"Big Bear! Whoa, big bear, dance, jump! ”

It's late autumn in St. Petersburg in early September, and the leaves are full of golden leaves.

Before the snow fell, Peter took Catherine and her daughter Sophia to the countryside to enjoy a short time in autumn.

Of course, he was accompanied by Katyusha, as well as the brothers Eugene and Yuri. If Peter was not one of the heirs to the throne of the Russian Empire, he would have been expelled from the circle of friends by the top nobles long ago for his behavior of leading the three-headed bear.

"Dad, look at it, big bear dance, big bear dance!"

Sophia, who has a beautiful and silky champagne hair, is now more and more agile and lovely, inheriting the two big watery blue eyes from her mother, blinking and shining like sapphires. At this moment, Sophia is jumping around the female bear Katyusha without any scruples, and Katyusha is also standing upright with her legs, twisting her fat waist and abdomen (how can you use the word 'waist' to describe a big black bear weighing hundreds of kilograms!). The two fat bear paws also beat to Sophia's rhythm, like a Hawaiian hula artist.

The two little black bears, like balls of black mud, were lying lazily on the grass where the sun could reach directly, munching on the fresh fish that Peter threw over from time to time, and the two little lazy eggs were free.

"Cut, bear lazy, you know how to eat, learn from your mother! Hahaha"

Peter somehow thought of the word bear lazy, it is not said that it is the hometown dialect of Guo Zijing, a traverser, but it is the kind that can be blurted out, and he can't help laughing to himself.

"What's interesting coming to mind? Wouldn't it make me happy to say it? ”

Sitting on the picnic cloth, Catherine picked up a green grape, elegantly placed it into her peach-like pink lips, and gently bit it, the abundant juice just caught the tip of her tongue, and not a drop fell outside.

"It's nothing, seeing these two silly bears lazy, I suddenly thought of something boring."

Peter also took a piece of bread and ate it.

"Alas, looking at the two of them leisurely, I really envy them"

Catherine followed Peter's line of sight, and saw the two brothers kicking each other head to foot for a fish that had been gnawed several times, babbling and babbling like two naughty bear children.

"Children, it's all like this, when they grow up, they have what they like and don't like, what they don't care about, what they want and what they don't want, and their own territory and other people's territory. Just like these bears, although they may all live in the same forest, and even their ancestors are from the same bear ancestor, but each adult bear has its own territory, regardless of whether it is related to each other before, but at that time, you have to defend your territory, otherwise you will be bullied, driven away and driven away, and the winner will occupy the territory of other bears, and there can only be one king in a forest."

Peter pouted and smiled, looking sideways at Catherine.

"People are the same, although they don't rely only on brute force like these big black bears, but identity, status, wealth, and power are all weights, you are strong and others are weak, that is, you have the final say; If you are weak and others are strong, others have the final say; I am the eldest son, I have the right to inherit, and if you are the younger brother, you can only be a prince. If you want to seize what doesn't belong to you, you have to rely on the things given to you, some of these things are innate, and some are acquired in the growth stage, but whether it is born or acquired, its combined force is the weight that belongs to you on the scale. Some people are lucky enough to be born in a wealthy family, but their qualifications are mediocre, and they have a wealth problem, so they don't do much, but they are not too bad. Of course, some people are more unlucky, born in Germany where the law of primogeniture is completely inherited, even if they are in a noble family, but the younger brother does not have any inheritance rights, and can only get a limited one-time compensation, and if they are bold, they can become mercenaries, and if they are lucky, they can enjoy wealth. Of course, mercenaries, unlucky people, are the majority, and they climb to high positions and gain wealth by stepping on other people's corpses. Are all human beings created equal? Even twins don't have exactly the same fate, let alone people who are not relatives! ”

"As you said, there are many capable people, but the reality is often that the incompetent occupy high positions, and the king of the forest has no generals in his hands, and if he encounters another group of forest kings, the victory or defeat will already be doomed."

Catherine did not dwell on the question of origin in Peter's words, because she herself was from an ordinary aristocratic background, and her father, who was Frederick the Great's personal guard, could not afford the dowry, so she was married to Russia, and her mother's willingness to be a Prussian spy for a little money also made her chagrin and distress, which was an eternal pain in her heart, the last barrier in her heart, which could not be touched.

"Preventing unearned gains, earning from hard work, and getting more for those who are capable, does not mean getting things that do not belong to one's ability, especially power!"

Speaking of power, Peter immediately became cold.

"Here we go again!"

Ekaterina pouted.

"Since I don't like to hear it, I'll tell you another story. The king of the forest, Tiger, appointed the eloquent squirrel as a minister to convince the disobedient rabbit, and the squirrel was successfully solved, so the tiger sent the squirrel to convince the black bear."

Peter suddenly glanced at Katyusha, who was still dancing with little Sophia, and shook his head helplessly.

"Although the black bear didn't want to pay attention to the squirrel at all, and tried to shoot the squirrel to death with the bear's paw many times, the squirrel ran very fast, and climbed trees better than the black bear, so it appeared, although the squirrel could not convince the black bear, but the black bear could not help the squirrel situation"

"You always like to tell stories that make a kid laugh."

Ekaterina said disdainfully.

"Hehe, the king of the forest, the tiger, was a little angry when he saw that the squirrel didn't get the black bear, but because the squirrel still had some ability, he sent the squirrel to convince the fox instead"

Peter ignored his wife's ridicule and continued to tell his 'fairy tales'.