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

Chapter 130 Gunpowder moved out of the palace, when fashion literature is in progress
Peter asked again in detail and couldn't help sighing.

Road repair is a problem, and road maintenance is also a problem.

The road construction needs to pass through the territory of the nobles, and the current road construction technology is to put several layers of firewood bundles first, fill the firewood bundles with soil, then place logs, and then fill the logs with soil.

This method has many disadvantages. The firewood bundles are rotten, and when the wood is damaged, the road surface will be impassable.

It is better to use sand or logs instead of firewood, but it also requires constant protection, and the dirt road is almost impassable in spring and autumn when the road is muddy.

This cannot be compared with cement at all.

He knows the process of making cement, but he doesn't know the specific ratio. If you let the craftsman try it, I believe it can be tested.

But now is not the time.

Peter looked at this strange face and said:
"Who is he?"

Vorontsov said respectfully:

"Your Majesty, this is here to deliver this batch of gunpowder."

"gunpowder?"

Peter froze for a moment and suddenly thought of something, his face couldn't help but change:
"Where is the gunpowder?"

Vorontsov was a little surprised by the change in the emperor's expression, and he replied:

"Your Majesty, it is at the Moscow Palace."

Thinking of what he saw in his previous life, Peter suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and said:

"How much have you stored?"

"15 poods."

Peter couldn't help taking a breath, and reconfirmed: "It's in the Moscow Palace, where are we now?"

Vorontsov nodded.

Peter's face turned blue.

Vorontsov added:

"Your Majesty, is there any problem? The one in St. Petersburg is also in the palace."

Gan!
What's the problem?
Most of the buildings in Moscow are made of wood, don't you know that fires often occur?
There have been four fires in history, are you really not afraid of being blown to death?

Peter turned and left, and said:

"Vorentsov, immediately arrange to transport all the gunpowder in the palace to a safe place for storage, and completely prevent any explosion caused by fire!"

Vorontsov's expression also changed.

As a veteran aristocrat, he knew nothing about Moscow's fire prevention situation, and he was simply vulnerable.

Thinking of what His Majesty said, he couldn't help but tremble.

Why didn't I think that what would happen if so much gunpowder exploded?
Still working here all the time, it's like working with the god of death.

"Mirkovsky, immediately send someone to inform the Grand Duchess, pack up and go to the Troitz Monastery!"

While giving orders, Peter walked towards the palace where his aunt was.

He couldn't help being a little vigilant, how could he forget about the gunpowder.

If he was killed by gunpowder, there is really no reason to go.

"His Majesty!"

Everyone saluted wherever they passed, and when they arrived at the Queen's Palace, Peter motioned for Duchess Polia to get up, and when he walked in, he was greeted by his aunt's smiling eyes.

"Auntie, let me take you out to relax."

Peter smiled authentically, pulled his aunt out without any explanation.

Elizabeth: "..."

"Where are you going? What are you in a hurry for? I still have to try on a piece of clothing."

Elizabeth complained a little.

But seeing Peter's expression, he followed him.

Peter said to Polya and a group of ladies:

"Take the queen's clothes for a few days, and let's go to Troitz Monastery."

Elizabeth was stunned for a moment, and the other court ladies, including the duchess, took orders.

Now that Peter is the emperor, all orders must be carried out as long as the queen does not refute them.

Elizabeth said suspiciously:

"What are you doing there now?"

Peter walked out with the queen, and said:

"Auntie, spring is here. It's close to the palace. I can go hunting with my aunt."

"Isn't there a farm you specially raised there, presumably there should be plenty of prey now."

When Peter said hunting, Elizabeth was pleasantly surprised, yes, how could she forget to hunt.

Although there are more beautiful fashions, it’s not bad to change into men’s clothes and ride a horse on the grassland.

Elizabeth readily went.

An emperor dragged an empress forward, and the palace people all saluted one after another, only feeling the radiant aura rushing towards their faces, which was indescribably luxurious.

On the way, I ran into Ekaterina who was coming. Seeing that His Majesty was safe, Ekaterina couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. She was about to say something, but Peter winked at her and said:

"Tell your maids to pack up, and we will go to the Troitz Monastery to relax."

Ekaterina understood something, and immediately said:
"Yes, Your Majesty."

When a large number of people escorted the empress and the grand duchess to leave the palace, Peter said sternly to Mirkowski:

"Evacuate all the palace people and ask the guards to help. Be careful not to make any mistakes in transporting the gunpowder and leaving."

Milkowski hesitated:
"Your Majesty, are you safe?"

Peter said:
"How much can you fight alone? Why are you worried about hundreds of guards?"

"Yes!"

Milkoff immediately took over.

Peter explained again:
"Don't make any accidents, the furniture in the palace is very expensive."

Then he turned around and got into the carriage to leave.

He was right, the furniture in the palace was indeed valuable, after all, every time he ran back and forth between Moscow and St. Petersburg, he had to bring the furniture with him.

No way, exquisite and gorgeous furniture is difficult to make.

Vorontsova was also in a carriage, and Countess Roman followed, and Peter believed that Vorontsov at the Privy Council would arrange it himself.

Then he got in the car and said some interesting things to his aunt, which was not boring, but Ekaterina seemed a little restrained.

Peter always felt that Ekaterina was deliberately awkward in front of her aunt.

Perhaps to make my aunt feel better?

After all, my aunt is 35, but Ekaterina is only 15. In the past, no one in the palace dared to be more beautiful than my aunt, but now there is an extra Ekaterina.

Shaking his head and not thinking about these things anymore, Peter poked his head out and ordered a guard to call the people from Moscow News.

Going out this time is not only to avoid danger, but also to really arrange things.

Compared with building roads, the publishing of fashion and literature is a big deal.

……

After the group arrived at the Troitz Monastery, the relevant publishers of the Moscow News also came.

Seeing the person in charge, Peter couldn't help being speechless.

The editor-in-chief of the St. Petersburg News is a fat man who has sex in the building, but this is an old man with a gray beard.

It would be fine if it was just like this, but the old man was so trembling that he could hardly walk.

Peter wondered if he would just hang up if he went back again.

After inquiring, this old nobleman has been conscientious and conscientious for half his life, but it is impossible for him to safely teach such a person.

After thinking about it, Peter called Ekaterina.

In previous history, Emperor Ye worked fifteen or sixteen hours a day on government affairs after taking office, which can be said to have dedicated himself to the country.

Although Yeka has no military vision, she can pick people, and her professionalism is undeniable.

There is such a talent, and Yeka is notoriously cautious and tight-lipped.It is also convenient to communicate at any time, and there is no reason not to use it.

Just open a palace in the palace as the Moscow News Agency.

Then Peter called Voronzova and Countess Roman.

(End of this chapter)