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

Chapter 133 A domestic newspaper, ten kopecks, a soprano at the opera
On this day, Peter called Mirkowski and brought some guards along for a private visit in disguise.

After crossing over, except for the palace and limited places, he has not visited other places, and he can't help but look forward to the customs of Moscow.

Regarding His Majesty's request, even though he was reluctant, Mirkowski had to obey, but he asked for a day for him to do security work.

To this, Peter readily agreed.

Although he would not die from a sneak attack and assassination, he still cooperated with the guards' work.

Ekaterina and Vivienne are very busy these days, and Jogolokova faithfully carries out her orders.

And he needn't worry soon, because a team of palace maids has been formed, and the first serialization has been released at a very fast speed.

Ekaterina came to him with the first published newspaper last night with great interest, and Peter still remembered it vividly.

Yekaterina waved the ink-scented newspaper with high spirits, which was really charming.

It seems that career is not only important to men, but also makes women more attractive.

Mirkowski was given another day, and the time he chose was four days after the paper's publication.

Four days is enough time to see the impact of this paper.

How do the people evaluate it?

He wants to see it for himself.

And the best place for a micro-service private visit is to go to the Opera House.

But it is not the kind of particularly large opera house, but privately owned.

Such places usually perform some not-so-high-grade operas, and the people who come to watch them basically do not have a dazzling status in society.

But the advantage here is that you can hear real opinions, and you can also get in touch with the life of the people without barriers.

Mirkowski did not understand where His Majesty was going.

There is no need to go to that kind of place to experience the people's sentiments.

……

The Saint-Samière Opera House, although the name sounds tall, is indeed a very inconspicuous theater.

Located in a place where the nobles seldom come, those who come here prefer to drink cheap gin.

Fraghletta is the owner of this opera house, and is also an actress and opera soprano.

Fragletta seldom performs these days. What makes her puzzled is that in the past, when business was bad, she only had to post a seductive pictorial of the actors of the mobile troupe, and there would always be some considerable performances on the day. guest.

As for what was being performed, not many people paid attention to it.

For ordinary citizens, they cannot enjoy the hobbies of nobles, but they can watch more literary and artistic performances here.

But in the past two days, Fragletta found that her method of attracting customers was not very effective.

Feeling very puzzled, she chatted privately with regular customers, and only then did she find out why they didn't come here.

It turned out to be because of a newspaper?
"Moscow News".

She never had the habit of buying newspapers in the past, but she never expected that the city hall would set up a special newspaper outlet. What surprised her even more was that so many people bought newspapers that no one cared about in the past.

They all lined up in a long line, stretching for kilometers.

And what's even more outrageous is, why is the price of this newspaper so high?
Ten kopecks for a portion!

My God, 10 kopecks can buy a kilogram of salt.

Fraghletta never imagined that she, who has always been reluctant to spend money, would one day be extravagant enough to buy newspapers.

After finally getting in line, Fraghleta took out two five kopecks distressedly, handed them over and said:
"A newspaper."

Watching helplessly as two copper pieces were taken away in exchange for a normal newspaper, Fraghletta left this sad place.

In order to prevent her home from being stolen, Fraghleta hurried back to the theater, and checked that there were no signs of trespassing before she was relieved.

Then he took out the newspaper and unfolded it.

Seeing the densely packed small characters on it, Fraghletta couldn't help but feel very lucky.

She is fortunate that her family taught her to read and write before. Although the family declined later, this ability remained.

He can also earn a living by acting in operas.

"It was impossible to go for a walk that day. In fact, we walked for an hour in the bare bushes in the morning, but from lunch time (Mrs. The bitter cold wind in winter, followed by overcast clouds and torrential rain, outdoor activities can only be given up.

……

Adjacent to the living room was a small dining room, into which I slipped.There is a bookshelf inside.After a while, I took down a book from above, specially picked the one with more illustrations, climbed onto the window sill, tucked my feet up, sat down cross-legged like a Turk, and almost completely closed the red corrugated curtains, doubling my concealment stand up.

"

Fraghletta originally complained about the lack of business caused by returning the newspaper, but after reading it, he couldn't help but become more and more fascinated, and exclaimed from time to time.

"My God, this is so charming!"

Fraghleta had just read a few lines before she couldn't help being deeply moved.

Then I felt a little familiar, and realized from the title and content that this was Peter Ai who had heard only a few words.

The story of the great emperor and his empress!
But listening to others is not as intoxicating as seeing it yourself.

For a moment, Fraghletta forgot the difficult life and the embarrassment of a family that was okay when he was young, but his father's business failed and declined.

She is addicted.

"I looked down at the book again, and it was Ben Bejoik's History of Birds.

I am generally not interested in the text part, but there are a few pages of introduction, although I am a child, I don't want to turn over them as empty pages.It writes about the habitat of seabirds; about "solitary rocks and headlands" where only seabirds inhabit;

The vast arctic regions and those dreary barren lands are like repositories of ice and snow.The solid ice accumulated by thousands of winters, like the peaks of the Alps, is smooth and crystal clear, surrounding the poles of the earth, gathering the increasing severe cold in one place. "

God, Fraghletta is a little relaxed and happy, what a beautiful word this is!
Is this His Majesty's handwriting?
"Oh, Your Majesty, your literary talents are truly fascinating, I can't wait to bow to you, it's really great literature..."

Fraghletta is intoxicated and authentic.

At this moment, she couldn't help but feel extremely regretful, why didn't she go to see the day His Majesty ascended the throne? It's all because something happened to the opera house at that time, and she didn't have time.

What does His Majesty look like?
Such talent must be handsome...

Fraghletta then read on.

(End of this chapter)