Duke Edward accepted the Earl's gaze in full, and when he was gone, he continued his conversation as if he hadn't seen it.

"The Earl of Warwick went back first because he was unwell! Let's take a look at it......"

Looking at the Duke of Edward, who was talking eloquently, the Earl of Wellington below couldn't help but think of the conversation between the two last night.

Living room, two chairs, a table, and two cups of hot green tea on the table.

Duke Edward and the Earl of Wellington sat face to face, and the Duke had already explained the stakes to him, but he was still reluctant to allow his only heir to participate in the war, and if there was something long, they would be removed from the Earl of Wellington.

Seeing that the Earl of Wellington was still so hesitant, Duke Edward's mind suddenly remembered a good idea.

"Dear Sir Count, I wonder if you have any intention of becoming a general?"

"What does that mean! My Lord Duke! "The Earl of Wellington couldn't figure out how he was involved in his nephew's business.

"You're a general, and your nephew is just a small company commander, isn't his actions under your control?" Edward could only point out his thoughts and make the Earl of Wellington more clear.

"That's fine, but I've never commanded an army, will the ministers agree?" The Earl thought for a moment, and felt that he could not only keep his nephew, but also make meritorious deeds, where could he find such a good thing!

"I'm familiar with Scotland, you just have to listen to me!" Duke Edward said with a look of confidence on his face.

In fact, as a nobleman who has been handed down for hundreds of years, the Earl has never eaten pork, and has he never seen a pig run?

The Earl still believes in the strength of the Duke of Somerset, and he did not come up by nepotism as rumored outside.

The Duke was Lord Chancellor of the Admiralty in 1542 and led an army into Scotland in 1544 and plundered Edinburgh (1544). In 1545 he fought against the French at Boulogne and achieved another brilliant victory.

The day passed quickly, and the Duke of Edward celebrated with a group of supporters in his mansion, and the young and beautiful maids circulated among the nobles with fine wine, and the Duke's palace became a sea of joy.

And the Warwick Earl's Court, the Earl was communicating with his close friends, and from time to time his group of interests came from the voice of cursing Duke Edward.

The maids who passed by hurried away, for fear of getting into some trouble, after all, for these little people, they didn't care if they died.

"I say! I can't trust Edward's son of a low-ranking nobleman anymore, a guy covered in dirt can't be trusted! ”

The Marquis of Dorset on the side said indignantly that for him, a hereditary nobleman, he looked down on Edward who relied on nepotism the most. Seymour, so the first one made a sound.

"My Lord Marquis, I can't say that, from the point of view of this incident with Duke Seymour, we are not without gains, at least it can show that he and we have completely broken up, and we will be enemies in the future!"

Bangor. Sir Edmund made a serious analysis on the sidelines, and said something very reasonable.

Lord Bengor nodded his head in agreement with Sir Bangor's words, and then nodded for him to continue.

"Although Duke Seymour has put us on a show, we can make clever use of it!"

"Isn't the Earl in charge of logistics! We can give most of the procurement to the local nobles, so that although the Earl has no military achievements, he can still befriend the nobles! ”

Sir Bangor was encouraged, and could not help but have the audacity to continue, with the temperament of a strategist.

Hearing Sir Bangor's words, the Marquis of Dorset, who had a disdainful expression on his face, suddenly became wonderful and very happy.

"That's right! Right! Right! Sir Bangor was right! "For the Marquis of Dorset, wallgrass is a good word, and it is the foundation of his family's long-term success.

"My Earl, Sir Bangor is right, exactly what I thought!"

"That's it! So be it! Go back first! When the Earl heard this, although his face was still the same serious expression, he already had an idea in his heart.

"Finally——, Sir Bangor stays!" The Earl thought about it for a moment, and finally chose to leave Sir Bangor behind, which drew a series of surprised voices from everyone present. Apparently, Sir Bengo had spoken to the Earl's heart.

It was an unusual night, no one knew what the Earl of Warwick had said to Sir Bangor.

The next day, the Privy Council of England sent a government notice to Edinburgh in the north.

"Dear Mary. Morality. Your Majesty Queen Mother Guise, in view of the provisions of the Treaty of Greenwich signed between the late King and your country, please let Her Majesty Queen Mary I of your country move to England and enter into the palace of marriage with Her Majesty Edward, and I now ask you to send Your Majesty the Queen to England, and we will give your two Majesties an engagement ceremony! You are also cordially invited to England for the engagement ceremony......"

The middle-aged female official read aloud letters from London, and from time to time looked at Her Majesty the Queen Mother, who was recuperating with her eyes closed.

After listening to this letter from England, Her Majesty the Queen Mother stretched her waist, revealing an alluring curve, coupled with the fact that she was in her twenties, and was a ripe peach.

From the surname, it can be seen that Her Majesty the Queen Mother is a nobleman from Germany, with a resolute and courageous character.

Edward's marriage to Queen Mary began in 1544. Under the arrangement of King Henry VIII, England and the Soviet Union signed the Treaty of Greenwich in 1543, stipulating that Mary would marry Prince Edward of England, also known as Edward VI, and that England and Scotland would form an alliance. If the two have no descendants, the union will naturally dissolve. But the Church of Scotland refused to ratify the treaty.

In this war in history, after the Duke of Somerset defeated the Scottish army, he searched all over Edinburgh but did not find Queen Mary, which made the Duke return with hatred.

At the time, the 5-year-old Queen Mary was hidden by the Queen Mother in the vault of the Château de Stirling, and then hastily taken to France, where she was engaged to the 3-year-old French Dauphin François.

For more than a decade, Marie de Guise, Queen Mother of Scots, ruled Scotland like a French province with the aid of a French army.

Catholics in Scotland embraced French rule, while Protestants gradually adopted a pro-British stance – and many Scottish aristocrats had the opportunity to observe how Protestantism in England benefited the aristocracy, so they joined Protestantism.