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"Alas! Yes, how can we make an appointment with him here without doing something for the big man first? ”

Old Cromwell sighed helplessly, the wrinkles on his face looked deeper, shook his head, and turned to look at his somewhat confused son.

"His Majesty the King is only just in power, and almost all the power is in the hands of those ministers, don't look at him a few days ago, in fact, he is all supported by those ministers!"

Old Cromwell looked at his son, and didn't want to tell him, but after thinking about it, he was very old, and he should know some things.

"What do you think, a twelve-year-old child, what does he know, I'm afraid he doesn't even know how many counties there are in England, how can he convince those ministers who have been in power for more than two years?"

"And when he really has the power, he will have to wait until he gets married, so the most powerful Earl of Warwick is now."

"Earl Warwick? Hasn't he been in obscurity? Have you heard that you have been reading the Bible at home? ”

Hearing his father say this, even though he was ready, Cromwell Jr. was still taken aback.

His Majesty, who originally looked infinitely beautiful, was being played with by the minister at this time, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Seeing that his son was still immature, old Cromwell felt a bitter taste in his heart.

blamed himself for spoiling his only son too much, and spent a lot of money to send him to Cambridge University, hoping that he could learn some knowledge.

What he didn't expect was that after a few years of study, his son became a devout Protestant and had always been resistant to business.

At this time, all universities in continental Europe were run by churches, and theology was the main content of the university curriculum, so Cromwell Jr. could believe in Protestantism.

After several years of teaching, he slowly accepted the fact of doing business, but he was completely blind to politics and did not understand anything at all.

How can a businessman who doesn't care about politics last long? The psychology of hating iron does not become steel, and the old Cromwell only deeply realized it at this moment.

Taking a breath, Cromwell Sr. sorted out his mood before speaking slowly.

"The Earl of Warwick was able to resist the former Duke of Edward for two years, what do you think of his power?"

"Now that the little king has just taken over the government, he is in full swing, and he is in Taoguang, hibernating!"

"He's an old fox, a fox who knows how to hide his tail, I have to beg him!"

Hearing this news, which he did not know at all, Cromwell Jr. only felt that politics was as dirty as he expected, and strengthened his determination not to touch politics.

"Then why did you invite him here today?"

"You'll know later, now go out and see if he's here, I'll go sit and rest for a while!"

Old Cromwell glanced sideways at his son, leaned on his crutches, and walked slowly towards his seat, not forgetting to give instructions before leaving.

Looking at his father's slow-moving back, he could only shake his head and walk out of the warm wooden house with his deerskin boots.

Walking on the creaking wooden staircase, little Cromwell moved swiftly to the way in front of the hut.

At this time, there were two young guards on the side of the road, who were quietly waiting, staring and staring, always keeping an eye on the carriage walking on the road.

Stamped his feet, warmed his feet, he felt that the road under his feet was quite hard, and he was a little panicked.

In such an area where the middle class lived, most of the local managers would do their best to make arrangements.

After all, this place is very close to London, and there may be a family that is close to the powerful ministers of London, and will decide on their own career with a casual word.

Little Cromwell feels that this place is good, the transportation is convenient, and the living environment is very comfortable, and arranging his cute little sweetheart to come here will definitely make her like it.

Little Cromwell couldn't help but think of his lovely little sweetheart at this time, especially her cute little dimples, which really got drunk just looking at it.

"Young master, young master, a carriage is coming straight over!"

Just as Cromwell Jr. was about to think about it, the family guard on the side patted his arm and reminded.

"Oh yes, I'll take a look!" As he spoke, little Cromwell reacted quickly, turned his neck, and saw an ordinary black carriage driving this way.

Cromwell Jr. thought that nine times out of ten it was the Earl of Warwick's carriage.

After tidying up his appearance, little Cromwell calmly greeted the carriage that slowly stopped, very graceful.

"Hello, your Excellency Lord Warwick, my father is already waiting for you in the house!"

The Earl of Warwick, who had just lifted the curtain of the car, saw a middle-aged man greet him and salute gracefully.

"You're welcome, Cromwell, I've been friends with your father for many years, so don't be so polite in the future!"

The Earl of Warwick knew at a glance that it was little Cromwell of the Smith family, and he kept smiling and said in a very intimate tone.

"Then, Uncle Dudley, I'll help you down and go to the house to warm up!"

