My British Empire

  Chapter 550 No grandeur, no prestige

  After observing the specific situation, Andre left the largest theater in London, and left here by car alone.

  As an important retainer of the royal family, Andre stayed in London during the time when the king went to Windsor, handling the affairs of newspapers and theaters, and handling the business of the royal family in London by the way.

  Even though he has entered the upper class, Andre is still used to riding in a rented carriage instead of riding in his own private carriage.

   Someone asked him, why not buy a carriage and hire a groom?

  Andre always smiled and said nothing. The monthly cost of raising horses and hired grooms was even better than taking a taxi.

   More importantly, compared with other nobles and gentry, he does not have a family crest or surname to show off. Could it be that the carriage is whiteboard? Isn't that just making people laugh?

   Therefore, what he hopes is that he can get the position of minister, so that he can be rewarded with fiefs and titles by the king, so that he can have his own surname.

  Of course, if you want to achieve this goal, having ability is not enough, it just makes Andre have the qualifications to compete.

  For example, Adler, who controls the Bank of England, is the most powerful competitor.

Although he is a Jew, he is a Jew who has betrayed his religious beliefs. He has been controlling the Bank of England for His Majesty the King. The income he gives to the royal family every year is already comparable to that of land, accounting for nearly one-third of the total income of the royal family. , extremely exaggerated.

  So, presenting a drama to His Majesty the King on his birthday is just one of his means, and his real gift is still behind.

  By car to the largest hotel in London, Andre went straight in, and found a bald old man among the bustling crowd in the lobby.

  He was wearing an Italian-style cloak, with dark skin, thick and long arms, and a Mediterranean-style hairstyle, which made him stand out from the crowd.

  He was looking around, as if observing the largest hotel in London.

   "Tsk tsk! What a waste. Such a good stone has been built like this. It's an insult to architecture." Andre walked in and heard the old man whispering.

   "Welcome, respect Mr. Andrea Palladio!" Andre said softly in Latin to the annoying old man in front of him with a respectful and polite attitude.

   "Oh! I see!" The old man called Palladio, he nodded casually to show that he knew, and then asked softly:

   "My dear lord, I am here because you said that there is a world-renowned building that needs me to design, not because of your reward of one thousand pounds!"

  The old man Palladio's attitude was rather bad, but Andre was not upset at all, but was even more excited in his heart.

  The old man in front of him is one of the most famous architects in Italy, and he is well known in Italy.

He has been using the principles of classical architecture to design a series of country villas and city palaces for the nobles of Vicenza. One of the most famous buildings is the Villa Capra, also known as the Dome Cathedral. template.

   Throughout Europe, he himself is also a well-known big shot.

  In particular, Palladio has always been fascinated by Roman and ancient Greek architecture, so he is also famous for the architectural design of nobles and royal courts.

   "Mr. Palladio, please don't be impatient. The reason I invited you from Italy this time is that what I promised will definitely be fulfilled. Please wait a moment!"

  Andre didn't care at all, but explained softly with a smile.

   "I came here today to take you to see the place. You go to research in detail, and then draw a few styles. Our Majesty the King, you need to refer to it!"

   "You, you mean, I came this time to build the palace for His Majesty Edward?" Palladio stretched out his fingers, his sparse head gradually covered with fine sweat, and his brown eyes shone brightly.

  He couldn't believe that His Majesty the King of England would summon him to build the palace, so far away, the scale of the palace would definitely not be small, and he would definitely show his talents.

   "In this case, even if I pass away in the future, if this palace exists, my name will still be passed down among the architects, and it will be difficult to drift away for a long time! And this, I think, is the last masterpiece of my life!"

   Subsequently, Andre took the famous architect to several spacious locations outside London, allowing the master to fully display his talents.

  And Andre, he ran to Windsor Castle a hundred miles away to meet His Majesty the King.

   "You mean, you want me to build a new palace?"

  Edward stared at Andre with his blue eyes in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe his thoughts.

   "My Andre, how could you have such an idea? It was so unexpected!"

   Asked his monarch to build a palace. This was the first time Edward had encountered it since he became king. He was very surprised.

   "My Andre, although the royal family's finances are gradually getting better, they are not big enough to build the palace wantonly!"

  Edward shook his head and sighed as he looked at this little friend who had been by his side since he was a child and grew up step by step.

   "Your Majesty, I think that rebuilding a palace is not just a matter for the royal family, but concerns the entire United Kingdom!"

   Seeing the slight joy in the eyes of His Majesty the King, Andre knew that he had made the right bet. His Majesty the King was not satisfied with the current palace.

  So instead of flattering His Majesty Edward as always, he continued to insist on his views.

   "You are now Lord of England, Scotland, Ireland, Wales, and France, and Guardian of the Faith throughout the British Isles.

  The current small and simple palace cannot match your due status, nor can it demonstrate the prestige of the royal family! "

  Andre secretly glanced at His Majesty's calm face, then continued to lower his head, bend over, and said loudly.

   "Is this what you mean?" Edward narrowed his eyes and asked.

   "Of course, this is all my own idea!" Although he didn't know what the king meant, Andre still respectfully agreed.

   "Very well, your idea is very good!" Edward was very satisfied with this kind of courtier who cared about the king, and said all these words from the bottom of his heart.

  Look at those royal palaces in London. They are either other houses of nobles, or they have been built for hundreds of years. They are very uncomfortable to live in.

  Besides, his current status surpasses the previous kings of England, and he can be called the most powerful and powerful king. Of course, he must have a matching palace to claim the supremacy of the kingship.

  At this time, Edward suddenly remembered a sentence that Xiao He said to Liu Bang after he built the Changle Palace in history: There is no majesty without magnificence

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