My British Empire

Since the end of 1555, Sir William Selcy has been serving as the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom (he also serves as the President of the Privy Council of England and the Speaker of the House of Lords) for one term.

After December of this year, in 1564, he began the fourth year of his second term.

At this time, he was only forty-four years old, and he was in the prime of life, but the top of his head had become the Mediterranean Sea, and he had deep bags under his eyes, making him look like an old man in his fifties or sixties.

Inside the Palace of Westminster, in the prime minister's office, there were a few well-dressed middle-aged men sitting there at this time. They just sat there, but they looked extremely powerful. The secretaries delivering tea all held their breaths.

Your Excellency, the new year's expenditure budget is too heavy for us in Wales? After all, we only have more than 200,000 people!

The elderly Faris Alexander, who is the ruler of Wales, couldn't help being the first to speak when he heard the United Kingdom's budget for the new year.

Fifty thousand pounds is still too high. We, Wales, are the least populated area in the kingdom. Please don't bully us!

Seeing the Welsh ruler blowing his beard and staring, he was very dissatisfied with the new kingdom's budget proposal. As the prime minister of the kingdom, William Selsey suddenly smiled and said:

Your Excellency, you can't hide the situation in Wales from me. £50,000 is already the lowest result, otherwise it would be unfair to other regions!

Who doesn't know that Wales, taking advantage of the geographical advantage of being close to Ireland, took advantage of the wave of Irish land development, and the ports in various places developed vigorously, and the annual tax revenue increased several layers. In 1563, the tax revenue had reached 80,000 pounds.

We in Wales have finally become rich for a while, how can the coalition government wantonly exploit it?

Grandpa Faris was still full of displeasure. Obviously, he was deprived of more than half of his annual income, and he was extremely upset.

The coalition government can't do anything about it. After all, the situation in France is unstable, and money is being spent like water. His Majesty the King asked everyone to accommodate for a while! After a few years, the original rules will be restored!

As soon as he heard the word king, Faris felt a little better. After all, His Majesty's majesty is still quite heavy.

The Earl of Argyle of Scotland and the Governor of Ireland looked at each other helplessly and could only choose to submit.

His Majesty the King is behind the support, and the strong position of the coalition government is fully revealed, but this kind of good life can only be maintained during this period of time.

The lack of finances made the coalition government extremely distressed, and had to seek help from His Majesty the King.

Next, we will discuss the salary of county officials. As we all know, prices have risen in the past few years. The standards set a few years ago are no longer suitable for the current situation. What do you think?

As the Minister of Finance and the third prime minister of the kingdom, Sir Anthony stood up, bowed to the ministers in front of him, and then began to preside over the next topic.

Everyone also politely saluted the future Prime Minister, smiling to show respect.

Regarding the sensitive issue of salary, you ministers are very cautious. After all, this is a matter of tens of thousands of officials in the whole kingdom. One bad thing will offend a large number of people and cause trouble for your future governance.

Moreover, the level of consumption varies from place to place, as well as the taxation and finance in different places. Naturally, officials of the same level have different salaries.

So, outside the office door, the secretary was making tea when there was a sudden noise in his ears, which almost knocked the tea out of his hand.

He paused for a moment, and then calmly continued to make tea. This is a precious tea bestowed by His Majesty the King, and the annual output is only a few pounds.

What's more, at this time of year, the office repeats itself, and it has long been used to it.

…………

In London in December, the sun rarely showed a trace. The mild and warm sunshine eliminated the damp and haze of the past.

Today, the young His Majesty the King did not go to accompany his little lovers, but accompanied his Queen, and talked affectionately with her.

The young queen was wearing a loose white long dress and a piece of purple mink velvet over her shoulders. She was snuggling in the arms of His Majesty the King, resting her chubby face on his shoulders, with a look of happiness on her face smiling.

His Majesty Edward, while stroking her bulging belly again, put his lips to her ear, speaking love words.

The window was half-closed, and the sun sneaked in, shining on the happy couple, bringing a little warmth to them.

On the other side, little Prince Charlie, who was building a small palace with building blocks, carefully put the last block on the top, with his fleshy little arms trembling, his eyes staring at the boss, slowly carrying out the final finished.

The corner of the little guy's mouth kept grinning as he successfully built the building blocks. Obviously, this made him very proud.

After placing the last building block, the little guy turned around immediately, with a smile on his face like a flower, and ran towards his parents.

Father, mother, look, I have already built this building block!

The little guy couldn't control the tenderness of his parents, he ran towards the king and queen with small steps, and kept shouting, for fear that they would not understand.

Edward raised his head impatiently when he heard the call of his eldest son, and was about to reprimand him, but when he saw his big expectant eyes, the reprimand immediately turned into encouragement:

Well done, Charlie, you really didn't disappoint me! His Majesty Edward patted his son on the shoulder as he said that, and his eyes matched with encouragement.

When the little guy heard his father's words, he immediately laughed even happier, and his eyes became crescent moons.

Oh! my little Charlie, you are wonderful!

But His Royal Highness was not satisfied, he turned his head and looked at his mother beside him.

Queen Mary, who was nestled in the king's arms, immediately hugged her son in her arms, kissed him hard on the cheek, and said tenderly and excitedly.

This made His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the United Kingdom extremely satisfied, and his entire face became a flower.

Little Charlie, would you rather have a younger brother or a younger sister? Edward asked softly, stroking his son's long light brown hair.

Eh! The little guy imitated his father, held his forehead, pretended to think for a while, and then said decisively:

Brother, I hope to have a younger brother!

He opened his bright eyes, looked at his mother's bulging belly, and said loudly:

With my younger brother, I can be a knight, he is a servant, and then we will fight together! Hehe——

In the end, the little guy broke away from Mary's embrace, picked up a wooden sword from the ground, waved it around a few times, raised his chin, and said arrogantly.

Seeing this, His Majesty the King and the Queen looked at each other and smiled, and the room was filled with a warm atmosphere.

Looking at Mary's belly, if it was a son, His Majesty the King suddenly felt sympathetic to his second child.

The eldest is the Prince of Wales, the Duke of Cornwall, and the second is the Duke of York.

This comes from the curse of the Duke of York circulating on the Internet.

Since 1461, the great-grandson of the first Duke of York inherited the throne and became Edward IV, none of the 10 Dukes of York in history could be hereditary - they either inherited the throne or died without heirs.

For example, the princess of the 21st century, her second son, Andrew, Duke of York, has only two daughters and no male heir, the title will be revoked.

The Duke of York will die again.