After a long time, lubaomatsky released Cherchen.

His face flushed, and the smile would overflow from his face.

"Baroness, we should have a good drink today for Yakov\'s death. Ha ha, ha ha." lubomatsky said to OLINA bilevich.

OLINA bilevich repeatedly said yes.

"Come on, my little hero. You must have a good drink with me today." Lv baomatsky put his arm around Chechen\'s neck. He laughed loudly and dragged Chechen to the city master\'s house.

The servants of the lubaomatsky family who entered the city master\'s house early arranged the dining table early.

They spread white tablecloths, put tableware made of gold and silver, and filled wine glasses.

LV baomatsky pressed Cherchen to the nearest position, and then pointed to the next position.

"Sit here, baroness," he said.

That tone, that bossy attitude, as if this was their own castle.

Lubao matsky drank the wine from the glass in one gulp. Seeing that the wine glass in front of Cherchen and OLINA bilevich was still full, he said, "drink, drink. This is a three in one honey wine. It tastes very unique and is a rare wine."

Cherchen and OLINA bilevich raised their glasses. Chechen didn\'t want to show weakness in front of lubaomatsky. He drank the wine in the glass like lubaomatsky, while OLINA bilevich tasted it.

Seeing that Chechen was so forthright, lubaomatsky poured another cup for Chechen himself.

Chechen never refuses to come, one cup after another. Even if Yeltsin and OLINA bilevich remind him that he is a little drunk.

This makes LV baomatsky think that Chechen is a hero.

The servants began to decorate the dishes, and the crimson Chechen began to hang his head and show his drunkenness.

At that moment, the marshal had time to ask how Chechen killed Yakov cherkaski.

OLINA bilevich has just heard the whole process of the duel from Cherchen. At this time, she told marshal lubaumatsky about the duel.

OLINA bilevich\'s mouth is like a wonderful pen and flowers, and the duel is extremely fascinating and wonderful.

Lyubomatsky was intoxicated and tongue tied.

"Good!"

When olena bilevich finished talking about how they left Pskov, marshal lubomatsky patted the table excitedly and shook the dishes on the table.

He loves Chechen more and more now.

Although lubaomatsky is proud, it is due to his status and character. In fact, in his position, it is impossible for a person not to be arrogant.

Although LV baomatsky was arrogant, he was extremely friendly to those real knights and talents.

In his house, a large number of talents of all kinds were gathered. Among them, there are both rich and noble families and poor little nobles.

In appointing them, although the marshal also valued the rank, the most important thing was talent.

"Aleval Chechen, make a wish for your great achievements for the Republic. Tell me what you want, and I\'ll give you." lubaomatsky promised him.

This can also be seen as Lubao matsky\'s purchase of Cherchen, a reformist.

In addition to their personality, the biggest reason for the contradiction between lyubomatsky and King Jan kazimiz is that King Jan kazimiz and the queen Ludvika behind him insist on reform and revitalization of kingship, while lyubomatsky insists on the supremacy of aristocratic interests and opposes any decision to strengthen kingship.

Lubaomatsky is a firm salmatian. He stubbornly believes that the nobility is the ruling class of the country. As a great nobility, he has the natural mission to protect the ancient custom of "golden freedom".

The marshal regarded anyone who tried to reform as treason, recognized the powerful autonomy of the nobility and the voting power of Parliament, and the power of the king should be carefully watched and limited. If the king does not abide by the law or questions the privileges of the nobility, the nobility has the right to refuse to obey the king\'s orders and even launch armed opposition. In a word, the Republic is the Republic of the nobility. If the "golden freedom" belonging to the nobility is gone, the Republic will have no need to exist.

However, although lubaomatsky hated the reformists who forgot their noble status and took refuge in the king and queen, he was extremely tolerant to those who woke up.

Although aleval Chechen was regarded as a man on the side of King Jan kazimiz, he did not oppose his substantive behavior. Moreover, lubaomatsky knew for the first time that the young man was so outstanding, and he could not help but love talents.

Yelisheyi looked at Cherchen excitedly and didn\'t know what kind of request he would make.

Is it a castle, or a fief, or gold, silver and jewelry?

Yelishei thought about it. He had better think that the leader had better ask lubaomatsky to pass the promise to Brest promised by the king in parliament, which is the maximization of interests.

Unfortunately, the drunk Cherchen didn\'t have such a fine mind as yelishei. He said directly, "if the marshal wants to reward me, reward me with ten carts of gunpowder and ten guns. Polotsk is in the front line of the Republic against czar Russia, but he lacks ammunition."

Hearing Chechen\'s outspoken remarks, OLINA bilevich\'s face turned red. She looked uneasily at the marshal, OLINA, for fear that lubaumatsky would become angry.

But lubaomatsky was not embarrassed. He was obviously stunned when he heard Cherchen\'s request.

"Polotsk is short of ammunition?" lubaomatsky looked at olena bilevich: "baroness, if you are short of ammunition, you can ask me for it. You can take as much as you want in my arsenal."

Olena bilevich could feel that marshal lubaumatsky was full of true feelings when he said this.

This puzzled orina.

What went wrong with the previous twenty times?

Chuchen raised his head dimly with drunken eyes. At this time, he saw that LV baomatsky was already alone and in double shadow.

He vomited the spirit of wine, waved his hand and said, "all right, marshal. Miss OLINA has sent to you twenty times, but she can\'t bring back the gunpowder once."

There was a moment of silence in the restaurant. Because everyone saw that lubaomatsky\'s face was unprecedentedly ugly.

The face was covered with a layer of gray, black and frightening.

"Lipka!" cried lyubomatsky.

When the steward of lubaumatsky, who was feeding and unloading horses outside, heard the master\'s cry, he hurried in. As soon as he saw the Marshal\'s angry face, he softened his knees and knelt to the ground.