My British Empire

ps: Please count tickets, please collect

The selection of officials was determined by examinations. As soon as this proposal appeared, it was opposed by most of the Privy Council ministers, which was completely different from the scenario Edward had envisioned.

After all, most of the ministers in the entire Privy Council are of civilian origin, and there are very few noble children. According to the usual logic, they should support this decision.

Unexpectedly, after Edward threw out this proposal, the entire conference room was like a boiling boiler, almost full of opposition.

Of course, they didn't dare to directly oppose the king so blatantly. They turned a corner to persuade Edward to give up this idea.

For example, if you say something that does not conform to traditional practices, you should wait a few years before talking about it! It is not easy for the townspeople and gentlemen and nobles to accept...

All these persuasions to Edward were farts. Under his arbitrariness, the ministers had no choice but to succumb.

Afterwards, Edward thought for a while, and realized that the ass determines the head. After these ministers who used to be commoners gained power, their thinking was similar to that of the nobles before, and they always wanted their descendants to have a good future.

They are not like the nobles. After the nobles become adults, as long as they are approved by the king, they can directly become the local magistrate, or the secretary of the Privy Council, or the general of the army.

And they can only rely on their own connections to arrange for their sons or relatives to work as a small secretary in a local or court, or a small errand runner.

For this problem, Edward felt that he could not keep pressing, so Edward gave them a priority.

What is priority? It means that in the future official selection examination, if there are two people with the same score at the same time, if one of them is the heir or close blood relative of the Minister of the Privy Council, then that person will be given priority for admission.

If this privilege is good, in fact, if the person is not capable, he will not be on the admission list. If the ability is strong, this privilege is useless.

But if your test scores are relatively poor, half a barrel of water, then priority admission is very important.

At the same time, in order to prevent this right from being abused, Edward stipulated that each minister can only use it three times, and if it is used up, there will be no more.

Therefore, the plan to select officials through examinations was passed.

After Edward finished speaking, the audience burst into applause like thunder.

The level of applause this time was unusual, more passionate than the previous rounds of applause, and lasted longer, lasting about half a minute.

Seeing that this examination system is so in line with people's hearts, Edward also has more confidence in implementing this system throughout the country.

"I have decided to hold the official admission examination in London three months later, that is, on April 28!"

"In this selection test, everyone can only rely on their grades to obtain official positions, not on their bloodlines."

Why should it be set in three months? In this age when information is not circulating, coupled with the rudimentary means of transportation, it is already difficult to get to London from other places in three months.

In this way, the warm atmosphere at the scene continued until after Edward stepped down.

Fisher is a businessman and a member of London City Council.

For a small businessman relying on his own sewing skills, he gradually became a big businessman with more than a dozen clothing stores.

For a person of civilian origin, he was able to become a London city councilor and entered the circle of high-ranking figures in London.

But for him at present, he is quite satisfied with his current position, but like all parents in the world, he has higher requirements for his children than himself.

In England, where the status of merchants is relatively low, the guarantee of wealth for merchants is very low, and only the nobles are the rulers of England.

And if you want to become a nobleman, you must win the favor of the king, but how can you let the king see you? Only when commoners become officials can they see the face of the king and have the possibility of becoming nobles.

Under normal circumstances, most of the official positions are monopolized by nobles, and it is much more difficult for ordinary people to sit in high positions.

What's more, the status of an official is not only much higher than that of a businessman, but also a small fortune in ordinary times is equivalent to the annual income of an ordinary businessman.

And businessmen still have moments of loss, while officials are absolutely guaranteed income from droughts and floods.

With a joyful mood, Fisher sat in the carriage and urged the coachman to rush home.

As one of the few clothing merchants in London, his house is located in the middle of the wealthy district, where the land is very expensive.

Getting out of the car in a hurry, Fisher quickly ran out of the car, walked to the second floor with some staggering steps, and knocked on the door of a room.

"Dong dong dong!" A series of hasty knocks on the door awakened the sleeping young man.

The young man's face was slashed, with two sword eyebrows above dark blue eyes, a straight nose, thin lips, and a sparse beard on his chin.

