My British Empire

  Chapter 392 Wedding of the Century (Part 1)

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  Eight years have passed since Mary, Queen of Scots was "invited" to London, and the little **** has grown into a slim fourteen-year-old girl.

  Young His Majesty Edward has long been engaged to her, and what is going on now is just a wedding.

  Although the age of fourteen is a bit young, according to the standard of twelve for females and fourteen for males stipulated by the medieval church, it is quite ample.

   Not to mention, Edward's grandfather, Henry VII's mother, gave birth to Henry VII at the age of thirteen, although the consequences were a bit strong, that is, infertility.

Looking at it now, this rule is regarded as early marriage today, but in that era of underdeveloped medical and health care, the survival rate of babies themselves was low, and many mothers died of dystocia. Accident-prone age.

   Therefore, it is not easy to become a real adult after the age of eighteen.

  Of course, Edward is not that cruel. To torture a fourteen-year-old girl, he must be at least sixteen!

  Some children of aristocratic families will be engaged before they are born, but when they actually get married, they have to grow up to the prescribed age.

  In Germanic law, there was an ordinance prohibiting the marriage of close relatives very early. At the same time, marriage with a married woman and marriage with children of other social classes were also prohibited.

  The church clearly stipulates that marriage within four generations is prohibited (originally it was seven generations).

   In this regard, in order to maintain the purity of bloodlines and better protect their property, the nobles had to spend a lot of gold coins to bribe the church to get their approval.

  Later, the marriage of consanguineous relatives also became a legitimate reason for the church to approve the divorce of the couple. It was for this reason that King Louis VII of France divorced Eleanor, the "Mother of Europe".

  However, although England does not explicitly prohibit the marriage of close relatives, there is already awareness of this aspect in British traditional customs.

  Of course, in the eyes of the English, as long as they are not from the same family, they are not close relatives. All cousin marriages such as cousins ​​are still popular.

  And let's sort out the relationship between Edward and Queen Mary to see if they are close relatives.

  Queen Mary's grandmother, Princess Mary, is Henry VIII's younger sister, Edward's aunt, so Edward is Mary's cousin.

Forehead! When I didn't say it, go ahead, maybe harmony.

  1555, on December 8th, London began to rain continuously in the early morning, but the streets of London were still full of people.

   Groups of guards in red and black jackets, with guns on their shoulders and daggers on their waists, raised their heads imposingly and looked ahead, blocking the eager and excited London crowd.

   Today marks the wedding of His Majesty King Edward VI of England to Her Majesty Mary Queen of Scots.

  All the citizens of London, as well as the Scots people who had traveled thousands of miles to London, all put on new clothes, preparing to welcome the carriage from the two kings with their own eyes.

  More than that, businessmen from France, Spain, Germany and other European regions also came to witness this century wedding with their own eyes.

   It’s not bad to say it’s the wedding of the century.

  This wedding will witness the union of the two kingdoms. Scotland and England will officially become the United Kingdom with the marriage of the two kings.

  Whitehall Palace, Queen Mary put on a white shirt, a white skirt, a white wreath on her head today, and a long white gauze, holding a white bouquet and her long hair fluttering.

  A light red makeup was put on her face, making her immature face look a bit mature.

  Englanders admire white, which symbolizes the purity of love and good luck. The custom of wearing the veil can be traced back to the 10th century BC. At that time, it was prevalent in Mesopotamia for women to wear wedding dresses. After that, it developed into a white veil, and the size was extended day by day, and spread all over Europe.

  Besides, Queen Mary was wearing a long light green dress. Her face, which had been calm before, was now full of smiles. She kept looking at her daughter, and it was obvious that she was extremely happy.

   "My daughter, my Mary, is married today, and you are the most beautiful bride in the world!"

   Facing her mother's praise, the naughty Mary couldn't help feeling a little shy, lowering her head, not daring to look into her mother's eyes.

   "Haha! My Mary is shy!" The Queen Mother made fun of her daughter softly, then looked at her and said seriously.

   "Mary, starting today, you will become someone else's wife, you can't continue to be willful!"

  Listening to her mother's earnest words, Mary disapproved, curled her lips, and said:

   "Mom, don't worry, Edward won't scold me, and I've never been willful!"

   Regarding this, Queen Mary shook her head and stopped talking. She just combed Mary's long red hair, with a touch of sadness in her eyes.

   "From now on, Mary no longer belongs to me alone!"

   "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the time is up!"

  The maid on the side, Casey, rubbed her sore eyes and said.

   "Okay, let's go!" Then, Mary went downstairs to meet Edward.

  The young king is also wearing a dress and a crown today, looking extraordinarily heroic.

  After seeing Mary going downstairs, he took Mary's left hand, the two smiled at each other, and then boarded the carriage.

  The carriage is carried by eight horses. Its appearance is black and gold. There are countless gilts and jewels on the surface. It looks extraordinarily luxurious.

  In front of the carriage, young guards rode tall horses and led the way ahead, while the guards on the side of the road also worked extremely hard to intercept the crowded crowd, and the scene was extremely lively.

   On the road from Whitehall Palace to Westminster Palace, a red carpet has been laid, and flowers of various colors are sprinkled on the red carpet, and the carriage is driving slowly on it.

   Sitting in the carriage, Edward could still hear the cheers outside the carriage through the thick curtains.

   "Long live Your Majesty!" "Long live the Queen!" "Long live the King!" "Long live!!"...

   "Listen, Mary, are the citizens of London blessing us?"

  Edward took Mary's left hand, which felt soft and smooth, as if there were no bones. He pointed his mouth at her ear and said softly.

   "En!" Mary felt Edward's hot air in her ears, twisted her neck a little unaccustomed, gave a coquettish sound, and nodded.

   "I will follow what I taught you later, don't be nervous!" Edward looked at her white and tender jade neck, swallowed, and said softly.

   "Got it, Edward!" Mary raised her head and said impatiently, "I'm so smart, why would I be nervous? Just kidding!"

   Immediately, the girl Mary stuck out her pink tongue and said in a delicate voice.

   Finally married, it's not easy

  (end of this chapter)