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

Chapter 136 Conversation Between Men

Not hearing the meaning of continuing the transaction, Fragleta went there with some regrets.

The opera was about ten minutes away, Peter didn't say anything, just drinking wine with the nobleman.

After three drinks, this Ferdinandnov self started babbling.

It was nothing more than the fact that his father was an earl when he was a child, but later he became addicted to gambling and his family was in decline. He inherited the title of earl, but had to live shamefully with commoners in a block three kilometers away from the boulevard.

Peter smiled.

The boulevard is a rare good road, straight and wide. Although it is paved with sand, because there are rich nobles around, everyone takes care of the road in front of the manor as if they are their mistresses.

If there is a small hole in the road in front of someone's house, it will undoubtedly be a great humiliation to the owner's family.

If the hole hadn't been filled after a day, rumors would spread quickly that the noble had no money.

The surrounding nobles will also consciously keep a distance from this noble.

"For the sake of buying me a drink, let me tell you that using money to seek excitement is only the lowest level. If... If you are willing to give me three rubles, I will teach you a more advanced way of getting along with women... ..."

Ferdinandov's eyes flickered authentically, even if he was a little drunk, it was difficult to hide the shame on his face.

Sighing inwardly, Peter took out a gold coin from the sachet embroidered by Vorontsova and handed it over.

He could feel that this middle-aged man had reached the verge of embarrassment in life, and he was afraid that he dared to say these words because of his drunkenness. After he sobered up, what awaited him was endless self-blame and regret.

Because it is no different from begging.

For a nobleman to beg, there is no doubt that he denies and betrays the honor of the family.

1/2 a ruble is a silver coin, a kopek is a copper coin, and 1 ruble is a gold coin. Seeing the leisurely noble boy in front of him handing him a gold coin, Ferdinandnov trembled in his heart.

Even after drinking several times in a row, he still felt deeply humiliated.

What he wants to say is the truth, and in his opinion, it is definitely worth 3 rubles.

But the boy handed him a ruble. Ferdinandov was very angry, and he took it with shame, his drunken eyes suddenly widened.

He gasped, my God, it was Chervin!
And so brand new, this nobleman must be super rich!
"Oh, thank you so much! But I don't have any rubles to spare..."

Ferdinandov said anxiously.

Peter smiled and said:
"It's yours, sir."

Ferdinandnov was excited, he had never seen such a generous person, he was grateful to the gods for giving him such good luck, and at the same time, he was full of affection for this young man whose every move was full of the demeanor of a nobleman.

25 rubles for a Chervin is enough to make the boy flirt with the proprietress pretending to be a noble lady for two nights, and get back 5 rubles.

'Bah~ Fraghletta is not worth 10 rubles at all! '

Ferdinandov said excitedly in his heart, and immediately wanted to kiss Peter's hand to express his most sincere thanks.

Ferdinandnov's actions made Peter resist slightly, and Mirkowski immediately pressed his long sword against Ferdinandnov's body, making the down-and-out nobleman understand that the boy in front of him didn't like physical contact.

Ferdinandov smiled awkwardly and began to teach Peter the scriptures:

"Thank you for your generosity, from now on, you will be accompanied by good luck!"

He first blessed Peter, then lowered his voice and said:

"Let me tell you, using money for women can only experience the pleasure of the body, this pleasure is short-lived, you may not quite understand it, but if you use your heart, you will get the highest and exciting enjoyment. "

"Oh, how passionate and unforgettable this enjoyment is. All kinds of women's moods will be shown to you, and you will also be caught in it, even if you are painful, entangled, and impulsive, it is still two The collision of hearts, when you finally get together or have to be separated, your life will have an extra precious wealth."

Seeing that the corners of Peter's mouth were slightly hooked, and his expression was only indifferent, Ferdinandnov continued:

"Of course, you already have the premise of all this. Through your lavishness, you are obviously a rich nobleman. I guess you are not from Muscovite. You came to see His Majesty enthroned some time ago."

Peter nodded slightly, and Ferdinandov was even more affirmative. Unfortunately, he was so drunk at the time that he missed the enthronement ceremony of His Majesty. He only heard that His Majesty and Ekaterina were a match made in heaven.

Ferdinandov first expressed his admiration to the emperor, and then continued:
"You are a wealthy nobleman, let me ask, what do you plan to do in the future? Lawyer? Surgeon? Prayer priest? Or do nothing but inherit the glory of your ancestors?"

Peter smiled and said:
"I heard that lawyers are very rich, but I don't lack this, and I'm not interested in surgeons. I heard that bloodletting can cure diseases, which is good."

"As for the praying priest, if there are beautiful nuns, I might think about it."

What Peter said made Ferdinandov smile knowingly, and the hearts of the two of them immediately drew a lot closer.

Ferdinandov said:
"But you don't do this, you don't do that. Are you going to start enjoying it at such a young age?"

Peter shook his head and said:
"If you just inherit the glory of your ancestors and do nothing, it would be too shameful for the nobles, and there is nothing admirable to talk about at the party, so I want to be a writer or a painter , the poet is also good."

"Oh~"

Ferdinandnov couldn't help but sigh in admiration:

"Are you going to become a writer too? Excuse me, you must read His Majesty's masterpieces. Even for a nobleman like me who is trapped among the common people, I gritted my teeth and bought a newspaper. Your Majesty's literature The level is just astounding.”

Peter nodded and smiled:
"Yes, I also admit that His Majesty is indeed of an unattainable level. If you wish, I can give you a few newspapers as a gift, but let's continue your topic."

After drinking another glass of wine, Ferdinandov smiled mysteriously while drunk:

"We're not digressing, you don't know about women, they may be able to say no to lawyers, they may be able to say no to surgeons, but they can't say no to your chosen profession."

"A painter, if you are outstanding, you can easily let them show any poses under your pen, and your quill can even draw on them, let alone if you choose a writer, if you are in the noble You have gained a reputation in China, endless invitations are waiting for you, all you have to do is take care of your body, as for poets, who would refuse a romantic poet.”

Ferdinandov went on to talk a lot about what he had seen and heard in Vienna, Venice, Pagava and other places.

(End of this chapter)