I am Peter III, Emperor of the Hexagon of the Goose Kingdom

Chapter 107 Great changes: The sky-scenting fragrance spreads through Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor!
After a long time, Peter let out a long sigh. After all, the original Peter was too deadly to give Yeka a chance.

But now, he looked at the person in his arms, and before going to bed, Yeka was still obsessed with wanting to hug her to sleep.

I'm getting tired of kissing this little pacifier.

"Boji—"

Pecked again, then fell asleep.

The next day, when the sky was clear and clear, Deputy Minister of General Affairs Bestutev ushered in his opportunity to meet Her Majesty the Empress.

"Your Majesty, the crown prince has become a grand duke, so there must be manpower that is convenient to use. I would like to recommend some people for the use of the grand duke and his wife."

Bestutev said respectfully to the empress.

Elizabeth said:
"Who do you recommend, tell me?"

"Your Majesty, although Johanna's collusion with the enemy has come to an end and the two ambassadors have been expelled, it is still unclear whether Grand Duke Ekaterina is involved. This matter must be guarded against."

Elizabeth pondered for a while, remembering Ekaterina's beautiful appearance last night, she nodded slightly:

"go on."

Bestutev was overjoyed.

He was ready to be rejected by His Majesty, but he didn't expect that now it seems that he has a chance.

La Chettadier and Madefield have been in Russia for more than 20 years. He finally drove them away, and the resistance to establishing a pro-British, Austrian, and Saxon camp was greatly reduced. He did not want a new one before the dust settled. political circles.

But the crown prince and his wife have already been proclaimed grand dukes, so it's better to limit their scope of activities, or deploy people.

"Your Majesty, I recommend to you your cousin Maria Simonova Chogolokova, whose husband is also your entourage, and both of them are loyal to you."

Hearing that Bestutev recommended Chogolokova, Elizabeth froze for a moment, then nodded.

Her cousin was known for her virtue and loyalty, she adored her husband, and gave birth to a son for her husband almost every year. Her performance in housework was enough to become Ekaterina's role model.

Thinking of the status of Catherine's family, her mother and Prince Christian, Elizabeth could not help but feel worried.

Fortunately, Peter did not show the phenomenon of putting the cart before the horse.

And so it was decided, for Bestutev's own political considerations, and for Elizabeth's major problems of succession and subtle jealousy of Ekaterina.

In the evening, when Peter came to say hello, Elizabeth took Peter's hand and told him about it.

Peter froze for a moment and said:

"Auntie, who are you talking about?"

"Don't worry, Mr. and Mrs. Chogolokova, they are both very loyal to their aunt."

Elizabeth was talking on the sidelines, and Peter couldn't help raising his eyebrows. The reason why he ignored this matter was because some female courtiers had already been arranged. He didn't expect Bestutev to want to insert people.

Are the Chogolokovas loyal to their aunt?

Don't be funny, despite the blood relationship, their loyal man is Bestutev!
"Peter, don't you want to?"

Seeing that Peter was silent, Elizabeth spoke strangely.

"No, aunt, I would, but I hope only Djogolokova will come, and her husband will not."

Peter smiled.

Thinking of Peter not allowing the bishop to examine Catherine, Elizabeth couldn't help saying:

"I don't know where you got so many strange jealousies."

Peter laughed, this is not jealousy, it is completely because he does not want to have a watchdog in front of him.

And also Bestutev's watchdog.

Thinking of Bestutev Peter, he couldn't help being a little angry. It's okay to despise him, but now he has started to deal with himself. Is he really going to tolerate it all the time because he dedicated his life to Russia?

Even if Bestutev is capable, his political idea is to unite Britain, Austria and Saxony against Prussia and France.

Although I have never participated in politics, it is because I was the crown prince before, and I have no confidence without the Order of St. Andrew. Now not only do I have it, but I am also a Grand Duke.

His political views look very similar to Bestutev's, but there are also differences, and the difference is thousands of miles away.

What he wants to unite are France, Saxony and Austria, and the goal is Poland-Lithuanian Commonwealth, Prussia and Ottomans, not the United Kingdom.

A gleam flashed in Peter's eyes. Since Bestutev has gone the old way, don't blame yourself for being rude.

There is not one Bestutev, but there are many. As a prophet, no one knows the route better than himself!

Peter said:

"Aunt, didn't you say to give me the Queen Elizabeth Fund last time?"

"Yes."

Elizabeth didn't understand what Peter was talking about.

Peter approached his aunt and acted coquettishly:

"Auntie, let the parliament legislate this, okay? You and I have the final decision-making power. No one is allowed to interfere with the operation and income. It is a felony for private owners."

Elizabeth said disapprovingly:
"It's a big deal, but still legislating, isn't this nonsense?"

Peter shook his head and said:
"Auntie, it's not fooling around. How much do you think you will earn in these few days?"

"How many?"

Elizabeth yawned, a little sleepy.

"For 1400 million rubles, the Yusupov family bought 800 million, and the other four families..."

Peter felt his aunt stiffen before he finished speaking.

Elizabeth widened her eyes and said:

"How many?"

"1400."

Peter whispered.

Elizabeth looked at Peter in disbelief, seeing that her nephew had no intention of lying, she couldn't help but get serious.

Then he said with a serious face:
"Tell me everything."

So Peter didn't hide anything, and told the whole process.

After a long silence, Elizabeth looked at Peter and let out a long breath. Her face was complicated and said:

"Peter, do you know how huge the value of 1400 million is?"

Seeing Elizabeth's unprecedented seriousness, Peter was taken aback for a moment. He had never seen such an expression on his aunt's face.

It seems dignified, distant, and in a trance, very complicated.

At this moment, it seemed that what he was in close contact with was not his aunt or Queen Elizabeth, but a symbol.

But that feeling passed quickly.

Elizabeth watched Peter let him stand up, then looked up and down, stared at Peter very carefully, and finally said softly:

"Peter, if your aunt gives you the power, don't drive your aunt to the monastery, can you?"

Peter shook, and he looked at his aunt in disbelief.

A kind of unimaginable conjecture instantly hit the mind.

In an instant, Peter turned into a licking dog and rushed over. He hugged his aunt tightly and said:

"Auntie, no matter what you want to do, please do it with confidence! Your nephew is your eternal backing, your indestructible reliance, and the empire will always be yours!"

"You will always be Peter's favorite little mother!"

Elizabeth gently stroked Peter's face, and she didn't know whether the decision she made was right or wrong, but she knew that it was not a whim.

After a while, Queen Elizabeth regained her majesty, and she said:

"In three days, follow me on a pilgrimage."

"Yes!"

Peter didn't ask anything, nothing was so important at this moment!

It was night, and Peter was very excited after returning home.

He looked up at the starry sky, rolled up his sleeves, and laughed silently.

When autumn comes on September [-]th, when my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers will be killed.

The scent of soaring fragrance permeates Chang'an, covering the entire city——

Golden Armor!
(End of this chapter)