My British Empire

  Chapter 224 The Sad Faris

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  After talking in detail for more than an hour, Russell reported to the Duke of Norfolk what he had learned and analyzed in detail. His mouth was dry, and he saw Norfolk's satisfied appearance.

   "Mr. Russell, you stay here first, after a while, I will naturally find you!"

  The Duke of Norfolk patted him on the shoulder, with a faint smile on his face, and then walked away slowly.

  The silver-haired butler stayed behind, showing a kind smile at the two of them.

   "Please! Gentlemen—"

  Russell chose to obey the arrangement without hesitation, and went straight to the guiding place, and the fat Darren followed directly.

  At this time, our Majesty the King is receiving Faris Alexander, the Speaker of the Privy Council who does not have a strong sense of presence.

  A while ago, with Edward’s approval, Sir Moore resigned as Speaker of the House of Commons. According to the usual practice, President of the Privy Council Faris Alexander also served as Speaker of the House of Commons, becoming a veritable leader of the Privy Council.

   Of course, there are also some reasons for Sir More's age, and Edward's decision to strengthen his control over the House of Commons.

   After all, when Sir More existed, he was too tolerant of the House of Commons, conniving at the House of Commons against the royal power.

   "Your Majesty, the merger of the Financial Expenditure Management Office and the Finance Department has been completed, and I think they are capable of completing the tax collection task!"

  Faris bowed his head slightly, and reported to His Majesty the King meticulously, and His Majesty the King listened seriously.

  Speaking of the Finance Department, this was the most important financial institution in the hands of the royal family in the past, including the Revenue Tribunal, the Chief Inspector of the Royal Territory, and the tithe, the first year's salary and other royal income institutions were under its jurisdiction.

  Before the merger, Edward asked Faris Alexander, who was the Chancellor of the Exchequer, to separate all of these and merge them into the Chief Financial Officer led by Luna, leaving an empty shell to merge with the Financial Expenditure Management Office.

   "Your Excellency, Speaker, don't worry about the collection of subsidy. We will talk about it after a while. Besides, the taxes paid by London to the central government every month are already enough for the central government's expenditure!"

   Edward looked at the Speaker of the Privy Council in front of him, and said lightly.

   "Yes, Your Majesty!" Faris wanted to continue, but seeing His Majesty's expression, he could only swallow.

   "By the way, I think the Northern Affairs Committee should be rearranged!"

  Hearing His Majesty the King's words, the doubts in Faris's mind increased even more.

   "Your Majesty, the French have been braving poisonous water. Although the aristocratic forces in the north have been wiped out, for the sake of stability, the existence of the Northern Affairs Committee is still necessary!"

   Regarding this matter, Faris felt that he still needed to make an opinion. This is related to the stability of England, so he couldn’t be careless. He couldn’t help saying with a solemn expression on his face.

  The Northern Affairs Committee was not set up to guard against the Scots, and the English have never been afraid of the Scots.

  The establishment of the committee is entirely to suppress the rebellious aristocratic forces in the northern counties bordering Scotland.

At that time, in 1536, the so-called "Grace Pilgrimage" religious riots broke out in the north. In fact, Henry VIII used the religious reform to wipe out the local separatist aristocracy, and the aristocrats were unwilling to lose their rights. Rebellion.

  Henry VIII did not hesitate to suppress, and also used the religious reform to sweep away the local separatist forces.

  Since then, the local nobles have completely lost their judicial power and military power, and they have completely lost the power to compete with the king.

  The Tudor monarchs have no power to hinder their rule of England and Wales since then.

  Listening to the words of the Speaker of the Privy Council, Edward had to think about it. It is indeed not a good way to treat the north as an experimental area. Besides, Scotland has not been stable in recent years, so it is still not suitable to move lightly.

   "Since your Excellency is so opposed, forget it!" Edward said casually.

   Hearing what His Majesty said, Faris felt like he was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood. This is too casual!

  Faris muttered slowly in his heart, but still had a serious look on his face.

   "Your Excellency, please prepare. On April 1st, the Privy Council will hold a civil servant public admission examination in the name of the Central Committee and me!"

   Just as Faris was thinking about whether he should leave, the young king's loud voice came from his ear.

   "What?" Faris cried out for a moment.

   Immediately, he came back to his senses, and confessed to Edward with an apologetic face.

   "Please forgive my rudeness, Your Majesty the King!" Faris said quickly, "But this is really a surprising thing!"

   "With all due respect, Your Majesty, at present, there are more than 200 people in the entire central government, which is completely enough to handle England's affairs, and there is no need to recruit any more!"

   "If you recruit again, I don't think it will be of much use other than adding extra waste of money!"

  Faris straightened up and looked directly at the young king. He felt great at this moment, as if he was saving a young and ignorant king, and his glorious deeds would definitely spread.

  In England, Europe, and all over the world, wandering poets continued to promote this loyal minister to people everywhere, and even hundreds of years later, books about themselves were recorded in their deeds, and they were looked up to by later generations.

   "Okay, Your Excellency the Minister!" Edward looked at Faris's expression as if he had saved the world in front of him, a little dumbfounded, and immediately interrupted him.

   "Your Majesty, we really shouldn't need to recruit!" Faris looked into Edward's eyes sincerely, as if he was seeing a child who had lost his foot, which made Edward feel extremely uncomfortable.

   "Speaker Alexander, I don't think the Privy Council has reached the point of making a decision for the king yet!"

  Edward stared at Faris and said in a serious tone.

   "My order, you will understand after a while.

   And now, you just need to follow my orders! "

   Seeing His Majesty speak in such a stern tone, Faris remembered his identity, shrank his neck hastily, and said timidly: "Follow your instructions, Your Majesty the King!"

   "Okay, you can go out now!" Edward said angrily when he saw that he had immediately returned to his original form.

   Just when Faris turned and left, thinking that the incident was over, a voice suddenly came from behind.

   "You are responsible for this matter. Don't let others handle it. If you don't understand, ask Mayor William. I think he will help you!"

   "Remember, if I am not satisfied in the end, I will have your fruit!"

  Hearing the last sentence, Faris felt that he wanted to die. How could such a subjective condition be satisfied?

  (end of this chapter)