My British Empire

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Hot water was poured on the wooden floor, and when it came into contact with the wet floor, bursts of water vapor instantly evaporated, covering the entire spacious hall in white, and the hairs of the whole body relaxed.

Compared with the humid and slightly cold temperature outside, it is comfortable here, which makes people unconsciously let go of their minds.

More than a dozen young maids were wearing short jackets, revealing their white and tender arms and thighs. The short jackets were moist with moisture in the air, and they were tightly fitted.

In the water mist, the youthful maid smiled at Yan Yan, disregarding her own happiness, but step by step scooped out spoonfuls of hot water from the hot water bucket beside her, poured it evenly on the floor, and filled the room. The water vapor that gradually dissipates inside adds strength.

In the steamy room, there are three large bathtubs. Inside the bathtubs, three noblemen in their thirties are lying naked in the bathtubs. Two pretty white and tender maids are kneeling beside them. Just like any other maid.

In the past, the three nobles lying in the bathtub would have already started the action meeting.

But now, the three of them frowned, and there was no desire at all in their hearts. Obviously, their hearts were full of haze at this time.

Baron Burnley, a baron of Herefordshire, has long flaxen hair. Compared with other nobles, he looks extraordinarily quiet.

The Earl of Chester in Cheshire was a young man with an immature face, he looked a little confused, or rather he had no opinion and followed the crowd.

The remaining one was Baron Barnsley of South Yorkshire. He had long blond hair, an eagle nose, and thin lips. Combined with the gloomy eyes at this time, he was particularly gloomy and frightening.

"I can't go on like this anymore, I'm almost driven crazy by this young king!"

The gloomy Baron Barnsley looked forward and said loudly. After speaking, he turned his eyes to the other two barons with unhappy faces.

"Yes, in the past few years, we have either banned us from enclosing land, or made some local reforms. It's very annoying!"

"In my opinion, he is more troubled than his father. If this continues, I will go crazy!"

The young Baron Chester heard Barnsley's complaint and said in agreement.

"What's more important is, what kind of exams are there to be an official? When will those commoners be qualified to sit on an equal footing with our blue-blooded nobles, and even speak very aggressively!"

As soon as Baron Chester mentioned this, he immediately became interested, and his whole body seemed to be inflated. His skin, which had been soaked and flushed, became even more rosy now, and the veins on his neck twitched.

"You said, it is a small mayor who dared to knock on the door of my house, and even sarcastically satirized me, saying to me: Your Excellency, as a nobleman, you should pay attention to the dignity of the nobleman, and you should not do something that violates the nobleman's dignity." A matter of honor!!"

Thinking of this, Baron Chester's eyes became sharper.

"You say, I just whipped a few ordinary people who spoke rudely in front of me? As a nobleman, this is my right!"

As he spoke, Baron Chester became resentful.

On the side, Baron Burnley, who was listening quietly with his eyes closed and ears pricked up, slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Baron Chester, with inexplicable emotions flashing in his eyes.

"My baron, don't complain anymore, don't you know? These common people, we have no right to whip the whip anymore, otherwise, the local court will summon us and give us a big embarrassment!"

Baron Barnsley at the side heard the words, and the haze in his eyes lessened a lot. Sure enough, with a sympathetic person, the scars in his heart were much less.

"The local court is nothing, at most it will embarrass you. If you are completely targeted by the hounds of the star room court, then you will eat something!"

Baron Barnsley sneered and comforted him, but when he mentioned the Star Chamber court, Baron Chester immediately fell silent.

The three people in the bathroom immediately felt a chill, a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

If the Star Chamber Court is a judicial institution, the Palace Intelligence Office is a vicious dog, using its own nose to sniff out all kinds of deeds of those nobles and officials, it is simply unbearable.

According to rough statistics, in the past few years, because of the Palace Intelligence Department, the number of nobles who have been arrested into the Star Room Court has reached 12, of which two were revoked their titles, and the rest have paid large sums of fines.

And you must know that after the death of Henry VIII, there were only fifty-one hereditary nobles in England, and this number was already terrifying.

Countless officials were arrested in the Star Room Court, and then the whole family was immigrated to Ireland together.

It can be said that the entire English aristocrats are extremely uncomfortable with this situation of being constantly monitored. and fear.

"Baron Barnsley, do you think it will be counterproductive if we do this?"

"You know, this young king has a very stubborn personality, and he can't play cards according to common sense!"

Baron Burnley, who listened with pricked ears, couldn't help but whispered.

"It's all right, Monsieur Baron, let's not be so timid!"

"Send a letter of petition to let His Majesty the King understand our situation and dissatisfaction.

Those high-ranking nobles cherished their feathers one by one, for fear of provoking His Majesty's dissatisfaction!

Hehe, His Majesty the King is not so strict with us! ! "

Speaking of sternness, Baron Barnsley emphasized his tone and gritted his teeth.

How can I be happy in my heart when I am half-forced to do things.

Holding up a handful of water with both hands, gently blowing a layer of ripples, and then spreading the hands, the water fell into the tub again.

Baron Barnsley's words left the two speechless. After being served by the maid, they put on their clothes and walked out of the bathroom.

The three chatted from time to time, and with the passage of time, the three of them finally calmed down about making guns, and felt a lot more comfortable.

At this time, the butler ran over, with a little sweat on his forehead because of the trot.

"Master, Your Excellency the two barons, the Palace Secretariat has sent an invitation, His Majesty the King wants to see you!"

Seeing the three of them, the housekeeper bent over and spoke word by word, enunciating clearly.

"What? His Majesty wants to see us?"

The three of them said suddenly without a trace of joy in their voices.