdlov's physical condition in detail. Apart from excessive fatigue and overdrawing of energy, there were not many problems.

Li Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, his nervousness calmed down a little, and covered Sverdlov with a blanket. He rushed to the third floor and ran towards Lenin's office. He had a guess that if Sverdlov's excitement and fatigue were not accidental, then Lenin should have the same situation.

Krupskaya opened the door for Li Xiaofeng. Li Xiaofeng originally thought that he would see a face that was as excited and excited as Sverdlov, but unexpectedly, the future Russian mother-in-law looked quite bad. The first feeling was that she was dark, as if she had not had a good rest for several days and nights. The overworked girl who worked overtime was rocking the chair when walking, and her legs seemed to be soft.

"What's wrong with you?"

Krupskaya smiled bitterly and replied with a laughing and crying expression: "Andre, you are back so good. Hurry up and persuade Comrade Lenin. He has not been asleep for two days and two nights. He delivered thirty speeches a day today. If this continues, I am worried..."

Following Krupskaya's guidance, Li Xiaofeng looked towards the balcony. When he first saw the back of the instructor, Li Xiaofeng felt that he was in a trance. If he ignored the instructor's sparse hair, just from his exaggerated body language and shouting at the top of his lungs, Li Xiaofeng thought that the German hustle was being delivered. He had never seen such an excited instructor, so was he possessed?

"Andre, you came back too timely." After the speech, the tutor returned to the house like a gust of wind, and said timidly, as if it was a machine gun spraying with fire tongues. "Time is not waiting for me, revolutionary work is imminent, you young people should be more proactive and not waste time anymore. Go to the streets quickly, hurry up and mobilize the masses, hurry up..."

The tutor used several times in a row. This state was very similar to Sverdlov just now. Li Xiaofeng didn't dare to hesitate and quickly interrupted: "Comrade Lenin, I think your mental state is very wrong. If this continues, your body will not be able to bear it. Please let me take a look for you."

These words angered Lenin. The mentor suddenly jumped up from the chair, slapped the table hard, and shouted: "I am not tired and any remarks that allow me to rest are counter-revolutionary arguments. As a real Bolshevik, you must not rest until the revolution has won."

The furious mentor shocked Krupskaya, and she quickly persuaded: "Andrey has a good intention, and the revolution is not a victory overnight. Didn't you often say that people who can't rest can't work?"

Li Xiaofeng did not have the patience of Krupskaya. He knew that Lenin, who was possessed, would definitely not be convinced. Instead of wasting saliva, it would be better to solve the problem with practical actions. This guy jumped up and clicked the tutor to the ground as soon as he made a move.

However, Li Xiaofeng's move was too sudden, which scared Krupskaya: "Andre. What are you doing?"

"Comrade Krupskaya, don't be nervous. I just made Comrade Lenin faint for the time being. His condition is too wrong. He must be restored to normal immediately, otherwise he may be in danger of life."

Krupskaya looked at Li Xiaofeng scrunching and pressing Lenin's head with doubt. She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Lenin returned to awake with a ummy sound.

"My head," Lenin held his head as if he was doing it, but his condition was really bad now. He used a little force and felt a pain all over his body. He asked blankly, "What's wrong with me?"

When Krupskaya explained the matter clearly in a few words, Lenin was completely shocked. He could not believe that he would give an incoherent speech like a madman.

He asked, "Is this true, Andre?"

In fact, Li Xiaofeng was also very troubled. He had already discovered that Lenin and Sverdlov were definitely man-made. They both had a spell that made people excited and even crazy. However, after hearing the spells, he would not believe them. What reason should I find?

"I think you and Comrade Sverdlov may have been drugged by the enemy." Li Xiaofeng racked his brains to come up with such an excuse. "It may be a strong stimulant."

Lenin expressed doubts about this: "Is there such a medicine?"

Fortunately, Li Xiaofeng had already thought of the reason, and he replied with certainty: "Yes, as far as I know, a neurostimulant that Umbrella is about to be put into production has similar effects, but their products are just full of energy, and the medicine you and Comrade Sverdlov take may be more effective and more powerful."

Lenin was still a little skeptical: "If the enemy wants to poison me, just put poison and kill me directly. Why use this medicine?"

Li Xiaofeng thought for a while and expressed his concern: "I think the enemy probably has some sinister goals to achieve through you..."

"What purpose?"

Li Xiaofeng said carefully: "When I came back, I found that the emotions of the Petrograd people were quite wrong. At first I thought it was the people who woke up, but now it seems that it was you who made them feel excited..."

There is no need to say much about Li Xiaofeng. With Lenin's political wisdom, in fact, when Li Xiaofeng mentioned that the masses were in high mood, he had already fully understood. This was a conspirator who wanted to use the Bolsheviks to make a fuss.

A clever one, Lenin struggled to get up from the sofa, "Central Committee is convened soon, the enemy is trying every means to kill us."

But his physical condition was really bad. He struggled several times and couldn't get up. Li Xiaofeng didn't allow him to get up. Although the mentor was just going through the transition and exhausted too much energy, with his age and the pressure he was carrying, he would die of overwork if he didn't do it well.

Krupskaya also advised him: "You need a rest now."

Lenin smiled bitterly and said, "Of course I want to rest, but are the conditions now allowed? The party has reached a critical moment of life and death. We cannot delay the comrades from all over the party because of me, and we cannot influence the overall situation of the revolution because of me."

Li Xiaofeng also knows these, but this is also an important reason why he lets Lenin lie down. "Comrade Lenin, don't worry. I will have a special massage method that can relieve fatigue. Let me press it for you to eliminate some fatigue, so that you can also better devote yourself to your work."

Lenin did not trust the massage method mentioned by a certain immortal. Massage can indeed eliminate fatigue, but he knew his own body that his physical strength and energy were exhausted. What would be useful if he pressed it a few times. However, Krupskaya's eyes dispelled his rejection. In order to make his wife feel at ease, he should do it as a living horse.

In Krupskaya's expectant eyes, Li Xiaofeng quickly completed the full set of massage techniques, which took only five minutes to complete. Krupskaya was a little dissatisfied with this, thinking that someone was fooling around: "Andre, can't you press for a while?"

"No"

In Krupskaya's surprised gaze, Lenin jumped up from the sofa. At this time, he was very energetic and seemed to have endless energy on his body. He felt more comfortable than usual when he was resting. He praised: "Comrade Andre's massage technique is indeed very effective."

Krupskaya thought Lenin was lying to comfort her, but at this time Lenin's face completely proved that the tutor was not lying, his face was rosy, his skin was vaguely glowing, and his complexion was more cute than that of a red apple.

Krupskaya was shocked and blurted out: "Andre, how did you do it?"

Li Xiaofeng thought to himself, how did you do it? It's not just losing the immortal power. Massage, Humph, I will press the sixth list, but I have lost a lot. I worked hard on the train for a night and contributed to you, Master, and Sverdlov.

"There is no time to gossip," Lenin interrupted Krupskaya's question and said seriously: "The situation is critical, Andre, I want you to investigate immediately what forces are the Lord who commanded all this and find out what they are planning."
Chapter completed!