With the sound of the bells in the early morning, Petrograd bid farewell to October 25 and ushered in October 26. In the dark dawn, the Smolny Palace was brightly lit, and the Second National Congress of the All-Russian Engineer Representative Soviet Union was about to enter its final climax.

Lenin sat firmly on the rostrum. He seemed a little absent-minded. He was not particularly concerned about the fierce speeches of the representatives in the venue. From time to time, he would look at the direction of the gate. How much he hoped to get news from the Winter Palace immediately.

As time passed by minute by second, Lenin's mood became more and more anxious, until the closed door was pushed open suddenly, and Antonov Overshenko, a member of the Revolutionary Military Commission, rushed in.

"Comrades, the Hermitage has been captured! Kishkin and his gangsters have all been arrested!" Speaking of this, Antonov seemed to be unable to suppress the passion in his heart, raised his arms and shouted: "Victory, Ula!"

Suddenly, a loud Ula sound rang out in the entire venue, and the representatives hugged and kissed each other happily to celebrate this great moment.

Lenin was not as excited as he imagined. Although he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, on the first day of his reign in the revolution, he was looking forward to this day. When this joy really came, he did not show any excitement, but instead, he seemed surprisingly calm.

"How are the casualties of comrades?" he asked Antonov with a happy look.

"The casualties are very minor!" Antonov replied happily, "It is mainly because Comrade Andre accidentally took the gate of the Winter Palace at the beginning, creating an excellent opportunity for the comrades to launch a follow-up offensive... We defeated the enemy with just one charge..."

Lenin was also a little happy when he heard the news of minor casualties. He held Antonov's hand tightly and asked, "Which Comrade Andre?"

"Don't you know?" Antonov asked back in surprise. "It was Comrade Andre Petrovic. He took advantage of the opportunity of negotiating with the enemy and unexpectedly eliminated the non-commissioned officers guarding the gate of the Hermitage, opening the road to victory for us!"

Andrei Petrovic. When he heard this name, Lenin had a strange expression, including Sverdlov and Stalin, the expressions on the faces of many Bolshevik senior officials were strange.

"Did I say something wrong? Comrade Lenin?" Antonov asked cautiously.

"No," Lenin smiled strangely. "Comrades are just too shocked by the news!"

Lenin's explanation did not satisfy Antonov, because he clearly heard the tutor finally muttering "Damn it, you don't obey the order again..."

Is Comrade Lenin not satisfied with Andrei Petrovic's actions? This thought scared Antonov, especially when he swept Sverdlov's expression was so weird. He quickly chose to forget all this. It was not the turn of such a big deal like him to wipe his mouth. Can a mortal be involved in the fight between gods and fairies?

Thinking of this, Antonov quickly continued to report the good news. However, he told himself in his heart that he would stay away from Li Xiaofeng in the future, so as not to be affected by the fish. So later, when Li Xiaofeng dealt with Antonov, he was very surprised why this person was quite alienated and hostile to him. He never thought that the root was here.

But these are not important. Anyway, Antonov is not an amazing big shot. For Li Xiaofeng, if you don’t want to make friends with me, I’m too lazy to pay attention to you!

At this moment, a certain immortal was completely in ecstasy and attracted several photographers with great enthusiasm. He began to take various promotional photos. It was not until nearly a hundred photos were taken before and after, that he returned to the Smolny Palace under the call of Lenin.

"You kid completely treat my words?" Lenin seemed very angry.

"You misunderstood!" Li Xiaofeng knew the temper of the mentor. He hated his subordinates the most for not taking his words seriously, so he quickly explained: "I didn't plan to go to the Winter Palace, but I couldn't go there later!"

Lenin sneered: "Why, you still have any reason?"

"There is indeed a reason why I violated your order," Li Xiaofeng said all the time and finally said bitterly: "Tell me, am I very unfair?"

Lenin had no idea that there would be another thrilling side to attack the Winter Palace, especially when he heard someone's wise and brave conspiracy to resolve Kishkin's conspiracy and finally gave the other party a blow, a smile appeared on his face.

Li Xiaofeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: As long as you smile, it will be easy to deal with. Brother has passed the test smoothly.

However, Li Xiaofeng underestimated the shrewdness of the mentor. He suddenly raised his face and asked: "Don't try to get away. After rescuing Comrade Chudnovsky, you can escape smoothly. Say, why are you not leaving!"

"Well, this..." Li Xiaofeng smiled embarrassedly, grabbed the back of his head, and said, "I just think this opportunity is too good. As long as I can successfully take down the gate of the Winter Palace, by the start of the general attack, it will definitely greatly reduce the casualties of the comrades... When my mind was hot, I..."

"Just forget it, right!"

