I am Peter III, Emperor of the Hexagon of the Goose Kingdom

Chapter 23 Deputy Editor-in-Chief of the St. Petersburg News of the Academy of Sciences
After thinking about it, Peter decided to lie down first and lifted the curtain of the car to look outside.

Perhaps due to the cold weather, there were very few people walking on the street. Peter was about to put down the curtain of the car when he suddenly looked at one place.

That was a somewhat special little girl.

The reason why she is special is because she is stronger than the girl in her previous life, but she is much slimmer than the native Russians.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, the girl secretly stuck out her tongue to lick the ice, and then...

Then she clings.

Looking around, he saw that the people passing by were far away, so Peter took out his hot water bag and told Mirkowski to stop to help the little girl.

The little girl looked eleven or twelve years old, and she didn't know where her family had gone, so she didn't pay attention.

Now she was obviously a little anxious when her tongue was stuck, but she didn't dare to use force, and she looked like she was about to cry.

At this moment, Mirkowski walked over, tried the temperature of the water, poured it on the little girl's tongue, and then pointed to the carriage. The little girl happened to meet Peter's eyes.

Peter was taken aback for a moment, inexplicably feeling that this big face plate seemed familiar, but considering that he had never seen this little girl since time travel.

Shaking his head and not thinking about it anymore, he lowered the curtain and sat in the carriage with peace of mind, but then he heard Mirkowski's shout, the shout was very short, and then there was the sound of hurried running, the guards outside the carriage The sound of swords being drawn.

Then, with a slight rub, the carriage shook for a while, as if a dragoon had jumped up.

Then the curtain of the car was lifted, and the little girl who had just been rescued jumped in and faced Peter face to face. Behind the little girl, Mirkowski looked frightened and angry. He was about to pull the little girl out, but Peter waved his hand.

Now that he was so close, he could see more clearly that the clothes on the little girl were not ordinary silk fabrics. Compared to Russians' or even nobles' clothes, they seemed to be more delicate.

More importantly, she was unarmed.

Peter was very curious about what the rushing girl wanted to do. She was not afraid of strangers at the age of eleven or twelve, so it was amazing to have such courage.

The little girl looked Peter up and down, showing a haughty expression and said:

"Report where you live, you saved a noble lady, I will give you a reward!"

As he spoke, he seemed to look down on Peter's thin body and shook his head repeatedly.

Peter smiled, and had to say that although the little girl was small, she developed well. More importantly, she spoke half-baked Russian.

a foreigner?

Peter said lightly:

"Deputy editor-in-chief of the St. Petersburg News of the Academy of Sciences."

He wanted to see what reward this little girl could give him. After all, he was indeed a little poor now, so he drove the little girl out of the car.

All the guards, who had changed their appearances and were low-key guards, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Some of them put away their swords, some put their firecrackers back down, and they didn't forget to give the little girl a hard look before leaving.

But the little girl was not afraid, and stared at her one by one. When the carriage was far away, she snorted and turned her head to leave. Then, a hundred meters behind her, some tall guards in foreign costumes rushed towards her. Come, and the leader is a woman with heavy makeup and a fat figure who still holds a folding fan in the winter.

The girl hesitated for a while but stopped, and the woman holding the folding fan rushed to her, almost unable to suppress the anger in her heart, she roared in a low voice:

"Adelaide, this is not the UK you want to conquer with cakes and 14 gold coins. Be honest with me. If you hurt me, I want you to look good!"

Adelaide curled her lips, mumbling what she said, seeing the woman staring at her, she couldn't help turning her head and said:
"understood!"

Then she looked at the route of the carriage again, but the shadow was gone.

But Adelaide is a little excited. If she wants to conquer England, she lacks knights. The guy just now is not bad. For the sake of his help, let alone his thin body, the noble lady will give His chance to serve France.

At this time, Peter sat firmly in the carriage again, and left the little girl behind, and said to Mirkowski:
"After going to the Academy of Sciences, go to the printing factory, museum, theater."

Mirkowski froze for a moment, a little confused:
"Your Highness, after going to so many places, it will soon be dark."

Peter said:
"It's okay, just go in and have a look, and come out soon."

Mirkowski stopped talking, turned the worry in his heart into the strength of whipping, and the carriage moved faster.

Peter was thinking that the semi-bald head of Ivanovic had blocked the opportunity for the last experiment, and he also wanted to know whether he would get attribute points by inspecting these places.

After all, the original Peter had a withdrawn personality and was indifferent to many things, but the system told him that as long as he changed his personality, he would be rewarded with attribute points.

About ten minutes later, the carriage came to a halt. Peter lifted the curtain and saw Mirkowski showing the token of the palace.

This is a somewhat grand gate. Although the construction is rough, it looks grand. Afterwards, the gatekeeper tremblingly returned the token, bowed deeply to Peter, and let it go without daring to glance at it.

About 5 minutes later, the carriage stopped, and Mirkowski's voice sounded:
"Your Highness, the news is here."

Peter nodded and got out of the car. Although the Newspaper has been renamed the St. Petersburg News for more than ten years, many people still call it the Newspaper directly to save trouble.

This is a small red building with three floors. Peter walked in under the stars of the guards.

Milkowski had never been to this place before, but after Peter mentioned it last time, he inquired about it later, so he knew that the higher the floor, the higher the status of the people inside.

There were five or six rooms on the third floor, and some of the doors were closed. Mirkowski took Peter directly to the door where the editor-in-chief was written, and pushed the door open.

amount……

The people inside didn't seem to expect someone to be so brave. The two worms were rolling over, and Mirkowski's face turned cold. Peter took a look, and hehe said:

"Chief editor?"

"Who are you?!"

This is a fat and round middle-aged man. The fat on his stomach is enough to make him look down and can't see the ground. He is about 1.6 meters [-] in height. Compared with Ivanovic, this man has reached a stronger level , smooth on the top of the head, with only tenacious brown hairs remaining on the sides.

He hurriedly put on his pants, with great effort, the fat on his stomach trembled like a mountain of meat.

And the naked middle-aged woman also hurriedly dressed.

Peter just watched the process with cold eyes and was very happy in his heart. Judging from the room, no one would dare to do such a thing in the editor-in-chief's office. This should be the editor-in-chief without a doubt.

Very good, seeing him as the crown prince, this one should be more obedient.

(End of this chapter)