My British Empire

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Hehe! Hearing this, the young man smiled helplessly, then held his patience and continued to ask, Mr. Zuo En, is there nothing wrong with your body?

No, I'm fine, nothing at all, don't believe me, go out for a run!

Only then did Zuo En come to his senses, and shook his head vigorously, fearing that they might not believe it, he wanted to set an example.

Okay, since you're fine, that's fine!

The young man was confused, waved his hand, and said.

Okay, if that's the case— the young man turned his head and continued to Bruce, who was watching from the side: Mr. Bruce, since you worked for the royal family and suppressed Robert Kate's riots, and your left leg was injured, you will die for life. Disabled!

So, in 1550, February 8th, Norwich City, dealt with by: Mas, Lewis, beneficiary: Mr. Bruce from Hannock Town, Southamptonshire, amount: twenty-five pounds!

While the young man was talking to himself, another quiet young man kept writing and moving his wrist, and the white paper and the rows of form boxes were filled with pen and ink immediately.

After seeing that the records were complete, Wen Jingnan took out a red stamp from his package.

Mr. Bruce, please stick out your thumb and press it!

The glamorous man Mas took the stamp, squatted down, and stretched it out to Robert's eyes, making a gesture of invitation.

Okay! After hesitating for a moment, Bruce pressed his callused thumb on the stamp, and then pressed hard under the paper.

Okay, Mr. Bruce! We thank you for your cooperation!

Ma Si bent down slightly and said politely.

You're welcome! Bruce was so polite and polite to the royal family that his neck was a little stiff.

This is His Majesty the King expressing condolences to you for being injured while serving the royal family, please take it!

Mars was polite for a moment, then took out a handful of golden gold coins in his package, counted them, and there were twenty-five before handing them to Bruce himself.

Originally, according to the standard of the Guards, the disability was 50 pounds, but

This, these are all mine? Looking at the shining gold coins in his hand, he was dumbfounded. After a while, he raised his head with difficulty and asked about Ma Si who issued the gold coins.

It's true, Mr. Bruce! To this question, Mars showed a kind smile and said with a stereotyped answer.

This is the pension issued by His Majesty the King to show you warriors who have been deeply hurt by serving the royal family!

Don't worry that we will go back on our word. If anyone dares to usurp it, report it to His Majesty the King. I think no one dares to offend His Majesty the King!

In a flash, Ma Si uttered this cliché that has been said hundreds of times verbatim, without blushing or panting.

After saying these words, Mars walked out of the room and walked to another room.

After the two members of the royal family left, Bruce and Zuo En, who were in a daze, finally realized it, especially Bruce, his whole body was like a ball of fire, almost burning.

His face was flushed red, he stared blankly at the small pile of gold coins on the palms of both hands, turned his head, and asked Zuo En who was also in a daze: Zuo En, tell me, is this true?

Seeing Bruce with red eyes and a crazy expression on his face, Left swallowed his saliva and shook his head to wake himself up.

Yes, Bruce, these are true, His Majesty the King gave you twenty-five pounds!

Zon stared wide-eyed, staring intently at the gold coins in Bruce's hands, nodded heavily, and said.

Pa—— Hearing Zuo En's words, Bruce still couldn't believe it, and quickly slapped his face heavily with his right hand. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound in the room.

Wow~ A big slap made Bruce's nerves feel a little painful, but there was a joyful expression on his face, a kind of joy from the heart.

It's true, it's true, Zuo En, it's all true!

Bruce shook Zuo En's shoulder vigorously, making his head dangle back and forth, full of joy.

Thank God, thank you Father, Mother, Son, and thank Your Majesty the King!

Seeing that Zuo En didn't respond, Bruce hurriedly made the sign of the cross with his right hand on his chest, muttering constantly, with a serious and serious expression.

On the other side, Zuo En looked at Bruce who was praying with envy, wishing to replace him with his own body.

But when I thought about my left leg being disabled and living my whole life crutching a log, this kind of jealousy turned into envy in an instant.

Between twenty-five pounds and his left leg, he still chose his left leg.

However, at this moment, he thought in his heart: If this is still the case in the future, I will participate next time!

Luna screened and sent nearly a hundred people to Marquis William, in groups of two, to supervise each other, review and issue pensions.

In just three days, more than 3,000 wounded soldiers in the Marquis William team that had not been disbanded received the pension issued by His Majesty the King.

However, more than 1,000 people who died in battle were still being released. After all, the journey was far away and the number of people was too large, so it would take more time.

For Bi, Edward directly ordered that no matter how long the time is, it must be fully distributed to their family members, so as to reflect His Majesty's love and care.

After all, you have to do a full set of acting, and you can't be anticlimactic.

However, just the disability pension gave Edward a lot of gratitude.

It is conceivable that soldiers who have never received pensions will definitely be grateful to Dade.

Afterwards, under the influence of them, neighbors, family members, friends, especially their next-generation children, the admiration and gratitude for the royal family will definitely be planted in their hearts since childhood.

In this way, the influence of the Tudor royal family on England will continue to increase, and the stable rule will last at least twenty or thirty years.

In the past few decades, as long as Edward did not go too far, he would toss about the land of England at will without worrying about rebellion.

At the same time, the army from the knights of Alexander, the commissioner of the royal family has also arrived, and in just a few days, they have also received a lot of gratitude.

If Edward were a god, a string of faith lines would appear in his godhead, and he would gain a large number of believers.

He has initially met the criteria for becoming a god.

Not only is Edward not disgusted with this kind of god-making movement, but he will strongly support and encourage him to make himself a god walking in the world.

What Edward wanted was the habit of ancient China.

The emperor is above everything, everything is the minister's fault, the emperor is never wrong.

In this way, coupled with the tradition of blood being kings in the West, as long as the Tudor royal family continues, the rule will last for a long time, surpassing other dynasties.