King of The Wall

2021-01-06

Chapter 72 True Rumors
Arya left, leaving only the two bond issuers in the room Team, Igor glanced at Tyrion and asked, "How did you place that paper inventor?"

"Well, things are a little more complicated than you think. It's not one person trying to make paper, but a family People who make a living by weaving, more precisely, are the youngest pair of siblings in this family.” Imp said, “younger sister found that the cloth washing guy always produces small pieces of paper after using it for a long time. Piece-like residue, just have a thought, put a piece of cloth in water, steam, mash, and then dry the water, and get a complete paper."

"This is really strange. A woman." Igor said with interest, "And then she and her big brother tried to make paper with other materials?"

"Well, although paper is made, it's more of a paper than a paper. It's like a hardened cloth, to be honest...the quality is too bad to wipe your butt. Besides, the woven cloth is not enough to make clothes for money to support the family, how can it be used to make a lot of paper?" Tyrion continued: " Industries such as weaving and clothing have not been very prosperous recently. They can barely support oneself. Although their family does not object, they don't have much material resources to support them in making new inventions. So the big brother found a paper merchant and wanted to promote oneself's creation. Money to improve technology was rejected, and finally...we picked it up."

It turns out that it is not the working people in the world of ice and fire that do not mind, but the invention and creation are strangled by short-sighted resource masters. !
"You brought people back?"

"Well, I told them to stop weaving, the whole family moved to the city, and I rented them a place where the price of land was low. The big yard, I will pay for all the food, drink and papermaking costs, they just need to get paper that can be used as soon as possible."

"Well, that's it, it's good."

"What exactly is the non-disclosure agreement you're talking about?"

"It's not some magical new thing, it's just an agreement. Make it clear with him... she and her family, we will Support his family, reimburse him for all his experimental expenses, and there will be a bonus after the successful development of the paper that can be used. But after the breakthrough progress of papermaking, it must not be leaked or find another funder, and can only serve our plan. Otherwise, House Lannister, Night's Watch Legion, and even the Prime Minister will hold him accountable."

"It's such an exaggeration, but how should I and Night's Watch Legion hold him accountable? As for the Prime Minister, it doesn't necessarily matter. Let's do it."

"A commoner, show him the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch plus the Prime Minister's signature and seal, and you, a celebrity, can't fool him?" This world seems to be true There is no such thing as a patent yet, Igor thought for a while, then shrugged: "Of course, the best way is to feed our inventors so that they don't have second thoughts. First provide the pair of siblings with equipment and utensils, as soon as possible. I'll make a batch of papers, and then I'll make a specific decision."

"Okay, listen to you." Tyrion nods: "Why don't you go back to the hotel today, I think your office is temporarily closed. I have nothing to do."

"There is still some trivial work, you go first, I will go back later. Don't go to bed too early, we have to discuss recruitment at night."

"Okay."

"You have agreed to manage the funds, so take the money with you."

"en. ”

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Igor has left Arya, Tyrion, and their squire, leaving the Night's Watch office with only one person left. It was almost dusk, and he had to do something important after dark. He lacks helpers, but even if he has more subordinates or employees, he is not at ease to let others do it.

It was still summer and it was getting dark very slowly. Igor waited for the time to get dark. After having dinner in a small restaurant not far from the garrison camp, and sitting in the office for a while, it was finally pitch black outside.

It's almost time.

He left the office, closed and locked the door of the office like an ordinary businessman who was late to close, turned his horse over, and started on the road to the Albatross Inn. Of course, there are no street lights in King's Landing, and this area is not like Street of Silk where you can do business after dark. The businesses on both sides have already closed, and there are almost no pedestrians on the street. Igor is sitting on the horse, slightly tilting his head and looking left and right. Look, there are no living creatures within a radius of tens of meters.

Then, he quietly reached into his bag, took out a small rolled up note and put it on his side, took a breath, and let go of his hand.

In the quiet night, the paper rolled into a stick slipped from the man's palm, rolled along the horse's back, rubbed with the horse's hair a few times, and fell to the ground in a swirl, and was hit by Igor again. The horse under the crotch kicked with the rear hoof that just came over, and flew lightly for half a meter, and rolled to the corner of the stone pavement. Silently, the carrier of a rumor melts into the darkness, and no one knows its origin.

