Your Mightiness

Before moving to Raphael's house, August naturally had to go to Whitehall Palace first.Not to see his uncle Richard, but to see King Richard II. He has many things to go through with Richard II first.

It was still Miss Mary and Miss Elizabeth who greeted her at the door in person, but this time there was an extra little tail behind the two ladies - Prince Baozi.His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked a lot taller than before, with a bun face still chubby. Standing on the steps of the palace gate, he waved his hand when he saw August's carriage from a distance.

Miss Elizabeth is still making the last attempt to get the crown prince back to the palace first.

Elizabeth: "Just stand at the door, not far away, as long as you don't let people see it, okay?" As the crown prince, he came to greet the duke's cousin in person. I knew it was brotherly love, but I didn't know how afraid the crown prince was of the duke. Woolen cloth.

Crown Prince: "Not good!"

Miss Mary sneered: "If he wants to stay, he can stay. Why can't he do what we can do? Who is more noble than whom?"

After being stared at by Miss Mary, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't dare to make a fuss anymore. With the sound effect of "Du Diu Diu", he ran back into the double doors, but his head refused to go back, and he kept looking out from the inside.And kept asking the attendants beside him: "Is Orr really planning to stay in London and not go back? Really?"

Miss Elizabeth smiled bitterly: "It's still Mary, you have a way to make him obedient."

"He's just bullying the weak and fearing the strong. That witch Anne is so powerful, why did she give birth to such a worthless daughter like you?" Miss Mary's words carried the hatred that she was unwilling to admit.How beautiful the second queen was, she took away Miss Mary's servants when she said she would take them away, and gave her medicines when she said she would be drugged.

"I'm sorry." Miss Elizabeth bit her lip and covered her eyes. No one could see her true thoughts from her expression.Miss Mary was too young to remember the years when she suffered the most, but Miss Mary never let her forget for a moment what her mother did.

Miss Mary let out a long sigh, meditating that she would regret it in the future, then leaned over and hugged Elizabeth weakly, touching her cheek, and then got up quickly, as if Elizabeth had thorns on her body.

Elizabeth was already stunned by Mary's rare closeness, and her eyes had the most genuine disbelief.

Mary pursed her mean thin lips: "Okay, don't be coquettish, Anne is Anne, you are you. A witch's daughter doesn't have to be a witch, I told you a long time ago, as long as you don't become a witch, you And always my sister."

"Mary..."

When August got out of the car, he saw that the sisters were affectionate, but he didn't dare to joke, for fear that Miss Mary, who was already embarrassed enough, would become angry and clean up with him.

Before Miss Mary hugged August, His Royal Highness had already stretched his short legs, and appeared out of the sky at lightning speed, firmly occupying August's arms: "I miss you so much, August Er, I miss you every day, have you read the letter I wrote to you? The court teacher said that the sentences I wrote are getting better and better."

"Of course I read it, and I wrote you back." August hugged his crown prince cousin. He originally wanted to pick him up, but unfortunately...he didn't.What the hell has this guy been eating these days? !

Miss Mary didn't speak, but gave the crown prince a cold look.

Miss Elizabeth silently made a cross to the crown prince, may God bless you.

The crown prince trembled and trembled, but he didn't dare to leave August. Anyway, he would die if he hugged him, and he would die if he hugged him all morning.When he was in front of the king, the crown prince still clung to August unseemly.

The king was happy with this and did not stop it.It's just that when seeing only August coming alone, the disappointed expression is self-evident.

Everyone knew who he wanted to see—Miss Matt, but I'm sorry, no one in this room would pick it up.

But the king obviously didn't intend to lose face. After sending away the thorny Miss Mary and the invisible Miss Elizabeth, he said to August, who was a conjoined twin with the crown prince: "I didn't mean that you can bring your friends with you." Come together?"

"...This is not appropriate." August was extremely helpless, "I heard that Miss Howard has often been in and out of the palace recently."

Miss Howard is the prospective object of Richard II's marriage this time. She has the same name as the first queen, Catherine; she has the same blood relationship as the second queen, and is the granddaughter of the Duke of Norfolk; it is said She also has the same perfume taste as the third queen.God knows how hard Richard II was to marry such a collection of three queens.It is said that when Catherine came to the palace for her first dinner, she offended the king's three children at the same time.

