My British Empire

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Following Braun's footsteps, Edward's group followed slowly. Of course, only a few guards followed, and too many people could easily attract attention.

The next thing is the nursery room, from birth to four years old, crying, making noise, and running around, the whole nursery room looks extraordinarily scary.

Originally planning to interact with those cute babies, Edward caught a glimpse of such a scene from outside the gate, and Edward chose to escape directly.

Of course, he also hates the picture of feces and urine flying together, this smell is too impressive.

To this day, I still remember the scene when my nephew was eight or nine months old. To tease him, he sprayed Edward with a yellow object, and sprinkled a column of white potion by the way. This kind of taste makes people feel forever will not forget.

And next, the etiquette class, a group of young and delicate girls, under the guidance of the stern-faced mother, learned step by step court etiquette and etiquette between nobles.

In the words of the nanny, they are different from the previous batches. They will enter the palace later and serve as maids in the palace.

They are all aristocrats, so how can they do it without a little etiquette? Isn't this embarrassing His Majesty the King?

Therefore, this group of little girls can only accept this grueling etiquette lesson silently.

I don't know whether it's because Edward's vision is high, or the quality of this issue is not good. He looked at it a few times, but he still didn't find a girl who can compare with Emma, ​​which made Edward shake his head.

The Lucy sisters behind him naturally didn't know the reason why he shook his head, but Braun on the side saw it clearly, blinked his eyelids, flashed his energy, and silently made up his mind.

As for the boys, apart from some social interests and communication etiquette between nobles, what they have to learn is not complicated.

As for the other courses, Edward also took a cursory look at them. All in all, the inspection was relatively complete.

Then, the young king praised them and expressed his appreciation for the level of the management of the Orphan Camp. Finally, he also made it clear that this kind of behavior of loyalty to the king is worth learning and commending. People who are loyal to the king should have them deserved treatment.

As a result, our Majesty the King, with the stroke of a pen, added £2 to everyone's wages.

What, it's too stingy, let's put it another way, on average, everyone's salary increases by 40%.

Sitting in the carriage, Edward got into the carriage reservedly, without turning his head, let alone waving his hands.

However, Braun and the others were not so courageous. Unlike when they came, they just bent down at ninety degrees, and did not lift their bent waist until the king's carriage disappeared.

"Braun, you are really blessed to be able to walk with His Majesty the King. This is a very rare and precious experience!"

When the king's carriage drove away and there was no shadow to be seen, many colleagues who followed Braun said enviously, and everyone knew the sourness in their tone.

In fact, everyone was sour in their hearts, and they all had a tacit attitude towards this obvious run on words, and they all stared at Braun, waiting for his statement.

Facing such a threatening scene, Braun took a few steps back, and then cheered up, with a flattering smile on his face,

"Everyone, it's against the rules for you to go out together. I'll invite you all to have a drink in the tavern after a while, okay?"

Braun knew the times well. He knew he was outnumbered and could only surrender.

"It's very good!" "Braun, I forgive you!" "I'm afraid one glass is not enough?"

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, Braun breathed a sigh of relief.

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The carriage was driving steadily and slowly on the weedy road. Our Majesty the King was held in the arms of two young girls as he was when he came here, and sat firmly in the middle, enduring the unspeakable 'torture'.

The Orphan Camp was not close to London, and it took about four hours for the horse-drawn carriage to arrive. If the inspection time was added, by the time he returned, it was already dusk.

In this regard, Edward did nothing to pretend to be aggressive, and hurried on the road overnight.

You must know that although the price of food in England has skyrocketed, it is not only because of the increase in population, but also because of the large-scale reduction of cultivated land, which has been converted into pastures.

The population is basically still hoarding in residential areas, and the wild is a timid term.

And we need to know, if there are more sheep, will there be fewer wolves?

Therefore, in England in the sixteenth century, don't try to drive at night, the green lanterns on the road will make you want to slap yourself two big mouths.

The carriage was driven purposefully. On the flat grass, along the direction of the sun setting, with the afterglow of the setting sun, the carriage and the earth began to merge into one color.

And the afterglow of the setting sun was also stained on the horse's shiny black mane, and it was connected with the horse's indomitable momentum. It seemed that this groom was an exceptionally handsome horse.

Lifting the curtain, Edward and the two girls stared blankly at the sun that was the size of a wheel in the sky. It was so red that the blue sky was soaked into red and pale yellow.

In such an atmosphere, Edward and others came to a manor, or a vacation spot.

As mentioned earlier, the kings of England like to wander around, and they spend only a handful of time in London every year, and here is a vacation spot.

Since it was treated as a king's vacation, this one-thousand-acre manor only had a pitiful hundred or so acres of arable land.

As for the holiday manor, there are not many other things, but there are many rooms. There is no problem for more than one hundred people to live in.

Due to the preparations in advance, Edward can live overnight without cleaning or anything else.

Nothing happened overnight.

Of course, it was hard to get out, and Edward didn't want to go back so soon.

So, the next day, Edward changed out of the cumbersome finery and put on a tight brocade jacket with a strong white horse under his crotch.

He was holding an oriental recurve compound bow in his hand, that is, a horn bow. If the bowstring was fully drawn, it would require a pulling force of about fifteen catties. According to ancient sayings, it was a five-double bow.

Although the white horse under his crotch was not as majestic as Arthur, it was much better than ordinary horses.

Edward rode a horse with a confident look.

Two pretty girls were also dressed in red and green, riding beautifully on the horse, following him from a distance. The two sisters talked from time to time, and it seemed that they were not here for hunting, but for vacation.

Although the girls were talking, they glanced at Edward from time to time, chirping and laughing. It seemed that they were in a good mood.

To say that the happiest thing was the more than one hundred guards following Edward.

Poor them, possessing dragon slaying skills, have been aggrieved by Edward's side all day long, either patrolling or patrolling, and they can only watch pitifully as the brothers who entered the Guards fight and make meritorious deeds, their eyes are full of envy. stared out.

What is even more frustrating is that there is not even a single assassin, and the guards have no chance to perform meritorious service.

And if you didn't show it, how could His Majesty the King notice you? Without paying attention to you, how can you get promoted and raise your salary, become a noble master, marry a noble lady, and reach the pinnacle of life?

And since it is hunting, there is a distinction between superior and inferior, standing out from the crowd, and successfully approaching the eyes of His Majesty the King.

Our Majesty the King is also very witty, of course, he mainly wants to add some fun, otherwise how boring it would be!

Therefore, the young king made a rule that from now on, gather at noon, and whoever kills the most prey will be rewarded.

As a result, the young guards became active as if they had been injected with chicken blood, their faces flushed, their hands and feet were constantly moving, and the word self-confidence was written in each and every one of their eyes.

And the horses under their crotches seemed to sense their master's emotions, and their nostrils began to spray hot air, and the horseshoes kept paddling, as if they were ready to move.