My British Empire

  Chapter 32 The Knight's Audience

   It is said that after Grenville left, the entire Windsor Manor became quiet again, and everyone in the manor performed their duties and were happily busy.

And our Princess Elizabeth looks particularly listless in this early summer season. I saw her sitting at the foot of a big tree without any ladylike style. Knees, the beautiful head leaned on the elbow again, eyes staring blankly at the sky, and became dazed.

Cute eyes, tender and exquisite nose, white and rosy ears, together with flower buds that have just begun to take shape, and a pair of long legs that are just right in size, you are a cute and cute loli, if you make her 20 Those savage netizens of the first century saw it, so why not torture them to death!

   No, it can’t go on like this anymore, isn’t a young girl the prime of youth? It should be alive and kicking, otherwise it will easily affect the development! Pooh! It should be affecting your health! Edward noticed Elizabeth's depression, and couldn't help worrying about her.

   As the younger brother, he felt obligated to make Elizabeth happy.

   But what will make Elizabeth happy? This question is worth thinking about for Edward. Without his comedy talent and sense of humor, otherwise he would not have gone to college without a girlfriend.

Huh! Didn't it mean that the Renaissance is popular at this time! It is recorded in the history books that a buddy who could write poetry became one of the three masters of the Renaissance. It can be seen that poetry was very popular at that time at all levels of society, especially those who had not yet touched society like Elizabeth. Noble lady, you will definitely like poetry.

  Thinking of such a coup all of a sudden, Edward couldn't help praising himself in his heart, but what poem should he read aloud? Ancient Chinese poems are not suitable, and I don’t remember a few modern poems. What should I do?

  Edward just solved a problem, and then another problem popped up, Edward's head is getting bigger!

Huh! Isn't poetry a combination of poetry and song? Poetry is one body without division! If it doesn't work, just come up with a song, then I have too much!

"Time, time, quietly passing by, leaving a touching secret, how sweet! How beautiful! The infinite joy in my heart!..." Edward quietly came to Elizabeth, pretending not to see Elizabeth, looking at himself Read it aloud.

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  Of course, you can’t just copy everything, you have to learn from it, modify it, and then it becomes Edward’s original!

What? Plagiarism? No! No! No! How can the matter of scholars be called plagiarism? We call this reference.

"Hey! Why is there someone reading poetry next to me? Who doesn't want to live, and dares to disturb me!" A doubt arose in Elizabeth's heart. Elizabeth had prepared a hundred ways to deal with this disturbing behavior. torment him.

  Since Princess Elizabeth has grown more and more beautiful, countless suitors have come to show her courtship every day, and Her Royal Highness the Princess tried her best to torture them in order to drive away these annoying followers.

  For example, digging holes on the road they follow, putting snakes with teeth pulled out on top of their heads, and other moves to make them retreat. Facts have proved that this method is very effective. In less than half a year, all the courteous young nobles disappeared, and Elizabeth played happily alone.

   However, the consequences of this are also obvious. There are legends of Princess Elizabeth being unruly and willful throughout England, and the fathers of teenagers often complain to Henry VIII. Even after Edward's intercession, Elizabeth will still inevitably be detained. And even more strict custom rules for her.

  Elizabeth was just about to teach this ignorant guy a lesson when she suddenly felt that it was the voice of her younger brother Edward. So, she held her temper, sat upright, and listened carefully to Edward's recitation.

   Gradually, Princess Elizabeth felt that the poems read by Edward had a lot of modified vocabulary, which made the poems extraordinarily beautiful and pleasant. Compared with the current poems, it was simply the difference between adults and babies.

  By the time Edward finished reading the poem whose title he forgot, Her Royal Highness Princess Elizabeth was completely intoxicated in the poem, with an expression of enjoyment.

   Seeing Elizabeth conquered by his own talent, Edward felt a sense of pride, don't compare knowledge with the time traveler.

  Seeing Elizabeth's confused expression change, Edward walked away silently, giving her some time to relax.

  Edward can say with certainty that this invisible coercion process did not embarrass the traversers or the Chinese people.

Edward came to the wheat field again and watched the serf women fertilize the rye and barley, while the young and strong serfs shuttled back and forth between the field and the toilet, carrying farmyard manure on a pole made under Edward's instructions for the women They water.

  At first, the serfs came to a non-cooperative movement to resist this policy, but under the pros and cons of Howard's steward whip, the serfs succumbed.

  In order not to dampen the enthusiasm of the serfs, Edward announced that the rye harvested this season would only be sold, and they would be fed the old grain from the previous year. That's how Edward saw the busy farming scene.

  Edward is very satisfied with the implementation of his orders. Commanding a small manor gives him a sense of accomplishment, so how does it feel to command a country? Edward couldn't help thinking about it. The desire in my heart to seize power two years later has strengthened again.

   "Your Majesty the King! Your vassals know that you are playing in the manor, and the neighboring vassals hurriedly came to see you!" Butler Howard interrupted Edward's imagination, and blocked the swear words that had reached Edward's throat with an explanation.

   This reason is very powerful. Because in the Middle Ages, the number of vassals determines your strength, and how to handle the relationship between vassals and yourself is also a compulsory course for medieval lords.

  Even in England, the power of the royal family is already very great, and the support of the vassals is not needed to strengthen the royal power, but only they are worthy of the trust of the Tudor royal family. Ordinary nobles cannot get the real trust of the royal family.

   To deal with ordinary nobles, the king needs very complicated procedures to plan, but to deal with vassals, they only need a reasonable reason, and they can confiscate their land and fiefs, so that they can't survive or die.

  So, Edward went back to the room and asked Lucy to change herself into a gorgeous outfit and wear ordinary uniforms to meet them. This would not give them a feeling that the king attaches great importance to them.

  Under the leadership of Butler Howard, Edward came to the outside of the living room. The butler took a step ahead, stood at the door, and shouted to the inside:

   "By the grace of God, King of England, France, and Ireland, Lord of Wales, Guardian of the Faith, Head of the Church of England and Ireland, His Majesty Edward VI arrives!"

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