"I don't really know what to do." Richard II waved his hand indifferently. To him, women are like seasonal flowers on a long dining table. They only need to look good and don't need brains.

Qian Yanwan converges into one sentence - as long as you are happy.

Then, August reported to Richard II about the knights he raised in Windsor Castle, the existence of Father Joe, and his father's plan to set up a college for him at Cambridge University. (Raphael has written to the Black Prince to explain the situation)

Richard II still looked indifferent, and this time it was his turn to say, "As long as you are happy."

These things that August raised belonged to themselves and there was no big problem.For Richard II, there are no right or wrong things, only the people who do them.

It's like raising knights at Windsor Castle.

If Miss Mary did it, it would be considered by Richard II as ulterior motives; but if August did it, there would be no problem. Richard II even asked August, so is it enough?

The same goes for building a college.

If Raphael did it, Richard II would feel that he was buying people's hearts and suspect him of rebellion; but if it was the idea of ​​the black prince, Richard II would think it was just a foolish father's love for his son.Not even interested in asking more questions.

The same thing, why did Richard II have such a completely different attitude?Because in his eyes, only he and his brother are human beings.Even August can only be regarded as half a person.The status of the queen mother is similar to that of the crown prince and Mary. He doesn't mind raising them, but that's all.

Things went smoothly in this way, making August's feelings for Richard II, his uncle, ups and downs, which was very complicated.

"Okay, stop talking about these boring things," Richard II beckoned August to sit beside him, and handed him a glass of juice, "Let's talk about something really important, your housewarming banquet preparations How is it?"

For Richard II, eating, drinking, having fun and having sex were the most important things in life.In this regard, he has a common language with Father Joe and Julie.

August accidentally said a noun: "Bachelor party."

"Huh?" Richard II was puzzled and waited for August to give him an answer.

"It just occurred to me that you threw me a birthday party at Christmas, so why don't I turn my housewarming party into your bachelorette party?"

August didn't know if there were bachelor parties in the Middle Ages, but he was sure that Richard II would love them.

"Goon." Richard II really liked it.His body, which was originally slack on the back of the chair, leaned forward obviously, expressing enough attention and concern.

After hearing August talk about a lot of examples of bachelor parties he saw from American dramas, Richard II's eyes lit up to a terrible degree, and the body that has been trapped in sensuality for many years is rare. A kind of eager anticipation burst out.He even suddenly had a regret that he couldn't hold this bachelor party in his previous marriages, and he felt that he missed so much a hundred million.

"When will it begin?" asked the king.

"Soon," said the Duke.

That afternoon, the party planners of the duke, a man and a woman, screamed in unison at Hampton Court Palace: "Soon? How fast? Come on, let me see?!"

Faced with the duke's idea of ​​temporarily changing the theme of the banquet, Father Joe and Julie were going crazy.

"Let's hurry up..." August also knew that he had done something wrong, and sat there pitifully with his neck curled up, "It's a banquet anyway, just change the name, add a few more game sessions and giveaways. As for the king’s gift, wouldn’t it be enough to exclude Queen Catherine and her girlfriends from the invitation exemption?”

"Do you know how much time it takes to prepare a set of invitations? All our previous preparations were wasted!"

"Uh," August really didn't think about this, so he could only try to make up for it, "Why don't you make two sets? One set for public invitations and one set for secret invitations. It just so happens that the housewarming invitations you designed this time are white. And gold, then the invitation to the bachelor party should be black and silver."

Father Qiao finally calmed down. He was attracted by this novel method, and felt that the strong contrast was full of artistry.

Julie was still a little angry.

Auguste smiled flatteringly, and made a "courtesy" of affection: "I will take care of all your dresses for the next season." He was very proud.

"What about me?" Father Joe quit again.

"You too." August only hoped that money could make Mo Tui ghost.

"Includes matching hat, fan, gloves, panniers, and jewellery?"

"Bag! Don't save me money!" August knew he was wronged, so he could only pinch his nose and pretend to be taken advantage of. "I believe that with your ability and experience, you can fix it as soon as possible. Who are you, You are the omnipotent Miss Matt."

Miss Julie finally smiled: "That's about the same."

When Julie and Father Joe were busy like tops, working overtime overnight, trying to be worthy of the next season's clothing contracted by August, August moved to Raphael's house in London in a low-key manner. .

