My British Empire

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The ceremony was completed smoothly, and then the atmosphere of the whole pier reached a climax, and a well-coordinated show was officially completed.

After the knighting ceremony, each of Chandler and his party received a reward of 100 pounds. Of course, the one who gained the most was Richard Chandler, a knight. I don't know how many people died of envy.

Afterwards, His Majesty the King and Queen Mary retreated slowly under the escort of the guards, and the nobles and MPs who witnessed also retreated after discussing.

And the melon-eaters who were watching were discussing enthusiastically, and they could only retreat after the big shots left.

As he walked, he talked about this exciting event.

"It's so exciting. Who would have thought that His Majesty the King would choose to be knighted later!"

"Yes! This is a Jazz! In the blink of an eye, he changed from a commoner to an aristocrat, and crossed that bottomless chasm!"

A man dressed as a sailor was shaking his head, tsk-tsk non-stop, with envy and hatred on his face.

Up to now, there is still a fixed image in his head: His Majesty the King hitting Chandler's back with the back of his sword.

"I know Chandler. Who would have thought that a small captain in the past, at most, had some reputation among our sailors, but today he jumped up and became a noble above our heads!"

The sailor's exclamation fell into the ears of his companion, and he couldn't help but feel deeply moved. Such a change is like a cloud and mud.

In the eyes of ordinary people, two kinds of people, like knights and jazz, are local big shots, and they need to look up, respect, and look up.

But in the eyes of real nobles, and even the eyes of the government and the king, these people are still different from nobles and cannot be classified as nobles.

"Who would have thought that after just going out for a boat trip, he would be awarded the title and become a noble lord!"

The sailor lowered his head, pondered for a while, and said in a low voice: "Why don't we go out too, if we find that eastern route, we won't be able to escape even a title!"

The companion showed a surprised expression on his face, "You should think about it, this is going to the far sea where we don't know the specific situation, not the near sea where we often run, if you are not careful, there will be no bones left!"

"Look, that newly-promoted Sir Richard only came back after most of his people died! A title, you don't need to surrender your life!"

"No, it's not the same. Everyone can succeed, so we have nothing to be afraid of. If you don't want to go, forget it!"

The sailor pondered for a while, then said firmly.

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"Dad, why did that man kneel down just now?"

A pair of father and son gradually receded with the flow of people. The father was only in his twenties, but the son was five or six years old.

The son's face was flushed, and he sat on his father's shoulders, swinging his legs from time to time, with doubts on his face, he put his little head against his father's ear, and asked in a childlike voice.

"Oh? That!" The father was still quite neatly dressed, so he quickly sped up. He came from a small businessman, and his son was also neat and tidy. Compared with ordinary people, he was much better.

"That man was knighted by His Majesty the King!" Father replied softly.

"Is there any good in being a jazz? Can I eat bread smeared with honey every day?"

In the eyes of children, in the bakery, eating bread coated with honey every day is the happiest thing.

"Yes, bread with honey every day!" replied the father, licking his lips.

"Then, I want to be a knight too, I want to be a knight!"

"You can't be!" "Why? Why can that uncle?"

"He discovered a new route!" As a small trader, he naturally received more information than ordinary people. Those rumors said that the route to the East was found to be false.

"When I grow up, I will also discover a new route, the biggest route, and I will become a jazz! Eat honey bread every day!"

As soon as he heard his father's words and got the answer, the little boy immediately jumped up for joy, waving his two little arms and muttering non-stop.

Hearing this, the father just smiled, carried his son on his back, and walked home slowly.

In front of thousands of people, the scene of His Majesty the King holding the knighting ceremony in person was deeply imprinted in the minds of all the audience, and the impact was extremely profound.

Like a stone thrown into the water, there will be layers of ripples, and the impact will be even greater.

At this time, in the palace, the young His Majesty the King went to the changing room to change into a regular suit. The formal ceremonial attire was still a bit uncomfortable and inconvenient to wear, so it was better to wear regular clothes.

In the reception room, there were a few middle-aged people who looked like businessmen, sitting on chairs anxiously, whispering to each other softly.

"You said, why did His Majesty the King summon us?"

A wealthy businessman looked around and asked the partner beside him.

"How do I know that His Majesty the King's mind can be guessed by us people!"

The businessman sitting in the middle, hearing the words, shrugged his shoulders, spread his shoulders helplessly, and said.

"Alas! It seems to me that it should be about Chandler, no, about Sir Richard! We must get ready!"

The other partner looked solemnly and whispered to the two of them.

As soon as this remark came out, the other two suddenly showed expressions of enlightenment, and stopped talking.

"His Majesty the King is here—" the tall body of the guard stopped and shouted loudly.

"Your Majesty—" The three quickly got up and bowed to salute.

"You don't need to be too polite, just sit down and talk! It's also convenient!"

Edward smiled slightly, sat on the main seat by himself, and said softly to the three of them. Edward's obviously cheerful face was to reduce their tension.

"I called you here today to make sure that you are supporters of Sir Richard's adventure!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, we are the ones who funded Sir Richard's adventure to explore the route to the east. Unfortunately, the operation failed!"

The man sitting in the middle was more courageous, and said as Edward said.

"You can't say that. Although you haven't found a route to the east, haven't you also found a route to the Principality of Moscow?"

Edward didn't take it seriously at all, and still spoke lightly.

"Moscow? Your Majesty, you mean?"

"That's right, we're just here to talk about the interests of the Moscow route!"

Edward finally got the subject.

After that, after some negotiations, Edward and the three businessmen finally reached an agreement.

After discussion, a company "Moscow Company" was established. This company obtained a charter issued by the royal family, and only this "Moscow Company" was allowed to operate this route and operate monopolistically.

Among them, the royal family occupies four floors, the nobles have two floors, the government has one floor, and the three of them occupy three floors, and the company is run by them.