While scolding someone, Lenin shook his head and said earnestly: "Andre, do you think I don't let you participate in the attack on the Winter Palace because I am afraid that you will make contributions? Is you afraid that you will steal the limelight?

Although Li Xiaofeng thought so in his heart, of course he couldn't say that: "I know you are for my own good, but I just couldn't help it..."

Lenin shook his head again and scolded, "You are still young and have a great future! Although the charge is very exciting and can also show off. But you must understand that you can play a greater role in the revolution! There are people in Russia that can do it, and there is no shortage of you! If you unfortunately sacrifice, how much damage will the revolution cause to the party, do you know?"

Li Xiaofeng was a little moved. He always thought that the reason why Lenin did not allow him to participate in the attack on the Winter Palace was to suppress him. He was afraid that he would make great contributions. Now it seems that he judged a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Although the mentor had to suppress him in order to ensure the balance of power within the party at some point, he still cared about principles as always.

Thinking of this, Li Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a little ashamed and lowered his head and said, "Comrade Lenin, I was wrong. I failed your trust. I am too willful!"

"Forget it!" Lenin waved his hand, "You kid just know how to pretend to be pitiful. Don't think that I don't know you still disagree. But this is the last time I warn you - don't take the orders of the Party Central Committee seriously. Next time, you can get out of here! Now, you can get out!"

Although Lenin's tone was a bit scary. Li Xiaofeng knew that the tutor was just scaring him, so he was not in a hurry to leave, but stayed to continue reporting: "Comrade Lenin, this is like this... After conquering the Winter Palace, I asked the photographer to take some photos with great historical value. Look. Can it be published in tomorrow's Pratyekabud?"

Lenin looked at someone angrily, and he knew that someone was looking for the limelight at the beginning, otherwise how could he find all the photographers so quickly?

"You have already planned it?" Lenin asked meaningfully as he knocked on the table.

"I have such an idea," Li Xiaofeng admitted honestly. "The attack on the Winter Palace is a symbol, a sign of the great victory of the proletarian revolution. It marks that Russia's history will open a new chapter... It is not an exaggeration to raise the significance of greatness, so I think it is necessary to leave some precious image materials that can make the Russian people remember this moment forever!"

Lenin thought about it and agreed to someone's words, "Okay, hurry up and wash out the photos and leave them to the Politburo for review. Also, don't hit Xiaozhi on this and send them to review photos. I don't want to see your shadow!"

At the beginning, Li Xiaofeng was indeed planning this aspect, but later he thought that it was too blatant and easy to attract jealousy. After all, most of the big bosses of the Central Committee and the Politburo were in Smolny Palace and were not able to show their faces in the photos.

On the contrary, he, a little shrimp, showed his face in the photo, and he was also openly published in the Truth. Although it can satisfy his vanity, it will definitely make people feel crooked. 100% Stalin will make a small report. If the mentor and Sverdlov have a misunderstanding, it will be a loss of rice.

Therefore, although someone left a lot of images for himself, he didn't plan to show off now. To show off, he had to wait decades later. When Li Xiaofeng became a real boss, it would be more meaningful to take it out at that time.

"How could I do such a thing!" Li Xiaofeng immediately shook his head and denied, "The photos are all brave and fearless proletarian soldiers, recording their great deeds of sacrifice and shedding their blood!"

Lenin nodded and said, "That's good! The wood is so beautiful that it will be destroyed by the wind in the forest. It's great that you can figure this out!"

Li Xiaofeng shamelessly flattered: "This is all your good education! I always use you as a role model and constantly encourage myself..."

"Okay, stop flattering!" Lenin interrupted him impatiently, "If you have nothing to do, hurry back and continue working, pay more attention to Moscow's trends. The revolution has not yet succeeded, so don't be careless!"

"I know!" Li Xiaofeng replied respectfully, but he still had no intention of leaving. He asked with a smile: "Comrade Lenin, do you have to do something on this happy night?"

Lenin asked inexplicably: "What should I do?"

"Think about it, tonight is extremely great for Russia and the whole world. When you think back to this great moment, comrades may want to know what expression you have at this moment, what have you done tonight, you..."

Lenin interrupted him directly: "You want to take pictures of me, right?"

"By the way, it is best to take some pictures of you that are particularly commemorative, such as the scenes of you boosting morale between battles, such as how you directed this great uprising, such as how comrades united around you and fought against the evil reactionaries... We must highlight the significance of your in this revolution!"

Lenin was stunned at first, then shook his head and smiled, "You guys are doing something wrong. I haven't been to the Winter Palace tonight. Where did you come from the command battle? Where did you come from..."

Li Xiaofeng was immediately dissatisfied: "How could you belittle yourself? Without you, there would be no such great revolution. Think about it. What was Petrograd like when you returned to China in April? If it weren't for your far-sighted vision, now, we may still continue to explore in the darkness and will not find the direction of victory at all! You cannot exaggerate the meaning of this revolution!"

