Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 65 Cole Julius
"Even rat meat has become a luxury in the city." Tyrell rode a horse on the streets of King's Landing, and there were people everywhere on the side of the road. "Every bite now is more than five or six times that of the past. You know that the golden dragon doesn't work at this time. Those businessmen really deserve to die."

He cursed and was surrounded by a dozen red Lionguards of the Lannisters.There is also a gold-robed guard who is foolish. Now Bronn is the commander-in-chief of the capital guard. The entire guard in King's Landing should have about [-] people.

Slynt, the captain of the previous capital defense team, tripled the number of people when he was in office, and this was the only way to achieve such a scale. However, in Tyrion's view, these so-called golden robes were not even as good as the hundreds of barbarians he brought. .

Zira and Shagga from the Black Ears and Stone Crows led people to King's Landing with him, and they are now placed in a tavern by him.Most of the free folk are still fighting with Dad in the north, or they have already returned to the Bright Moon Mountains.

He remembered the boy when he thought of the free folk, and he didn't know that until he got to King's Landing.

"What an idiot, I haven't even slept with my cousin, what are you trying to do, come to King's Landing with me." Sometimes when he was drunk, he would swear in a certain direction.

"Go away, don't block the way of my lord." The captain of the guard leading the way in front was yelling at a woman who was holding a child.

"Villar, put away your rudeness, you are talking to an unarmed lady."

The captain of the guard paused, then lowered his head.

Tyrion got off his horse, his legs twitching when he hit the ground, and he walked up to the woman who was taller than him, with ragged clothes, a gray face, and messy hair, "Ma'am, I am the king's deputy." Prime Minister, if you have any grievances, please tell me, and I will uphold justice for you."

The woman knelt down, with tears streaming from her eyes, she kept saying, "Master Prime Minister, please save my child, please save my child."

He looked at the baby in the woman's arms, a thin baby under one year old, who was sleeping soundly.

"Is someone trying to hurt you? Or."

Before he could finish, the woman cut him off, slurring her words with sobs, but Tyrion knew what she was asking for, that she needed food.

Tyrion looked around, eyes full of hunger, like wild beasts, he knew that as long as he gave a golden dragon or a bite of bread, those people would flock to him.

Even reason can't stand hunger.

"Villar, bring this lady and her child." Their goal was a tavern next to the Gate of the Gods, where the free folk were placed, and of course his lover "Shae" .

In the tavern, Tyrion asked the cook to cook a meal for the woman and gave her some silver deer.

"I thought you had her eye on her and were going to kiss her flea-infested hair tonight," Bronn said as Tyrion sent him off. "This woman probably came from the flea nest. I heard that there has already started eating human flesh."

"This is your dereliction of duty, Bronn. I didn't let you be the commander-in-chief of the capital defense force to sleep with prostitutes all day long, but to protect the order of King's Landing."

The mercenary gave up, "You should let your kid kid be the knight, he seems to be more eager to become a knight."

"He is already a knight, and he is also a viscount."

In fact, Bronn has done a good job, and Tyrion also knows what kind of mess they took over.

"People are hungry, they don't care about order, they just want to eat, and now the whole of King's Landing looks like a flea nest," Bronn said.

"How much grain is coming in today?" asked Tyrion.

"Not much. Although the merchants know that King's Landing is making money now, the other two kings have already blocked the road."

The sea route has been blocked by Stannis, while the west and south are blocked by Renly, and no caravans will be transported into King's Landing. The two brothers have cut off all the supply lines in King's Landing.

The river land in the north is now in chaos, let alone where to get food.

"Keep order among your men, Bronn. I don't want King's Landing to fall to the mob before Renly and Stannis' armies arrive."

"That would require a lot of manpower. With just this few people, we can't manage such a big city."

"Slynt has tripled the number of gold cloaks, Ser Bronn."

"There are millions of people in King's Landing."

"That's just troubadour nonsense, only a few years old will really believe it."

Tyrion walked into the best room in the tavern. A graceful figure was lying on the velvet mattress. Under her silk flowing skirt pajamas, she brought bursts of temptation. Under the candlelight, Shae turned around slowly. , with her arm resting on her side, her tall legs twisted around, and her skirt was like a shadow.

Tyrion felt only that his throat was dry.

Shae stretched her hands along the wrinkled mattress beside her and said in a soft voice, "My dear Lannister giant, why don't you rest?"

The sound in the room was continuous, ups and downs.

After Xu Shi came here for a while, the movement in the house subsided.

Lying on the soft pillow, Tyrion heard the people beside him say, "I don't want to spend all day with these savages."

