Chapter 372 Jazz
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The young king lowered his head, his face was radiant, and he seed to be as excited as the crowd around him.
He is wearing a purple cloak and a tight yellow formal suit. On his head is a crown that symbolizes royal power. Big red gemstones are inlaid on the crown, which seems to be showing off the power of the king.
Aside, as Edward's fiancée, Her Majesty Mary Queen of Scots, she was wearing a red cloak and a beautiful white dress. Although she was only fourteen years old, she was already beautiful enough to move people.
A long red hair in a wavy shape, draped over the back, a straight and tender nose, light red lips, and dark blue eyes, showing the beauty of Her Majesty the Queen all the ti.
As the king's fiancée, she has already understood the royal etiquette, and she also has a bright smile on her face, watching her husband with such attachnt and love.
The nobles naturally saw all this.
In fact, before this welco event, the Ministry of Internal Affairs had already sent people to notify the nobles, mbers of parliant, officials, and various wealthy businessn in London.
Be sure to arrive at Stington Pier to welco these heroes who have returned from afar.
Of course, as the Adventure Chamber of Comrce sponsoring Sir Hugh Willoughby and Richard Chandler and his party, it is natural to have a mournful face, barely maintaining a smile, and co to the pier to welco these adventurers.
As His Majesty the King stood, the atmosphere of the entire pier beca more and more heated, and waves of voices poured in like mountains and seas, directly filling Edward's eardrums with pain.
It is estimated that thousands of people ca to the entire terminal, and the original unloading place was full of spectators, crowded, shoulder to shoulder, sweating, this is not a joke.
Of course, in order to protect their own safety and the safety of the nobles, the guards and bodyguards sent a large number of people to guard them.
"Really, His Majesty is really enough, just a boatman and sailor, do you need so many rituals?"
Among the nobles, an elderly noble with a gray beard and trembling speech, looked at Chandler and the others standing in front of the king, blew his beard and stared, and expressed dissatisfaction in his tone.
In his eyes, only nobles enjoy this honor, and they can only be nobles, because only people of noble blood like them can enjoy the blessing of the king and the cheers of the crowd. For others, it is overstepping and disrespectful the behavior of.
"Your Excellency, calm down, calm down, for the sake of these common people, there is no need to get angry!" A nobleman in his thirties heard this and quickly comforted him, for fear that this person would be directly angered to death. First, it's not very good.
"Besides, this is the aning of His Majesty the King, we should obey silently!"
Speaking of His Majesty the King, the nobles who originally had the sa thoughts as the elderly nobles cald down and looked at His Majesty the King in front of them, as if nothing had happened just now.
Seeing this, the old aristocrat who was still aggrieved also stopped talking, and turned his head stubbornly, not knowing what he was thinking.
The aristocrats were speechless, but among the masses, the discussion was one after another, and it was lively?
"Tell , who is this person! He actually got the audience of His Majesty the King!"
A thin man looked at Chandler standing on the high platform, envious in his mouth, and the little stars in his eyes couldn't be stopped.
"I don't know, I only heard that they set up a boat to find the route to the east. Most of the people were almost dead, and finally ca back!"
Beside , a well-dressed man replied.
"Is it the rumored East where gold is everywhere and everyone wears silk?" "Yes, that's right!"
"Then has he found the route?" The thin man asked a little excitedly.
"Who knows, probably found it, otherwise how could His Majesty the King et him?"
Such dialogues are not uncommon among the welcoming crowd, and various rumors are born and drifted like the wind.
Although people speculate that there are various reasons, but in summary there is only one, this man is about to develop.
"You are heroes, my gentlen. At this mont, the royal family and the whole of England are proud of you. You are the heroes of the whole of England!"
Edward made as much sound as possible from his throat with an emotional tone, and the smooth and loud voice ca out from his throat, and then spread to the entire pier.
At this ti, although the hearing was not very accurate, for the onlookers, this was the first ti they heard the voice of His Majesty the King, Edward VI who ruled England, Ireland, Wales and Scotland, their monarch.
In this way, thousands of people suddenly fell silent when the sound fell, and then, the crowd roared, and a roar broke out: Long live! Long live!
In such a scene, Edward was still a little excited.
He also stopped talking, quietly waiting for the voice of the crowd to gradually decrease, enjoying this rare mont, a mont of glory that can only be exclusive to a king.
On the other side, Queen Mary, who is as beautiful as a flower bone, has a sweet smile on her face, quietly listening to people's cheers and quietly watching the young man in front of her. This is her future husband, who also brought her from Scotland. The captured monarch will soon be the king who will accompany her to rule many territories.
At this mont, she is proud, emotional, and loving.
"However, Your Majesty, I regret that I have not found a route to the East. Glory to you and England!"
Chandler knelt down on one knee, and with the support of the king, he got up logically, bent over, and confided slowly.
"No, sir!" Edward denied his self-opinion, fixed Chandler's toiled face and shabby clothes, and said:
"Although you have not fulfilled my entrustnt, you have found routes to Moscow and Eastern Europe. Your mission has been completed, and you have shocked the whole of England!"
"You are a great hero, there is no doubt about it!"
His Majesty's words, like a warm current, ward Chandler's heart, especially His Majesty's praise, which really made him want to cry.
"Mr. Richard Chandler, because of your contribution to the royal family and England, you are hereby awarded a knighthood!"
The minister in charge of ceremonies on the side finally had a chance to show his face. He took a sudden step forward and announced loudly to Chandler.
"Oh! Yes!" Chandler was stunned for a while, and then with a surprised expression on his face, he knelt down on one knee and made an oath:
"Under the witness of God, I and my descendants will uphold the principle of loyalty and swear allegiance to His Majesty the King and his descendants..."
After he finished speaking, Edward took out the jewel-encrusted sword and tapped him on the back lightly with the back of the sword.
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