My British Empire

  Chapter 296 Competition

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  Following Braun's footsteps, Edward's group followed slowly. Of course, only a few guards followed, and too many people could easily attract attention.

  The next thing is the nursery room. From birth to four years old, crying, making noise, running around, the whole nursery room looks extremely scary.

   Originally planning to interact with those cute babies, Edward caught a glimpse of such a scene from outside the gate, and Edward chose to escape directly.

  Of course, he also hates the picture of **** and urine flying together, this smell is too impressive.

To this day, I still remember the scene when my nephew was eight or nine months old. To tease him, he sprayed Edward with a yellow object, and sprinkled a column of white potion by the way. This kind of taste makes people feel forever will not forget.

   What follows is the etiquette class. A group of young and delicate girls, under the guidance of the stern-faced mother, are learning court etiquette and etiquette between nobles step by step.

  In the words of the nanny, they are different from the previous batches. They will enter the palace later and serve as maids in the palace.

   All the contacts are nobles, how can we do it without a little etiquette? Isn't this a disgrace to His Majesty the King?

  So, this group of little girls can only accept this grueling etiquette lesson silently.

   I don’t know whether it’s because Edward’s vision is too high, or the quality of this issue is not good. He took a few glances and found no girl comparable to Emma, ​​which made Edward shake his head.

  The Lucy sisters behind him naturally didn't know the reason why he shook his head, but Braun on the side saw it clearly, blinked his eyelids, and made up his mind silently.

  As for the boys, apart from some social interests and communication etiquette between nobles, what they have to learn is not complicated.

  As for the other courses, Edward also took a cursory look at them. All in all, this inspection is relatively complete.

Then, the young king praised them and expressed his appreciation for the level of the management of the Orphan Camp. Finally, he also made it clear that this kind of behavior of loyalty to the king is worth learning and commending. People who are loyal to the king should have them deserved treatment.

   As a result, our Majesty the King, with a stroke of his pen, added two pounds to everyone's wages.

  What, too stingy, let's put it another way, on average, everyone's salary increases by 40%.

   Sitting in the carriage, Edward got into the carriage reservedly, without turning his head, let alone waving his hands.

  But Braun and others were not so courageous. Unlike when they came, they just bent down at 90 degrees, and they didn't lift up until the king's carriage disappeared.

   "Braun, you are really blessed to be able to walk with His Majesty the King. This is a very rare and precious experience!"

  When the king's carriage drove away and there was no shadow to be seen, many colleagues who followed Braun said enviously, and everyone knew the sourness in their tone.

  In fact, everyone was sour in their hearts. They all had a tacit attitude towards this obvious run on words, and they also stared at Braun, waiting for his statement.

  Facing such a menacing scene, Braun took a few steps back, cheered up, with a flattering smile on his face,

   "Everyone, it's against the rules for you to go out together. I'll invite you all to a tavern for a drink in a while, okay?"

  Braun is very aware of current affairs. He knows that he is outnumbered and can only surrender.

   "This is very good!" "Braun, I forgive you!" "I'm afraid one cup is not enough?"

  Amidst the discussion among the crowd, Braun breathed a sigh of relief.

  ...

  The carriage was driving steadily and slowly on the weedy road. Our Majesty the King was held in the arms of two young girls as he was when he came here, and sat firmly in the middle, enduring the unspeakable 'torture'.

  The Orphan Camp is not close to London, and it took about four hours for the carriage to arrive. If the inspection time is added, by the time he returned, it was already dusk.

   Regarding this, Edward acted like nothing, and rushed all night.

  You must know that although food prices in England have skyrocketed, this is not only because of the increase in population, but also because of the large-scale reduction of arable land, which has been transformed into pastures.

  The population is basically still hoarding in residential areas, and the wild is a timid term.

   And we need to know, if there are more sheep, will there be fewer wolves?

  So, in England in the sixteenth century, don't try to drive at night. The green and glowing lanterns on the road will make you want to slap yourself two big mouths.

  The carriage was driven purposefully. On the flat grass, along the direction of the sun setting, with the afterglow of the setting sun, the carriage and the earth began to merge into one color.

  The afterglow of the setting sun was also stained on the horse's shiny black mane, which was connected with the horse's indomitable momentum. It seemed that this groom was exceptionally handsome.

  Opening the curtain of the car, Edward and the two girls stared blankly at the sun that was the size of a wheel in the sky. It was glowing red, and the blue sky was soaked into red and light yellow.

  In such an atmosphere, Edward and others came to a manor, or a vacation spot.

  As mentioned earlier, the kings of England like to wander around, and spend only a handful of time in London every year, and here is a vacation spot.

  Because it was treated as a king's vacation, this manor, which covers an area of ​​1,000 acres, only has a poor 100 acres of arable land.

  As for the holiday manor, there are not many other things, but there are many rooms. There is no problem for more than one hundred people to live in.

  Because of the preparations in advance, Edward can live overnight without cleaning or anything else.

   Nothing happened overnight.

  Of course, it was hard to get out, and Edward didn't want to go back so soon.

  So, the next day, Edward changed out of the cumbersome finery and put on a tight brocade jacket with a strong white horse under his crotch.

  He held an oriental recurve compound bow in his hand, that is, a horn bow. If the bowstring is fully drawn, it needs about fifteen catties of pulling force. According to ancient sayings, it is a five-dou bow.

  Although the white horse under his crotch is not as majestic as Arthur, it is much better than ordinary horses.

  Edward was riding a horse with a confident look.

  Two pretty girls were also dressed in red and green, and they were riding on the horse beautifully, following him from a distance. The two sisters talked from time to time, and it seemed that they were not here for hunting, but for vacation.

  Although the girls were talking, they glanced at Edward from time to time, chirping and laughing. It seemed that they were in a good mood.

   To say that the happiest thing is the more than one hundred guards following Edward.

Poor them, possessing dragon-slaying skills, have been aggrieved by Edward's side all day long, either patrolling or patrolling, and can only watch pitifully at the brothers who entered the guards fighting and doing meritorious deeds, with envious eyes. stared out.

   What is even more frustrating is that there is not even a single assassin, and the guards have no chance to perform meritorious service.

   and no performance, how could His Majesty the King notice you? Without paying attention to you, how can you get promoted and raise your salary, become a noble master, marry a noble lady, and reach the pinnacle of life?

   Since it is hunting, there is a distinction between superior and inferior, standing out from the public, and successfully approaching the eyes of His Majesty the King.

  Our Majesty the King is also very knowledgeable. Of course, he mainly wants to add some interest, otherwise how boring it would be!

  So, the young king made a rule, from now on, gather at noon, and the person who kills the most prey will be rewarded.

   As a result, the young guards became active as if they had been injected with chicken blood, their faces flushed, their hands and feet were constantly moving, and the word self-confidence was written in each of their eyes.

  The horses under their crotches seemed to sense the emotions of their masters, and their nostrils began to spray hot air, and the horses' hooves kept paddling, as if they were ready to move.