Chapter 81 Poisoned Honey

"I don't know, is the royal family satisfied with the current state of the church?" The archbishop thought for a while, and was concerned about the attitude of the Iron Throne.

Traditionally the Archbishop is elected by the Archbishops, but sometimes Targaryen Kings sometimes influence the election in their will.

Viserys on the Iron Throne has a moderate attitude towards the church, so he did not interfere in the election, but he also did not allow the church to participate too much in the affairs of the Seven Kingdoms. In the current politics of the Seven Kingdoms, the church seems to be invisible.

Ever since the cruel Maegor, the Church has never wanted to be invisible!Power belongs to Targaryen, and theocracy belongs to the church. This is a tacit agreement.

In the Great Holy Church in King's Landing, there are more than eight small temples.

The archbishop has his own favorite candidate for the successor!But other archbishops are not vegetarian either.

This group of high-level figures in the church are not the kind of pious ascetics.

They control the road to the top, and there are often rumors that they come to have fun in the brothels and casinos of King's Landing, and everyone is full of fat.

"If the royal family has no objections, then the church will have an internal election." The archbishop lowered his head in thought, I'm afraid this time there will be a hemorrhage!Exchange interests with several other speakers.

Forget it, anyway, the position of head teacher is held in the hands of these few people, and the fat water will not flow to outsiders.

Rhaenila, who is in charge, is very calm, and doesn't want to intervene in the church's internal affairs now, which will only make them unite and make a common statement.

In fact, these archbishops were deliberately let go by Targaryen, um, they were raised like "pigs".

In fact, these bishops have no family and no name.

The monks of the Church had to give up their family names, and the new archbishop had to give up his secular name.

This is because it is believed that the person holding the post of archbishop is no longer a person, but the mouthpiece of the heavenly gods.

However, this custom makes it difficult to distinguish successive archbishops,
One can only refer to an archbishop with descriptions such as "that bishop of the mason" or "the bishop of the fat man" or "the bishop before the fat man".

Rhaenyra remembered a joke.

Daemon Targaryen, the uncle of the king, once secretly told his gold robes that this fat archbishop looks like the kind that when the nobles worship the statue of the Seven Gods, he secretly picks up the golden dragon that you accidentally dropped. the kind of person.

The good-for-nothing citizens heard about it and went back to talk to their families. The pious woman spat and cursed: "Be careful that the Stranger threw you into the seven hells and pulled out your tongue."

With a smile on her face, Ranila continued: "Master Archbishop, I invite you here this time because I have important matters to discuss."

"Oh?" The guest cheered up, knowing that the show was coming.

"Which side is the church standing on now?" Everyone is a sensible person. How can the church, which has always been a transparent person in the game of thrones, be indifferent.

The Archbishop took a sip of his wine, it was delicious.

Seemingly puzzled, he asked, "Your Highness, did you say the wrong thing.

The Arbiter Jaehaerys once swore to the Iron Throne that the royal family would always protect the church, and the church would be loyal to the king. "

"But any Targaryen has a chance to become king." Rhaenyra's expression remained unchanged, and she was full of smiles.

"If they are all Targaryen, for the church, which one to enshrine has to be carefully chosen.

Just like Aegon's landing, the archbishop at that time locked himself in the Starry Church in Old Town to pray in seclusion for seven days and seven nights, during which he only used bread and water.

When he finally came out, he announced that the church would have no objection to Aegon and his sisters, for this was the way the crone held the golden lamp to show him.In fact, if Oldtown revolts, Dragon Burn will burn down the downtown, the Academy, the Towering Tower, and the Starry Temple.Lord Hightower is a godly and good man..."

"His Excellency." Rhaenyra interrupted his chatter.

The "Seven Stars Bible" says that the people pay homage to the lord, the lord pays homage to the king, and the king and queen must pay homage to the seven-faced God. "

"No one believes in the Seven Gods more devoutly than me!" Rhaenyla said without hesitation.

"The glory of the Seven Gods needs the protection of the king, that's for sure." The archbishop's face was rosy, and he was panting slightly.

"And what will the royal family do... Maegor's law?"

"Maegor's law... will always exist!" Rhaenyla ruthlessly broke the archbishop's illusion.

This group of raised "pigs" really wants to open a dyeing workshop after giving color.

"My lord, one of my competitors is Uncle Wang Daemon." Rhaenyla said innocently.

The archbishop's expression changed, Damon Targaryen was like the second generation of Maegor!
And, of course, he heard about Dimon's teasing.

This joke made him furious, but even if he had a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to offend Daemon and the dragon Kraxiu.

He can only act as if he didn't hear it.

Daemon Targaryen must not be king!The archbishop roared inwardly.

But...he remembered the relationship with a certain guest some time ago.

The visitor had the demeanor of a high position, and his calm tone made it easy to believe his words.

He is the gentle Hand of the King, Lord Otto Hightower.

"Did the church hear about the birth of that baby dragon?" Otto Hightower asked unnaturally, lowering his brows.

"Which side is the church on? The current Princess of Dragonstone?"

"Bishop, you have to think clearly." Otto Hightower threatened, "This Targaryen is even more difficult to deal with than Daemon!"

"Now, when she stomps her feet, the whole of King's Landing will tremble under her feet! Given time, what about the whole of the Seven Kingdoms?"

The alliance invitation from the Hand of the King is still vivid in his memory, making the archbishop feel a little dazed.

He was about to get up and say goodbye, and the current muddy water made him a little confused.

"Master Bishop, we haven't finished our business yet, don't you want a fief?"

Rhaenila's words made the bishop's legs feel as if they had taken root on the ground, and he couldn't move any more.

"The fief of Harrenhal is a great gift from me to the church."

Yes, this gift, I hope you will "enjoy" it.

"I have communicated with my father and discussed it secretly with Duke Strong. He agreed to replace the fief."

"Who will the Archbishop stand firmly behind now?" Rhaenyla still had a smile on her face.

The words that could be spit out made the archbishop feel that they were a piece of poisonous honey.

Even if it is poisonous, you have to bite your teeth and swallow it.

"Your Highness, our church has no armed forces, so we can't help you much." The fat archbishop said with difficulty.

(End of this chapter)

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