My British Empire

Edward had nothing to do with the emergency meeting held in London. At this time, he was receiving his uncle, Baron Thomas Seymour, in his study.

"My uncle, I am very sorry for the earl's promise!"

Edward looked at Baron Seymour in front of him, and said in a sincere and guilty tone.

"My lord Edward! It's not your fault, it's thanks to my dear brother, the Duke of Somerset!"

Baron Seymour brushed his short hair, smiled slightly, and there was a hint of incomprehensibility in his calm tone. In short, Edward felt that the hatred between the two had grown a lot.

After Edward returned to London, he proposed Thomas Seymour as the Earl of Manchester at the Regency Council as promised, but this move was always opposed by the Earl of Warwick and the Duke of Edward.

The Earl of Warwick was worried about the growing power of the Seymour family, but Duke Edward didn't know why!

Baron Seymour, who usually dresses like a nouveau riche, is wearing a black uniform with a gold edge today, which is neatly trimmed and gives him a touch of aristocratic temperament. This is a world-shaking change for him.

After all, his wife Catherine Parr was Queen of England and Edward's stepmother.

"Okay! These happy things are over, let's talk about something else! Don't know how Aunt Catherine is?"

Edward appropriately changed the topic, and diverted the earl's irritability.

"It's nothing! Catherine is just in a good and bad mood, and the baby in her belly is healthy!"

Earl Seymour seemed to have thought of something, with a warm smile on his face.

"It's such a delight! I think the Seymours will have a new addition to the family soon!"

"Haha! Thank you for your blessing, my majesty the king! I think God will definitely favor Catherine, after all, she is so devout to the Lord!"

The smile on Lord Baron's face couldn't be stopped, as if remembering that he finally had an heir, he finally smiled wantonly. The long beard is constantly shaking, conveying the joy of his master.

"But having said that, is there any reason why you came to me this time?"

After chatting a few words like this, Edward also laughed a few times. Immediately, he straightened his face and put on a serious expression. For Baron Thomas Seymour, who didn't have much contact with him, suddenly came to pay a visit. He felt that there must be something.

Especially when he left his pregnant wife and came to see him after a long journey, there will be ghosts if nothing happens!

"Nothing, my lord! This time I came here mainly to tell you about the riots in Cheshire!"

The Baron felt a little unaccustomed to this direct way of speaking, so he blinked his eyes and said unhurriedly.

"I already know about this!" Edward said the words softly from his mouth, almost causing internal injuries to the Baron.

"Please don't misunderstand what I said, I say this for the sake of the royal family!"

"Don't you think that Duke Edward is no longer fit to stay in the ruling position?"

"It was his government decree that caused the local Catholic rebellion. It is said that he seized the property of the Catholics and caused this riot. Moreover, he also appointed private persons in the Privy Council, which angered the entire Privy Council. Dissatisfied with him, and some people question his right to govern!"

"What's more, he is usually disrespectful to you! Arbitrarily promulgating government orders and abolishing legislation in the parliament at will, your majesty has been challenged!"

The baron moved the seat under his buttocks, shooting out accusations against Duke Edward like a machine gun, his face turned crimson.

"Although I know some, but is it really as serious as you said?"

Edward knew in his heart that the two of them would definitely turn against each other, but he didn't expect it to be so fast. So he quickly put on a naive expression, matching the baron's performance.

"Although I'm not sure, but this is indeed true, my lord!"

"Then... I can't remove Uncle Edward from his position without evidence, so let's do it! Find out the evidence first!"

"In this way, the committee members can be persuaded to remove Edward's uncle from his post! What do you think?"

Edward's answer almost cut off the possibility of the Lord Baron taking the throne, and the Baron became a little annoyed.

"Your Majesty, these are well-known things, I think you will understand in a few days!"

"I'm leaving first, Your Majesty! I still have things to do!"

The baron shook his hair, stood up rudely, and said goodbye to Edward.

Edward got up to see him off, then chuckled, and went to read his book again. No matter what kind of wind is blowing outside, he will still be his fisherman leisurely.

Baron Seymour, full of anger, got into his carriage and headed towards London.

The next day, the morning sun woke up the drowsy baron, he lifted the curtain, and breathed the dusty air into his nostrils. He knew that it rained last night.

Among the crowds coming and going, there were crying children, refugees in ragged clothes, groups of small merchants, and peddlers.

The baron knew that the city of London was at hand.

"These will be mine from now on!" His lord baron said softly, and urged the groom to speed up, rushing into the vaguely outlined city of London, without even looking at the passers-by on the side of the road.

The carriage drove around for half an hour, and the baron's carriage stopped in front of the Duke of Horton's mansion.

Needless to say, there were necessary etiquettes. Baron Thomas was welcomed in by Duke Holden, and the living room was directly closed, leaving only the two of them whispering inside.

Thomas Parr, Duke of Houghton (there are so many named Thomas!) is Catherine's uncle, so the baron came to his mansion to discuss with him.

"Tell me! Thomas, what's the matter with you this time? You're so nervous!"

The Duke sat on a chair with a neatly combed snow-white beard on his chin, staring at Baron Seymour sitting opposite him.

"Pal! Do you think the current Duke Edward, that is, my elder brother, is in a safe position?"

Baron Seymour said in a cautious voice, and glanced around.

"My Lord Baron, you don't want to sit in that position, do you? Don't even think about it!"

Looking at Baron Seymour's searching face, Duke Houghton could not guess what he was thinking.

Immediately, the Duke's beard was almost raised in anger, and his voice changed a little.

"Don't even think about it, even if you get him down, is there still the Earl of Warwick?"

"Do you think you can beat the Earl of Warwick? That's a hungry wolf in sheep's clothing, ready to move at any time!"

Duke Houghton did not expect his niece's new husband to have such courage.

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