My British Empire

Edward couldn't see the scene of Lord Earl's daytime prostitution, but in his current state, even if he saw it, he couldn't do anything.

At this time in London, the first commander of the Dark Blade—Guy Ham, was reading the information sent by the centurions from all over England, summarizing it and sending it to Edward.

After three months of development, under the temptation of making full use of King Edward's name, considerable income and the possibility of becoming a knight, a large number of bankrupt gentlemen, sons of wealthy businessmen, and handicraftsmen happily joined the dark Blade family.

After all, Edward positioned the Dark Blade as a translucent organization, just like the CIA in the United States, with shocking power and mystery.

In a short period of time, the dark blade grew bigger and bigger like a blown balloon.

Currently, there are more than 300 members of the Dark Blade in London, including resident personnel from ten counties. There are a total of about 500 members, while Edward's guards only have more than 300 members.

Of course, with a large number of people, the monthly salary has reached 800 pounds, and this is only ten counties in England, and there are only thirty-nine counties in England, and the coverage of Dark Blade is only England. a quarter of.

So Gay's role as Commander-in-Chief is not worthy of his name.

Although the coverage area is not wide, but because it is just established, there is no experience, and all messy things are reported to London, which makes the commander-in-chief busy every day.

For example, what Guy sees now: Dear Sir, the Duke of Buckingham in Buckinghamshire did not know what he ate today, and he went to the toilet all day, and he slowly got better after the Duchess invited a doctor. According to the younger brother of the housekeeper's uncle, the Duke had diarrhea after eating eggs and soy milk! My God, I didn't expect to have diarrhea after eating. I thought it was the curse of the devil again? ...

This is the most reliable letter among all the letters he saw today. What strange sow next door disappeared before! What noble children are being bullied by other noble children! The knight married the rich merchant's daughter, and got a rich dowry! And so on.

However, after Guy invited a person who used to be the secretary of the county sheriff, the whole Dark Blade slowly got on the right track.

Guy threw away the unfinished letter, and continued to pick up the letter at the top of the tall stack of letters on the right hand side.

"Dear Commander-in-Chief! Excuse me!" A middle-aged man in an English gentleman's uniform put his left hand on his right chest and took off his hat to salute Guy.

Hearing this voice, Guy raised his head and looked at his new recruit, an elderly college student who had worked as a secretary.

"Mr. Turks! Don't be so polite! If you have something to say, you can speak directly!" Guy said in a gentle tone, and his words were very polite.

Guy attaches great importance to this talent he has dug out. After all, in the entire Dark Blade organization, he is the only one who has truly received a college education. And he is the only veteran who has experience in handling copywriting.

"Then, dear Mr. Ham!" said Turks solemnly, without the slightest feeling of guilt.

"It's time to get off work! Can I go home?"

"Mr. Turks! When it's time to get off work, you can go back directly! Don't tell me!" Guy said to him with a pleasant face, without the slightest intention of fussing.

"The same will be the case in the future! You can go back directly!"

"Lord Ham! Although this is one of the promises you made when you invited me, I still want to ask you for instructions!"

"Okay! Mr. Turks, do whatever you want! As long as you like it!" Guy looked helpless, and had no way to deal with this traditional English gentleman.

Mr. Turks walked out of Darkblade's headquarters slowly, and walked back to his house in London step by step.

Adam Turks has an ancestral building in London. Although it is a bit dilapidated, it can still be lived in.

In the past, he was the secretary of the sheriff, and he came from a noble family. The main reason is that after he accidentally offended the Earl of Buckingham, he spent almost the entire family's wealth. Please ask the sheriff of Buckinghamshire to take care of it. Remove the Earl's wrath.

Mr. Turks, who has no means of making money, has no choice but to bring his family to London, a small two-story building left to him by his grandmother, to make a living.

Then, a month after his arrival in London, the little savings he had left were exhausted, and he was forced to take up the job of the King's agent, which he was ashamed of.

The strict Mr. Turks has to go home in time every day, because he is in his thirties this year and has five children. It can only be said that it is God's blessing that he survived five children in this terrible Middle Ages with a high child mortality rate.

His wife couldn't come here in a hurry, and he and his wife were very affectionate, so he naturally wanted to help take care of her, let her breathe slowly, and take a rest.

At this time, the Duke of Somerset's mansion, the busy Lord Edward, is seriously dealing with the new reform bill. For the duke, who has always been committed to reform, he has always been full of energy and joy in the matter of religious reform.

"My lord duke! My lord duke!" The young butler who was waiting on the side had just received an important message and had to disturb him.

"What's the matter? My housekeeper! Didn't you see that I was thinking?" Edward hated the most when someone interrupted him when he was thinking, especially when he was thinking about the most important religious reform at present, he felt extremely irritable.

"Your Excellency! The main reason is that you let me pay attention to the news of His Majesty the King. There are new trends recently!" The butler's tone was very careful. He knew that the Duke's temper was always very violent, and he was afraid of making him angry.

After all, he didn't have the same friendship with the Duke as his own father did, so he couldn't be careless.

"Speak! My steward, let me see what happened to my king's nephew!" Duke Edward immediately restrained his temper and acted as if he was listening.

The Duke didn't care much about his nephew who was the king. However, since his performance at the coronation ceremony, his understanding has been refreshed. And thus learned that this little nephew has been selling wine since he was six years old, and he was the one who sold the famous strong wine on the market.

This time he couldn't help but not pay attention to it, especially after he became the king, the power was forcing him to keep a close eye on Edward, he could not relax, and he did not dare to relax his surveillance of the king.

"Recently, His Majesty the King came to Portsmouth Harbor after attending the wedding of Lord Baron Thomas, and met James Leoshesley, the younger brother of the Earl of Southampton!"

"After accompanying him for a while, Major James wrote a letter and sent it back to Southampton Port! Handed it to the Earl of Southampton!"

At this time, the Earl of Warwick's mansion was brightly lit, and the busy Earl stopped working, listening carefully to the butler's report on Edward's movements.

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