Lenin looked at Li Xiaofeng in surprise. He had already guessed someone's meaning. When the revolution was victorious, it was natural to reward merits. Whoever made the most contributions would naturally have a higher status in the future.

Of course, if Lenin was really the only one in the party, it would be a little bit of a big deal. But the current situation is that the status of the mentor is still challenging. Trotsky is eyeing him, and if he is not careful, he may take advantage of the loopholes. Therefore, it is very necessary to launch a campaign to establish the unique core position of the mentor.

Lenin thought for a while and ordered: "Photo a few pictures, don't be too out of line. Uh, let your photographer take a few pictures of Comrade Trotsky, Yakov and Stalin, remember to highlight the central idea!"

Li Xiaofeng fully understood Lenin's meaning. The tutor's meaning was that eating alone was undesirable, which would arouse public anger and would be more likely to look equal. But in fact, it highlights the primary and secondary. Trotsky, Sverdlov and Stalin directly turned into green leaves that set off flowers.

"Don't worry, I will complete the task successfully!"

Lenin nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand again. This was the third time that the tutor had signaled someone to flash, but compared with the first two times, this time it looked very casual, with a sense of closeness. It was not as good as the previous two times.

This subtle little movement can best illustrate the mood of the tutor. Anyway, since Li Xiaofeng and Sverdlov approached, it was difficult for him to enjoy the tutor's closeness again. This made someone feel sweeter than eating honey. He happily opened the door and prepared to do things beautifully.

Who knew that he had just opened the door and slapped Nogan in the face. The man seemed to be about to knock on the door, but he didn't expect the door to open suddenly.

Li Xiaofeng and Nogen looked at each other. They were not from the same place and could not pee in the same pot. If this was not Lenin's office, both sides would probably have spoken ill of each other.

"Are Comrade Lenin here?" Nogan asked arrogantly as a leader.

"It turns out it's Comrade Nogen," Li Xiaofeng was in a good mood and was too lazy to argue with this guy, and asked, "Aren't you in Moscow? Why did you suddenly come to Petrograd?"

"Where I go, there is no need to discuss with you!" Nogen said bluntly, "Now, don't block the way, I want to see Comrade Lenin!"

If it were normal, Li Xiaofeng would definitely stop this guy. You are not a member of the Central Committee. Who is the old man? I am the hard-core confidant of the mentor, so I would be punished for you.

But it doesn't work today. As the chairman of the Moscow workers' representative Soviet, Nogen did not stay in Moscow honestly to take charge of the overall situation. He suddenly came to Petrograd. It was probably because of the important incident in Moscow. If you find him at this time, you may be considered by the mentor to be ignorant of the importance of the matter, and if you don't do it well, you will have to be the first.

So, Li Xiaofeng didn't care about him, and let the guy rush into Lenin's office with his tail raised. He was not in a hurry to leave. He closed the door and listened quietly to Nogen's purpose.

"Didn't I tell you to start work immediately? Why are you back?" Lenin handled the documents on the table without raising his head, "What else is there?"

"Comrade Lenin." Nogen called softly, "I am Nogen, I just came from Moscow."

"Norgan?"

Lenin raised his head in surprise. Like Li Xiaofeng, he was very surprised by Nogen's sudden visit. What did your grandson come here at this time?

"Aren't you in Moscow?" asked the instructor subconsciously.

"Yes," said Nogen carefully, "I came to Petrograd on behalf of the comrades of Moscow."

"oh?"

Lenin was very suspicious of this statement. Since the last time Kamenev and his men were expelled from the Central Committee, Nogen, who had lost his backer, had plummeted in the party. Even if Moscow was not Petrograd, the comrades there would be some face to save this goods. It would not be his turn to represent Moscow's wishes at this time.

"How is the situation in Moscow? I heard that the armed uprising in Moscow is about to begin?"

"I came to you for the sake of armed uprising." Nogen suddenly changed into a face of bitterness and revenge, and said with "feelings": "Most of the comrades in Moscow believe that armed struggle is not the only way out. They feel that under the current situation, blindly using force may not help in solving problems except for creating bloodshed and conflicts... Therefore, we believe that the current struggle should be based on negotiations and supplemented by armed struggle. It is entirely possible to transform the regime into the Soviets through peaceful means..."

Nogen kept talking, but the more he said, the higher the frown he frowned. He didn't appreciate Nogen's argument at all, nor did he like him. He was a little confused. He was obviously notified of Moscow and warned them that armed struggle was inevitable. Why did they send Nogen to Petrograd to send a signal of compromise? Is Nogen falsely spreading the imperial edict, or is there really a change in Moscow?

For a moment, Lenin's heart was in chaos.
Chapter completed!