Game of Thrones: The Strongest Guoguang

Chapter 43 Vivian's Bitterness
As dawn broke, the sleeping King's Landing began to wake up.

The merchants set up tents around the shoemaker's square and began to sell mountain stone carvings, animal bone bracelets, silk cloth, various spices and special products.

Young women from the villages carried baskets among the crowds, selling wildflowers or home-brewed ale, and several restaurants set up pie stalls.

The short-haired man leaned against the statue, and the crisp bells from the church echoed in his ears, and he managed to deal with it all night.

The homeless people around him also got up one after another, but they didn't engage in intense activities, hoping to save what little energy they had left.

The short-haired man is named Mark Rossi, who comes from the Acorn Hall next to the Noble Heart. He was once praised for his clear and distant singing as a bard. Later, he was devout and wanted to travel around the Seven Kingdoms and create a better world. Psalms.

During the journey, his singing voice was no longer crisp, his figure gradually became thinner, and the nobles in the past stopped listening to his singing, and he even lost the lyre that he used for a living.

In a trance, he followed the refugees who also had nothing to eat, and came to the outside of King's Landing.

Some people in the flea nest are like him, who can't get anything out of their bodies except faith and piety.

The pastors in the church used to help some refugees and appease the lambs in the name of the Seven Gods, but at some point, the bishops remained indifferent to the refugees' outstretched hands.

Mark, a former poet and now a refugee, was interrupted by a movement from the crowd.

The refugees lined up neatly, waiting for the dawn ahead.

A group of people carefully carried something out of the rising sun. It was the cooks and guards in the Red Castle approaching with freshly cooked food.

A bowl of porridge, two fragrant breads, and some vegetables.

It is not rich, but the refugees are very satisfied, because not only the bread is soft like a mother's embrace, but also the porridge is thick enough to chew.

A certain chef said this, you have been hungry for too long, and eating things that are not easy to digest will harm you instead.

The refugees don't think the chef is lying to them, because their health is getting better and better, and they don't suddenly faint until they can't get up again.

Those who have recovered their strength will help with what they can, such as washing and sweeping.

Those who regained their health went to build roads, build houses, and clean ditches. It is said that they ate better and received a wage.

Mark in the crowd was eating the long-lost fragrant soft bread, and he didn't notice that his eyes were wet with tears.

Once they came to King's Landing unconsciously, outside the church in King's Landing, because the church would save their lives.

With the door of the church closed, they have nowhere to go, they can only wait for the arrival of the Stranger in the flea nest with numb eyes.

But now, the place where Rhaenyla is is their church.

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Aegon Hills, the Red Castle, which heard the church bells, also started a busy day.

After washing, Rhaenyla sat in front of a vanity mirror inlaid with pearls.

Not long after, Yili brought a young maid.The maid gently picked up Rhaenyla's golden and silver hair, and combed it without blinking her eyes.

Without Yili's warning, the skilled maid also knew that she should not hurt His Highness in front of her.

Rhaenila frowned slightly, but it wasn't because the maid behind her hurt her, but she asked Yili if everything inside and outside the city of King's Landing was all right. After receiving an affirmative answer, the beauty in the mirror smiled.

Yi Li handed over a cup of palace black tea that had just cooled a bit, which was Rhaenila's usual habit.

The maids outside the door gave Yili a wink. Seeing this, Yili came to the door, questioned them, and bowed in front of Rhaenilla, "Your Highness, there is a nun who wants to come to thank you."

"Then let her in."

An older woman came in from the door, she didn't dare to look at Ranila, she just knelt down on the ground: "Thank you, Your Highness, for letting my useless son be the cook in the Red Castle, and I will pay you back every month." Get that much money."

It turns out that the number of chefs in the Red Castle has been severely lacking in recent days, so Rhaenila asked Yili to check in. Whether there are those who are close to the noble family or the old servants of the Red Castle, a large number of chefs are recruited. Of course, stealing and cheating, Those who harbor evil intentions must not want any of them.

"Nurse, get up and talk." Rhaenila comforted softly, "You are also an old man in the Red Castle. I stayed in the Red Castle when I was a queen mother, and I have always known who I am. No, it’s right to start well and end well, at least for one day I’m in the Red Castle, I’ll be your master for one day.”

It turned out that the old woman's son was stupid by nature, and his parents sent him to learn carpentry, but he failed in accounting, so he could only stay at home, and the old mother was anxious.It happened that Yili was recruiting a chef here. Although this kid said he was clumsy, he could cook and grind noodles. Seeing that this person had no problems and he was a family member of the old servant in the Red Castle, Yili let him pass.

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, since he took the post of chef in the Red Castle, our neighbors and relatives will never look down on him again."

In the future, the situation where Alison was battered by the palace fight in the Red Castle will no longer exist.As small as the rat catcher in the Red Castle and the old lady in charge of cleaning, as big as the head of the guards in the Red Castle and the Royal Guards, Rhaenyla has been properly arranged, and even the secret passage that no one knows has recently They all sent people to block them.

If Hightower continues to do what she wants to do in the Red Keep, she doesn't mind showing her hands.

Even if Hightower came to the court, it would not be easy to conceive a child. Rhaenyla's eyes rolled, and the light of calculation flashed from them.

A cup of moon tea, musk bracelets... She has also received a lot of influence, and she is self-taught.

As for any evil servants bullying the master, controlling the government, or some foreign surnames and bloodlines confusing the royal family, and reporting on adultery, it would never happen to Rhaenyla.

She doesn't know about other Targaryens without dragons, at least no one dares to be presumptuous in front of Targaryens with dragons.

Other emperors just call themselves the Son of Heaven, who can really raise a dragon in his own courtyard?
"It's also thanks to Miss Yili who is next to Her Highness the Princess!" The old mother smiled at Ranila, "My family grows some melons and fruits outside the city. Put it under the kitchen, Miss Yili and the big maids around His Royal Highness appreciate it, come and taste it when you have time."

Yili is also very proud recently. She is currently a popular person around the princess, and her status is equivalent to the head of the palace in the Red Castle. In the past, such female officials were filled by the daughters of the noble families.

Yili's father has also been very happy recently. His daughter is doing well and is highly valued. The second son is also working for the princess. The nobles who used to ignore their family are now sending invitations to their family like a swarm of bees. The noble lady inquired about Yili's marriage inside and out—a little noble daughter like her could only be the mistress of a small noble family in the past, and even nearly married the illegitimate son of a wealthy family as his wife.

But being a court lady is different!

"I still have to do something for His Highness, father, don't delay me!" Yili said arrogantly, her mother was not only not annoyed, but pulled her into her arms, and said lovingly, "Listen to you Yes, my precious daughter." The sisters-in-law don't know how much they envy her now, hearing her say that her son manages the cement factory that is making money every day for the princess, and her daughter becomes a court lady, what a beautiful life!

The nuns and the maids got up and went to work, and Rhaenila took Yili and a few maids to the Princess Mansion to handle government affairs.

Vivienne Tan, who was sweeping the floor in the outer courtyard, this former Rhaenila's maid, can only do some rough work now.

"If you have any dissatisfaction, then go back to the family, don't delay you." Rhaenila once said to her with a sigh.

But Vivian didn't go back, and the family would treat her coldly because she was worthless.

Although the other maids on the side didn't stop working, they also listened to Yili's instructions and kept their eyes on the down-and-out Vivian to prevent her from harming the royal family.

Vivienne clenched the broom in her hand, "I used to... spy on the princess for Alison, is it really wrong?"

"But it's too late to regret it now." The bitterness in her heart spread into one piece.

(End of this chapter)