My British Empire

"Your Excellency! Mr. High Willy's situation is the same as mine, you don't know it! Those untouchables are occupying our land and won't return it!"

"And now, we just want to get back our own land, yet the Privy Council has actually issued a decree to prevent us from driving out those untouchables! Honorable Earl, what reason do you think there is?"

Just as the skinny middle-aged man finished speaking, the companions beside him also gave assists, and after finishing speaking, their faces were full of grievances, making them look like the weak side.

"My gentlemen! I understand your feelings, and I sympathize with your situation!"

The Earl of Warwick blew his beard, squinted his eyes and looked at the crowd slowly moving into the living room, and said softly.

"But what you need to understand is that this is the meaning of His Excellency the Duke of Somerset, and before this decree came out the day before yesterday, I was completely unaware of it!"

"Everyone go back and wait for a while, Lord Duke will definitely give you an explanation!"

The Earl of Warwick put all the responsibility and the blame on the Duke of Somerset without showing any signs of expression, but instead he walked out without getting a piece of mud.

Hearing this, no matter whether they were sitting or standing, they all understood what the earl meant by driving away the guests, and they all knew that this time they had returned in vain, so they all left the earl's mansion with sighs and sat in the carriage. went home.

After seeing off the annoying guests in the living room, the Earl just sighed when a figure came behind him.

"Sir Bangor, do you know why I put these people in a perfunctory way?"

Seeing that it was his advisor, Sir Bangor Edmund, the Earl of Warwick couldn't help asking.

"My lord earl, I thought you were worried about these people and couldn't believe them! Really!"

Sir Bangor said without thinking, he knew it was his mastermind who was testing him.

"That's right! These people are greedy black bears. Where there is a lot of honey, there are their figures! Fight against Edward for them, hehe! They are not worth it!"

The Earl of Warwick smiled contemptuously, obviously looking down on the little nobles and gentlemen in those places.

"Indeed! They first went to Duke Edward's mansion to see you but failed, and then they came to see you. Obviously, they didn't take you to heart!"

Sir Bangor interrupted at the right time, expressing the earl's heart!

"That's right! They are a group of vampires. They won't be obedient if they haven't seen the real pain!"

"You mean, they actually suffered very little loss, and they came here to complain!"

Sir Bangor said in disbelief, especially when he saw the appearance of the weeping gentlemen, he still couldn't believe it.

"Well! It's just that they can't blatantly enclose the land now!"

"Next, I think my dear Lord Duke Edward will give them a surprise!"

The birds outside the window were chirping. Seeing the cold smile of the Earl sitting on the chair, Sir Bangor inexplicably felt a sense of danger.

Back in Chester, the whole city was almost in a mess, people of all colors came alive one after another, and some hooligans started their happy time.

The poor citizens can only lock the door of their house tightly, and hide their wives and daughters in the cellar. Even if the door knocks and rumbles, they still dare not open the door.

The place where the citizens live is the place that the magistrate pays attention to, so not many people dare to be too presumptuous, and the slums are miserable.

Especially for Protestant families, the men were brutally killed, the women were brutally tortured, and blood was scattered all over the uneven long street.

Crowds scrambled to snatch the scattered coins on the ground, and no one cared where the money came from.

"My lord bishop! We have wiped out those heretics, what should we do now?"

Crewe looked at Bishop Braun respectfully, looking very obedient.

"En! Now we are leaving Chester to rescue other believers of the Lord!"

"Don't worry! Your Majesty the Sheriff will let us go!" Bishop Braun looked at the frightened Priest Crewe and smiled softly.

Soon, Congleton, Crewe and Nantwich, Ellesmere Port and Neston, Macclesfield and the Royal Valley in Cheshire, It was captured by this uprising army with Catholics as the main force, and it is still spreading to surrounding counties.

The situation in Cheshire became precarious, and news of the rebel army finally reached London, and reached the residence of Duke Edward.

"I'm so pissed off! How did Rayleigh David become his sheriff!"

When Duke Edward heard the news, he knew that something was wrong. This matter was obviously coming towards him, and he had to grasp the minds of the regents.

"Moss, go and inform the ministers to come to the conference hall for a meeting, I will go first!"

"Yes! Your Excellency the Duke!" The young butler quickly responded.

Duke Edward waited in the hall for less than half an hour, and all the regent ministers were present.

"Cough cough cough! Gentlemen, everyone understands the reason for the opening of this emergency meeting. There is a Catholic rebellion in Cheshire. What should everyone do?"

Duke Edward stood up first, directly cut into the topic, and preemptively threw everyone a question.

"Dear Duke, I think it is most important to send troops to suppress this riot!"

"Let's talk about the rest later!" The fat Earl of Boswell was the first to respond to Duke Edward. The fat on his face was trembling, which showed how hurried he was.

"Then, what do you think, Earl of Warwick?" His Excellency the Duke cannot ignore the influence of the Earl of Warwick.

"I don't care! I listen to everyone's opinions!" The Earl of Warwick stroked his beard and said casually, as if he never cared.

"Then do you have any suggestions, gentlemen?" Duke Edward asked softly after looking around at the sitting ministers.

Listening to Duke Edward's words, everyone shook their heads in unison. Obviously, the Earl of Warwick has no objection and can only listen to Duke Edward!

"Then, I propose that we still appoint Sir Raleigh David to suppress the riot. After all, it will be too late to gather the militia! If the riot is not suppressed within three months, we will hold him accountable!"

Hearing the decision made by Duke Edward, everyone didn't say much, but in their hearts, his behavior became more and more domineering.

All the ministers left one after another with dissatisfaction. The Earl of Warwick and Bishop Cranmer finally walked out of the meeting room side by side.

"My lord bishop! Your lord duke is getting more and more powerful!"

Standing beside the bishop, the Earl of Warwick inadvertently left a word, and then boarded his carriage.

Bishop Cranmer, who was left silent alone, stopped.

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