Amidst Ferdinandnov's uneasiness, the group came to Verdery Street.
It had to be a long walk to get here, and perhaps in order to prevent the atmosphere of depravity and sin here from infecting other neighborhoods, they even had to pass through a rather narrow passage to get there.
As soon as I arrived here, a stench reached my nose. It seemed to be a mixture of dead rats, various domestic garbage, sewage, human drownings and even corpses. The first smell could almost make people faint.
Peter frowned, took out a handkerchief that could be tied behind his head and covered half of his face.
This was a strange covering that Ivanovich offered to him when he heard that he was coming here, but could not dissuade him.
Seeing that Ferdinandnov was a little dumbfounded, Peter took out the extra one from his arms and handed him one, which Ferdinandov gratefully accepted.
Mirkovsky and other guards also took out the same items from their arms and covered their mouths and noses.
Then, with a guard scouting the way, Peter followed as far as possible.
Peter felt more and more heavy as he walked. Instead of pitying the lives of the people here, he was worried about the disease.
A narrow passage may limit the number of people on the Avenue Verdey who can go out, but it cannot completely eliminate disease.
What did he see?
A building was almost destroyed, but there were still people living inside. In a barber shop, a barber hanged himself. After walking a few steps, he saw a woman who was thrown into a coffin and ignored. The woman didn't care either.
Know whether to live or die.
Not to mention the various rats running around everywhere.
"Would you like a good measuring stick and plane? They only cost 7 kopecks!"
A thin man in ragged clothes stopped them and asked pitifully with a pleading look.
Peter and his group attracted attention since they entered this place because they were dressed so cleanly.
Not far away, there were some beggars looking at this place with green eyes. If they hadn't seen Mirkovsky and his group armed with swords and guns, they would have almost rushed forward.
Peter looked at the things in the thin man's hands. They were indeed a measuring tape and a plane, but there were a lot of dark colors on them, and he didn't know what they were left for.
Peter asked:
"Are you a carpenter?"
The thin man nodded quickly:
"Yes, this is a very useful thing. Please buy it. It only costs seven kopecks!"
Peter asked again:
"This should be your meal, what are you going to do if you sell it?"
Before the thin man could answer, the beggar who knew him started shouting:
"What else can he do after selling it? Of course he will buy wine. After drinking, he will be like us!"
The thin man couldn't help but become angry with shame, but he didn't dare to get angry. He just looked at Peter pleadingly.
He recognized that Peter was the leader of the group.
"don't want."
Peter refused.
"Six kopecks, only six kopecks... five!"
As the price dropped all the way, the thin man was pushed away, and his pleading voice fell behind.
The guards surrounded Peter in a ring, and none of the beggars dared to come forward.
Peter looked at Verdery Street. The overall layout was pretty good, with streets, stairs, and residential areas.
But it can't stop the depravity here.
The carpenter who just sold his restaurant to get some money for drinks never thought about how he would survive after selling it.
Peter also saw a man fighting for food with a dog, a drunkard who was so thin that he was just skin and bones...
What pleased Peter was that even in such a place, there were people who carried out the decree of the Virgin, but they stood relatively far away and shouted from the trumpet.
At the stairs not far ahead, Peter saw a woman in her thirties.
This woman's hair was messy and her nose seemed to be red from drinking. She was lying on the steps with her breasts exposed and fell into a deep sleep.
More importantly, she was still holding a child in one hand, but because she fell asleep, the child slipped from her arm and turned head down.
If he fell down the stairs like this, the child would obviously not survive.
There were people watching and laughing nearby, but they had no intention of reaching out to help.
Peter glanced at Mirkovsky, who immediately ran forward to pick up the child who was about to fall. The unknown mother smacked her lips a few times. She was so drunk that she still didn't wake up.
The man next to him saw this scene and said with a smile:
"Why are you saving her now? Sooner or later she will sell the child. It's better to die now."
Mirkovsky glared at him, and Peter asked a guard to call the white armband over, and another guard to wake up the mother.
The guard called several times but did not wake him up. Mirkovsky stepped forward and slapped him twice.
After a few slaps, my mother woke up.
She looked at Mirkovsky with confused eyes, and then at her child, her eyes empty.
Seeing this look, Peter seemed to have seen hell.
He stopped asking her and asked Mirkovsky to give the child to White Armband. White Armband was quite responsible and stepped forward to ask a few questions. The woman took a long time to answer that Peter had embroidered it directly for him from Vorontsova.
Take out a Chervin gold coin from your wallet.
He thought about it and put it back. Each of the Chervin gold coins he had here was worth 25 rubles. They were wasted on a woman in this state.
She'll probably use it to drink.
He only asked a guard to give him 2 rubles, and Peter walked away.
After touring this place full of sin and depravity for a while, Peter left.
Feeling heavy.
His impression of this place was that it was extremely dirty and messy.
Although he had a strong constitution and could be immune to infectious diseases, he had to guard against smallpox and the Black Death. Historically, there had been epidemics in Moscow.
In the face of smallpox, the royal family was as defenseless as the poor. Peter II died of this disease at the age of 15. His aunt's fiancé, who was Catherine's uncle, was under the guardianship of Holstein.
My brother also died from this disease.
Even Peter III in the original history suffered from smallpox. Although he survived, he was disfigured and his face was covered with pimples left by smallpox.
Perhaps it was the first time Peter and Ekaterina met after this disfigurement. Ekaterina's unconcealed horror cast an indelible shadow on Peter, even though Ekaterina had given him less than half a cup of tea.
He endured his fear and expressed his willingness to get close to Peter, but Peter became cold.
From now on, there will never be any more joking.
Smallpox would also deal a devastating blow to the Habsburg dynasty. Queen Theresa of Austria and her daughter-in-law Maria Joseph were both infected with smallpox more than 20 years later. Theresa's daughter-in-law could not resist and died.
, Teresa’s body is also covered with scars.
Later Teresa's daughter also died of smallpox.
In Russia, Countess Anna Sheremeteva, the historical wife of Panin, the current ambassador to Sweden, also contracted smallpox. In the words of British diplomats, this countess had unusual virtue and beauty, and