I hate the Communist Party chapter 15

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Two weeks after I wrote to her, the new year was bright. St. Petersburg would have held a splendid New Year’s celebration if it had been normal, but this year, due to the disaster that struck the country, it was decided to replace it with a simple dinner room for the imperial members to attend without a special ceremony.

In the midst of the people’s dying of starvation, events such as splendid parties and large-scale ceremonies hosted by the imperial family weren’t good enough to look at, and in fact, they were useless.

If we can forcefully find one advantage, we can show off to other countries, “We are strong enough to hold events like this even in this situation!”

However, it was obvious that it would be an event full of pretentiousness that anyone could grasp as long as I issued a grain export ban.

Fortunately, the members of the imperial family accepted my words, and I was able to move lightly to the New Year’s first dinner venue. To be honest, I was excited because it was the first new year since I entered this body, and I was looking forward to a dinner of the Russian Empire, which was running a drama of luxury.

However, if there is something I didn’t expect, stories about employment and marriage always come out at the gatherings of families regardless of age or age.

After arriving at the dinner table, the table where the meals were to be served didn’t have much decoration like fancy silver tableware.

‘Because one of the characteristics of the Russian table service was that ornaments such as porcelain were not placed on the table.’

While I was sitting, the imperial family, including my brothers and sisters, arrived one after another, and when the last arrived father, Alexander III, and the mother, Empress Mariya Fyodorov, sat down, the chatter between the imperial family disappeared and the table was quiet.

‘It’s like watching the New Year’s ceremony of the owners’ family of a large corporation in the 21st century.’

Actually, I haven’t seen it, but looking at the chaebols in the movie, the atmosphere seemed to be similar to now. The difference was that the Royal Family I belong to was really a group that dominates a country.

Before cooking, my father stood up holding a glass filled with Sminoff vodka¹. It seemed that he was trying to announce the start of the dinner with a simple commemorative remark.

“In the first place, today should be a place to commemorate and celebrate the beginning of the new year, but this year, I would like to start the dinner by saying that I feel some responsibility as a person in the position of emperor for the sacrifices of the people caused by the crisis in Russia. . But when a crisis hits, my worries seem to disappear as I see my son taking charge of how a hero is born amidst the crisis, and is taking responsibility for establishing countermeasures and remedies for this famine.”

I worked hard to keep my face smiling leisurely, receiving the eyes of my father and the imperial family, who looked at me. Although he said he got used to it to some extent, the act of applying gold on his face was still burdensome.

“Although they say they haven’t stopped all the damage, I think I can dare say. If it weren’t for my son, no one could have done this much. Let’s pay tribute to our new hero.”

Clap clap clap

The applause continued, and I felt like I had a cramp in the corner of my mouth, trying to maintain my smile. I also held a glass filled with vodka to respond to their cheers, and by the time the applause ceased, the first food began to appear.

When I started eating after finishing my father’s ceremony, I felt more comfortable. After the food was served, people’s attention was drawn from me to the dishes placed in front of them.

“The hero of this era! Hey brother, is that great? The last true enlightening monarch appeared in this era!”

“It’s noisy, missha, focus on eating.”

In the meantime, my younger brother Mikhail Alexandrovich, who sat next to me, played a joke, but I firmly resisted it. My younger brother, turning 14 this year, knows that I feel overwhelmed by excessive praise, and sometimes plays such a joke.

As I was eating while ignoring my younger brother who was giggling next to me, I wondered if people were trying to seize power because of this. It was said to be a dinner prepared more quietly than usual, but for me, it was because it was too flashy.

It wasn’t that I hadn’t thought about Korean food since I got into this body, but this dinner was enough to make my nostalgia clear. At least in terms of food.

The dishes were served one after another according to the order of the Russian table², and my father, who wiped the sauce off his mouth, asked me when the dessert for dessert came in.

“So it turns out I heard the story of your letter to Princess Alix this time.”

At the moment, the atmosphere of the lively dinner place froze. It was because it was publicly known that I and Princess Alix were dating each other with love feelings, and that my father and mother were not very happy with this meeting.

I barely swallowed the meat I was about to get stuck in my throat and coughed. I thought of course I would know that I was sending a letter, but I didn’t know that you would understand the contents.

While I was coughing and earning time, I felt the eyes of the imperial family, who had been eating while talking to each other just now, coming and going between me and my father. It was as if I had become a second generation chaebol in a Korean drama. It is a character who shouts’I love her!’ despite the opposition of his parents.

