My British Empire

  Chapter 276 Behind the Marquess of William

   At this time, Norwich experienced a riot that lasted for several months, and gradually calmed down under the washing of light rain.

  However, the whole city is still in a state of panic, even more restless than when the mobs occupied it.

   Even though peace has been restored, Norwich’s withered leather and woolen industries still show no signs of recovery, and instead appear to be more and more decadent, as if they have fallen into a bottomless cliff and cannot extricate themselves.

   Regarding this, all Norwich understands that the reason for this is that William Parr, the Marquess of Northampton, has been staying in the city, sitting in it, commanding troops to attack everywhere, and taking back the land occupied by the mob one by one.

  However, the city council of Norwich and most of the citizens dislike the Marquis who "saved" Norwich at this time.

  The reason is none other than the massacre he committed a few days ago.

  According to bystanders (those who hid at the door and observed secretly), on that night, the insurgents, who were shocked by the sudden arrival of government troops, collapsed like flies without the command of Sir Robert.

   Tens of thousands of mobs were chased away by more than 10,000 government troops, showing no resistance at all.

  The jubilant Marquis William had no mercy for the defeated mob, and raised his butcher knife wantonly.

  The defeated mobs could only flee hastily and be massacred passively.

  Those who escaped, trampled on, and slashed, all of a sudden, the city of Norwich was filled with blood, wreckage everywhere, crying, and begging for mercy.

   In this regard, the residents of Norwich hiding at home listened to such a miserable voice and trembled all night, fearing that the militiamen who would kill them raised their blood-stained butcher knife and swung it at Norwich.

   After all, Norwich is well-known for its wealth. The temptation of this kind of gold coin is enough to make the devil of **** show his true colors.

   Fortunately, Marquis William also knew that if the people under his command were allowed to act like this and Norwich, the second largest city in England, was destroyed, His Majesty the King would definitely give him a big surprise.

  So, the residents of Norwich spent the night carefully and stayed up all night.

  However, the scenes of corpses lying in the streets and alleys made the residents of Norwich who just went out vomit.

   Faced with such a disgusting scene, it not only frightened the residents of Norwich, but also scared away the expectant businessmen.

  Without businessmen, the commercial city of Norwich became more and more depressed, and more and more people became unemployed.

   "Your Excellency, most of Norfolk has been recovered, including Robert Kate's hometown—Wyndham Town!"

Marquis William sat on the main seat with his legs crossed, with a relaxed expression on his face. On the side, a middle-aged man with a calm complexion and green eyes, with two sword eyebrows, was listening to the front with relish, and bent deeply , the messenger reporting respectfully.

   It took about ten minutes before the report was over, but our Marquis William's eyes wandered, his neck was raised, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

  At this time, the middle-aged man who listened to the taste lightly kicked the Marquis William who was distracted.

"Ah?" Lord Marquis woke up all of a sudden, turned his head, and then fixed his eyes on the middle-aged man at the side. Seeing his eyes frown, he reacted, sat up straight, and looked serious. expression.

   "That's good, I already know, you can go down!"

  Marquis William gave orders in a dignified manner with aristocratic demeanor.

  The messenger with his head bowed in front heard this, raised his head, stepped back slowly, and then saluted again before turning around and leaving, closing the door.

   "My lord Marquis, please pay attention to your noble demeanor!"

  The middle-aged man squinted at Marquis William, with a stern face, he taught a lesson in a calm manner.

   "You know, you are the Marquess of Northampton, a nobleman, what would that group of mortals think with such an attitude!"

  Looking at the same age, but the middle-aged man sternly taught him a lesson without any scruples, and didn't care about the noble status of Marquis William.

   "I understand, Thomas!" Marquis William could only speak softly with a begging expression.

   "It's just that what I don't understand is when did you decide?"

  Marquis William opened his eyes curiously, poked his head, looked at the serious middle-aged man, and asked word by word. It can be seen that he really wanted to know the result of this matter.

   "Is the godfather bought by you? This really opened my eyes!"

  Hearing Marquis William's exaggerated tone, the middle-aged man curled his lips. Obviously, his conjecture came to nothing.

   Marquis William didn't care about the failure of his guess, and kept talking about his own thoughts.

  Making random guesses in his mouth, Marquis William began to ponder carefully in his heart.

Thomas Mann is his godfather, another godson of Fukdo Mann. He was very smart since he was a child, and he knew all kinds of knowledge. favorite.

   He also gave Thomas his surname, and kept him by his side as his own son for retirement, and refused to let him out.

  This Thomas knows everything, but he has a bad problem. He likes to be serious about things that do not conform to his cognition and rules, and he uses his eloquence to make people submit.

  So, facing his lesson, Marquis William let it go without the slightest thought of objecting, otherwise, he would spend this day in his mouth.

   "The godfather said that the situation in England is somewhat incomprehensible!"

  Thomas also had doubts on his face, and said with a disapproving attitude.

   "What's the situation? At most, there are more riots. Isn't it the same in the previous king's period?"

  When Marquis William heard such remarks, he thought about it secretly, then shook his head and said indifferently.

   "Could it be from the young His Majesty the King?"

  Marquis William's heart froze for a moment, and suddenly thought of a possibility, but his face still had the original disapproving attitude.

   "Yes! I also feel that there is nothing abnormal, but the godfather kicked me out and let me figure it out myself!"

  Thomas frowned, lowered his head, and said softly.

   "During this time, I discovered that Edward VI in London has been moving non-stop for several years since he took the throne, and he likes to toss non-stop!"

   "I observed it and suddenly realized that his power is stronger than that of the previous king, Henry VIII!"

   "It can be seen that the power in his hands will become more and more powerful. This is the so-called change of the situation!"

   "Oh?" Hearing these words, Marquis William suddenly realized, and it finally appeared on the young king.