"Ding, congratulations on getting the hidden skill: Noble Manners!"
[Noble manners]: You naturally have all the etiquette of a noble in the palace. Even if your every move is staring directly at the chests of the maids, even if you inadvertently pinch your nose or let out a breath, you
Your demeanor is still full of aristocratic elegance, and your actions are not considered rude, but rather gentlemanly.
Forehead……
Peter thought, this might work too.
In the past, he was thin and thin. Even if he knew the court etiquette, he was quite decent. After all, his foundation was not good. If he insisted on imitating other people's tall etiquette posture, he would feel like imitating others.
But it was different now. Peter looked at himself in the mirror and saw that he had indeed changed. There was a kind of return to nature after a perfect mechanical movement, which was natural.
It is as if a person practices boxing a thousand times and kicks ten thousand times a day. After a year and a half, he will be different from others after just one punch and kick.
And this is just a bonus. Peter opened his clothes and took a look. There were faint chest muscles, there were also faint marks on his smooth belly, and the muscles could also be felt on his arms.
He estimated that if the average figure of a soldier was 8, he would be like a bodybuilder.
And since it was based on the soldier's estimation, it should be streamlined and not made of protein powder.
Then he added the last attribute to the figure.
Carry out obsessive-compulsive disorder to the end.
"Ding, you have allocated a little bit of body."
After distribution, the muscles are more obvious.
At this time, the attribute points have been completely allocated, and his current attribute panel is as follows:
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Name: Peter Fedorovich
Position: Imperial Crown Prince
Appearance: 5 (average average value for ordinary people is 5, average value for handsome people is 10, average value for Pan An, Song Yu, and Wei Jie is 25)
Body: 7 (average serfs 3, nobles 6, soldiers 8)
Physical strength: 20 (the original physical strength includes two aspects, which are inseparable from each other, Song Duzong's physical strength is 30, and Lao'ai's physical strength is 20)
Heroic appearance: 1 (one of the charm attributes)
Uninhibited: 0 (charm attribute 2)
Evil: 0 (Russian demon monk’s evil 50, inspiring special abilities of bewitchment and prophecy)
Points available for distribution: 0
Skills: Proficient in Russian, as strong as an ox, precious eagle pulling a carriage, noble manners
other:
Order of Saint Andrew Points: 28
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After finishing the filling, Peter felt refreshed. At this time, Vorontsova came to invite Peter to have a meal.
The meal was in the outer hall. Peter walked over and said:
"You sit down and eat too."
Vorontsova looked around, bowed to Peter and sat down gently.
Because it was evening, the meal was relatively simple.
The most traditional Russian borscht is made with potatoes, carrots, spinach, beef cubes and cream.
Russian-style beef stew is created from the cooking method of French beef stew passed down from the kitchen of Duke Stragonov, plus the local Russian sour cream sauce. It is very fragrant and tender, even if it is not cold in the palace, it is still delicious.
The first sip is also beautifully effervescent.
The trendy kebabs are also on the menu, which were just introduced from the Ottoman Empire. They are grilled with beef and mutton. They are very big and the aroma is wafting through the palace.
There is also the most delicious food supplement, caviar from the Caspian Sea. The production is rare and expensive, and each particle is like a black pearl.
Next to it is vodka with an alcohol content of 40 degrees.
Vorontsova had eaten these things at home, but this was the first time she had eaten them with His Highness, so she felt nervous.
But slowly, she relaxed.
One cup for you and one cup for vodka, one spoonful for each other for caviar. Vorontsova couldn’t eat the big kebab in one bite, so Peter ordered her to swallow it. As a result, Vorontsova’s face turned red from holding it in, and she finally swallowed it.
He looked at Peter with resentment, and he drank wine again, which made him look quite different.
Russians love to drink vodka. On the one hand, it is because the weather is cold and drinking this to keep warm. On the other hand, it is pure love. Peter gave it a try. Perhaps due to the potential effect of his physical strength, he was not very drunk.
As he drank, he couldn't help but think about the knowledge he had seen in his previous life.
More than a hundred years later, a brand would be born, Smirnoff Vodka, which was initially offered exclusively to the royal family and later became popular among the people. More than half of the Russian Empire’s military expenditures came from the liquor tax imposed on this wine.
This is another point that he can take advantage of in the future. Now his aunt has not given the vodka monopoly to the nobles. After he reaches 100 St. Andre points, he will ask his aunt for it.
