My British Empire

ps: It will be on the shelves tomorrow, I hope everyone will support it, writing a book is not easy, and foreign history is even more difficult!

On January 9th, 1549, Whitehall Palace, Edward got up early this morning, and was served by Lucy and Luna, and put on the king's grand costumes.

On solemn occasions, the king's clothing is different, and today at Whitehall Palace, Edward will receive senior government officials in England to show that he is about to rule.

This set of suits like Edward's were all hand-sewn, which took a lot of time and labor, and the fabrics used were quite expensive at the time.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a piece of white cloth made of flax needs to go through 20 processes, and it takes several months to make it. Some clothing materials even come from pure gold or silver bars, which require even more meticulous workmanship. The unique ones are even more valuable. .

Hand-woven lace is often used to decorate garments, but it is made according to a specific garment style and is sometimes the most expensive part of an entire garment.

And Edward is wearing such a pair of gold-colored costumes, wearing a purple robe, which looks very eye-catching.

Moreover, Edward also wore a golden crown inlaid with various gemstones, which was heavy and a bit big.

Looking at the majestic and wealthy self in the mirror, Edward felt okay, at least the king's luggage was pretty good, except for the cumbersome points.

During the Tudor period, with the strength of the royal power, Henry VIII stipulated that purple and yellow were the exclusive colors of the royal family, and no one should violate them. Moreover, Henry VIII also formulated a series of dress rules, which were clearly ordered by nobles and commoners to abide by.

"Your Majesty, how do you feel?" Lucy, who had been busy for nearly an hour, couldn't help asking when she saw Edward looking in the mirror, as if she wanted to know the fruits of her labor.

"Very good! Not bad, I will reward you with an extra piece of bread for lunch today!"

Looking at Lucy with a look of curiosity, Edward couldn't help teasing her.

"Sister! Look! Your Majesty is bullying me, am I that delicious?"

Hearing Edward's teasing, Lucy's delicate and delicate face couldn't help pouted, she stretched out her hands to hug Luna's arm, and shook it back and forth.

I saw that Lucy's well-developed Opie had become a small apple, and Luna's arm was surrounded by the apple, struggling hard. And because the swing was too violent, even a small half of the jade plate was exposed.

Edward couldn't help sneaking a glance, and stared blankly. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help thinking of replacing others with himself, and rescued Luna's suffering and constantly struggling arm.

"Your Majesty the King! Does it look good?" Edward heard Lucy's crisp voice.

"What? The clothes are pretty. Lucy, you serve well, and you really deserve praise!"

Edward reacted immediately, and praised Lucy's service level without hesitation. As soon as the words came out, Edward couldn't help giving himself a thumbs up.

"Your Majesty! Do you want to see it? Come! Look carefully!"

Seeing that Edward wanted to change the subject, Lucy let go of Luna's arm, walked to Edward's side, and puffed up her chest.

Looking at the two small apples wrapped in a thin layer of cloth in front of him, Edward took a look, then turned around immediately, thinking in his heart, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, two Buddhist mantras.

"Hahaha! It turns out that His Majesty the King has a wicked heart and no guts!"

Seeing Edward turn around directly, pretending to be an ostrich, Lucy couldn't help but smile coquettishly.

"Okay! Lucy, don't talk to His Majesty like that!"

"Understood! Sister!" Lucy stuck out her tongue when she heard her sister's scolding, and answered unwillingly.

"Little Hoof, if I wasn't afraid that I would end up like that Puyi in the future, I would have dealt with you long ago!"

Edward thought bitterly in his heart that he had already accumulated a lot of anger at being molested by his maid, but it was a pity that he could not release it yet.

Sister Lucy Luna, who is two years older than Edward, is already fourteen years old. Western women develop very early, and they also understand that Edward is everything to them.

So recently, the two have tried to lure Edward to commit a crime, but is Edward such a person? He has been carefully protecting his body, not allowing anyone to possess him, after all he is only twelve years old!

"Brother Edward, why are you dressed so beautifully?"

At the door of the room, the sleepy little Mary rubbed her eyes, looked at the well-dressed Edward and asked in a childlike voice.

At this time, the little Lolita was wearing a rabbit pajamas made of wool specially made by Edward for her, covered in red hair, with two long pink ears standing upright, looking extremely cute.

"It's nothing! My brother has something to do today, go and wash up with Aunt Casey, and when my brother comes back, I will accompany you to feed Lilith for dinner! OK?"

Edward approached little Mary, squatted down, and said to little Mary.

"Okay! I'll feed Lilith together when my brother comes back!"

When little Mary heard that she was going to feed the little red horse Edward had given her together, she couldn't help smiling sweetly, showing her white teeth.

Little Mary took Kathy's hand and went to wash up!

"Let's go! Go to the Great Hall of the Palace of Westminster. I think the ministers can't wait!"

After Edward walked out of Whitehall Palace and got into the carriage, he did not forget to remind Sister Lucy who was making a fuss.

Standing on both sides of the red carpet are these handsome English ministers, guards in red jackets, with the king's crown on their chests, and tall black bearskin hats, guarding Edward step by step.

A tall and thin guard saw Edward coming, and couldn't help singing loudly:

"By the grace of God, here comes His Majesty Edward VI, King of England, France, and Ireland, Guardian of the Faith, and Head of the Church of England and Ireland!"

Following the shout, all the ministers who were whispering to each other suddenly regained their silence, bent down and took off their hats to salute.

Edward glanced at the guard who was shouting. This was Vega Smith, the eldest son of Baron Smith.

Standing in front of dozens of ministers, it would be a lie for Edward to say that he was not nervous, but at the moment he felt an excitement filled with power.

"Good day! Gentlemen!" Edward also nodded slightly and said.

Today, Bishop Thomas presided over the meeting with the ministers.

I saw him walking slowly to Edward's side, bending over, and guiding Edward with his hands.

"Your Majesty! This is the Privy Councilor, the Earl of Warwick of the Regency Council!"

"Hello! Your Excellency the Earl!" Edward said softly.

"Hello! Your Majesty the King! It is my honor to serve you!"

The Earl of Warwick's tone was very humble, and he saluted Edward.

"This is the Privy Councilor, the Earl of Boswell of the Regency Council!"

Edward looked at the fat nobleman, and the voice of Bishop Thomas rang in his ears.

"Hello! Your Excellency the Earl!"

"Hello! God bless your Majesty the King!"

Lord Boswell patted Edward's horse lightly, and Edward couldn't help smiling.

Next, Bishop Thomas took Edward to meet dozens of ministers who had arrived, but Edward couldn't remember that many, only a few of them.

Like Borman Randall, Keeper of the Seal, Faris Alexander, Speaker of the Privy Council and Chancellor of the Exchequer, Lord Justice Earl Robert, Secretary of State Don Francis, and of course the most important Warwick count.