"Hey, man, are you going to the New World? If you go, you will receive a year's settling-in allowance for one pound per month! ”

André was dressed in leather shoes, riding in a carriage, walking slowly through the crowd, holding a freshly baked London daily newspaper in his hand, still smelling of ink.

And in his ears, there was a different sound, which couldn't help but make him a little puzzled, and looked up.

I saw that several men in sailor suits grabbed a man who looked relatively poor and shouted loudly.

"Man, our boss is Sir Sabiri, Lord of the House of Commons, so you don't need to worry about me lying to you!"

The sailor who spoke was fleshy, his eyes squeezed into a slit, and then he shook the money bag in his hand vigorously, making a tinkling sound, which was extremely tempting.

"It's—" The man who was pulled had a look of hesitation on his face.

"We have settling-in expenses, go there for a few years, and you can come back with a few dozen pounds, which is nothing to lose for you!"

"I need to go home and talk about it!" The man looked at the white and tattered linen clothes on his body, and then at the calluses on his hands, and his eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.

When the chubby sailor heard this, the fat on his face accumulated even more, and his eyes could not see it at all this time.

"Very well, man, if you are interested, come directly to the Fersen Company at Lord Docks, the one with two shepherd dogs at the door, don't worry, we won't lie to you, there will be a twelve pounds settling-in fee, and a monthly salary of one pound!"

As the blocked road gradually cleared again, the carriage that sat down was already moving quickly, and Andre could no longer hear the sound just now.

"Is it so popular to go to the Americas?" Andrei muttered to himself, in a trance for a while.

"Sir, at present, going to the New World to make a fortune is spreading very well throughout London, I heard that where you go for a few years, you can live the life of a noble lord, gold, land, all of them!"

Like the drivers of the Celestial Empire, the grooms of London can talk freely while driving their horses, and their mouths are idle.

Of course, since the source of information is the most extensive, the grooms also take on the position of selling information from time to time to earn some extra money.

"Really? Is it so hot to go to the New World? "Andre was born in poverty, so he has a good temper, never like those high-ranking officials and nobles, holding his identity, and always looking high-spirited and superior.

"At that time, I heard that just last month, the entire London slums, 5,000 people left, and many houses were empty and no one lived in them!"

"I heard that in the New World, in a few years, you will get dozens of acres of land and live an old-fashioned life."

The customer's good attitude opened the groom's chatterbox.

"This, even the price of bread in the whole of London, I heard that you can buy ten get one free, people! Blinded by interests! ”

The groom steered the carriage skillfully, and his mouth shattered.

"If the stakes are so great, why don't you go?" Andrei asked with a smile on his face and some confusion.

"Hey, hey!" The groom smiled a little embarrassedly, "Thanks to Your Majesty, I drive the carriage every month, and if I remove the rent, I can get two pounds, and I have a house in the downtown area of London, and I have no worries about food and clothing." It's so much better than going to the New World! ”

At the end, the groom shook his head, smiled disdainfully, and said with a slight meaning: "I'm not one of those barefoot men, who has nothing but a life!" ”

"Sir, the riverbank has arrived!" Chatting all the way, the carriage soon left the walls of London and came to the famous entertainment district of the whole city, reminded.

"Sixpence! Mr. ”

"Yes!" But three miles takes eightpence, and the average family's day's salary and food only takes half an hour, which is indeed a huge profit.

Taking out a shilling from his pocket, Andrei thought silently.

Although he had money, Andrei's thrift remained unchanged, and he put the recovered fourpence back in his pocket without changing his face.

"Have a good day, sir!" The groom bent down respectfully, and as André walked into the bustling Rose Theater, the groom said with a smile on his face.

"What a stingy rich man!" The groom drove the carriage away, and the expected tip was not obtained, which made him label André stingy.

Andre naturally didn't know, as soon as he entered the theater, he felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face, and he wanted to sweep people out, and from the gap, the seats of thousands of people were already full, without the slightest gap.

After listening to the voice, André knew that the current performance was the most popular drama of the year, "Oliver", which tells the story of how a commoner young man passed the official exam, and then dramatically reversed and married a noble lady home.

However, these did not attract his attention in the slightest.

Bypassing the bustling hall, he went straight to the back hall.

"Oh barbarian, you will eventually succumb to my feet, barbarism will never defeat civilization......"

Walking into the back hall, more than a dozen actors and actresses, wearing simple military uniforms, were playing roles and rehearsing.

"Your Excellency, you're here!" A fat man with short brown hair came running over in a hurry and greeted him warmly and humbly.

"Well, how are the arrangements for the program on His Majesty's birthday?"

Although it was only August 1565, it was not far from His Majesty's birthday on October 12.

As the head of the royal theater and the newspaper department, André has a lot of power and is very busy, but he still finds time in his busy schedule to take care of His Majesty's birthday.

"My lord, the key play we have arranged is called the Irish Hero, which tells the story of a poor man who came to Ireland by joining the army, fought against the barbarians, and then succeeded in being canonized as a knight and married a rich lady......"

Then a bloody story came out of the theater manager, and Andre listened to it and was very satisfied.

There is blood, love, struggle, and especially the story of Ireland, which His Majesty loves the most about the conquest of Ireland, and André knows it very well.

"Very good, you must rehearse hard, and when it is done, you will be rewarded!"

It is the responsibility of a royal retainer like Andrew, especially when Sir John has retired and the Minister of the Palace is pending.

More than ten years have passed since he was brought back to London by His Majesty Edward in Portsmouth, and his goal has been to aim for the post of Minister of the Palace Department, which is the threshold for him to truly step into high society, and he cannot afford to fail.

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