My British Empire

  Chapter 264 Number of migrations

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   "Your Majesty—" Edward came to his office from the dining room refreshed with a smile on his face.

  The guard of the side hall wore a long bearskin cap, a red long-sleeved shirt on his upper body, and black trousers on his lower body. He stroked his chest with his right hand meticulously, and saluted Edward.

  His Majesty the King nodded as usual, and walked happily to his own office.

   Today at noon, he ate a plate of beef using Chinese cooking techniques. Compared with his previous life, the taste was still not good, but Edward still rewarded the chef as an encouragement.

  This kind of progress is gratifying, one has two, as long as it continues to be updated, sooner or later, the title of England's dark cooking kingdom will be removed sooner or later.

  Maybe, this is also his biggest change to England!

  Edward let go of his thoughts silently in his heart, shook his head with a smile, if it came true, this would be the funniest thing!

  Walking to the living room of the office, a rigorous middle-aged man was already sitting in a row of seats on a beautifully patterned seat, facing forward coldly, focusing on a point in front of him, as if he was thinking about something!

  Edward focused his eyes on his face, looked carefully, and found the impression of this middle-aged man in his mind.

  The chief judge of the circuit court, Angus, is a rigorous and cautious person. When faced with his questioning every sentence last time, only a small clue was revealed, which can also be said to be a breakthrough point.

   Otherwise, Edward would have to spend a lot of searching across the country and spend a lot of time checking.

  Although he has such credit, Edward is dissatisfied with Angus's cautious and independent behavior.

  So, when passing by Angus, although Angus quickly stood up and bowed to salute, Edward just nodded with a smile and returned to his office without hesitation.

"Your Majesty!" The plump girl's secretary greeted the young king sweetly. Edward's eyes stayed on the girl's light green dress for a few seconds, and the huge bulge stretched tight after bending over, and left a sentence: " Very good, today's clothes are pretty!" After that, he went on to his office.

  Seeing this, the girl showed a gleam of joy on her face, and after bowing to watch the king enter the office, she got up and followed her into the office.

  The king glanced at the soft fur-covered seat, found a comfortable position, and reclined. He had just finished eating, which made him much more comfortable.

  The king's stomach was rising and falling, thinking beautifully in his heart, showing an expression of enjoyment.

   After the girl came in, she stood behind him, bent down and lightly hammered the king's shoulder with her small hands, soothing his body.

  Edward narrowed his eyes, looking at a pair of wobbly lanterns in front of him, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

   "I don't know how it grew. It used to be hungry and full, but it can still grow so big. It turns out that it is still a talent! It seems that I need to cultivate it carefully in the future!"

  Edward didn't bother the girl's massage, he just thought about it quietly and enjoyed it.

   After about ten minutes, Edward felt that the girl's strength was a little weak, and then Edward made a sound: "Stop! I'm going to start working too!"

   As he said that, Edward got up quickly. He didn't know whether it was intentional or not. He bumped his head against the girl's bump, and the girl immediately let out an exclamation.

  The chest is huge, like jelly, shaking up and down, full of movement, which makes people want to catch it.

   "Yes, Your Majesty—" The girl's face was flushed, she made light contact with her eyes, and immediately lowered her head shyly. After replying, she turned around and left quickly.

  Seeing this, Edward smiled softly, no longer cared about the shy girl, and sat up, looking at the appointment form on the table. The one in the first line was Angus, the chief judge of the circuit court.

   Soon, the door of the office was gently opened, revealing Angus' figure.

  After the usual greetings and salutes, the young king raised his head, stared at Angus, who looked stiff, and asked, "Speak up! Sir Adonis, come to see me today, what's the matter?"

  Hearing His Majesty the King's question in an unfamiliar tone, Angus knew that the King was a little dissatisfied with himself.

  Although he understood why His Majesty the King was dissatisfied with him, Angus still did not intend to change anything. This was his rule of conduct and would not be easily changed.

   "Your Majesty!" Angus sorted out his thoughts, faced His Majesty the king solemnly, and reported his content.

   "According to our statistics, in the past two months, in the thirty-nine counties of England, a total of 156 cases similar to the Oxfordshire case were tried, and the offending families were 269!"

   "Based on the results of Judge Marlowe Christopher's trial, about 32 big families will be forcibly relocated to the London area, with a total of 565 people!"

  A string of numbers came out of Angus's mouth, and his heart was a little turbulent. This is a huge number. He took a peek at the serious-looking His Majesty the King, calmed down, and continued.

   "The number of families that will be relocated to Ireland has reached 237, with a total of 1,664 people!"

   "Tomorrow, the family from Oxford will arrive in London, waiting for your assignment!"

   "In three days, families from five counties will arrive, and in ten days..."

  Edward closed his eyes, listening to the series of numbers spit out from Angus's mouth, without any fluctuations in his heart.

  Compared to the squires and gentlemen with nearly 8,000 households and a population of 100,000, these families only occupy a small share, and they are far from letting the local forces reach the point where they are injured.

   It can even be said that the local gentry group is only scratched a little, and the place is still controlled by them.

  But the current situation, the young king is already satisfied. It not only deterred and weakened some local forces, but also re-established the declining royal authority in the past three years.

   After all, if his actions go too far, the whole of England will be in turmoil. Compared with them, the current riots are just appetizers.

  He can’t cut himself off from England’s interest class, otherwise there would be no king. There are many families related to the Tudor royal family, and they don’t mind changing one.

  Therefore, the young king was very measured, and only set the time within three years, and did not continue to extend it forward, otherwise it would be a shame!

   "En!" The voice in his ear stopped, and then Edward opened his eyes and nodded in satisfaction.

   "You need to have a careful trial of those circuit judges, and immediately question those who are corrupt and do not follow orders!"

   Hearing His Majesty the King's stern tone, Angus could only bite the bullet and agree. This is an offending job.

  (end of this chapter)