“I thought well. I’m so happy that you seem to have finally listened to this mother. How about meeting the girl of the Orleans family that I talked about last time? If I could tell her…”

“Hmm… I know what you’re thinking, but I’d like to tell you that it’s not the same situation as you expect. My letter between me and her was all about explaining my current situation and asking her for patience, mother.”

My father and mother looked dissatisfied when I answered my mother’s words in a determined manner. Somehow, they thought that the eldest son would finally break up with a woman they didn’t like and would meet the woman they recommended, but I had no intention of deciding on the matter yet.

‘There will be plenty of time to decide on this issue. For now, let’s focus only on relief work and issues related to the Siberian railway.’

In fact, there were still more than two years left until 1894, when the event that caused the couple to marry, so I decided to take this issue further.

When the atmosphere became weird, Grand Duchess of Elizabeth, sitting across the street, helped me.

“Yes. Your Majesty thought it well. It seems that the future of the Russian Empire is full of God’s grace as I see the Majesty who is more interested in the affairs of the state than in the relationship in the current situation. I will also give my sister a good explanation of what your Majesty is thinking.”

When she, Princess Alix’s real sister, spoke in this way, instead of her mother, who seemed to say something more, her father opened her mouth with a dissatisfied expression toward me.

“Then, are you saying that you have no intention of meeting the person we are introducing until this is done?”

“Yes, father. How can I pursue my own pleasure when the people are groaning in pain? Besides, I felt that putting my dedication to the state and caring for the people more important than my own joy brings me great happiness.”

It was a word that pierced my conscience while I was saying it. But I decided to go out shamelessly. It was one of the things I learned from Kim In-cheol’s life in the 21st century. It was also a technique that I used when I met my relatives every holiday when I was in the history department. In situations where you can’t help it, put an iron plate on your face and go out confidently.

“Although it is true that the relief work has reached some degree and the lives of the people have stabilized, the crisis facing our Russian Empire is not over yet, Father. I also think that the first thing I do is to fulfill my obligations as a member of the proud Romanov family and one of the members of the Russian Empire.”

Fortunately, my dad seemed satisfied when he heard my answer. My mother next to me seemed to have still had some dissatisfaction, but when I came out like this, it seemed that he felt a burden to push me further.

“Huh huh, you always surprise me. Yes you are right. It’s not yet a safe step. I am very reassuring to see you who put the safety of the country before personal happiness. Now, everyone hold a glass. Let’s make a toast to the great Russian Empire and the God who overlooks us and my son.”

“Съ нами Богъ!”⁴

As the members of the imperial family lifted the glass, the Russian Empire’s state “God, protect the tsar!” began playing, and the dinner, which was in danger of ending in an uncomfortable atmosphere, could end with a warm atmosphere.

It’s late after dinner, but I headed to the office instead of the bedroom. It was because now I had to think about the situation after the famine. Although farming in the Volga River basin was not going well this year, it was because we thought that thanks to the relief system that had already been established, we could reduce the damage more than in 1891 without any additional measures.

What filled my mind when I arrived at the office was the Trans-Siberian Railway, which was the background of the Otsu incident when I was first possessed by this body. If the Prince had not attended the groundbreaking ceremony in Vladivostok, there would have been no visit to Japan at that time.

Until last year, the Trans-Siberian Railway was a project of great interest to the imperial family, enough to have the Crown Prince attend the groundbreaking ceremony held on the other side of the globe. However, in actual history, in 1892, the budget allocated for railroad construction was canceled.

Of course, it was a redistribution of the budget for the famine relief project that took place at the time, but now that there was some margin, it seemed that the budget could be distributed to the railway project as well. But if there is a problem

‘How to build a line near Lake Baikal…’

The Baikal, laid between the lines from Vladivostok to Irkutsk, was one of the first and biggest obstacles to Russia’s trans-Siberian railway project.

In real history, the Russian Empire put a great deal of time and effort into overcoming Lake Baikal, which is surrounded by mountains.

‘In the beginning, when it was initially built, a railroad was operated over the lake.’

It was a distress plan that was implemented because the terrain on the south side of Lake Baikal was so rough. Train ferries were operated in summer, and temporary railroads were installed over frozen lakes in winter, but the efficiency was reduced.

‘This time, it would be better to go out hot from the beginning without wasting time and budget.’

Fortunately, I already knew the answer. It took the dedication and efforts of officials including Bite, the current railway director, to realize and carry out this.

I pledged to discuss this issue at the relief committee meeting the next day. I smiled because I thought it would be a good stimulus for bureaucrats who have been able to do their jobs on a customary basis due to their recent leisure.

korean novel I hate Communist Party chapter 15