My British Empire

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"Your Majesty, you must understand that although the Earl of Wellington has occupied the Lowlands, he has no right to freeze our property!"

Earl Allen, who had been immersed in the king's praise, couldn't sit still after hearing Edward's supplement at this time. He stood up with his arms supported, bent slightly, and said word by word.

Although the Earl is old, the power in his words is not small, and the expression on his face has become serious.

In fact, Edward underestimated the importance of the Lowlands to Scotland.

The Scottish Lowlands include all of central and southern Scotland southeast of the line between Dumbarton, estuary of the River Clyde, and Stonehaven, on the North Sea coast.

Although it is called the lowlands, this does not mean that the altitude of the Scottish lowlands must be very low, it is only relative to the Scottish highlands.

The Scottish Lowlands occupy a quarter of Scotland, but three-quarters of the population live there. These people are basically places where Kate and English people live together.

It can be said that it is the essence of Scotland. If according to Edward's meaning, these all belong to England, then Scotland is no different from a subjugated country, and the nobles can only live with the barbarians in the highlands. .

These are definitely not what these nobles want, and it is impossible for them to agree.

"Hehe! My lord, this is beyond your control!"

Edward turned his head when he heard these words, looked at the trembling Earl Allen, smiled contemptuously, and said in a teasing tone.

Afterwards, seeing everyone in the room standing behind Earl Allen, declaring their support for Earl Allen, a great pressure rushed towards Edward.

Moreover, among them, there were many nobles who were close to England and stood on Earl Allen's side with a clear-cut stand, and remained silent.

Even if they have great interest disputes with England, once someone touches their fundamental interests, even the king, they will resist without fear.

On the other hand, the lady-like Luna was a little panicked. She looked at her master, wanting to see how he would deal with these Scots who relied on their numbers.

However, the guards beside Edward picked up the long swords around their waists and surrounded Edward, looking alert, and Edward did not stop him.

Facing the unanimous pressure of more than 200 people, and this uniting force created by himself, Edward was not afraid, as if he didn't see it, and drank his tea on his own.

He felt that he was very calm, but in the eyes of the Scottish nobles, Chi Loulou ignored them and didn't take them seriously. To the nobles, this was a direct slap in the face.

So hundreds of silent nobles started talking in various ways, for a while forgetting the fact that they were still captives, but Edward felt that it was necessary to remind them.

"Gentlemen, it seems that you still don't know your current identities!"

"Please remember, you are all my captives now, a captive without any freedom, and your lives are all in my hands!"

"I just need to move a thought, and I can send you to God!"

Edward seemed to be joking, and spoke slowly, but all the nobles broke out in a cold sweat, and some of them finally understood their situation.

However, at this time, there are still people who are unwilling to be in this passive position.

"My lord, although we can't resist you now, don't forget that France is our ally, and it won't let you succeed!"

"When the French army arrives, we will work together with the French army. You should go back to England!"

"You hypocritical Englishmen, you are not welcome in Scotland!"

Edward heard the sound and turned his head to see that it was a middle-aged nobleman with light red hair and a big belly, standing in the crowd, spitting and shouting loudly, with a look of contempt on his face.

"Oh! Really? I'm so scared to death!"

Edward said timidly with a frightened expression on his face.

"Hahaha! This gentleman, I don't know what will happen to me after the French come, but I can tell you clearly now that you will die very ugly soon!"

Edward ignored the idiot nobleman, and sat back with a smile on his lips.

"Come here, take this gentleman down and let him meet God happily!"

As soon as Edward said this, the people around the light red nobleman immediately dispersed, keeping away from him, for fear of causing trouble to the fish in the pond.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Soon, some guards took the terrified nobleman down, dragging him by the arm like a dead pig, dragging him away from the ground.

"Oh! By the way, find a good place to bury him directly. Don't let his corpse be exposed in the wilderness. Nobles can't be humiliated!" Just as the guards dragged the nobleman who was soft into a ball of meat out of the room, Edward added One sentence.

But the hopeful eyes of the meatball nobleman who thought that Edward would change his words and survived suddenly disappeared, and his face was ashen.

And those clamoring nobles and councilors suddenly stopped, and looked at Edward worriedly, and the color of fear began to appear in their eyes.

"Of course, I will not be executed without guilt. A judge will sentence him later!"

Edward said quietly with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Oh! By the way, Mr. Earl, what do you say about the crime of attacking the king and contempt and insulting the king?"

Edward then asked Earl Allen with a naive look on his face.

"Of course, it's up to you to decide how to do it!" Earl Allen twitched the corner of his mouth, with a constipated expression on his face.

"Your Excellency Earl, you also agree to do this. It seems that you also hate this kind of stuff! It is an embarrassment to the Scottish nobles!"

With a resentful expression on his face, Edward began to complain to the Scottish nobles.

Hearing this, although the nobles were expressionless, they cursed shamelessly and filled with resentment.

But now they didn't dare, and the momentum they had accumulated disappeared as the nobleman was dragged away.

They didn't expect that Edward would be so ignorant of the customary rules among nobles, and even so shameless.

Facing such a king, they could no longer think of fighting, and no one wanted to be accused of a crime and go to God.

Seeing that many nobles were intimidated by him and kept silent, Edward was satisfied.

Look at what he looked like when he first came in. When the nobles saw him coming, at most they had expressions of surprise on their faces, without any fear at all. How could this be possible.

Under such equal conditions, what good is negotiation for Edward?

But now it's different, the situation has reversed, and Edward has the upper hand, so this kind of negotiation is beneficial!

Edward thought silently in his heart.

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