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The thick love letter in front of him made Edward have to think.

I remember that such a large-scale coercion of the king has never been tempted since the establishment of the Tudor dynasty, and the abrupt appearance in front of his eyes is very doubtful!

Edward stood up and looked at the love letter in front of him sentence by sentence, especially the signature column behind it, which was close to more than two hundred people.

There were knights, knights, gentlemen, squires, and even the well-owned Yomanon, covering a wide area.

Of course, if you think about it, there is not a single real nobleman among them.

Don't think that the knights and knights are nobles, this is just a reserve nobleman, and it can only be compared with commoners, compared with real nobles, it is not worth mentioning.

The real aristocracy, revered as a lord, was only fifty in the whole of England.

They were hereditary nobles, with their own lands and slaves, and even His Majesty the King could do nothing about them without committing anything significant.

And from these nobles who have been handed down for hundreds of years, which one is not extremely shrewd, and the aftermath of the War of the Roses has not yet recovered their vitality, how can this kind of embarrassing thing for the king end up in person?

Therefore, Edward estimated that these nobles must be hiding behind the scenes, being a hidden operator.

"It seems that my series of actions in the past few years have made me afraid of them, which is an indirect expression of dissatisfaction with me!"

The corners of Edward's mouth twitched, and after thinking for a while, he understood that this was the nobles pouring out their dissatisfaction with him.

"However, dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, my bathing campaign must be launched, I am the ruler of England, you can be dissatisfied, but you cannot resist!"

Edward muttered softly at the corners of his mouth, his eyes looked out the window, busy pedestrians walking briskly on their legs, and the middle class with a small amount of money leisurely strolling.

Whitehall House was where His Majesty the King lived, and there were no shops or residences, so Edward could only see all kinds of pedestrians.

Even so, Edward could still see from pedestrians how much London and England had changed compared to five years ago.

I remember five years ago, when London was undergoing a major renovation and the roads were clean and tidy, the ordinary people on the road had bitter faces and confused eyes.

But now, the Iberian Peninsula, and the entire Mediterranean trade route, has allowed England's economy to take off.

Although ordinary people can't get too much benefit, the leaked dividends still make them benefit a lot.

A large number of factories lined the banks of the Thames, and the huge demand for workers made the vagabonds all over England empty in an instant, and even the capitalists began to lobby for the open enclosure movement in order to seek a large number of workers.

After they couldn't get it, they turned to it and began to recruit slaves, and black slaves from Eastern Europe, Ireland, and even Africa made these profit-hungry factory owners think of it.

Edward was satisfied with this move to indirectly increase the population of England and promote economic development.

But how could the capitalists, whose resource was still important in the sixteenth century, have just been taken away from the aristocracy?

Therefore, in order to promote the normal development of commerce, and also to strengthen the national power of England, our Majesty the King officially declares:

All slaves, from the moment they landed on English soil, had only three years to obtain permanent residence and English citizenship.

After that, the rights were the same as those of the average Englishman, except for the right to vote, and five percent more taxes.

Of course, it only applies to the continent of Europa, as well as to the white race, as well as to Christians.

Those blacks, as well as ***, are not in the picture.

In this way, the capitalists only have three years of ownership of those who are sold.

After that, it will be released.

Despite this, three years of free labor still made factory owners flock to it.

For three years, they still made a lot of money, and then they signed a long-term contract by fraud, even if they had to pay wages, but when the supply of workers in England was in short supply, the continuous operation of the factory still had great benefits.

Edward, on the other hand, could get a huge population, pay taxes, serve in the military, and get the impetus to take off England's economy.

Don't underestimate the population resources, the Netherlands, this sea coachman, because the population is not enough, even the sailors who drive the ship can't be gathered, and finally changed to do finance. Although there is an element of British repression.

The thought of the Empire that never sets on the sun is online ahead of schedule, and Edward's heart is extremely comfortable.

At this time, England was on the periphery of Europe, and its status was too low.

Thinking of the kings of the European countries prostrate in front of them, and playing with their queens unscrupulously, their expressions of daring to be angry and unspeakable are simply refreshing.

Thinking about it, Edward's mouth opened wide unconsciously, and his saliva couldn't stop brewing.

"Oooo

"Come in—"

"Your Majesty, Your Excellency Speaker Alexander has arrived!"

As a secretary, Laura reported truthfully, without a trace of fluctuation in her tone.

"Let him in!"

"Yes—"

"Your servant, Faris. Alexander, have seen your majesty! ”

His Excellency seemed to be in some spirits, and greeted Edward in a loud tone.

In this regard, Edward smiled in his heart, he didn't understand that His Excellency the Speaker was still reluctant to give up the position under his buttocks.

However, five years is long enough, and a long period of high office in England, like the current bureaucratic rule in England, is a threat to the royal power.

"Dear sir, please sit down, I have an important matter to discuss with you this time!"

Edward sat upright, his face full of seriousness, which made His Excellency the Speaker, who had always liked his laziness, unconsciously solemn.

"You know this love letter!"

Edward pointed to the love letter on the desk and said.

"Of course, this is still handed over to you by my own hands!"

His Excellency the Speaker looked at the King with some confusion on his face.

"What do you see from that?" Edward continued.

"This ......," said Farris, hesitantly glancing at the letter and then at His Majesty the King.

"It's okay, keep talking!"

"It seems that the nobles are a little dissatisfied with the central government!"

As she spoke, Faris winced and glanced at the young king and whispered.

Edward, of course, knew that the center was just a front, and in fact it was himself.

This discontent needs to be resolved, and the poor nobles need the care of His Majesty the King.