He thought about it, and it was really not good to put a beautiful girl like Xue Yi with Xia Ga and the others.

"I'll find you a house." He promised.

As if to satisfy this girl's something, Tyrion could only feel a pair of tender hands moving in the dark night.

Tyrion took people back to the Red Castle in the early morning of the next day. He could have lived here directly, and he even had someone clean up the room in the Prime Minister's Tower. fate.

Jon Arryn of Eagle's Nest City seems to have been murdered, and he even took the blame for no reason.And Ed Stark of Winterfell is now a wanted criminal, and he might have died in some ditch.

As soon as he entered the inner city, someone found him, "My lord, the queen invites you to the conference hall."

Tyrion came to the meeting hall with a confused look on his face. All the ministers of the kingdom had arrived, and he was the last to come.

He sat down at the long table, "Good morning, my lords."

He looked at Cersei, "Good morning, ma'am, I don't know if I can eat breakfast, I think I'll have a piece of pork bacon, and a glass of wine would be even better."

Cersei just looked at him indifferently, and then said to everyone, "Now that everyone is here, Lord Varys, tell them the news."

The octospider wrapped his hands in a long silk gown and covered his face with makeup. He stood up slowly, then took out a letter from his sleeve, and handed it to the nearest treasurer, Lord Petyr Baelish.

People called him "Littlefinger", but his figure was not tall enough, and his figure was thinner, but his appearance was handsome, with gray-green eyes and a tuft of beard on his chin.

He took the letter, glanced at it, and passed it to Tyrion.

The little devil, who was still somewhat sloppy at first, opened the letter and glanced at it slightly, then sat upright in an instant with a shocked expression on his face.

"Now that Stannis has taken Storm's End, he will direct the army to King's Landing." Cersei seemed to have read the letter, she said to everyone.

"This does not seem to be bad news, Your Highness." The Grand Master Pai Sear said in a low voice.

Yes, originally they thought that Renly and Stannis would join forces to attack King's Landing, but now the two are fighting on their own, and King's Landing City just needs to watch the fire from the other side.

"Lord Renly, it seems that he has led many people towards Storm's End," Varys said.

Tyrion put the letter down. He had lost his composure just now.But even now, his heart is still turbulent, because in the letter he saw a name that he could never think of.

"Whoever they win, it will soon be pointed at King's Landing," Tyrion analyzed.

"Lord Tywin must have brought troops to help at that time," said Grand Maester Pycelle.

"The problem in King's Landing is not Renly and Stannis, but food, my grand maester. If you can conjure up enough food for the entire city of King's Landing, then even ten Stannis and Renly can attack Not below the walls of King's Landing."

"Renly has an army of [-], and the nobles in the entire southern border are under his command."

Cersei seemed a little impatient, "My lords, I didn't call you here to hear how strong Renly and Stannis are, or how many people there are."

"Old sister, do you want us to bring people to participate in their family war? We only have [-] gold-robed guards, and we are already exhausted just managing the riots in the city."

"Lord Lannister, I remind you that Stannis' army is only six thousand," Varys said from one side.

"It's impossible for them to defeat Renly. It's only a matter of time before Renly takes Storm's End back, and we should try to make this time long enough." Littlefinger suggested.

Not always.Tyrion said silently in his heart that he actually knew that this was almost impossible.

This group of people got along with each other for a long time, but they didn't come up with any solution. Tyrion was not surprised by this result. Father Tywin didn't like this group of ministers, and Tyrion hated them from the bottom of his heart. He was even willing to let his subordinates A group of savages were like an imperial meeting, and they didn't want to hear a few foxes babbling nonsense here.

The meeting broke up, and he stopped Varys, not even having breakfast.

"My dear lord, you are going to miss your breakfast." Varys stopped, and he walked lightly and without a sound, just like his nickname "Octospider".

"The kitchen in King's Landing is never short of food. I don't think my old sister will let his former Prime Minister go hungry." Tyrion handed over the parchment, "This Cole, how much do you know? "

Varys pretended to be confused, "My lord, you should know this knight better than me."

"But he is dead. My father burned him himself."

Varys shook his head, "Then you're making it hard for me, and I haven't seen it myself. But people say he holds two swords, and he calls himself Cole Julius. What a mouthful His surname, but after he took Storm's End, he picked it up himself, and Stannis himself knighted and honored him, and his family is a white fire-breathing bird."

Varys pondered for a moment, "Maybe he and Lord Cole who captured Riverrun are not the same person, but the troubadours seem to be more keen to sing about them as one."

(End of this chapter)