Chapter 27: The Lost Aristocrat and the Proprietor of the Opera House
After a long wait, the opera was finally about to begin. Peter was not disappointed because among the people who came to this small place one after another, most of them were talking about the stories published in the newspapers.
Everyone is praising his incredible literary talent and his touching love story with Ekaterina.
Even the hostility caused by Yeka's German ancestry has been reduced a lot.
Not to mention him, with just one Peter E., which is still being serialized, he has become the third most beloved emperor since Peter the Great.
The first was Peter the Great, who defeated Sweden and seized the Baltic Sea outlet. There is no doubt about his achievement.
The second is her aunt, Empress Elizabeth. During her reign, her aunt abolished the death penalty, freeing the entire country from the turbulent atmosphere of the Empress Anna's period, and swept away the German influence in the Russian court, giving the Russian people a new lease of life.
Peter couldn't help but sigh, the plump aunt's love for beauty also has the benefits of beauty. Is this the benefit of being a swinging emperor?
He is the third one.
Now he no longer has the bad reputation of playing with dogs, violins and worshiping Frederick. Instead, he has a great and troubled love with Catherine, and a literary talent that shocked the entire aristocratic circle and common people.
In short, Peter felt very good hearing these sounds.
After the serialization of Peter Love ends, I believe that the first step of the detective series "A Study in Scarlet" by the male protagonist Peter (Holmes) and the female assistant Sophia (Watson) will once again cause a sensation in Russia.
Regardless of his war exploits or his reputation for expanding territory, at least a literary emperor cannot escape.
In this case, gin doesn't seem to be too bad to drink.
The people who came to watch the opera did not realize that the young man sitting in the dark corner was the emperor who ruled the entire Russia. They were all in high spirits and looked forward to the opera performance, making the place lively.
Time passed slowly under such circumstances, and Peter noticed the drunkard whom Mirkovsky reminded him.
The drunk man stopped lying on the table and raised his face. Peter noticed that the clothes he was wearing did have the family crest, but there were also stains on the collar. Obviously, this had nothing to do with his safety. It might just be a down-and-out person.
noble.
There are many nobles like this in Russia. Although they are extremely poor, they still cling to the glory of their ancestors.
Peter shook his head and stopped paying attention to him. His eyes swept over the beautiful landlady. Peter believed that most of the guests here came for the pretty landlady.
Peter waved to Mirkovsky and ordered:
"Let me ask, how much does it cost for me to spend a night with the landlady?"
Mirkovsky went forward, and the landlady was bored. Mirkovsky came up and down, and Flagleta glanced here, licked her lips charmingly, showed a seductive smile, and looked at Mirkovsky.
What did Kovsky say?
Mirkovsky replied:
"Sir, this lady said that her father used to be a nobleman, and she was once a well-educated noblewoman. She is offering you 10 rubles."
Apparently, Mirkovsky's voice was heard by the down-and-out nobleman. The middle-aged down-and-out nobleman couldn't help but laugh wildly and mocked:
"Miss Flagletta's father is a shoemaker, and he once repaired my shoes. How can he be considered an aristocrat? It's really funny."
"Ferdinand! You drunkard! Don't disturb my good deeds!"
Amid Flaglerta's angry screams, Ferdinand made a noble salute to Flaglerta without getting up.
The proprietress of the Opera House did not give up on the upcoming good business. She walked up to Peter and sat down in a familiar manner. She put Peter's hand on her leg, showing amazing flexibility, and then said charmingly:
"This rich nobleman, 10 rubles is not expensive. You can enjoy every part of my body. If you give me 200 rubles extravagantly and don't let me give up the theater, I can be your
mistress."
Peter chuckled lightly, Mirkovsky glanced at His Majesty, and whispered with some dissatisfaction:
"Your Majesty...Master, she is cheating you of money. A complete serf girl can be bought for 100 rubles, but she wants 200 rubles, and she can tell you at a glance."
Flagleta couldn't help but said angrily:
"What happened at first glance? Don't you believe that I am still a virgin? This is the greatest humiliation to me!"
Mirkovkis said bluntly:
"With your style, it would be an insult to say you are a virgin."
Flaglerta was silent.
She was speechless for a moment.
Admit it, the virginity full of youth seems to be a humiliation to myself.
Don't admit it, the price can't be raised.
Peter smiled and said:
"Five rubles, no more."
Flaglerta immediately turned to Peter, with a hot look in her eyes, and she added:
"Eight rubles is no less. You can enjoy a perfect experience with me."
Peter shook his head:
"3 rubles."
Flaglerta couldn't help but look at Peter with wide eyes, and finally confirmed that Peter was teasing her, and couldn't help snorting.
If it weren't for the fact that this was his first time, she would have glared at him.
Flagleta walked away in a slinky manner, her twisting posture clearly saying that you missed a wonderful opportunity to have a head-to-head trial.
Feeling the folk fun, Peter waved to the down-and-out noble and said:
"If you don't mind, come and have a drink."
About two meters away, the down-and-out noble looked Peter up and down, and his scrutinizing eyes swept over Mirkovsky who was standing.
As if he felt that this pair of masters and servants were qualified to let him move, he stood up reservedly and walked towards Peter.
But when walking, he intentionally or unintentionally exposed the sword on his waist.
His whole body looked dirty, but this sword was the only one that was well maintained and looked like he cherished it very much.
Sword-bearing nobleman?
Peter was stunned for a moment.
From this point of view, at least our ancestors were more generous.
Peter waved his hand to Mirkovsky not to be so nervous and said to him:
"Go and ask for enough wine to serve your Excellency today."
Mirkovsky did not leave. He still looked at the nobleman with vigilance, ensuring that he could stop any attack on His Majesty by taking action.
Then he shouted to the proprietress who had just left:
"Bring me ten bottles of gin!"
Flaglerta was immediately overjoyed. Although the deal was not concluded, she was also very happy that the master and servant bought something from her.
"Here we come."
Flaglerta said coquettishly and delivered the wine herself. When she put it down, she did not forget to show Peter her proud career line.
Peter said that this career line could probably be compared with Johanna's, and gave her an appreciative smile.