Over time, the coronation ceremony that took place at Westminster Abbey was publicized by the nobles and gentlemen who attended.

Soon it spread throughout England, and there was a tendency to spread throughout the British Isles, towards Europe.

York, the northern powerhouse, has been the central city of northern England since Henry VIII suppressed the rebellion of the nobles on the northern border.

England is one of the largest cities outside of London, with a population of 30,000.

The Français Tavern in York is the most popular place, not only for the guards, but also for the workers and free-for-all freedmen.

There were not only threepence and a large glass of barley wine in the tavern, but as many as a litre. I also heard that the nobles drank wine, and a small glass of wine was enough for a pound.

"Tsk! Oh my God! The aristocracy is really rich, who would be so a loser to drink this! Yomannonville, who owned sixty acres of land, shook his head in his heart.

Will usually cultivated his own land, and then rented the land of the nobles. Thanks to the eruption of the population of England, it is only about fifty pounds a year, and only a little more than eight pounds after expenses.

To spend one-eighth of the previous year's earnings on a glass of wine, Will's heart aches when he thinks about it.

Don't look at Will doesn't make much money, but in the countryside of England belongs to the upper class except for the aristocratic lords.

Will swaggered into the Frans Tavern, saluted by the people along the way, and he entered the tavern with a slight nod.

The tavern had changed from the usual hustle and bustle, and suddenly became quiet, which made Will not quite get used to it.

Will walked into a circle of people without a clue, only to hear a funny voice shouting.

"The handsome Prince Edward knelt before the Archbishop of Canterbury, and saw him ......" The voice stopped abruptly at this point.

"What about the back?" "Oh! God, I'm going to kill you right now! "Pease! You little, believe it or not, I'm beating you! ......" The crowd of onlookers couldn't help but complain loudly.

Will couldn't help but prick up his ears when he heard that it was the scene of the new king's coronation, but it suddenly stopped, and even as a local gentleman, he couldn't help but blurt out and curse.

I saw the young man in the middle of the crowd stretching out a finger, "I only need a glass of noble wine, just a glass." ”

At that time, one pound = 20 shillings = 240 pence, and a 30-centimeter-long piece of black bread was enough for a family of three to eat two meals a day, and it only cost two pence. And the pound is almost exclusively in the fantasies of the poor.

And for regular customers who come to the bar regularly, it's also a lot of numbers.

Rumble! The atmosphere was lively again, and people were pointing at Pease and saying that he had a big appetite and wanted to drink and wanted to go crazy.

"Hey! Ladies and gentlemen, don't you want to know what it was like? This is what my cousin's uncle heard from Baron Volaïch's butler! Pease took a breath and said.

"The news is true! You don't know what a wonderful scene it was! Pease said in a seductive tone.

Will heard that there was some emotion here, and when he wanted to order a glass of wine, there was a sudden sound.

"Frans! A glass of wine for dear Pease! "Okay! Dear Mr. Bled! I heard Brad from the next village shouting first.

Suddenly, a voice of praise for Brad echoed in the tavern, and Brad's prestige suddenly rose to its peak.

Will was in remorse at this point, and he missed such a good opportunity to increase his reputation.

In England, the local government was held by a gentleman of high prestige, so fame was no less than a weapon for a gentleman.

"Good! Thank you, Lord Brad, for the gift! Pease carefully held the glass and took a sip, enjoying it.

The eyes of the people around him were hot, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and their eyes stared straight at the wine glass.

After taking a sip, Pease immediately spoke.

"I saw that Prince Edward stood up at that time, and the crown was like a pair of wings, and it automatically flew to the top of the prince's head, emitting white light!" Pease exaggerated.

"The crown fell on the prince's head, and the prince immediately lifted up his scepter and said, 'I am the ruler of England and the agent of God on earth!' At this time, the nobles and lords on the spot seemed to see God smiling at His Majesty the King! ”

At this point, Pease immediately made a devout Christian gesture, and the people around him couldn't help but follow suit, praising God and His Majesty.

After Pease finished speaking, he hurried out and came to a broken alley, where he saw a crack.

The monkey hurriedly reached into it and pulled out a one-pound gold coin, and suddenly his nervous heart breathed a sigh of relief, and he opened his mouth happily.

"Rejoice! As long as you say it ten times on such an occasion, you get another pound! Deep in the alley, a man covered in a cloak spoke.

Pease knew that this was his rich man, and believed that what he said was true, but he was reluctant to come closer to him.

Pease sensed that this person was dangerous, and his whole body was covered with a cold aura, which made people very uncomfortable.

"Yes! My lord, I'll try. Pease said sycophantly.

"Yes!" The man replied coldly, and disappeared in an instant. Pease didn't care and turned around and left, looking for a new place to make money, oh no! It was the speech that went.

Madrid, Spain. Charles V was lying in bed, listening to his palace minister talk about the coronation that took place in England.

"Alas! Another Henry VIII! A new little guy who doesn't give you peace of mind! Charles V sighed. Gong Xiang, who was reading the letter, carefully catered to it, showing the true character of a dog's legs.

Charles V was the son of Philip I of Habsburg and Queen Juana of Castile, grandson of Ferdinand II of Aragon and Isabella I of Castile, grandson of Holy Roman Emperor Maximilian I and Duchess Marie of Burgundy. His childhood teacher was Adrian of Utrecht (later Pope Hadrian VI).

Charles inherited the Low Countries and Franche-Comté in 1506 (the year his father died). When his powerful grandfather, Ferdinand II, died in 1516, he became the owner of a vast territory that included the kingdoms of Aragon, Castile, Navarre, Granada, Naples, Sicily, Sardinia, and all of Spanish America under his mother's Castile and Ferdinand II.

As soon as he arrived in Spain, he had to fight against cities fighting for self-government, and some Spanish nobles resented his installation of official positions in Castile for some Flemish people. Eventually, all revolts were subdued by him, and a submissive and powerful Spain formed the basis for his future gallop in Europe. He continued to expand Spain's absolute monarchy and use it to establish the Spanish Empire, which dominated Christian Europe.

He has a dizzying list of titles that speak volumes about his power.

Well, this is a public chapter, I'll just make a small wave, hehe?! Ready, sit tight, I'm going to drive.

Charles (Carlos, Carell, Carl, Carlo, Charles), God of God, Holy Roman Emperor, Eternal Augustus, King of the Roman People, King of Italy, All Spaniards (Castile, Aragon, León, Navarre, Granada, Toledo, Valencia, Galicia, Mallorca, Seville, Córdoba, Murcia, Jaén, Algarve, Algeciras, Gibraltar, Canary Islands), King of Sicily, King of Naples, King of Sardinia and Corsica, King of Jerusalem, King of the East and West Indies, Archduke of Austria, Duke of Burgundy, Duke of Brabant, Duke of Lorraine, Duke of Styria, Duke of Carinthia, Duke of Carniola, Duke of Limburg, Duke of Luxembourg, Duke of Gelderland, Duke of Württemberg, Count of Alsace, Marquis of Namur, Count of Flanders, Count of Habsburg, Count of Tyrol, Count of Gorizia, Count of Barcelona, Count of Charolais, Count of Avatu, Count of Burgundy-Palatinate, Count of Hainaut, Count of Holland, Count of Jutfen, Count of Roussillon.