Chapter 22 Gunpowder is moved out of the palace, and fashion literature is in progress
Peter asked again in detail and couldn't help but sigh.
Building roads is a problem, and maintaining roads is also a problem.
Road construction has to pass through the territory of the nobles, and the current road construction technology is to first put several layers of firewood bundles, fill the firewood bundles with soil, then place logs, and then fill the logs with soil.
This method has many disadvantages: the firewood bundles rot, and when the wood is damaged, the road becomes impassable.
The situation will be better when sand or logs are used instead of firewood bundles, but it also requires constant road protection. In the spring and autumn when the roads are muddy, the dirt roads are almost impassable.
This is simply incomparable to cement.
He knew the cement manufacturing process, but the specific proportions were not clear. If the craftsmen were allowed to try it, I believe they would be able to figure it out.
But now is not the time.
Peter looked at this unfamiliar face and said:
"who is he?"
Vorontsov said respectfully:
"Your Majesty, we are here to transport this batch of gunpowder."
"gunpowder?"
Peter was stunned for a moment and suddenly thought of something, and 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 many have been stored?"
"150,000 poods."
Peter couldn't help but take a breath of air and confirmed again: "In the Moscow Palace, where we are now?"
Vorontsov nodded.
Peter's face couldn't help but turn a little blue.
Vorontsov added:
"Your Majesty, is there any problem? The ones from St. Petersburg are also in the palace."
Gan!
What's the problem?
Most of the buildings in Moscow are made of wood, so don’t you know that fires often break out?
There have been four fires in history. Are you really afraid of being killed?
Peter turned around and walked away, saying:
"Vorontsov, make arrangements immediately to transport all the gunpowder in the palace to a safe place for storage, to completely prevent explosions caused by fire!"
Vorontsov's expression also changed.
As a senior aristocrat, he knew the fire prevention situation in Moscow very well and was simply vulnerable.
Thinking of what His Majesty said, he couldn't help but tremble.
Why didn't I think about what to do if so much gunpowder exploded?
Still working here, it's like working with the god of death.
"Milkovsky, immediately send someone to inform the Grand Duchess, pack your things and go to Troits Monastery!"
Peter gave instructions while walking towards the palace where his aunt was.
I couldn't help but feel a little alarmed, how could he forget about gunpowder.
If you were blown up by gunpowder, there would really be no explanation for it.
"His Majesty!"
Everyone saluted wherever they went. When they arrived at the Queen's Palace, Peter motioned to Duchess Polya to get up, and when she walked in, she was greeted by the smiling eyes of her aunt.
"Auntie, let me take you out to relax."
Peter smiled and said, pulling his aunt out without any explanation.
Elizabeth: "..."
"Where are you going? Why are you in a hurry? I still want to try on some clothes."
Elizabeth complained a little.
But seeing the look on Peter's face, I followed him.
Peter said to Polya and a group of maids:
"Take the Queen's clothes for a few days and let's go to Troits Monastery."
Elizabeth was stunned for a moment, and the other maids, including the duchess, all took the order.
Now that Peter is the emperor, all orders given must be carried out unless the queen refutes them.
Elizabeth said suspiciously:
"What are you doing there now?"
Peter took the queen out and said:
"Aunt, spring is here. It's close to the palace. I can go hunting with my aunt."
"Isn't there a farm that you specially raised there? There must be an abundance of prey now."
Hearing Peter talk about hunting, Elizabeth felt pleasantly surprised. Yes, how could she forget about hunting?
Although there are more beautiful fashions, it’s not bad to put on men’s clothes and ride on a horse across the grassland.
Elizabeth went happily.
An emperor pulled a queen forward, and the people in the palace all saluted, feeling that the aura of brilliance was rushing towards their faces, which was indescribably luxurious.
On the way, she met Ekaterina who was coming. Seeing that His Majesty was safe, Ekaterina couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to say something, Peter winked at her and said:
"Let your maids clean up and let's go to Troits Monastery to relax."
Ekaterina understood something and immediately said:
"Yes, Your Majesty."
When a large number of troops were dispatched to escort the Queen and the Grand Duchess outside the palace, Peter said sternly to Mirkovsky:
"Evacuate everyone in the palace and ask the guards to help. Be careful not to make any mistakes when transporting gunpowder and leaving."
Mirkovsky hesitated:
"Your Majesty, your safety?"
Peter said:
"How many can you fight by yourself? Why do you have to worry about hundreds of guards?"
"yes!"
Mirkov immediately took the order.
Peter explained again:
"Don't let anything happen. The furniture in the palace is very expensive."
Then he turned around and got on the carriage and left.
He was right, the furniture in the palace was indeed valuable. After all, every time he traveled back and forth between Moscow and St. Petersburg, he had to take the furniture with him.
No way, exquisite and gorgeous furniture is difficult to make.
Vorontsova was also in a carriage, followed by Countess Roman, and Peter believed that Vorontsov himself would make arrangements at the Privy Council.
Then he got in the car and talked to his aunt about some interesting things. It wasn't boring at all, but Ekaterina seemed a little restrained.
Peter always felt that Catherine was deliberately clumsy in front of her aunt.
Maybe 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 no longer thinking about these things, Peter stuck his head out and ordered a guard to call the people from Moscow News.
Going out this time was not only to avoid danger, but also to actually arrange things.
Compared with road construction, the publishing of fashion and literature is a major event.
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After the group arrived at Troits Monastery, relevant publishing staff from Moscow News also arrived.
Seeing this person in charge, Peter was speechless.
The editor-in-chief of the St. Petersburg Gazeta is a fat man who works in the building, but this is an old man with a gray beard.
If that was all, that would be fine, but the old man was so trembling that he could hardly walk.
Peter wondered if he would just die if he went back again.
After asking about it, I found out that this old nobleman had been working diligently for half his life, but he could not safely teach such a person such a thing.
After thinking about it, Peter called Ekaterina.
In the past history, although Emperor Ye relied on men to ascend to power, he did government affairs for fifteen or six hours a day after taking office. It can be said that he dedicated his whole life to the country.
Although Yeka has no military vision, she can choose people and her professional attitude is undeniable.
There is no reason not to use such a talented person who is close to you and can communicate easily at any time.
Especially Yeka is famous for being cautious and tight-lipped.
Just open a palace in the imperial palace and serve as the Moscow News Agency.
Then Peter called for Vorontsova and Countess Roman.