My British Empire

  Chapter 340 Dissatisfied

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  The thick petition letter in front of him made Edward have to think.

   I remember that such a large-scale coercion of the king has never been tempted since the establishment of the Tudor Dynasty, but it suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, which is very suspicious!

  Edward stood up and looked at the petition letter in front of him, especially the signature column, which was close to two hundred people.

  There are not only knights, knights, gentlemen, squires, and even rich-assed Yeomannon, covering a wide range.

   Of course, if you think about it, none of them were really nobles.

  Don’t think that knights and knights are nobles. They are just reserve nobles, and they can only be compared with commoners. Compared with real nobles, they are not worth mentioning.

  The real aristocrats are honored as lords, and there are only more than 50 in England.

  They are hereditary nobles who own their own land and servants. Even His Majesty the King has nothing to do with them unless they have committed any serious crimes.

   And from these nobles who have been passed down for hundreds of years, which one is not extremely shrewd, and the aftermath of the War of the Roses has not yet revived them. How could this embarrassing the king end up in person?

  So, Edward reckoned, these nobles must be hiding behind the scenes, being a hidden operator.

   "It seems that my series of actions over the past few years have made them afraid. This is an indirect expression of dissatisfaction with me!"

  The corner of Edward's mouth twitched, and after thinking for a while, he realized that the nobles were expressing their dissatisfaction with him.

   "However, dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction. My bathing movement must be launched. I am the ruler of England. You can be dissatisfied, but you cannot resist!"

  Edward murmured softly at the corner of his mouth, and cast his gaze out of the window. Busy pedestrians walked quickly, while the middle class with small bourgeoisie strolled leisurely.

  Whitehall Palace is the place where His Majesty the King lives, and there are no shops or houses, so Edward can only see all kinds of pedestrians.

   Even so, Edward can still find out from pedestrians how much London and England have changed compared to five years ago.

  I remember five years ago, when London was undergoing major renovations and the roads were clean and tidy, ordinary people on the road showed bitterness and confusion in their eyes.

  But now, the opening of the Iberian Peninsula and the entire Mediterranean trade route has allowed England's economy to take off.

  Although ordinary people can't get too much benefit, the leaked dividends still make them a lot of money.

  A large number of factories are lined up on both sides of the Thames River. The huge demand for workers has instantly emptied the homeless people in England. Even, in order to seek a large number of workers, capitalists began to lobby for an open land enclosure movement.

  After being unable to ask for it, they turned to it and began to recruit slaves. The black slaves in Eastern Europe, Ireland, and even Africa made these greedy factory owners think of it.

  Edward is still satisfied with this move that indirectly increases the population of England and can also promote economic development.

  However, population, a resource that was still important in the sixteenth century, had just been taken from the nobles, so how could it be controlled by the capitalists?

   Therefore, in order to promote the normal development of commerce, and also to strengthen the national power of England, our Majesty the King officially declares:

  All slaves can obtain permanent residency and British citizenship when they land in England for three years.

   After that, compared with ordinary Englishmen, except for the right to vote and 5% more tax, other rights are the same as those of Englishmen.

   Of course, it only applies to Europa, and white people, and Christians.

   Those black people, as well as ***, are not considered.

   In this way, the capitalists only have three years of ownership of those who have been trafficked.

  After that, it will be released.

  Although this is the case, the three-year free labor still makes factory owners flock to it.

  Three years, they still made a lot of money, and then cheated to sign a long-term contract, even if they had to pay wages, but when the supply of workers in England was in short supply, the continuous operation of the factory was still very profitable.

  Edward, on the other hand, can get a huge population out of thin air, pay taxes, serve in the military, and drive England's economy to take off.

  Don’t underestimate the population resources. The Netherlands, the sea coachman, did not even have enough sailors to drive the boat because of insufficient population, so he finally switched to finance. Although there are factors of British suppression.

   The idea that the empire on which the sun never sets will go online ahead of schedule appeared in his mind, and Edward felt particularly relieved.

  England at this time is the edge of Europe, and its status is too low.

  Thinking of the kings of European countries prostrating themselves in front of them, and playing with their queens unscrupulously, they dare not speak out, and they are so happy.

  Thinking, Edward unconsciously opened his mouth wide, saliva brewing continuously.

   "Dengdengdengdeng—" A knock on the door woke Edward up. He restrained his expression, returned to his seat and sat down. Edward said casually:

"Come in-"

   "Your Majesty, Speaker Alexander has arrived!"

  As the secretary, Laura reported truthfully without any fluctuation in her tone.

   "Let him in!"

"yes-"

   "Your servant, Faris Alexander, has met His Majesty!"

  Your Excellency, the speaker, seemed to be a little energetic, and expressed his greetings to Edward in a sonorous tone.

   Regarding this, Edward smiled in his heart. He didn't understand that the speaker, His Excellency, still lingers on the position under his buttocks.

  However, five years is long enough. Like the current bureaucratic rule in England, a long-term high position is a threat to the royal power.

   "Dear sir, please sit down, I invite you here this time, I have an important matter to discuss with you!"

  Edward sat upright, with a serious look on his face, which made His Excellency the Speaker, who always liked his lazy, subconsciously solemn.

   "You know this petition letter!"

  Edward pointed to the petition letter on the desk and said.

   "Of course, I handed this to you!"

  His Excellency the Speaker had doubts on his face, and he looked at the king with some confusion.

   "What do you see in that?" Edward continued.

   "This..." Faris glanced at the petition letter hesitantly, then looked at His Majesty the King, and said.

   "It's okay, keep talking!"

   "It seems that the nobles are a little dissatisfied with the central government!"

   As he spoke, Faris glanced at the young king timidly, and said in a low voice.

   Of course Edward knew that the central government was just a cover, but in fact it was referring to himself.

   This kind of dissatisfaction needs to be resolved, and the poor noble needs the care of His Majesty the King.