My British Empire

ps: the third bullet

Sitting in a luxurious carriage, Sir John, the Minister of Royal Affairs, also followed Edward back to Whitehall Palace.

Sitting in the carriage, Edward looked at the cautious Sir John, and couldn't help smiling slightly.

My lord minister, don't be so nervous, relax!

Yes, Your Majesty, your concern for me is really touching!

Looking at the minister in his fifties sobbing slightly, he was wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses.

The chunky minister was so familiar with flattering, Edward was speechless.

I am afraid this is a fault brought about by serving his father Henry VIII.

Honestly, my lord, how many pounds does the royal family have?

Edward helplessly stopped the minister from moving, and asked aloud.

Your Majesty! Sigh...the royal family originally had 130,000 pounds a year, but after deducting royal expenses and the 30,000 pounds you lent to the treasury just now, it is only about 40,000 pounds now!

After finishing speaking, Mr. Jazz looked at Edward with a look of resentment, just like a wronged housewife.

creak creak...

Seeing Sir John's wretched eyes, Edward couldn't help but feel a little disgusted. Just when he was about to stop him, the carriage shook involuntarily.

Your Majesty, this road is a bit uneven! The trembling voice of the groom who was driving reached Edward's ears.

Edward didn't say anything when he saw this, but the groom outside the carriage gently stroked his chest and let out a sigh of relief.

Feeling his butt bouncing, Edward suddenly thought of a good deal.

If the carriage is installed with a spring, it will stop shaking. What a great business opportunity this is! How many nobles and wealthy businessmen are there in Europe? This is a business that makes money more slowly than selling wine, but makes more money.

Your Majesty! Your Majesty— Seeing the young king standing still, His Excellency the Minister panicked.

Oh! It's nothing, you will take out the 40,000 pounds later, as military expenses for expanding the guard army!

Edward looked at Sir John who was showing a pitiful gesture in front of him, and said mercilessly.

Yes! Your Majesty, your decision is still so wise!

After hearing Edward finished speaking, Sir John returned to his flattering form.

Okay! Let's talk about it later when Baron Smith arrives!

Yes, Your Majesty! Follow your instructions!

Although Edward likes to listen to flattery, he still can't stand such a large dose.

In this way, within ten minutes, Edward brought Sir John to Whitehall Palace.

Lucy, go and ask someone to invite Baron Smith!

After getting out of the carriage, Edward directly ordered to meet Lucy and said.

Yes, Your Majesty! Lucy bent over and responded sweetly.

Let's go have a cup of tea! Sir John. Edward said to Sir John behind him.

Yes! Your Majesty, you are really amazing, how do you know that I am thirsty? My admiration for you is beyond words...

When Sir John heard Edward's arrangement, he spewed out countless nasty words, and Edward was speechless again!

Okay, sir, let's drink tea first!

After Edward finished speaking, he hastily quickened his pace and stayed away from Sir John.

Soon, the arrival of Baron Smith relieved Edward of his predicament. Being with a long-winded and sycophant by his side really made Edward's life worse than death!

Your Majesty! Here I come! Baron Smith was as straightforward as ever.

Your Excellency the baron, the guards will expand from today!

Edward said to Baron Smith with a hint of excitement.

Really? That's great! I don't think five hundred people are enough to protect you!

Baron Smith was also very excited when he heard Edward's words. After all, the expansion of the guards means that his rights have also expanded a lot. No man thinks that the power of mobile phones is too great.

That's right! Your Majesty, your bodyguard army should have been expanded a long time ago. Your safety is the most important thing. Those ministers who oppose the expansion really have bad intentions.

Sir John interjected again in good time.

From today onwards, you and Sir John will be in charge of recruitment!

You are responsible for the specific recruitment, and Sir John is responsible for the financial expenditure!

Edward said to Lord Smith and Sir John, who were hunched over.

Yes, Your Majesty! Follow your instructions, Your Majesty! The two responded in unison.

Uncle Smith, you give priority to adopting orphans up to the age of fourteen!

Afterwards, Sir John, you cooperate with Baron Smith to select guards in the royal domain!

After talking for a while, Edward felt a little thirsty, so he took a sip of the tea that Lucy brought.

Sit down, both of you, drink a cup of tea to moisturize your throat!

The two sat down on the chair obediently, and Sir John was about to speak when he was stopped by Edward's stern eyes.

Half of the people selected next will be local gentlemen, and the other half will be free folk!

The age must be between sixteen and twenty, and no diseases whatsoever!

From a freeman background, it doesn't matter if you are thinner, as long as you are healthy!

The selection method is based on the length of the run, and the selection is in order from the most to the least.

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In this way, Edward chatted with Baron Smith and Sir John until one o'clock at noon.

Your Majesty, it's time for lunch! Seeing this, Lucy whispered in Edward's ear.

Well, gentlemen, let's have lunch together!

Edward used another good way to win over eating together.

Your Majesty... En?

Before Sir John could finish his sentence, Edward blocked him back, leaving Sir John with an aggrieved face at the end.

………………The Evil Dividing Line……………

At this time, after the meeting chaired by Edward was adjourned, the order to release Duke Edward immediately reached the Star Chamber Court.

In a narrow dark room, the former Duke Edward stared blankly at the book with an indifferent expression on his face, without saying a word.

Your Excellency, you are free! Judge Jackson opened the door. Although there was no expression on his face, the flattery in his tone was obvious.

After Duke Edward was dismissed from the title of duke, he regained his original title of earl, but his nephew, King Edward, began to rule in person, and he may be remembered when he will be remembered.

So Jackson was a little judge, but polite to Edward Seymour.

Really? It seems that my nephew saved me. If it were Earl Walkeri, I would have been interrogated!

Jackson didn't answer this sentence. As a young judge, he is neither qualified nor courageous.

With that said, Duke Edward walked out of the dark room, passed through the long corridor, and heard knocking on doors in various dark rooms. At this moment, Earl Edward was deeply moved.

When he arrived at the door, he saw his family's carriage parked in front of the star room court, and his wife, Mrs. Anne, was walking back and forth anxiously.

Anne! I'm back! Duke Edward called his wife.

Is that you? Edward, you're finally out! Mrs. Anne rushed over when she saw Duke Edward.

I thought you couldn't come back? God bless you! Mrs. Anne cried with joy as she hugged Duke Edward.