Chapter 554: A Murderous New Lord
When the Viking troops broke through the city, Tang Zhangwei felt in danger, so Tang Zhangwei and the viscount rode horses together and rushed out of the city of London.
They cut down a lot of Viking soldiers along the way, trying to stop them, and those Vikings were more ferocious and vicious than the other after breaking the city.
Beneath their swords, their swords, and their muskets lay the souls of countless England and Wales.
After Tang Zhangwei and the others rushed out of the city, they immediately came to the small village and gathered 200 elite troops.
Tang Zhangwei said: "It's time for us to launch a counterattack against these damned Vikings. β
Bai Cunxiao said: "Although our troops are very brave and good at fighting, our numbers are too small. β
"I haven't seen that dog bastard Reynaf yet," said King Stephen, "and if he doesn't show up soon, I'll have to cut off his finger." β
"He'll come here at any time," said Henry, "I promise you, but you can chop off his fingers anyway." β
Philip didn't know who Reynave was or why the king was seeing him, but he had the impression that Stephen was not pleased, but he didn't really want to cut off Reynave's fingers.
Before Philip could think any further, Wallen stepped forward, bowed his head, and Henry said, "Do you remember Wallen Bigold, the new bishop of Kingbridge?" β
"Remember," said Stephen, "but who is this man?" He looked at Philip.
"It's my vice president," Warren said. β
Wollen didn't even mention his name, so Philip took the initiative to say, "Philip of Guines, vice president of Wang Qiao." His voice was louder than he expected, and he bowed his head.
"Come on, Father Dean," said Stephen, "you look a little scared. What are you worried about? β
Philip didn't know how to answer for a while, he had too many things to worry about. In desperation, he said: "I am worried because I don't have a clean robe to wear. β
Stephen laughed out loud, but not with malicious intent. "Then don't worry," he said. Glancing at his richly dressed brother, he added, "I prefer a monk to dress like a monk rather than a king." β
Philip felt a little more at ease.
Stephen said: "I heard about the fire. How did you deal with it? β
"On the day of the fire, God sent us a builder," Philip said. He quickly repaired the cloister and we used the basement for prayers. With his help, we cleared the rubble and prepared to rebuild; And he already has plans in place for the new church. β
Hearing this, Volren raised his eyebrows, he didn't know such a plan. Philip would have told him if he had asked beforehand, but he didn't. The king said, "It is worthy of praise to be so fast." When will you start construction? β
"I'll start as soon as I get the money."
Bishop Henry interjected, "That's why I'm bringing Vice President Philip and Bishop Wallen to meet you." Neither the monastery nor the diocese had the financial resources to build such a large project. β
"Neither did the king, my dear brother," said Stephen.
Philip was discouraged, and the beginning felt like there was little hope.
Henry said, "I know. That's why I'm looking for another way for you to get them to rebuild the bridge without you having to spend it. β
Stephen looked suspicious. "Such a naΓ―ve idea, if not said to be magical, have you already found a way to make it happen?"
"Yes. My suggestion is that you grant the land to the diocese of the Earl of Charling, and financially support the construction project. β
Philip held his breath.
The king fell into deep thought.
Volren opened his mouth to speak, but Heng stopped him with a gesture.
The king said, "This is a clever idea. I'm willing to do that. β
Philip's heart pounded.
"Unfortunately," said the king, "I have actually agreed to give the earl's fief to Percy Hamley. β
Philip sighed, he had expected the king to answer in the affirmative. He was so disappointed that it was as if he had been stabbed.
Henry and Warren were also stunned, and they didn't expect this.
It was Henry who spoke first. He said, "Actually? β
The king shrugged. "I could get off it, but it would be embarrassing. After all, it was Percy who brought Bartholomew's rebellion to trial. β
Volren blurted out, "Not without help, my majesty! β
"I know you've helped a little too......"
"I told Percy Hamley about this plot against you."
"Not bad. By the way, how did you find out about this conspiracy? β
Philip moved his feet, and they were now in a dangerous situation. No one should be allowed to know that this information originally came from his brother Francis, who was still working for Robert of Gloucester, and that Robert had been pardoned for his involvement in the conspiracy.
"The intelligence comes from the confession of a dying man," Volren said. β
Philip breathed a sigh of relief, and Wallen repeated what Philip had told him falsely, but that statement sounded as if the "confession" was done to him and not to Philip. Philip was overjoyed to see that his role in the matter was set aside.
The king said, "But it was Percy, and not you, who, at the risk of death and wounding, attacked Bartholomew's castle and captured the rebels." β
"You could reward Percy in other ways," Henry chimed in.
"What Percy wants is Charling," said the king, "for he knows the land, and will rule it effectively." I could give him Cambridgeshire, but will the swamp dwellers there listen to him? β
Henry said, "You should give thanks to God first, and people second." It is God who has made you king. β
"But Percy arrested Bartholomew."
Henry was outraged by this ungodly attitude toward God. "God is in control of everythingβ"
"Don't press me with this," Stephen said, raising his right hand.
"Of course," said Henry obediently.
It was a vivid performance of royal power. They had been arguing almost on an equal footing, but Stephen had regained the upper hand with a single word.
Philip was disappointed, at first he thought it was impossible to meet the demand, but he gradually hoped that it would be done, and even fantasized about what he would do with it. At this time, he went through this heavy fall and brought back to reality.
"My Majesty," said Warren, "I thank you for your willingness to consider the future of the Earl of Charling, and I pray anxiously for your decision. β
Philip thought, it was succinct enough, and it sounded like Wallen was decently subservient, but in fact he ended his remarks with the fact that the issue had not yet been resolved.
(End of chapter)