At that time, the throne was stable and my aunt would definitely give it to me.
"Your Highness, drink..."
Vorontsova seemed a little drunk and her eyes were blurry, but she still refused to give up and wanted to drink with Peter. She liked to drink and eat well.
"Okay, drink."
Anyway, he had nothing to do at night. He was terrible at learning French. He didn't think he had any talent for language. If Lomonosov didn't come to him, he would never go to him.
Then let’s get drunk today if we have wine!
Peter relaxed and started to fight with Vorontsova.
Halfway through the drink, Vorontsova suggested dancing again. She looked like this, let alone dancing, it would be great if she could walk forward. Peter was interested in seeing her laugh and readily agreed.
Holding hands, Vorontsova leaned on Peter's chest and murmured with drunken eyes:
"Your Highness... Your Highness, you are so handsome. Can you... please order all the male guards to go out..."
The smell of wine mixed with the fragrance of a girl hit his face, and it was filled with softness. Peter felt that Vorontsova was so drunk that she dared to make demands of him.
Peter waved his hand, and the male guards all walked out. Only he, Vorontsova, and the accompanying maids were left in the dining palace.
A palace maid came forward and whispered:
"Your Highness, do you need to change into dance clothes?"
Peter did not respond for the time being and asked Vorontsova:
"What dance do you want to dance?"
But it seemed that in the blink of an eye, Vorontsova fell asleep, opened her eyes again after a while and said:
"I want to dance...um...I want to dance..."
Then, for the first time, he fell completely on top of Peter.
His eyes were closed, but his mouth was opening and closing. Peter came closer and heard a few words and little dance steps.
Peter smiled slightly and looked at her clothes, which were tied up at the waist and wearing shoes of a certain height. The minuet is a slow and beautiful dance handed down in France in the mid-seventh century. It is composed of small and rhythmic steps.
It is composed of a bowing ceremony. Obviously, it is difficult for Vorontsova to bow in a tight corset.
Moreover, she closed her eyes now and didn't even move her eyes. She was really asleep.
He handed Vorontsova to the maid and arranged to rest in the side hall next to him. He looked outside with a vodka alone.
The scenery outside the window was dark and heavy, but in his eyes it had a special charm.
He couldn't help but sigh, this is the night of the eighteenth century!
At some point, when the remaining vodka was finished, Peter got excited and asked the maids to prepare pens and paper. He took advantage of the excitement and wrote down
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“A useful and beautiful peace,
You are loved and celebrated,
You bring joy to kings and nations,
You are the happiness of the countryside and the protection of the city.
With you, flowers bloom everywhere,
The wheat waves in the fields are golden.
The ships are loaded with treasure,
You will protect me on my voyage to sea.
you extend your generous hand
Transport wealth to every place in the sea.
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The miracle created by the Creator,
Amazing since ancient times.
He decided to continue doing good deeds,
So that the name can be spread today.
The Lord sent greatness to Russia,
Do something unprecedented.
He held his head high and endured hardships,
Achieve victory after victory,
Russia was ravaged by barbarians
One step to reach the sky and stand tall.
On the bloody battlefield, Mars, the god of war,
I was frightened to see Peter holding a sword in his hand.
Neputunus sees the Russian flag
He was also frightened and complained repeatedly.
The Neva River was suddenly fortified with iron walls,
Lifting up the towers one after another, thousands of households,
He couldn't help but said to himself in confusion:
Am I being confused?
Did you suddenly lose your way?
Can't find the original road again?
So all kinds of magical science
Over mountains, seas and rivers,
Reach out to Russia,
Say to the great monarch:
we are willing to do our best
the new fruits of pure wisdom
Leave it to the Russian people.
The monarch invites them to come as guests,
So Russia already expects
See their hard work.
But alas! How cruel fate!
a man who was supposed to be immortal
People who benefit our people
makes our hearts grieve,
He was snatched away by a jealous fate,
All the people are crying, how sad!
Even the cries were heard on the top of Parnassus
Also moaned in pain,
The muses all burst into tears,
Send great souls to heaven."
The "Ode on the Accession Day of Empress Elizabeth Petrovna" that was supposed to be written by Lomonosov three years later was written by him.
Then Peter waved his hand and said:
"Go, give it to aunt and ask her to come over and dance!"