It's been a month since Edward's coronation, and Edward has begun to handle government affairs.

1547, March 25, weather ??? Everyone knows the weather in the UK, it is sunny in the morning and rainy at noon.

When you meet the Chinese, you first ask if you have eaten, and the British ask each other what the weather is like, because of the characteristics of the island country, even if the place is small, but because of the terrain, the weather in the UK is different.

Regardless of the weather, Edward has to deal with government affairs on this day anyway.

At Whitehall House in Windsor Castle, Edward sat on the throne and listened to the proceedings of the 16 Regents.

I saw Edward's uncle, Edward. Seymour, dressed in a black tuxedo, looked sexy with two beards, sharp cheeks, and a cane in one hand, looking at many ministers with sharp eyes.

"I propose to decide first the question of the leader between us, everyone knows that a flock without a head sheep cannot be raised!" Sir Edward glared at the many ministers.

And everyone knows that among the entire regents, there is only John, Earl of Warwick. Dudley was able to compete with Sir Edward, and both had the support of six votes, so all eyes turned to the Earl of Warwick.

John. Dudley was prefect of the British-occupied French Calais in 1538, Chancellor of the Navy in 1542, took part in the invasion of Scotland in 1544, captured the French city of Boulogne, made Earl of Warwick in 1546, and became a member of the Regency Council in 1547.

The Earl of Warwick was a burly man, with a beard on his cheeks, two thick eyebrows hanging straight over his eyes, and his dark green eyes were particularly sharp.

Because of the perennial march, he sits in a straight posture and his hands are covered with thick calluses.

The Earl was stared at by everyone without the slightest hint of urgency, slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip gently, and then said unhurriedly: "Sir Seymour is right, we are going to adjudicate!" The Earl accentuated the pronunciation of jazz.

"Yes! Yes! It's time to make a decision! Hearing that the two bigwigs agreed, how could the little brothers disagree, and there was a voice of secondment from below.

"So, let's vote! What do you think? Your Excellency the Archbishop of Canterbury! Sir Edward suddenly asked, Thomas who had been pretending to be transparent. His Excellency Bishop Cranmer.

"Ahem! I'm going with the crowd! Bishop Thomas coughed, uttered a phrase that went with the flow, and then fell silent.

"So! What do you think? Your Majesty! Sir Seymour asked about Edward again.

Edward made such a long clay sculpture of the Bodhisattva, and finally had the right to speak.

Edward suddenly had a feeling of being valued in his heart, and suddenly there was an urge to be a dog, damn it! You decided to ask me, I really want to be stamped!

However, now Edward is indeed sealed, without a trace of rights, because Edward, as a ten-year-old child, does not have a trace of majesty in front of this group of uncles.

A king without majesty, so that the ministers do not have the slightest fear, naturally have no right to speak.

Moreover, it is clear that Henry VIII specially explained that all ministers, regardless of size, are just to check and balance your threat to the royal power, and now turn around and forget about it.

Edward hated it to death, but he had to make a happy and agreeing face, not to mention how awkward it was.

"Yes! Uncle! Edward's voice was still so tender and loud.

"So, let's vote!" Sir Seymour announced the opening of voting.

"I think Sir Seymour is well suited to lead us in state affairs, and as His Majesty's uncle, he can better understand the will!" Shortly after it began, a chubby minister spoke out in support of Seymour.

"I don't think so, I think the Earl of Warwick is suitable, and everyone knows his exploits!" The other thin man struck at Mai Mang.

With the quarrel between the two, the whole conference hall became as lively as a vegetable market.

As time passed, gradually there were six votes on both sides, three abstentions, and only Archbishop Thomas did not speak.

Immediately, all eyes were on the old bishop, and the bishop did not move.

As time passed, and everyone looked a little impatient, they only heard the archbishop say, "I think Sir Seymour is more suitable!" ”

No one thought that Archbishop Thomas would choose Sir Seymour, everyone knew that the Bishop had always had a good relationship with the Earl of Warwick, who was keen on fierce reform, and despised Sir Seymour, who climbed his sister's skirt to ascend to the throne.

Bishop Thomas's choice not only shocked the many passers-by and ministers, but also caused the Earl of Warwick, who was drinking tea, to accidentally break the teacup.

The Earl had never expected his old friend to play with this hand, which made his usually moody face full of shock.

"Lord Earl! This is a precious tea vessel shipped from China in the Far East, and you will have to pay for it! Edward's voice sounded at the right time, relieving the Count's shock, and then turning into the same poker face again.

"Your Majesty, I will send you two sets of oriental porcelain later!" The Earl immediately returned the favor by sending two sets of porcelain, which comforted Edward's young heart.

"Huh! If it weren't for the fear that your loss would be too ugly, causing the Seymour family to dominate, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to you! Edward sneered inwardly.

Sir Seymour, on the other hand, sat with a serious expression and listened to the archbishop's words, without the slightest change in his face. This performance gives you perfect marks, Sir Seymour, the future Oscar for Best Actor is waiting for you.

The ensuing meeting was a bit boring, almost Edward. Seymour's word is gone.

So, Sir Seymour passed the Council and proclaimed himself Duke of Somerset, which was almost the fastest way to approve the appointment. It seems that Edward. Sir Seymour cares a lot about the title!

Edward. Seymour, whose sister Jane Seymour married King Henry VIII in 1536, was favored and rose to prominence. In 1542 he was Minister of the Admiralty. In 1544, he led an army into Scotland and plundered Edinburgh (1544). In 1545 he fought against the French at Boulogne and achieved another brilliant victory. After the death of Henry VIII (1547), he was appointed regent of Edward VI and soon made him duke, and he was actually acting king for two and a half years.

The Regency Council came to an end with the Duke of Seymour's triumph, the Earl of Warwick's frustration, and Edward's depression.

No one noticed that His Majesty the new King of England visited the Archbishop of Canterbury late at night.