Struggle in Russia

Count Uvarov was very disappointed with his eldest son. He felt that this obedient and irresponsible boy could not support the Uvarov family at all. If the family business was handed over to this boy, I am afraid that in a few years the Uvarov family would be like those He was once prominent but now he is in such a state of desolation that he is like a shabby household with only a title left.

Count Uvarov sighed in his heart and asked slowly: "Where is your brother? He went out to fool around again?"

Nikolay Sergeyevich Uvarov couldn't help but feel happy when he heard about his old father's culture. He had disliked his younger brother Vladimir for a long time. He was obviously just a dissolute playboy who only knew how to spend money lavishly, but the old man liked him even more. Even though the guy frequently got into trouble, he didn't say much and even helped wipe his butt.

He has long complained about this. He is obviously the boss and the natural successor of the family, but his monthly living expenses are less than half of someone else's. Is this reasonable?

He felt it was unfair, and was even worried that the prodigal Vladimir would ruin the family business before the old man died. Then what else could he inherit in the future?

Nikolai Uvarov felt that all this huge family property belonged to him, so why did he let Vladimir squander it? Even if he wanted to lose the family, he should be the one to lose it!

Anyway, Nikolai Uvarov's opinion of Vladimir Uvarov is not generally great, especially in recent years, as Count Uvarov has become more and more old, his tendencies in this regard have become more and more serious. It's getting more and more serious, and he will try to make a snitch whenever he can.

This time was no exception. His face was immediately filled with indignation, and he complained angrily: "Vladimir seems to have hooked up with a ballerina recently, and he has been having a heated relationship with her. He has been at that woman's house for the past week. overnight……"

Nikolai Uvarov felt that the old man would definitely get angry after hearing this news. He might send someone to immediately arrest Vladimir and put him in solitary confinement. At least he would point his nose at him and scold him. After all, the old man would What he hates the most is having relationships with those despicable women. Let alone ballet dancers, he will get furious even if he develops an intimate relationship with his own female serf.

But what surprised Nikolai Uvarov was that Count Uvarov only glanced up at him, but didn't say much, let alone get angry, as if he didn't care about this matter.

Suddenly, Nikolai Uvarov was mentally unbalanced. Why would he be scolded even if he said two words to a female serf, while Vladimir could do everything but did nothing?

The old man is too biased!

The fire in Nikolay Uvarov's heart was so burning that he looked like he wanted to grab his father by the collar and question him. However, his anger was extinguished faster than it came. Uvarov Earl Husband only used one look to make him calm down and turn back into a submissive little quail again.

"If you really have the guts to get angry in front of me, I will look down on you. It's really useless!"

After sending away Nikolai Uvarov, Count Uvarov held his forehead and sighed. He was extremely disappointed with this eldest son. It’s okay to be mediocre, and it’s okay to be a little thoughtful, but what kind of man is he without courage?

In Count Uvarov's view, men can be incompetent, but they must not be courageous. If he doesn't even have the courage of a dog, he is not a man. A guy like Nikolai Uvarov might as well be cut off and sent to the palace. Forget it, it's useless to do that thing anyway, right?

Count Uvarov can allow his son to be stupid, but he will never allow his son to be less than a man. This is also the reason why Vladimir likes that little bastard more even though he is obviously the more bastard.

No matter how you say it, Vladimir is quite courageous, at least he dares to do what he wants to do, but Nikolai... is so cowardly that it's annoying to watch!

But after thinking about Vladimir, Count Uvarov had another headache. Although this little bastard is more like a man than Nikolai, that guy only has this advantage. In other aspects, this guy is the same. It's a complete mess, the same thing is true. You can't use your shoulders, you can't move your hands, you can't carry it. Other than getting on the kang and getting to know your mother, and getting off the kang and getting to know your shoes, there's nothing else you can do except mess around with men and women.

Over the years, he has achieved nothing except seducing aristocratic ladies and young ladies. Moreover, Count Uvarov has been wiping his ass for all the messy things he has done. Sometimes, the tidbits he has done have made Uvarov Count Rolf found it difficult.

Thinking that his power is not as strong as it used to be, if Vladimir still doesn't know how to restrain himself and continues to act as randomly as he does now, I'm afraid the consequences will be very bad!

Count Uvarov pinched his forehead again, feeling that his head was exploding more and more. After a long time, he sighed and said sadly: "Who made you my son? I will help you one last time!"

As he spoke, he rang the bell and called his confidant butler and ordered: "Take a few people to find Vladimir, then book the fastest steamer and go... forget it, send him to the United States, um, Find a few more reliable and brave people to accompany him, and go to the accounting office to collect one hundred thousand rubles and give them to him..."

The old butler did not ask why the second young master was sent away. For him, Count Uvarov's order in this family was the highest order, and he only needed to carry it out without asking why. Because knowing too much is not a good thing.

"One hundred thousand rubles can probably be squandered for you for one or two years, right?" Count Uvarov muttered to himself, "I hope your old father will still be giving you money in two years, otherwise you will You have to learn to live a hard life in advance. Although it is a bit difficult, it is better than staying in Russia and losing your life, right?"

Count Uvarov himself smiled bitterly as he said this. He was not optimistic about the future. Because he knew that he was not favored by Alexander II and could not continue to be as prosperous as he was in the era of Nicholas I. All he was doing now was just delaying time. Sooner or later he would fall. He just didn't want this to happen. One day is tomorrow or just next month.

But he still couldn't help but worry, worry about his sons, worry that his family name would be shamed, how much he hoped to have a son who could take over his mantle and continue the glory of the Uvarov family.

It's just that neither Nikolai nor Vladimir is possible. The tuba and trumpet are both useless. If God gives him a chance to come back, he will definitely train these two boys well instead. Focusing only on the power struggle, this lesson is too painful!

Count Uvarov pinched his forehead again. His headache became more and more severe. Even a strong man like him couldn't help but hum. At this time, the door of his study room seemed to be blown open by a gust of wind, and a silver bell appeared. A voice like that exclaimed:

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"