Raphael's house was very close to the Palace of Westminster, just off the main road leading to the gate.Because the Palace of Westminster was the main residence of Richard II before, and it was also the office of ministers such as Raphael.Until Richard II's problem of liking the new and loathing the old relapsed, he moved to the Whitehall Palace after a disagreement, and let the Whitehall replace the Westminster Hall, turning the function of the Westminster Palace into a parliamentary one. court.

For the aristocratic ministers who originally lived in a place where it only took less than a minute by carriage to go to work, such a change made them feel like a dog, so angry, and they had to keep smiling.

Fortunately, the new office location is not too far away, but it just turned 1 minute into 10 minutes.

But August was a little embarrassed because he would rather live 10 minutes away from Whitehall Palace than move to Whitehall Palace to live with the king's family.

At least Miss Mary thought so.

Miss Mary condescended and visited the house of her nominal uncle for the first time. It was a three-storey red brick building with gardens and stables, servants and guards, which ordinary people could never imagine in their lifetime. mansion.But this place is too small for Miss Mary, not as big as the place where one of her "illegitimate daughters" lives.

"I can understand how you don't want to see my father's face, Pudding, believe me, I really can, because I don't want to live with him either," Miss Mary was still so arrogant and stubborn, but her two The first time I saw that the colors of August's clothes were obviously brighter, and she looked a lot more cheerful. Although she refused to admit that it was due to her love with Henry, Miss Elizabeth and the Prince Richard was unanimously grateful to Henry, "But you can't live here either."

"It's pretty good here." August felt that he should really show Mary what the two-bedroom apartment on the seventh floor where he lived in Modern Times looked like, and she would probably say that it was not as big as her dressing room.

"Don't open your eyes and talk nonsense, okay?" Miss Mary thinks she knows August's living environment very well. Her precious godson even lived in a nursery larger than this when he was born, "plus Servant, how can you move your hands and feet? Where is this place where people live?"

"...If I remember correctly, Yael has always lived here."

"Can he be like you?" Miss Mary's eyes flashed with contempt for granted, "To be honest, he is quite self-aware at this point. what kind of place."

"Birth is not something he can choose." August defended Raphael.

"Of course it's not something he can choose," Miss Mary nodded. "It's God's choice. Why did God choose this way? Because he was born with original sin."

"..." Well, it really doesn't make sense to talk to a religious fanatic, so August can only change the subject and say, "I heard that my uncle's fiancee is a Catholic?"

A flash of disgust flashed across Miss Mary's expression, as if she smelled something bad: "That's the only thing that witch can do. Unfortunately, I think even her belief is an insult to God."

Richard II swung back and forth between Protestantism and Catholicism, but Miss Mary, like her mother, was a devout Catholic. Although she would not openly oppose Richard II, Miss Mary was always persecuting People around her must be Catholic, like Miss Elizabeth who is actually closer to Protestantism.

Auguste chose Raphael's route, only attending services in his own chapel, and never saying exactly what he believed in public.

Miss Mary took it for granted that August believed in Catholicism, while Richard II felt that August supported Protestantism.

This is good for everyone.

When Miss Mary talked about Catholicism and Protestantism, she could talk indignantly all day, and she forgot what she herself was talking to August in the first place.

August breathed a sigh of relief.Then, I listened to the Lord, the Lord.

Seeing that Miss Mary was about to finish speaking and was about to return to the old topic, August hurriedly continued to guide: "Is the wedding going to be held soon? I heard that you have promised Henry to continue to be her female companion? He failed this time and I came to London together and kept asking me to apologize, saying that he really couldn't take the leave, but he promised to arrive in London three days before the wedding."

"Who needs him to apologize?" Miss Mary began to fan her fan continuously, even though it's not yet hot summer, "Am I the kind of person who doesn't understand? And, and, it seems that I miss him so much Like accompanying."

"Because he cares about you. You don't need it, but he's still afraid of making you angry."

"It's just, it's inexplicable." Miss Mary's fan was about to be broken by her high-frequency fanning, but she still couldn't get rid of the blush on her face.

"You like him," August cooed.

"Whether you like it or not, we are just very likely to reach a political marriage." Miss Mary is still stubborn.

"Then why do you laugh when you mention him?" Than looked happier than seeing August.

"Did I laugh? I..." Miss Mary's words stopped abruptly when she saw herself in the small mirror that August took out. She was indeed smiling, a very silly kind, oh my god, what is this? It could be her!

