Chapter 243 returned in vain
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The next day, a dense drizzle fell in Oxford, soaking the dilapidated roads of Oxford, and all kinds of mud and garbage were washed away by the rain and piled up, forming small obstacles on the road.
And the pedestrians on the road walk by without looking, obviously, they have become accustomed to it, and have even become a part of their lives.
Seeing this, Jack and the others could only cover their noses, walk the streets, and spend a lot of energy and money to find out the news they needed in Oxfordshire.
For today's request, Jack made a straight face and told them that they must find out the specific information of Judge Felton, after all, the paper is too shallow, and only by referring to more information can they understand Felton in three dimensions. John the Lord.
In Oxford, the taverns and inns were full of the staff of the palace intelligence department, and everyone was interspersed, without distractions, pricking up their ears and listening to all kinds of gossip, and often, these words that accidentally slipped out were what they needed.
Therefore, everyone can only be patient and carefully sift through the news they need.
At this time, Jack, as the commander-in-chief, was naturally not idle, and he needed to rely on a more weighty force.
As mentioned earlier, two rivers run through Oxfordshire, irrigating a large amount of farmland.
In the sixteenth century, even in Europe at that time, there was no fertilizer for agricultural production, most of the production tools were made of wood and stone, there were no water conservancy projects, and the peasants had good irrigation conditions due to the lack of physical strength, which was the first-class fertile land in England.
So, Oxfordshire attracted the attention of the Church of England, where the Church owned almost three-quarters of the property, all of which cost the Tudor royal family.
And here, the power of the royal family is the strongest, and with such a good boost, why not use it?
In fact, if the light relies on Felton. John's embezzlement was enough to bring him to justice, but Jack didn't.
If this was done, at most there would be a single judge, and the prestige of the Imperial Intelligence Service would not be shown to the English in the slightest.
Don't underestimate prestige, with a big case that shook England, it is much more convenient for the palace intelligence service to act in England.
What's more, according to Jack's own estimates, His Majesty the King also has expectations for his own handling of this incident, and a small case of corruption by a judge is not enough to satisfy the King's appetite.
For the sake of his own future, for his impression of His Majesty, Jack can only play any means.
Wearing a black high hat and a black fox fur coat, like a low-key business owner, Jack walked silently, without attracting the slightest attention.
This time he was going to a white house near Oxford City Hall, where a family of lawyers lived, and this was a secret stronghold of Bloodblade and a former royal investigative office.
For Oxford, successive kings also attached great importance to it, and it was common to install some people.
In order to support the development of the palace intelligence service, Edward transferred some of the secret strongholds of the Bloody Blade in various places to the palace intelligence office, and Guy could only nod his head and agree.
So, that's the goal of Jack's trip.
The journey was very smooth, and it was also very smooth to reach his goal, and the person in charge of the stronghold patted his chest and promised that he would cooperate with Felton. The people and information John implicated have been gathered, please rest assured.
Jack smiled with satisfaction and complimented them a word or two, and then left the base.
As he walked out the door, Jack put away his smile and a serious expression on his face.
He was 100% sure that this stronghold had been exposed, and it could even be said that there were traitors planted by others inside, and in less than a day, the news of his arrival in Oxford would definitely spread throughout Oxford City.
With such an analysis, Jack also has a reason.
When he walked into the room, the people in the stronghold all had a look on their faces, and more importantly, they were delaying his request for cooperation, and all kinds of explanations filled their mouths, and there was not a word of affirmation.
And if you still want to believe that they will help you, you don't know when.
Jack's heart became colder and colder, this force was too strong, even the stronghold of the Blood Blade had penetrated, and the water in Oxford City was really deep!
Since they came to Oxford, they have been spotted and watched, and their current every move is probably in the eyes of others, as if they are acting.
He shook his head with a wry smile, but Jack's expression became fierce, this kind of difficulty could not make him succumb.
With a sigh of relief in his heart, Jack regained his confident expression, and his whole body was refreshed.
Walking through the streets of Oxford, Jack rarely relaxed for a while, ready to take a closer look at the beauty of Oxford, and after a few glances, he could only shake his head and choose to give up.
Oxford, like any other city in England, is a small city with a population of several thousand, and all kinds of garbage and filth are all over the streets, squeezing the already modest streets even more narrowly, which makes him erase his appreciation for the neatness of London.
When he was a little anxious, a group of people also began to tremble.
On the outskirts of Oxford, in a grand mansion that covers two hundred acres, is full of flowers and expensive trees, and the eaves, doors and windows are beautifully carved.
Once inside, the house is full of gold and artwork and gold ornaments, and it can be said that this residence is even more gorgeous than Edward's royal palace.
This is Parker of Oxfordshire. Sir Matthew's Delphi Palace, which Sir Matthew spent a lot of money to build, is a testament to the wealth of the Matthew family.
Unlike China, Western kings did not require private residences and other buildings, so as long as you have the money, you can build a palace that is even more ornate than the royal palace, and even the name can be arbitrary, and the king does not care.
From this aspect, we can see the degree of decline of Western royal power, which is not the same as that of Chinese emperors, and there are strict regulations on clothing, food, housing and transportation.
Privately built splendid palaces are often taken by kings or bought, after all, this is the most convenient, and there is no need to wait that long.
For example, the Hampton Palace on the banks of the River Thames, which is said to be comparable to the Palace of Versailles in France, was taken by Henry VIII from a bishop named Woody. Of course, it's a prison, and any charge of blasphemy against the king can make them give it willingly.
In the locality, it is much safer, at least His Majesty does not have an intuitive understanding, so that thanks to the great wealth of the Age of Discovery, a number of exquisite castles and residences have sprung up in various parts of the Tudor period.