Chapter 249 Trial
"I know, sir!" The middle-aged businessman said indifferently, without any sincerity, and seemed to be perfunctory, but Sir Robert did not emphasize it when he saw this.
"As for those weapons, we bought them!" Sir Robert looked straight at him, with some unspeakable meaning in his eyes, and said word by word.
"Thank you for the weapons you brought, please accept my thanks!"
Sir Robert bowed slightly and gave a knightly salute. The whole picture looked elegant and relaxed.
"We have always admired your righteous behavior. I hope you can survive. This is our greatest expectation!"
The middle-aged man also bowed politely, with a smile on his face and a sincere and enthusiastic tone.
"Of course, if you can inflict severe damage on this tyrant and force them to agree to your terms, that would be the best thing!"
The middle-aged businessman said something intentionally or unintentionally with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but then he closed his mouth, saluted, and left quietly.
When Sir Robert heard this sentence, his heart froze for a moment, and his original suspicion was infinitely magnified. This businessman is definitely not from England, France or Spain. At present, it seems that the French are the most likely.
However, for now, overcoming the difficulties is the most important thing, let's talk about the rest!
Sir Robert exhaled softly and held his forehead. He felt so tired now, and his energy was getting weaker and weaker!
At this time, His Majesty the King of London also received the news from Oxford, and when he heard that the people in Oxford were in panic, he couldn't help laughing.
"Jack did a good job, very good, hahaha!"
In front of the big-breasted secretary Emma, Edward read the letter from Oxford and laughed happily.
And Emma was so happy to see His Majesty the King, she obediently stood aside, watching His Majesty the King quietly, her eyes blurred.
"Emma, you don't know that this boy Jack directly won more than 20 country gentry, and the evidence is solid. This time, I am afraid that most of the land in Oxfordshire will belong to the royal family. This is the most important thing I have received today." One thing to be happy about!"
The news of Marquess William’s failure came in the morning. This guy, who could not be supported by mud, rushed forward underestimated the enemy, and lost all the militiamen in Northamptonshire. More importantly, he ignored his own words.
This annoyed the always conceited His Majesty the King. If it wasn't for the face of the former Queen Catherine, he would have already waived his title.
But now, Edward could only scold him, emphasizing the order to surround and not attack again, giving him a chance to make meritorious service.
This is also a helpless move, and the situation that no one can use is once again placed in front of Edward.
At present, the Marquis William can only continue to be appointed. In the entire East England, only the Marquis William, who was once the Minister of the Regency Committee, is qualified to command the militia in several counties.
This aggrieved emotion was finally released after the letter from Oxford City.
"This is really a joyful thing, my lord!"
Emma squinted her eyes, cast her gentle eyes on Edward, and quickly echoed softly.
"Okay, let's go out for a walk with me!" Edward stood up, moved his stiff arms and neck, and said to the obedient Emma.
Emma's face brightened instantly, she stretched her delicate snow-white neck, and playfully embraced Edward's arm in her arms.
I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but her soft but somewhat hard size made Edward’s arm completely sink, as if trapped in endless mud, unable to be pulled out.
In other words, he didn't want to take it out, and said with a hint of enjoyment: "Go to the theater! I think "Henry VII" has been fully interpreted! Just let's go and enjoy it, this is my grandfather s story!"
Edward's right hand naturally wrapped around the girl's slightly plump and tight waist. Even though his height was only as high as the girl's nimble eyes, he did not delay his actions in the slightest.
"Your Majesty—" the girl was at a loss for what to do by His Majesty's sudden move. She turned her head to look at the domineering young king, with surprise flashing in her eyes and a nasal voice, she said softly.
"Come on, I think it's going to be an enjoyable drama, sure!"
With a smile in his eyes, Edward met the girl's shy eyes and said meaningfully.
Soon, the two brought a few guards to the Rose Theater without others knowing, sat in the VIP seat, sat on the leather padded seat with the girl, and enjoyed the performance with relish.
It's a pity that the girl seems a little unaccustomed to it. She looks uncomfortable, and the sound of vomiting can be heard from time to time, which makes the guards outside the door very curious.
While His Majesty the King was enjoying leisurely, a trial began in Oxford City.
Judging Party: Star Chamber Court Judge
Place of Trial: County Court
Plaintiff: Jack, Chief of the Special Operations Division of the Star Chamber Court
Defendant: The four major families including Parker Matthew, Brill John, and other country gentry and patriarchs, a total of 26 people
Jury: Twenty-three impromptu
The jury, also known as the temporary civil jury, originated in the Roman period. In Henry II, that is, in the twelfth century, the jury system was formally stipulated in the name of law, and it was generally accepted by the people.
Of course, this is also the result of the British king's struggle for power with the nobles and the church, using public opinion to deal with theocracy.
His Excellency, who has not yet formed the tradition of wearing a wig, has a bald head, a big eagle nose that looks red, and is sitting on the trial bench with a shiny face, which looks very funny.
But everyone present did not seem to be joking at all. As one of the most prominent judges in the Star Court, Sir Marlowe Christopher has a great reputation in England.
In England's high society, he has always been known for being harsh and careful. Some people even say that he is the incarnation of Satan from hell.
He imposed extremely severe sentences on every case he handled. Someone calculated that the probability of being sentenced to death by him was more than 30%. He was well-known in England, and his fear was even greater than that of the king.
First, the plaintiff's lawyer stood up, stated his point of view, and presented the evidence one by one, showing them in front of the judge and jury, and explaining them carefully.
The defendant also hired a lawyer to refute the accusation of the plaintiff one by one, although the evidence seems extremely pale.
But this is the procedure that should exist. Even if the evidence of the crime is convincing, it is necessary to hire a lawyer for the plaintiff and argue.
Then the plaintiff's lawyer refuted the defendant's lawyer's statement loopholes, but his tone was flat, as if he was being drafted.
(end of this chapter)