My British Empire

Chapter 461 The Synod of Bishops

London, Whitehall Palace, inside the meeting hall.

The huge curtains have been pulled up by the servants, and the thin sunlight is difficult to penetrate through the brightly colored glass, bringing a little warmth to the dark room.

A long table was placed in the center, on which the servants carefully arranged flower and fruit platters, which contrasted with the long dark red table, looked very pleasing to the eye.

The Archbishop of Edinburgh, Hobbs, was ushered into the meeting room by the waiter. When he looked up, he saw such a bright scene. The pots of flowers carefully decorated in the room made the whole meeting room a little warmer.

Seeing this, he froze for a moment, then nodded again, and was led to a position before he sat down safely.

Then came the Archbishop of Wales, a plump old man with a very friendly look.

Hobbs nodded towards him, as did the Archbishop of Wales, and the two smiled kindly.

Afterwards, several people came in one after another, all wearing purple cassocks, archbishop level.

The Archbishop of York looked cold, with an expression of indifference.

He was deputy to the Archbishop of Canterbury in England, and after the Archbishop of Canterbury was in charge of religious affairs in the United Kingdom, the Archbishop of York became Director of Religion in England.

Then there is the Archbishop of Dublin from Ireland, who is in charge of the religious affairs of the island of Ireland. His most conspicuous place is that he has a black mole near his chin, which is extremely conspicuous.

The entry of the Archbishop of Canterbury made all the bishops stand up and salute. As the leader of the religious essence of the whole United Kingdom, he deserves everyone to do so.

The Archbishop of Canterbury also bowed back in a friendly manner, showing a smile, and then calmly sat on the right hand side of the lord, with no expression on his face.

After everyone arrived, the servants filed in and placed a cup of green tea in front of their tables.

What is good at the top will be effective at the bottom.

His Majesty the King liked to drink tea, and the nobles and officials also fell in love with it overnight, which abruptly made the already expensive tea even more unacceptable.

After seeing the strong demand for English tea, tea merchants flocked here and made a lot of profits.

Although the tea leaves changed three times a day, it just tickled the itch of nobles and officials.

The more expensive, the more sought after.

As a result, within a few years, drinking tea became popular in the upper class of the entire United Kingdom, and gradually penetrated into the middle class.

Facing the tea on the table, several archbishops tasted it shallowly, their eyes lit up, and after taking another sip, they put it down, closed their eyes, and began to savor the beauty of it.

"Sure enough, the tea from the Wang family's royal family is better!"

Everyone sighed in unison, filled with emotion.

As there are only a few hobbies left, His Majesty the King certainly cannot destroy them.

After paying a lot of money to buy a few packs of Chinese tea seeds, I selected a few alpine and hilly areas with continuous mist and mist, and carefully cultivated them for several years.

Finally, three years ago, a tea species suitable for England was cultivated, and then the planting area was slowly expanded.

This year, the royal family's tea tree area has reached 2,000 acres, and they harvest 200,000 pounds of ordinary tea each year. Among them, only more than 5,000 pounds of high-grade tea is produced each year, and the top-quality tea is only about 50 pounds.

Just after the spring of this year, the royal tea garden officially launched the white rose series of teas, which were very popular in the market.

After so many years, the habit of drinking tea has been cultivated. It is conservatively estimated that there are hundreds of thousands of people in the entire United Kingdom.

Moreover, these people are either merchants or local gentlemen and nobles. Even if merchants deliver a lot, the high price and small volume cannot meet the needs of many people.

The 200,000 pounds of tea leaves released by the royal family were sold out in less than a month at a price of ten pounds per pound.

Among them, most of them were bought by the English, and the rest were bought by merchants and rushed to sell in the continent of Europe.

The tea alone brought an income of two million pounds to the royal family, which is the three-year income of the royal family in normal years.

As a result, His Majesty the King became more enthusiastic about cultivating a nationwide tea drinking movement and wantonly expanded tea plantations.

Seeing the profits, the nobles began to enter the tea garden industry one after another, and the tea industry became the hottest money-making industry in the United Kingdom for a while.

Ordinary tea was drunk by gentlemen and squires, while high-grade tea was the daily drink of noble officials.

As for the top-quality tea, except for the royal family and nobles who have been specially rewarded, ordinary people really can't drink it.

Off topic.

After the archbishops took their seats, His Majesty the King arrived belatedly.

"Your Majesty—" everyone stood up in unison and said respectfully.

Edward glanced at the five of them, then nodded and sat down.

"Everyone should have received the news. The Council of Trent, under the auspices of Pius IV, recently announced that all Protestants would be regarded as heresies, and our Anglican sect is also a member of Protestants. Do you have any suggestions? ?"

His Majesty the King looked expressionlessly at the several high-ranking religious officials in the United Kingdom, and announced an important news.

When the archbishops heard the news, they didn't show much surprise on their faces. Instead, each of them showed a pensive look.

"Your Majesty, as well as other archbishops, I think we must respond to such actions of the Roman Church!"

Archbishop Hobbs of Edinburgh, who has always been indecisive, was the first to speak, and he also spoke fiercely, which greatly exceeded everyone's expectations, including His Majesty the King.

Then, after everyone thought about his Catholic background and the situation in Scotland, everyone suddenly realized.

Scotland was originally in the Catholic camp. After it could not submit to the Anglican sect, it became the most anti-Roman region in the entire United Kingdom.

For example, after the traitors took refuge in the Japanese invaders, in order to gain trust, they even intensified their cruelty to the people of the country.

After feeling everyone's collective gaze, Archbishop Hobbs sat down slowly, but his face still maintained the original resolute expression.

Afterwards, the entire meeting room fell silent again, so everyone turned their attention to the seated Archbishop of Canterbury——Matthew Burke.

The skinny archbishop felt everyone's attention, so he had no choice but to stand up and speak:

"Your Majesty, Bishop Hobbs' opinion is correct, and I support his suggestion!"

As he said that, he looked around for a week, looked at the expressions on everyone's faces, bowed to His Majesty the King, and continued with a blank expression:

"I propose that our Anglican sect should unite with the Huguenots in France, the Calvinists in Switzerland, and the Lutheran sect in Germany to jointly express our dissatisfaction and opposition to the opinions of the Roman Council."

At the end, he uttered a deafening voice:

"Also, let's kick the pope out of the church together!"

Kicking out the pope's membership means that Protestantism has truly parted ways with Catholicism from now on.

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I don’t understand why chapter 470 blocked a few paragraphs. Others are more straightforward than me, but it’s still fine, so someone must have reported it, alas! ! ! have no choice.

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