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Although he didn't know what the Privy Council President really meant, Edward didn't care, anyway, he was the king and was afraid of a yarn.

What is a king, the king of a country, is there any problem with having a woman as a secretary? Although it is a bit of a loss of face.

July 6, 1555.

Early in the morning, the rain continued to invade the whole city of London, the inns were green, the streets were washed, and the sparse pedestrians were dodging in all directions, and they were drenched to the end.

The drizzle became heavier and heavier, and gradually, layers of mist rose over the Thames, and the city of London was shrouded in gray-white mist, and passers-by did not know each other.

The rich man's fireplace was turned on at this time, and the flames rose up, slowly drying the originally wet floor and walls of the room.

The family was reunited in the room, their faces were red, and the smile on their faces was exceptionally refreshing.

And those poor people can only stay in bed shivering, praying in their hearts for God's blessing, pretending that the thin quilt on their body is a thick quilt to warm their cold limbs.

Luckily for them, the helpless beggars came around the church trembling and begging to be taken in.

This is also the time when the church buys people's hearts, and in general, the amiable priest will open a small door for the poor beggars to come and rest in the wood-based room.

If you meet a kind priest, they will also be allowed to light a few sticks of wood to keep them warm.

Of course, all the churches in London have passed from the hands of the Catholic Church to the hands of the Anglicans.

Continuing the tradition of the past, London's churches continue to carry on this tradition, opening their doors to accommodate the homeless when it rains.

Greyface is such a homeless person, who can also be called an outcast.

Because of malnutrition and the fact that he is disgraced all day long, hence the name.

He has been used to calling it since he was a child, and he has completely accepted the title of gray face.

Unlike other displaced people who went bankrupt because of land enclosure and inflation.

He grew up in London since he was a child, and he grew up eating hundreds of meals, so to speak, he grew up in his twenties, and it is not an exaggeration to say God forbid.

In previous years, London and other cities carried out clean-up activities to bring these able-bodied people to Ireland to contribute to England.

Greyface was naturally reluctant to go to the so-called Ireland and be in the company of that group of savages.

London has been doing well in recent years, begging for more money and bread, and less and less time to go hungry every month, which makes him attached to the comfortable environment of London.

Where would he go to the desolate Ireland and contribute to the so-called kingdom and His Majesty the King.

"Damn, it's raining again!" Grayface wiped the rain from his forehead and neck with his hands, feeling that his clothes were already wet, and they fit tightly against his body, revealing his thin body.

"Boss, hold on a little longer, the church is almost here!"

The little brother on the side ran briskly with his head down, and when he heard his boss's complaint, he couldn't help but say aloud.

"Can I not know myself? I grew up here! ”

Gray Face said angrily as he ran.

After a while, the group of six came to a small church.

Unlike cathedrals like Westminster Palace, this one is just one of London's small churches, with a small footprint and not many people.

Only a handful of five priests stayed here to spread the glory of the Lord.

The reason why they came here is because the priest here, no, the priest should be kind-hearted, not only allows them to rest, but also gives them some bread from time to time to feed their hunger, and is the only place where they feel warm.

The reason why Greyface came here, and not to those cathedrals, is because the bishops here are different.

When they arrived, the side door of the church had been opened, and the six of them walked in without hesitation, not caring about their wet bodies.

"I say, Gray Face, why did you come so late today, like you're going to take a shower!"

"Tell me, did you go to the big bathhouse to take a bath? I really envy it! ”

As soon as he entered the firewood room, Gray Face heard a teasing sound that was neither yin nor yang, and when he looked up, he saw a chubby young man with a playful expression on his face, and the others also opened their mouths and laughed.

said that he was fat, but in fact, he was just relative to other people, but he only had some meat on his face, and the rest of his body was still the same as him, shriveled and shriveled, like ribs.

His face is big, because of his good background, he has eaten good food for more than ten years, and he has been wandering for a total of three or four years.

From a young master, to a beggar living on the streets, not only did his identity fall to the bottom, but even his figure disappeared.

However, the face and the flesh on it still maintain half the original scale, and I don't know how many hungry and cold nights I have helped him survive over the years.

But it's still half the size it used to be, and it's still very large compared to others.

"Big round face, do you want to be beaten, grandpa has given you a good face these days, right?"

As soon as Gray Face saw him, he immediately became angry and scolded head-on.

"You, you scoundrel, I didn't have enough to eat today, otherwise I'll beat you to death!"

The big round face glanced at the three or four people beside him, where was the opponent of the six gray-faced people, he could only roar outside and inside, and then took care of himself and started a fire.

"Humph! I thought it would be great to have a few boats in my family, but now you are not the same person you used to be, loser! ”

There was a look of disdain on the gray face, and he said lightly, the voice was not big or small, and it just reached the ears of the round face on the side.

"You-" Hearing this, Roundface's face turned hideous, and he couldn't hold back any longer, and immediately stood up, waving his fist and walking towards Grayface, ready to fight.

Seeing this, Gray Face sneered, clenched his hands into fists, and raised his right hand to meet him.

"Stop—" Just as the two were about to hit each other, a hoarse voice came from the side.

When the two of them heard this, they immediately stopped and stayed where they were.

On the side, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy stood at the door, wearing a vestment, and it was obvious that he was a young priest.

"There shall be no fight in the church, and there shall be no tarnishing of the glory of our Lord in the church, and the next time you see it, you will not come!"

The basket of black bread in the little priest's hand widened his eyes and said fiercely.

When he saw that their hearts were weak, he shrank back, and he divided the bread one by one.

Brown bread, the size of a palm, unlike the store's bakery, does not have so many stones and sawdust in this bread, so that the stomach is half full.

The church is remote, and the gray-faced and round-faced groups are subconsciously blinded to the news, so they can share this holy place.

A dozen people silently divided the bread, eating it in small bites, and the little priest also left.

At this time, outside the courtyard wall, there was a sudden sound of powerful footsteps.