The news of the victory in Normandy and the defeat of the Guise Catholic League reached London, and the first reaction was government bonds.

Because in this era, there were no stock exchanges, no stocks, and government bonds were the kind of things that could be traded and change everyone, so they existed on the large and small exchanges in London.

Due to the economic and trade prosperity of England and the United Kingdom as a whole, the whole of London has become the largest export and import port, and the variety of goods is extremely large.

In order to save time more effectively to complete the trade and make profits, the exchange was born.

This is the result of the natural formation of society, not the guidance of some time-traveler, but the economic prosperity is caused by him, and there are also some reasons for him.

It is the best place for merchants to trade goods with information on the trading of various types of goods.

Each merchant can put up the goods he needs or sell, give the ideal price, and if someone is interested, the deal will be concluded.

London City South Exchange.

"Urgent notice, urgent need for joint government bonds, a shilling per share!"

"There is an urgent need for joint government bonds, a shilling and two pence per share!"

"Plus one shilling and threepence!"

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Throughout the exchange, the news of the demand for joint government bonds buzzed and became the main theme of the exchange.

Not only in the south of the city, but also in the other four exchanges in London, the demand for bonds has increased dramatically.

This was due to the fact that the Government of the United Kingdom issued a large number of bonds, amounting to 500,000 pounds, in support of the campaign against France.

What's more, in order to save interest, the coalition government was prepared to use its own four tiers of interests (four tiers for the government, three tiers for the military, and three tiers for the royal family, according to the king's practice for the distribution of interests), and allowed the bond winners to convert the bonds into French land five tiers below the market price.

In other words, if you buy a 10-pound bond, you can use it to buy land in the British-occupied part of France, and the price of the land is five stories lower.

And as we all know, France has nothing else, but there is more land, and the land is fertile, much more than the wet weather in England, and the annual harvest is much more.

With the United Kingdom's population growing, as well as inflation, the value of land is recognised by all.

But England and the United Kingdom, where the land is large and the land is owned by many flowers, naturally know the rarity of the land, and the chance of selling it is equivalent to nothing.

And the constant victories of the Royal Army, and most importantly, their defeat of the French Field Marshal Duke Guise, gave the Union Army an ever-increasing weight in the hearts of the people of the United Kingdom.

What's more, the £500,000 bonds issued by the coalition government are still more than 100,000 after four months of slow sales.

And at the moment of Wang Jun's victory, the 200,000 debts were suddenly sold out, not only nobles and merchants, but even beggars on the roadside and women in brothels, all knew that buying government bonds was more profitable than issuing high (gao) loans.

The wave swept across the United Kingdom, and the calls to buy bonds on the exchanges were louder than the nighttime cries of women who had lost their footing.

Ampton Palace, on the greenfield.

The sun in the sky was a rare face, lazily spreading radiance and heat, and a large cloud like a lion, moving slowly in the air, as if looking for prey.

As King of the United Kingdom, Edward was lying leisurely on a special chaise longue with an imperial parasol on his head trying to shield His Majesty from the scorching light.

He looked at the book in his hand, a collection of poems, or stories, about the goddess of Britain, which was full of stories about the goddess of Britain.

In the West, faith and respect are two different things, one can respect other gods, while faith and prayer belong only to God.

This collection of poems in praise of the goddess of Britain was extremely popular throughout London, and it is said that it has sold 5,000 copies in a week, which means that one out of every 400 people in London holds this book of poems.

This was extremely rare in the sixteenth century, when literacy was underground.

Seeing this achievement, His Majesty Edward had to sigh, in this era, religious suppression is still too ruthless, and people lack entertainment!

"Your Majesty, the government bonds of London are now one pound and two shillings per share!"

A secretary hurried over and whispered in Edward's ear.

"Oh! I know! Edward agreed, and said without raising his head:

"Or as I instructed, at two o'clock in the afternoon, sell a hundred thousand pounds of bonds, needless to say!"

Of course, Edward knew that these secretaries were distressed by so much profit, and they thought that the current price, not the final price of the bond, would be a pity if they sold it today!

But the young king did not think so, and the 200,000 pounds of bonds he had bought before were sold later, although he could make a greater profit.

However, selling it now and earning more than 16,000 pounds is enough, and besides, the world changes too fast, who can know that victory at this time will not fail after a while?

At this time, 100,000 pounds were sold, firstly, to reduce the risk, and secondly, to allow Londoners to obtain more benefits, so as to condense more communities of interests, so that the war could kidnap the whole of London and the United Kingdom.

"Yes, as you command!" The secretary reluctantly glanced at His Majesty the King, who continued to read, and whispered.

Not long after the secretary left, Edward's voice came again, very immature.

"Father, father, I want to ride a horse, I want to ride a horse~"

His Majesty Edward looked up helplessly, and it turned out to be his eldest son, Henry. Tudor, the little maid Lucy gave birth to her first son.

For this eldest son, Edward still attaches more importance to it, if nothing else, he will replace the royal family in the future, and guard the territory of the French kingdom, such as Normandy.

"What's the matter? My Henry! Edward's tone was soft, and he had always had a good temper with his seven-year-old son.

Since he was busy, he taught his children to the teachers invited by the royal family and their mothers, that is, Lucy and the others played the white face, and Edward played the red face.

"Father, I'm going to ride a horse too, a big horse!"

Little Henry had long brown hair, slightly curled upward, brown eyes, his lips curled at this time, and his right index finger pointed to the side, riding a horse, constantly patrolling the guards.

"Oh? Is it? Little Henry wants to ride a horse? Edward rolled his eyes and asked softly.

"Yes, father, I'm going to ride a big horse! Ride a big horse! Little Henry curled his lips and nodded affirmatively, fearing that Edward would not allow it, and repeatedly talked about Malaysia, which was indescribably cute!

"Can you keep bathing him every day, cleaning up, and grooming him, and often taking him out for walks?"

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