It is said that when Grenville left, the whole Windsor Manor was quiet again, and everyone in the manor was busy happily.

And our princess Elizabeth looked particularly listless in this early summer season, and saw that she sat at the foot of a large tree root without the slightest ladylike manner, her long white-green dress dragged on the dirt, her legs bent, her arms resting on her knees, her beautiful head resting diagonally on her elbows, and her eyes staring blankly at the sky, in a daze.

Cute eyes, tender and delicate nose, white and red ears, plus buds that are beginning to take shape, and a pair of small long legs with just the right thickness, a cute Lori, if the group of animal netizens in the 21st century see it, they must not be tortured to death!

No, it can't go on like this, isn't a girl just in her youth? It should be lively, otherwise it will easily affect the development! Bah! It should affect your health! Edward noticed Elizabeth's low mood and couldn't help but worry about her.

As a younger brother, he felt obligated to make Elizabeth happy.

But what to use to make Elizabeth happy? This question is very worth thinking about for Edward, without his talent for comedy and without humor cells, otherwise he would not have gone to college and didn't have a girlfriend.

Hey! Didn't you say that the Renaissance was popular at this time! It is recorded in the history books that there was a buddy who could write poetry and became one of the three masters of the Renaissance, which shows that poetry was still very popular with all social strata at that time, especially a noble lady like Elizabeth, who had not yet been exposed to society, would definitely like poetry.

Thinking of such a clever trick at once, Edward couldn't help but praise himself in his heart, but what kind of poem did he read aloud? Ancient Chinese poems are not suitable, and modern poems don't remember a few, what should I do?

Edward had just solved a problem, and then another problem popped up, and Edward's head was big!

Hey! Isn't poetry poetry a combination of poetry and song? Poetry is not separated! If you really can't do it, let's have a song, then I'll have too much!

"Time, time, quietly passed, leaving a touching secret, how sweet! How beautiful! Infinite joy in my heart! ......" Edward crept up to Elizabeth and read aloud as if he hadn't seen her.

Of course, you can't just copy everything, you have to learn from it, revise it, and then it becomes Edward's original!

What the? Plagiarize? No! No! No! How can the things of the reader be called plagiarism? We call this borrowing.

"Huh! How can anyone next to me read poetry? Who doesn't want to live and dare to disturb me! A question arose in Elizabeth's mind, and Elizabeth had prepared a hundred ways to torture him for such disturbing behavior.

Ever since Princess Elizabeth has grown more and more beautiful, countless suitors have come to pay their respects every day, and Her Royal Highness has tried every means to torment them in order to get rid of these nasty henchmen.

For example, digging a hole in the path they follow, placing a snake with a tooth on the top of their head, and all kinds of tricks to make them retreat. This method proved to be effective, and in less than half a year, all the noble boys who were dedicated to their work were gone, and Elizabeth was playing freely alone.

However, the consequences of this are also obvious, as legends of Princess Elizabeth's brutality and willfulness are spread throughout England, and the fathers of the teenagers often complain to Henry VIII, even after Edward's intercession, Elizabeth is still inevitably punished by imprisonment. And also more strictly customize the rules for her.

Elizabeth was just about to teach this guy a lesson, when she suddenly felt that it was the voice of her brother Edward. So, she sat upright and listened attentively to Edward's recitation.

Gradually, Princess Elizabeth felt that the poems read aloud by Edward embellished a lot of words, and the poems were particularly beautiful and beautiful, compared to the current poems, it was simply the difference between adults and babies.

By the time Edward finished reading the poem, the title of which he had forgotten, Her Royal Highness Princess Elizabeth was completely absorbed in the poem, and her expression was full of enjoyment.

Seeing Elizabeth being conquered by her talent, Edward's heart swelled with pride, not to compare knowledge with the time-traveler.

Seeing Elizabeth's confused expression change, Edward silently walked away, wanting to give her some time to relax.

Edward can say with certainty that this invisible process of pretending did not disgrace the traverser and did not disgrace the Chinese people.

Edward went to the wheat field again and watched the serf women fertilize rye and barley, while the young and sturdy serfs shuttled back and forth between the fields and the latrines, carrying the manure for the women to water with a flat pole made under Edward's direction.

At first, the serfs came up with a non-cooperation movement to resist this policy, but under the double blow of Howard's steward's horsewhip, the serfs succumbed.

Edward, in order not to discourage the serfs, announced that the rye harvested this season would only be sold, giving them the old grain of the previous year. Hence the scene that Edward saw was busy farming.

Edward was so satisfied that his orders were carried out, and he felt a sense of accomplishment in commanding a small estate, so what would it be like to command a nation? Edward couldn't help but think about it. The desire to seize power in two years has intensified.

"Your Majesty! Your vassals know you're playing in the manor, and nearby vassals are hurrying to meet you! Butler Howard interrupted Edward's thoughts, and blocked Edward's profanity with an explanation that had reached his throat.

The reason for this is very strong. Because in the Middle Ages, the number of vassals determines the amount of your strength, and how to deal with the relationship between vassals and themselves is also a compulsory course for medieval lords.

Even in England, the power of the royal family was already very large, and there was no need for the support of vassals to strengthen the royal power, but only they were worthy of the trust of the Tudor royal family. Ordinary nobles are not truly trusted by the royal family.

To deal with the ordinary nobles, the king needs a very complicated procedure to plan, and to deal with the vassals only needs a reasonable reason to go, and can confiscate their land and fiefdoms, so that they can survive and die.

So Edward went back to his room, and asked Lucy to change into a gorgeous outfit for herself, and to meet them in ordinary clothes, which could not give them the impression that the king valued them very much.

Edward, led by Howard's butler, came to the outside of the parlor, and the butler took the first step to act, stood at the door, and shouted inside:

"By God's grace, King of England, France, and Ireland, Lord of Wales, Guardian of the Faith, Head of the Church of England and Ireland, His Majesty Edward VI has arrived!"