My British Empire

Chapter 329 Haunted by the Palace Intelligence Office

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Facing the crying of his wife and children, he just glanced helplessly, and then looked darkly at the room, where the group of sword-bearers in black were lavishly flipping through his belongings, showing no mercy at all.

Within a short while, a hill was piled up in the courtyard, a hill made of gold coins and silver coins, which made the onlookers open their mouths in surprise and sighed endlessly.

Facing such a scene, Alves was in a daze.

Although my family is also in business, it is the first time that so much money has been accumulated in front of me.

It stands to reason that, as the eldest son of the family, he has passed through countless amounts of money, but this is the first time he has a sense of shock about money.

The gold coins are well maintained. Under the sunlight, the golden light is shining and extremely dazzling.

"Sure enough, gold is the most precious thing in the world.

Whoever has it can command everything he wants. With gold, it is also possible to send souls to heaven! "

Unconsciously, Alves read out this famous quote from Columbus softly.

Relying on his own qualities, Alves finally moved his eyes away from the gold, and he took a slow breath.

But what surprised him was that although the surrounding civilians were stunned and salivating obsessively, they restrained their actions very well and did not dare to take a step.

"This is not normal, these civilians can't have such a high level of self-cultivation as me.

Then, there must be someone nearby who frightens them! "

Alves glanced at the surrounding civilians with piercing eyes, and couldn't help guessing in his heart.

In an instant, his eyes turned to the four sword-bearing men in black tights guarding the gate, and his eyes froze for a moment.

"I'm afraid, they are the key factors!"

Alves murmured softly.

It seemed that they felt Alves' gaze, and the four men in black turned their eyes to Alves at this moment, with a cold light in their eyes, which was meaningful.

Alves was suddenly taken aback by this, turned his head, and avoided his eyes.

The four men in black smiled at the corners of their mouths and stared at him for three seconds before returning to their original state.

"Hey man, you're not from England!"

Alves thought about the strange eyes of these four people, and suddenly felt a voice coming from his ear.

He looked up, and saw a sturdy, wheat-colored man in his twenties with a trace of doubt on his face, leaning over and asking softly.

"No, we belong to the same king!"

Alves shook his head lightly and explained.

However, these words made the man confused.

Facing the confusion on the man's face, Alves didn't need to explain.

The first one is no, it is to deny that he is an Englishman, and that he belongs to the Duchy of Normandy.

We belong to the same king, and declare that he is the same as they.

"Man, I'm afraid you don't know, these people belong to the Star Chamber Court!"

The man thought that Alves was from Wales, Scotland, or Ireland, but he was not interested in knowing.

Facing a rookie like Alves, the man has the desire to be a good teacher.

I saw him hunched over slightly, with a radiant face and an extremely airy look.

Hearing the explanation, Alves couldn't help but take a deep breath. The reputation of the Star Chamber Court, even in Calais, is famous, and his reputation is even wider than that of the King of England.

Belonging to the Star Chamber Court, it is no wonder that these civilians are afraid to go forward. It turns out that these people have such a strong background.

"However, let me tell you, they actually come from an agency called the Palace Intelligence Service, and the person directly reporting to him is the young His Majesty the King!"

After squinting at the four men in black, the man whispered furtively, for fear that others would overhear.

"I see-"

Alves' face suddenly realized, which made the man beside him very satisfied with the secret that seemed to be revealed, and a comfortable smile appeared on his face.

Obviously, this kind of thing made him feel particularly happy.

Seeing Alves' coordinated movements, the man couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, as if he wanted to let out all the secrets in his heart.

"Look at the man standing in the courtyard. He is the director of the Engineering and Construction Department of Southampton. He heard that he was reported by someone, and he was targeted by this group of people!"

As he spoke, the man furtively pointed at the silent man standing in the middle of the courtyard, and whispered.

"But, I think it's more than that..."

In the middle of speaking, the man's original babbling suddenly stopped. He carefully looked around, especially the four men in black who looked like stone pillars, who seemed extra cautious.

He closed his mouth and stopped speaking, and Alves also resisted the doubts in his heart and did not ask any questions.

After a while, the man couldn't hold back any longer. He tugged Alves' arm, pointed to the back, and stepped back.

Alves hesitated for a moment, and then retreated.

It stopped when the two retreated to the back of the crowd.

The man with the big mouth gave Alves a sneaky look, and pouted his mouth lightly, implying something.

And Alves understood what he meant in an instant. In order to satisfy his thirst for knowledge, he was willing to spend a little money.

He casually took out a silver coin from his pocket and threw it into the hands of the man with a big mouth. The man with a big mouth saw that it was a shilling, and his mouth was so happy that he said hastily.

"I heard that your Excellency, the director, actually believes in a false religion in private, and even shields those believers who believe in a false religion. That's why people from the Palace Intelligence Department will appear!"

"Otherwise, this small corruption case is not worth their hand!"

As he spoke, the man with a big mouth showed emotion and even snickered.

"Let me tell you, sir!" The man with the big mouth gloated a little.

"Your Excellency the Minister, and his believers who also believe in false religion, will have all their properties confiscated and fined to go to Ireland to face those false believers every day. I think this must be very pleasant! "

No matter how ignorant he is, Alves still understands that Ireland has always been very repulsive to English people, even if they are also Catholics.

In the face of interests, everything is nothing but belief.

"This is really an emotional thing!"

Originally he was going to say something sad, but when he thought that the people around him believed in the Anglican sect, he decided not to court death.

Also, he is going to hide his beliefs, and England is still a bit dangerous for him.

"Who are you?" At this time, Alves realized that a commoner cannot know these things, and this person in front of him is very dangerous.

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Besven, His Majesty the King knew you were coming, so he specially asked me to invite you over!"

The man with the big mouth waved his hands at the nervous Alves, with a faint smile on his face, explaining slowly.

(end of this chapter)

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