Miss Mary has had several fiancés, and Henry is neither the most powerful, nor the wealthiest, or even the most eloquent, but he is the only one who makes Miss Mary smile when she mentions him.

When Miss Mary finally figured out what kind of tricks August was playing, she had no choice but to knock August on the head with a feather fan: "It's up to you, I don't care, you can live here if you like." Go on, I want to see if you can get used to it."

To be honest, I'm really not used to it.

Without knight training to watch, August already felt that life was unloved. What made it worse was that he couldn't even have the little angels in the choir to accompany him when he was eating.

During the day when Raphael is not around, August's life is not only studying but also studying. When he was in Bristol Castle, August was bored and could roam around in the huge castle to his heart's content, always finding different surprises , but in Raphael's house... Strictly speaking, Raphael's house is quite big, but there are so many servants who can't stand to take care of Auguste. All four made the old butler think he was mistreating August.With so many people living together, it will naturally feel a little crowded.

It is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. It is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

Not only Miss Mary felt that August could not hold on, everyone felt the same way.

When Father Joe and Julie visited Rafael's house together, they said in a very natural tone: "When are you going to move back?"

As hedonists, these two must have lived in Hampton Court Palace, and had no intention of coming to live in London.

"...Why does the whole world take it for granted that I can't bear it?" August curled up on the soft bed, feeling helpless.

"Because you even have to make a special chair?" Father Joe pointed to the unique softness under August, which was the closest thing to a sofa that August and Raphael came up with together.

"Because you even have to move your special chair to London?" Julie asked.

August was speechless.

"Okay, back to the topic, have you considered which sororities and fraternities you want to join?"

One of the most important social activities in the lives of the nobles in the Middle Ages was the various sororities and fraternities based on religion, all walks of life, and gatherings of secret organizations.Not only the aristocrats, but also the elite and businessmen are keen on it.Some businessmen who have found the right way can even use this to get online with nobles.

This trend of elite associations swept across Europe in the 14th and 15th centuries. In London alone, a city with a population of only 5, there were no fewer than 150 similar organizations. (Data from "History of European Towns (English)")

August hadn't arrived in London yet, but the news that he was going to live in London came out, and he had already received invitations to this meeting and that meeting.

This caused August a headache, he needed to socialize, and these invitations were a sign that the upper class opened the door to him, but there were too many doors...

Father Joe and Julie had helped August screen a wave before this. After moving to Raphael’s house, Raphael helped him cross out a few names that could or should not go, and then added more names. You must go, those are organizations that only people at Rafael's level can get in touch with.In fact, Raphael occupies a pivotal position in many fraternities, so he can directly send invitations to Augustus.

August has already settled on the most important organizations, leaving only some less important ones. He wants to push them all away, but he also understands that he is dreaming.

"Leave the ones in the name of charitable organizations." August thought for a while.

As an island-like country, England is not only popular in Europe, but also retains its own unique culture.For example, the activities of helping the poor and helping others, such as charity, were enthusiastic about it all over Europe, but for the nobles in England, it was only a "casual, informal, non-spontaneous and regular activity" (adapted from " History of European Towns (English)).

August felt that if he had to participate, it would be better to participate in something meaningful, even if it only focused on the surface form, at least someone would benefit from it.

Father Joe was particularly active about it, and when he was in Rome, there was more activity there.He suggested to August: "Have you ever considered starting a similar organization yourself? What's the point of joining someone else's? It's just you echoing others. If you want to really gain a foothold in London, you should let others I agree with you, and I am obsessed with your banquet and organization. Of course, the premise of all this is that you have adapted well to other organizations in London."

August nodded, he really had an idea.He forgot where he saw it. A duke in the Middle Ages had a very secret association, only a few people could join it, and the members were very loyal, and the true meaning of its existence would not be revealed until death.

It was not until many years later that it was concluded after various evidence collection by historians that it was a gay fraternity.

August also wants to set up a similar one, where we can help each other, cover up, stand on a united front, at least not feel particularly lonely.August has only recovered his memory for more than a year, but he is almost overwhelmed by the atmosphere that homosexuals deserve to go to hell.

The author has something to say: Note: A secret homosexual organization, this is a real story.It's just, uh, the stupid author listened to the teacher in class back then, and forgot who it was, and he wasn't sure whether the other party was a duke or an earl.Anyway, it's right to be a very powerful lord.