Looks like a formidable character. (if the long golden hair is removed)

In fact, Veseli is a genius-like figure. Since he was a child, he has read all the books in his family. Relying on the business atmosphere at home, he has already perfected his research on the subject of mathematics.

When he was twelve years old, he curiously looked through the account books at home, and with an interesting mind, he carefully recalculated the account books.

In this way, he recovered the loss of three hundred pounds for his father, that is, Fisher, and also helped him find two guys who were struggling.

Since then, his family has never hired an accountant, and he has been in control of his family's account books.

Afterwards, he turned over the Bible and taught himself Latin by the way.

When he was sixteen years old, he went to France and started to play. In half a year, he not only opened a tailor shop to Paris, but also learned French.

Then he went to study at the University of Paris, which was established in 1180 and is known as the oldest university in the world along with the University of Bologna in Italy, and is also known as the "Mother of European Universities".

Three years later, he returned to London and stopped paying attention to his family's business, hiding in his room and studying the books he brought back from the University of Paris.

For his son, Fisher has high expectations, but he has been less interested in other things.

"Who is it?" Veseli rubbed his tired eyes and asked in a troubled tone.

"Veselli, get up, there is something here that you are definitely interested in!"

Knowing that his precious son had stayed up all night studying books again, Fisher said in a joyful tone.

"Oh! My God, Dad, you have said this countless times, don't disturb my sleep, okay?"

Veseli didn't even open his eyes, and covered his head with the velvet quilt again, and said helplessly.

"Okay! But this time I really didn't lie to you, you will definitely be interested in this matter!"

Fisher was also a little embarrassed about his previous bad deeds, but he still spoke loudly again.

"Veselli, His Majesty the King is planning to hold an examination to recruit officials in three months' time!"

"Really? Then what does this have to do with me, I don't want to be an official!"

Stuffed in the comfortable quilt, Veseli said willfully.

"Think about it! There must be a lot of people taking the exam this time. If you take the exam, you might be in the top of the exam, and your name will spread all over England!"

"Besides, England is so big, there must be a few like-minded people with you, don't you hate that no one will accompany you to study those books together! This time is a good opportunity."

Fisher outside the door tried to persuade him that he was very sure that he could persuade his son this time.

In fact, he guessed right. Veseli, who has always been going smoothly, usually has a modest smile on his face, but he is always proud in his heart, and he looks down on other stupid ordinary people.

He couldn't find anyone with the same talent as himself. He has been seeking defeat alone, and no one understands the loneliness in his heart.

After listening to his father's words, Veseli suddenly opened his closed eyes, lifted the quilt, and opened the door in his pajamas.

"Dad, is what you said true?" Veseli put his hands on Fisher's shoulders, shaking them non-stop.

"Yes, yes, yes, these are all true, you can take the selection test!"

"Stop first, I'm a little dizzy!"

Fisher felt a little uncomfortable being shaken, and felt like he was about to throw up, so he stopped Veseli.

"Okay Dad, what do I need to prepare?"

"Son, you..."

"I don't need to prepare anything. At my level, this kind of exam is not difficult for me!"

Veseli didn't care about Fisher anymore, and started talking to himself from the side, which made Fisher a little embarrassed.

Putting down his raised right hand, Fisher didn't blame him at all. He was used to his son's state.

After attending the inauguration ceremony, Edward didn't care about the chattering crowd below, nor did he attend the gathering started by the nobles, ministers, and parliamentarians.

He just sat in the carriage and returned to his own palace.

As soon as Edward came back, he saw Baron Smith and Sir John who had been away for nearly two months.

The two of them looked as if they had washed, but the tiredness on their faces couldn't stop them.

"Your Majesty, the two of us successfully recruited 500 gallant cavalry, 500 longbowmen, and 1,000 strong infantry from Lancaster and Cornwall!"

Baron Smith, as the current commander of the Royal Guards, took the lead in reporting to Edward.

"Yes, Your Majesty, relying on your blessing, the people of England came to sign up one after another after hearing your instructions. The scene was really shocking! Soon, we recruited so many people."

"And according to your instructions, among the 2,000 people recruited, half of them are freemen, about 1,000 people, but they are basically infantry and longbowmen."

The Minister of Royal Affairs, Sir John, also hastily added.