Chapter 187: Sir More

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It was a painful and happy night for the inhabitants of Franceco.

The painful thing is that they have lost a lot of property in their own family, and even some people who do not have enough money can only use jewelry as collateral; Happily, this group of English people did not plunder like the ordinary army of this era, and no one was in any danger to their lives.

And the English soldiers who robbed, after the looting, suddenly left a sentence: This is what the king of France told us to take!

This made the citizens scratch their heads, and they directly thought that this was the meaning of Henry II in Paris, but did not think that it was the order of Edward VI, who was located in London at this time and held the title of nominally king of France.

Overnight, the thinking was rigid, and even some ignorant citizens directly resented Henry II in Paris, although they did not know whether His Majesty had done this, but he had decided on this pot.

If Edward had known about this, he would have praised Major James, this method was wonderful.

Not only did it preserve his reputation, but it also made Henry II lose the hearts of Franceco's people, and the difficulty of the strategy was much less difficult in the future. Although for the king, the will of the people is useless, only the army is in hand.

It is important to know that Edward still retains the title of King of France and Duke of Normandy, although he currently only rules the Channel Islands and the cities of Calais and Boulogne.

However, as long as you have a name, then you are the righteous side when you send troops, and coupled with the dissatisfaction of the people with the current king (not for support, only for neutrality), it can be of great use when necessary.

1949, 9 June, London Bridge, London.

As a necessary road in and out of London, the London Bridge is crossed by countless people in various ways every day.

To borrow an exaggeration from this era, you can smash a person or a boat by pulling a piece of off a bridge. Of course, you also have to be careful of the strong winds on the bridge, if you accidentally fall and fall into the Thames River, which is a mixture of feces, urine, garbage and sewage, even if you are saved by the passing boats, it will be difficult to survive after poisoning.

Like most city gates in this era, the entrance to London Bridge was always a checkpoint for collecting taxes.

Several imposing-looking tax collectors sat swaggering in front of London Bridge, collecting taxes with a contemptuous attitude.

It was customary to pay one pence per person, five pence for livestock, one shilling for horse-drawn carriages, and six pence for goods pounds.

At the end of the day, thousands of people came in and out, and the tax collected reached about 100 pounds, or 30,000 pounds a month.

Moreover, even nobles are not exempt, this is the law of London.

No matter how fast the speed is, the queue that passes through is still a long line, and if it encounters a large caravan, the line will be even longer.

At this time, two white horses were slowly driven by a middle-aged groom pulling a spacious and gorgeous carriage and stopped behind the team.

After that, another carriage with two black horses came to a slow stop, with silk covering the roof and curtains inlaid with pearls, and it looked much richer than the owner of the carriage who came in front of him.

As if he heard the sound of the carriage from behind, the groom in front glanced back, looked at the characteristic family crest on the carriage, and then whispered to the owner of the carriage.

Then, the man in the car thought for a moment, feeling that this was not the time to say hello, and the queue in front of him would soon be their turn, so he gave up.

The driver in the rear also saw the family crest of the carriage in front of him, and the owner of the car made the same idea.

After some time, the two carriages quickly crossed London Bridge and came into the city of London.

The two wagons, however, slowed down, and moved one after the other, less than five feet away.

Finally, both carriages arrived at an ordinary house in a wealthy area at the same time, and the carriage also stopped.

An old man with gray hair wearing white exaggerated shoulders on the upper body, black leggings on the lower body, a high hat, and a cane on crutches slowly stepped out of the carriage under the support of the groom.

In the other carriage, a man with a somewhat wide figure with curly blond hair walked down, and he hurried to the front carriage and bowed.

"Good day, Sir Moore!" The middle-aged man bent down with some difficulty, and the flesh on his stomach was squeezed into a ball, looking very uncomfortable!

"Good day, Mr. Strauer!" The old man smiled and similarly bent down to express his gratitude.

"It's a fate today, Sir Moore, I didn't expect to be in London on the same day as you!" Richard. Although Strauer felt a little strange about how the sickly Speaker had come, he still complimented him with a smile.

"Yes! What a fate! Sir Moore smiled and sighed.

"It's justβ€”" Richard hesitated for a moment, glancing at the rickety old man, "your body?" ”

"By God's grace, my body is okay at the moment!" As if sensing Richard's doubts, the old man waved his hand, "This is the first time His Majesty has convened a parliament, how can I not come?" ”

Sir Moore, who is in his sixties this year, has also been suffering from illness in the past few years, and has not attended Parliament for a long time, and it is indeed doubtful that he has suddenly come today.

"It's so nice that you're still so healthy!" Richard had a look of joy on his face, as if he was pleased with Sir More.

"See you tomorrow! Mr. Jazz! Seeing Sir More's tired face, Richard consciously chose to leave.

Later, under Sir More's cloudy gaze, Richard . Strauer boarded his carriage and slowly departed.

Richard. Strauer is the most prestigious member of the House of Commons after Sir Moore, and he generally presides over the House of Commons during Sir Moore's absence.

The sudden appearance of Sir Moore, who had not appeared in parliament for a long time, today made Richard a little puzzled.

Generally speaking, Sir More has always been a royal representative in the House of Commons, a conservative who wants to keep the current situation intact.

And Richard. Strauer is an enterprising, and he wants to expand the power of the lower parliament and gain more power, so he has been fighting for it.

The sudden arrival of Sir Moore during the Young King's Parliament left all the councils and nobles in London scratching their heads.

But Sir More had a reason to come, it was a glorious moment in the annexation of Scotland to England, and this historical moment must be realized under his hands, even if it dragged his sick body.