So saying, little Cromwell approached the carriage and helped the Earl of Warwick, who was in his forties, out of the carriage.

Then the two of them opened the door together and came to the warm wooden house.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, old Cromwell, who was sitting and resting, hurriedly got up and greeted him with a cane.

"My Excellency, you are finally here, please take a seat and warm up with a sip of hot tea."

Old Cromwell enthusiastically led the Earl of Warwick to the chair by the fireplace, not forgetting to worry about the Earl's health.

"Huh ——, Smith, don't be so polite with me, we're old friends!"

After taking a sip of hot tea, His Excellency Earl felt his somewhat cold body quickly warm up, and said to old Cromwell with a smile.

"Of course, I have taken care of me all these years, and I have taken care of me in my heart."

Old Cromwell said with a smile on his face, and the wrinkles of old age on his face were all gathered together.

Yes, in the past five years, I have sent you money every year, and of course I have a deep friendship. Cromwell Jr., who was waiting on the side, muttered in his heart.

At this time, the elder Cromwell was talking and laughing with the Earl of Warwick, and seemed to have a very close relationship and a very good relationship.

"My Excellency, my Excellency, we of the Smith family are involved in the expansion of God's glory, and I don't know how?"

Laughing enough, old Cromwell straightened up, put away his smile, and began to discuss business.

"This, it's not easy, you know, now that His Majesty is in charge, I can speak a lot better than before!"

Count Walkley said helplessly, as if he had completely lost his position.

"Lord Earl, others don't believe in your ability, don't I know? Don't tease me anymore! ”

Hearing that his father had a smile on his face, Cromwell Jr. realized that his father actually wanted to open up colonies for England and form a colonial company.

He didn't expect his father to be willing to do such a thankless business, aren't these all ways for those who are too poor to get rich?

And their Smith family is not rich in London, but they are also among the richest in London, so there is no need to do this project with a low investment rate.

And when Cromwell Jr. was puzzled, Cromwell Sr. made new progress with the Earl of Warwick.

"As long as you do this, I grant you the opportunity to go to the New World to carry on the glory of God, or ......"

The Earl dragged a long note, looking at old Cromwell provocatively, and observing his reaction.

"Or allow your caravan to go to the East, to the land of riches."

After seducing old Cromwell, the Earl of Warwick finally uttered something that made his heart beat faster.

"Are you telling the truth? My Earl! Cromwell Sr. asked in disbelief, still digesting the huge and exciting news.

If you have the recognition of the state and become an official member, even if it is nominally, in this Age of Discovery, which is full of pirates, the safety factor of cargo ships is much higher than that of ordinary people.

Although England's navy was much weaker than Denmark, Spain, and Portugal at this time, as a large country with more than fifty sea ships, its deterrent power was still good!

Moreover, only with official recognition, the land you occupy is your own and protected by law.

Otherwise, the land that was so hard to occupy can be easily taken away by others, and there is no reason to do so.

"Of course, it's up to you to get that, my Mr. Smith."

Looking at the somewhat moved old Cromwell, the Earl of Warwick smiled contemptuously in his heart, but on the surface he had a serious expression.

"Alright, I should go too, looking forward to your performance, Mr. Smith!"

"Well, Your Excellency the Earl, I'll see you off!" Looking at the insistence on the face of the Earl of Warwick, old Cromwell knew that he could not be kept.

In this way, Cromwell and his son sent the Earl of Warwick, who had regained his honest expression, to the carriage, and the two stood on the side of the road, watching the carriage that was gradually moving away.

"Father, how did you have the idea of going to the land of those barbarians to do business?"

"Don't you know it's very risky? Business is not bad right now! ”

When the carriage was gone, little Cromwell could no longer bear the doubts in his heart, and asked his father, who was on crutches beside him.

"Don't you know that the greater the risk, the more gold?"

"Alas! If it weren't for you and my family, would I have done it? ”

"I'm leaving a way out for the Smith family!"

The cold night breeze blew on old Cromwell's face, inexplicably giving him a sense of gloom.

"Don't say it, go back, it will be better in the future!"

As early as the time of Henry VII, it was stipulated that whoever had the official authority of England could occupy and conquer the lands inhabited by the pagans and barbarians on the eastern, western, and northern shores of the Pacific (the southern shore was the area of Spanish interest).

Even if it is a country, a county, or a village, as long as he has the ability to occupy and rule that area, he will be officially recognized by England.