King of The Wall

2021-10-15

Chapter 650 is the brother, come to help Damn...

After a while, this is a sudden bloodshed The emergency meeting in front of the royal family has come to an end, and the 1st Stage treatment plan has been released: the Prime Minister will take the lead in rectifying the adverse effects of Illyrio's death at home and abroad; Grey Worm will return to the scene as a Queen's confidant to investigate the Linhe Gate Guard and report to the nearby residents. Learn more about the incident process; Daenerys will decide whether oneself should come forward to participate in the handling according to the actual situation after receiving further reports...

After a short heartbeat, everyone's emotions returned to stability, but instead of It is said that everyone's psychological endurance is strong enough, it is better to say that everyone trusts Hand of the Queen's ability and means enough, and believes that Igor can handle this matter.

The Queen left the table first, and then the officials also scattered, like students after class, poured out of the Queen's temporary conference hall and rushed to their respective vehicles. Only Tyrion found Igor because of his criticism of the ending. complain.

"What are you doing! What about the tax... One third is one third, anyway, it's your money, so outsiders don't have to worry about it. But I'm the finance minister, not the foreign secretary, and I'm dealing with such a mess of Illyrio's success in seeking death. Why do you want to involve me?"

Tyrion's two short legs staggered quickly to keep up with Igor's pace, and he was a little bit angry now: he had talked about the 30% arms tax rate during the secret meeting. , being promoted to one third by Igor's own initiative is nothing more than one third - the act of imposing a heavy tax on the prime minister's property will be regarded by the outside world as his toughness and ability as the Master of Coin... but there was no prior communication. Under the circumstances, he was suddenly given a mission outside of his duties, which made him feel forced to work overtime, which made him very uncomfortable: "I'm tired enough to prepare the central bank, reset the tax rate, and set up the Ministry of Agriculture, do you think I'm not busy enough? ? It's my master, but your master!?"

This matter is based on the principle of "internal and external" division of labor, it is indeed not Tyrion's work, if it is not Illyrio's life is sacrificed. After all, Igor would never do such an inauthentic rotten thing for no reason. Oneself swallowed the cake painted by oneself. There is nothing more embarrassing than this. He has no hard words to say, and he can only apologize and explain the difficulties.

"Isn't this a sudden incident, I'm on a westward expedition soon, no one else in front of the royal family can handle this job? But I didn't just slap my head and decide it was you. My considerations are: The major item of rebuilding the tax system naturally includes the formulation of tariffs, and the account that Master of Coin has to manage contains debts and claims involving domestic and foreign... If you want to talk about these two things, you will need to do it sooner or later. Negotiated with representatives of various city-states." Igor happily admitted that it was oneself's fault, and then frankly explained the reason for his move, "The Queen does not go out with me, and with her in King's Landing, certainly not every foreign envoy needs you. In this case, instead of choosing a foreign minister, you will not only split powers, but also increase the trouble of coordinating with you during the negotiation, why not cut off unnecessary institutions and let you take the post temporarily?”

Such remarks are obviously not enough to completely dispel Tyrion's dissatisfaction, he rolled his eyes: "The Queen will appear at most once when the heavyweight messenger arrives for the first time, with your words first, the rest will be detailed. The talk part and more of any cat or dog must be up to me. I'm just a mortal, or a dwarf, aren't you afraid that such a heavy burden will crush my fragile shoulders?"

"Although your body is a dwarf, your image in the eyes of our Night's Watch can always be the Giant of House Lannister." Igor quoted Lord Commander Mormont's evaluation of it, a little flattery enlivened the atmosphere, "and things also It is not so exaggerated, it seems that you have one more mission, but in fact, you only need to negotiate this matter in the process of formulating tariffs and trade regulations with the outside world, and make some concessions for this purpose. In addition— —Come back to me first, how did I go from being a soldier to become Lord Commander of the Night's Watch?"

Are you going to preach with reason and reason again? Tyrion's head suddenly became big, but now that Igor is the Prime Minister, he can't do it without cooperation: "You have completed every mission that Mormont handed you, no matter how outrageous and difficult it is. In the position of chief logistics officer, After turning the Big Three into the Big Four, you used power to suppress the other Big Three and the other two commanders, and finally got the upper hand."

"It's a good summary, or, in other words, too much. So refined that I omit what I want to say. When I was a logistics officer under Lord Commander Mormont, it seemed that I was humming and completing one mission after another, but in fact , every time he gives me a mission, he must delegate the power necessary to complete the mission, and after completing the mission, I will gain the corresponding influence and the trust of the black clothed brothers in me." After explaining the actual difficulties, Igor struck while the iron was hot, "And these powers, influences and trusts, as long as I don't take the initiative to let go, Mormont will neither and will never take them away from me without reasonable motives and arguments. Not only the logistical Chief-In-Charge of Night's Watch, but also the Chief Recruiter, Ambassador, and 'Most Trusted Oath Brother', with which I was able to hold down several other veterans - you know me What do you want to say?"

Yes, once you get involved in diplomatic work, it means that you will be able to speak in this field in the future, which is indeed a big gain...but Tyrion has never been a power-hungry A prosperous person, he at least hopes to do one thing well to prove oneself. He is more interested in the "financial hegemony" that only exists in the imagination than what power influence.

"I work for the purpose of cultivating me. After completing these missions, I will be able to gain the Queen's trust and stand firm in front of the royal family to suppress other people's doubts. Cut...you think you are the only one who can play this game.

Routines? We are also leaders, okay?" Tyrion made a retching gesture, then raised his thumbs again, "But I have to admit, the same routines come out of your mouth as if to be more fresh and refined. It is persuasive, as expected of the Prime Minister, I admire it. But you are assuming that I can complete the mission. What if the group of guys across the narrow sea doesn't buy it, and I can't complete the mission?"

This The sarcasm of the compliment was almost overflowing, and the last question was really on point. Igor smiled wryly and shook his head: "This matter is that you are doing Damn's ass, I assure you - if it goes well, the credit will be counted. It is on your head, and if something goes wrong, I will take the responsibility. Apart from this, as an extra thank you, after the storm is over, you can discuss with me to recommend a diplomatic deputy, or you can recommend others After serving as the Master of Coin, I will be oneself, and I will persuade the Queen." After saying this, before Tyrion agreed, Igor each minding their own business dragged him, "I don't have time to explain, get in the car first. We'll talk about the rest of the details as we walk around, and it just so happens that I have someone you definitely want to meet, waiting for you."

Who I definitely want to meet?
A big question mark popped up in Tyrion's head, and he wondered who it might be, but he couldn't guess the answer until he was dragged into the carriage.

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(end of this chapter)