My British Empire

"Hey, buddy, do you want to go to the New World? If you go, one pound a month, and a year's settling allowance in advance!"

Andre was dressed in clothes and leather shoes, and sat in a carriage, slowly moving forward in the crowded crowd, holding the freshly baked London Daily in his hand, which still smelled of ink.

But beside his ears, there were different voices, which made him a little puzzled, so he looked up.

I saw a few men in sailor suits holding a man who looked poorer and yelling loudly.

"Dude, our boss is Sir Sabiri, the MP, so you don't need to worry that I'll lie to you!"

The talking sailor was fleshy, his eyes squeezed into a slit, and then vigorously shook the money bag in his hand, making a clanging sound, which was extremely attractive.

"This—" The man who was pulled back had a look of hesitation on his face.

"We have settling allowances. If you stay there for a few years, you can come back with tens of pounds. For you, there is no loss!"

"I need to go home and discuss it!" The man looked at the white and tattered sackcloth on his body, and then at the calluses on his hands, his eyes flashed with light.

When the chubby sailor heard this, more fat accumulated on his face, and his eyes couldn't see it at all this time.

"Very good, buddy, if you are interested, come directly to Felson's Company at Lord's Wharf, the one with two sheepdogs at the door, don't worry, we won't lie to you, there will be a settling fee of twelve pounds, A salary of one pound a month!"

As the blocked road gradually cleared up, the carriage was already moving fast, and Andre could no longer hear the sound clearly.

"Is it so popular to go to America?" Andre muttered to himself, feeling a little dazed for a while.

"Sir, going to the New World to make a fortune is very popular in London. I heard that if you go there for a few years, you can live the life of a nobleman. You will have gold, land, everything!"

Like the chauffeurs of the Celestial Dynasty, the grooms in London can talk freely while driving the horses, and they have nothing to do with their mouths.

Of course, since the source of information is the most extensive, grooms also take up the position of selling information from time to time to earn some extra money.

"Really? Going to the New World is so popular?" Andre was born in poverty, so he has a good temper. He has never been like those high-ranking officials who control their status and are always arrogant. Appearance, superior.

"At that time, I heard that just last month, 5,000 people left the entire London slum area. Many houses were empty and no one lived in them!"

"I heard that in the New World, in a few years, you will get dozens of acres of land and live like a gentleman."

The customer's good attitude opened up the groom's chatterbox.

"This is also affecting the price of bread in London. I heard that they are buying ten and getting one free. People! I was blinded by the interests!"

The groom steered the carriage skillfully, his mouth was broken.

"Since the benefits are so great, why don't you go?" Andre asked with some doubts, with a smile on his face.

"Hey!" The groom smiled a little embarrassedly, "Thanks to His Majesty, I drive the carriage every month, and after deducting the rent, I can get two pounds. I have a house in the common area of ​​London, and I have no worries about food and clothing. This is much better than going to the New World!"

At the end, the groom shook his head, with a disdainful smile, and said with a little satisfaction: "I am not one of those barefoot men. I have nothing but a life!"

"Sir, the Riverside District is here!" Chatting all the way, the carriage quickly left the London city wall and came to the famous entertainment area in the entire city of London, reminding.

"Chenghui Sixpence! Sir."

"En!" It only takes sixpence for three miles, and it only takes half an hour for a day's salary and food for ordinary people. It is indeed a huge profit.

Taking out a shilling from his pocket, Andre thought silently in his heart.

Although rich, Andre's frugality remained unchanged, and he put the recovered fourpence back into his pocket without changing his face.

"I wish you a happy life, sir!" The groom bowed respectfully, and as Andre walked into the colorful and crowded Rose Theater, the groom said with a half-smile.

"What a stingy rich man!" The groom drove the carriage away, but he didn't get the tip he expected, which made him label Andre a stingy man.

Andre naturally didn't know, as soon as he entered the theater, he felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face, as if he wanted to sweep people out, and looking from the gap, the seats for thousands of people were already full, without the slightest occupancy. void.

After listening to the voice, Andre knew that the current performance was the hottest drama "Oliver" this year. It told the story of how a commoner youth passed the official examination, and then made a dramatic reversal to marry the noble lady back home.

However, these did not attract his attention at all.

Bypassing the lively hall, he came directly to the back hall.

"Oh, barbarian, you will eventually succumb to my feet, barbarism can never defeat civilization..."

Walking into the back hall, more than a dozen actors and actresses, wearing simple military uniforms, are playing roles and rehearsing.

"My lord, you are here!" A fat man with short brown hair hurried over and greeted warmly and humbly.

"Well, how is the arrangement for the program on His Majesty's birthday?"

Although it was only August of 1565, it was not far from the birthday of His Majesty the King on October 12th.

As the chief executive in charge of the royal theater and the newspaper, Andre has a lot of power and is very busy, but he still takes time out of his busy schedule to take care of His Majesty's birthday.

"My lord, the key play we arranged is called Irish Heroes. It tells the story of how a poor man came to Ireland by joining the army, fought against the barbarians, and then succeeded in being canonized as a knight and marrying a rich lady..."

Then a bloody story was uttered by the director of the theater, and Andre was very satisfied after listening to it.

There are blood, love, struggle, especially stories about Ireland. His Majesty the King likes the story of conquering Ireland the most, and Andre knows it very well.

"Very good, you must rehearse hard, and when you succeed, you will be rewarded a lot!"

Flattering His Majesty the King is the duty of a royal retainer like Andre, especially when Sir John has retired and the Minister of the Palace is pending. This is particularly important.

It has been more than ten years since he was brought back to London by His Majesty Edward in Portsmouth, and his goal of advancement has been aimed at the position of Minister of the Palace, which is the threshold for him to truly enter the high society and cannot be missed.