Chapter 37 Publishing foreign newspapers, Ottomans have no way
"Vivian, you have done a good job. Keep holding this fashion festival. This time it is a trial. Next time, let the whole of Russia know and invite those princesses."
Peter said while thinking about the progress of the newspaper.
Literature and fashion go hand in hand, which is exactly the stage task of the diagonal. This stage task does not specify the specific time. The rewards given are based on influence. Naturally, the greater the influence, the better. If it spreads from home to abroad, the role of those princesses must be
Indispensable.
"yes!"
Vivian responded.
Peter glanced at her and then said:
"How is your body? Do you feel any discomfort?"
Vivian said doubtfully:
"No, Your Majesty, everything is fine with me."
Peter said:
"That's good. Don't tire yourself out. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me and I'll let the palace doctors diagnose and treat you."
Vivian was immediately very moved. She looked at His Majesty's bright and wise eyes, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:
"Your Majesty, would you like to see your little angel?"
"Okay, bring her."
Peter responded with a smile, and had not looked at little Vorontsova for a while.
Soon, the little angel was brought, babbling, and her nose and eyes looked like Vivian.
After Peter teased her for a few times, little Vorontsova hugged Peter's hand and giggled. Peter smiled and said nothing.
Vivian looked on, thinking of what Vorontsov said, her face couldn't help but blush, she gritted her teeth and said:
"Your Majesty, is Zova hungry?"
Peter said: "Probably not. I was having fun. If I didn't cry, I guess I wasn't hungry."
Vivian mustered up her courage and said:
"Your Majesty, she must be hungry, really!"
Peter was stunned for a moment, a little suspicious.
But since Vivian said so, he handed her the little Zova and got up to find Vorontsova.
The Peter Detective Collection is about 1.5 million words long. Vivian is now liberated and is responsible for fashion, but Vorontsova is not yet.
When he had time, he would go to Vorontsova. He dictated it and Vorontsova wrote it in handwriting. The progress is now almost 800,000 words.
Watching His Majesty leave, Vivian looked at her daughter in her arms and couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
Why did Your Majesty walk so fast without even glancing at her?
In a palace, Vorontsova sat in Peter's arms and felt very happy.
"Your Majesty, I like you."
"Um."
"Your Majesty, I admire you."
"Um."
"Your Majesty, I love you."
"Um."
"Do you like me? Your Majesty."
Peter felt speechless and could not work seriously anymore, but Vorontsova, holding a pen in one hand, turned her face and looked at him slightly, with expectant eyes.
Peter said:
"Concentrate and keep writing."
"oh……"
By dinner time in the evening, I had written ten thousand words in three hours, but there was still a long way to go.
But Vorontsova’s hand speed is quite good, about 3,000 words an hour.
With Vorontsova looking reluctant to leave, Peter said goodbye to her, and then took Ekaterina, who had returned from work, to have dinner with her aunt.
Peter could see that what the Queen had always pursued was to have the warmth of a family in the palace. Now that he and Yeka were having dinner with him, the Queen was extremely happy.
"Peter, when do you plan to marry Yeka?"
Queen Elizabeth ate little and spent most of her time watching Peter eat. She asked with a smile while Peter was eating.
When there was only one empress in the Russian Empire, she had the final say on when Peter would get married.
But now that Peter was also an emperor, Elizabeth sought his advice.
Ekaterina was a little nervous.
Peter glanced at her and said:
"Right now, Yeka is busy with newspapers and Vivian is busy with fashion. Let's wait until these two things come to an end."
Elizabeth nodded and warned:
"But don't delay for too long. These princesses and the people who sent them cannot stay here for several months."
"Okay, aunt, I will take this into consideration."
Peter responded, then changed the topic and said:
"Auntie, do you still like this dress?"
Speaking of this, Elizabeth couldn't help but look happy. Not long after her nephew told her last time, she designed a tea dress for herself. Not to mention that it was a close-fitting dress, and her worries were overblown.
There is a thin layer of lining on the chest, as well as on the lower body. No matter what movement she makes when wearing this skirt, she will not feel unnatural. Instead, she can move easily and freely.
"It's very good. When the weather gets hotter, we can wear it when we go to the Gulf of Finland to escape the heat. Peter, your idea is really good."
Elizabeth praised.
During this period since her nephew became emperor, nothing happened that she was worried about. Peter really impressed her.
She was very grateful for the changes Peter had made along the way.
Peter smiled and said:
"As long as Auntie likes it, I will design whatever you like in the future."
"good."
Elizabeth looked pleased.
After enjoying the family fun with their aunt, Peter and Ekaterina resigned.
Peter checked the time. At 8:10 p.m., the two of them returned to the palace and lay on the bed. Ekaterina lay quietly on Peter's chest and whispered about the progress of the newspaper.
When newspapers are distributed abroad, there is one place they cannot go, the Ottoman Empire.
However, there is no problem in Central, Northern and Western European countries such as the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth, Sweden, Norway, Denmark, Prussia, Saxony, Austria, and France.
"Your Majesty, please don't blame me, okay?"
Ekaterina raised her face and asked weakly.
Looking at the bright eyes with love and a hint of worry, Peter sighed softly and pulled her up. Ekaterina naturally leaned against Peter's head, face to face.
Peter did not answer her question, but said:
"I'm going to make you the queen when we get married."
After he finished speaking, Peter didn't hear the sound. When he looked over, he saw Yeka turning her head and twisting her around. He saw that she was shedding tears and couldn't help but laugh:
"Why are you crying?"
"I'm happy."
Ekaterina quickly wiped away her tears, and Peter then said:
"Let's go and say hello to your parents before going to bed."
Ekaterina couldn't help but feel a little surprised. She hadn't looked for her mother for a long time, and strangely, her mother didn't look for her either.
We haven’t seen each other for a while, and Johanna has become a lot better. It’s not a physical change, but a mental change.
Let Yeka talk to the prince and her brothers and sisters, and Peter took Johanna to a side hall.
As soon as she came in, Johanna said respectfully but anxiously:
"Your Majesty, you have come to see me. Why didn't you see me when I came to see you before?"
Peter smiled and said:
"Don't worry, your matters are being implemented."
Johanna was still very anxious. She had witnessed with her own eyes that Peter had become the emperor from the crown prince and was so majestic in the palace. She also wanted to experience the feeling of the Queen of Sweden.
But she shamelessly asked to see Queen Elizabeth, but the Queen did not see her and only said one sentence:
"Go to His Majesty Peter."
She went to find Peter again, but was either blocked by the ministers or the guards, which made her worry about gain and loss. At night, she always dreamed that her throne as queen was lost.