Igor deliberately took a long detour without encountering the golden robes on the night watch, dropping a small note every tens of meters cautiously like a bomber dropping bombs. Throw away all the stock you made last night.

The content of the note is very simple. In the tone of a young Ser in the canyon, it tells a simple but shocking story that can cause an uproar.

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【My name is Hugh, I squired for the late Prime Minister Jon Arryn for many years, and I must be dead when someone sees this note.

A few months ago, I inadvertently crashed into an affair between Lord Jon's wife, Lysa Tully, and Master of Coin Petyr · Baelish. Lady Lysa threatened me not to tell anyone about this, otherwise I would be killed, and Lord Baelish promised me that as long as I didn't talk nonsense, I would definitely get an inexhaustible high position and great wealth.

Fear and greed, I did not immediately inform my adult of my findings...until he suddenly "falls ill" and dies.

It seems quite normal for Jon to fall ill at his advanced age, but after paying attention, I found that the frequency of seeing the man and woman increased before and after the death. This makes me suspect that it is likely that Littlefinger instructed Lysa to poison to death Lord Jon.

I have no evidence. Although I was named Knight as promised by Lord Baelish, I still feel a little uneasy in my heart: if the guess is true, a person like me, even with a noble status, is as hands-on as Littlefinger. In the eyes of the great character of Tongtian, it is probably still an ant that can be crushed to death.

So I wrote down what oneself knew and handed it over to a reliable friend. If I die unexpectedly one day, it must be murdered by Littlefinger's trick, and my death is more proof of Lord Jon's Dying is never natural. I am a nobody, my hesitation killed a noble adult, my life is worthless, but the truth must be revealed to the world, and the sinner must be punished. ]

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After the work is done, I can only hope that it will not rain in these two days, and that a few of these notes will fall to the literate and the literate. Good things are in the hands of people.

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Because of his low status, Hugh Ser's death did not cause shock and investigation, but the mystery of his death is no less complicated than Bran's assassination - Igor through and Jyck's chat learned that the crossing of oneself did not cause a change in the fate of this Vale youngster. This new Knight was still penetrated by the latter's long spear in the competition with Gregor Clegane Ser a few days before oneself arrived at King's Landing. Throat, died on the spot.

There are a lot of questions here: Did anyone cheat in the draw that determines the order of Tourney players? If so, did Gregor receive the order to kill him? If so, who did the command come from and what was its purpose? Did Hugh Ser really know some secrets, or was it just to confuse Ed?
These questions, even Igor doesn't know anything, but these are not important, oneself is not looking for the truth now, but hopes that this note will bring trouble to the enemy.

The story on the note is almost entirely made up except for the cause of Jon's death, but the rumor has an interesting feature: as long as part of it is true, people subconsciously believe the rest as well. Whether Lysa and Littlefinger had an affair at King's Landing, whether Hugh really knew secrets he shouldn't have, or even whether his death was a coincidence—it doesn't matter. As long as it's true that Lysa and Littlefinger have known each other since childhood, that Jon Arryn suddenly died of illness, that Hugh Ser died in a contest is true... That note is enough for the accused to drink.

What's even better is that Littlefinger also goes around touting that he took the virgins of the two Tully sisters, which makes the gossip part of this note even more convincing...I don't know if it was used as a bragging Will the young Baelish, who is capital and complacent, regret the youth and stupidity of oneself in the future?
Littlefinger can arbitrarily disrupt the situation in King's Landing. Of course, smart minds are one aspect, but the more important and basic point is the "contempt" of most people - born in a poor little noble family on Fingers, he himself There is no martial power, he runs a brothel that decent people despise, and he doesn't show much ambition... Although many "great characters" communicate with him on an equal footing, and even rely on his financial ability, deep down and even subconsciously But he despised him extremely, this is the most key factor that he can successfully use as a shit stirrer and set off Seven Kingdoms foul wind and bloody rain.

But now that someone who knows him and intends to deal with him has come to King's Landing, his good days... come to an end.

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(end of this chapter)