Chapter 230 Viserys's Changes
Viserys snorted and said sarcastically: "You still care about my brother, I thought your conscience had been eaten by dogs long ago."
Even though he promised not to scold Dimon, he still couldn't help it.
When he saw that rebellious and handsome face, he wanted to take a sip.
Damon sneered, already used to being scolded.
You shouldn't talk too much and ask blind questions.
“What do you want from me?” Damon said with complaints.
"Let's talk about family, responsibility, and kingdom." Viserys said in a low voice.
Damon shook his head and laughed: "Do you think your surname is Tully and you recite the family motto?"
“I don't have that much energy to teach you a lesson, Damon.”
Hearing this, Viserys did not scold him for his cruelty as before, but fell silent.
Viserys hesitated and said: "Execute the earls of the two families and replace them with two smart guys."
Bracon attacked the Riverrun army at night and killed Lord Tully's eldest son.
He muttered: "My nephew is a dangerous person. You don't have to worry about him. Everyone will be happy if the attack succeeds. If the attack fails, we will continue the Stone Step Islands War."
Viserys glanced at him, his eyes flat.
Viserys thought seriously, his voice hoarse: "The Blackwoods are stationed outside Riverrun, the Brackens are besieging Harrenhal, and I have dispatched the knights from the royal realm and the valley."
In my heart, I am still worried about the safety of my eldest son.
As well as the war on the Stepstones and the rebellion in the Riverlands.
The city-state of Slaver's Bay is a quiet corner.
Two towns, one to the north and one to the south, sandwich Riverrun in the middle.
Hearing about the chaos in the Riverlands, Daemon's expression changed slightly, and his eyes became increasingly dangerous.
“What do you think I should do?”
This has always been my brother's flaw, slowly eroding his prestige.
If the dragon can burn down the city-states of the Three Women's Kingdom, the War on the Stepped Islands can be ended early.
Looking at his brother's sincere eyes, Damon wanted to refuse, but couldn't say it.
Daemon did not hesitate and said in a cold voice: "Corak will come to Crowtree City and Stonehedge City to bloodbath the rebel families."
He wanted to come up with a compromise idea.
He has been lying in bed to recuperate for the past two days, and he has not had time to learn the information about Rhaegar's surprise attack on the Three Women's Kingdom.
Also aware that Dimon's plan is too bloody.
“You have defeated two families, what do you want to do with them?”
After learning Rhaegar's attack strategy, Daemon frowned and fell into deep thought.
But the strongest Dothraki never cross the sea.
Stonehedge City belongs to House Bracken.
The continent of Essos is indeed very large, with various forces emerging in endlessly.
Charity, or cowardice.
"How do you think it should be executed?" Viserys asked rhetorically.
This move is tantamount to rebellion.
He was quite satisfied, at least his brother still had the idea of eradicating the culprit.
Viserys suppressed a cough and asked sincerely.
Even if it fails, it will only maintain the status quo.
He wanted to hear Damon's opinion.
“Haha, it's true.”
The nine Free Trade Cities are independent and at odds with each other.
Damon sat on the ground without feeling dirty and listened quietly to his brother's words.
Viserys' face turned cold and he thought to himself: "I encountered a dilemma, there is chaos everywhere, Rhaegar and I have different opinions."
He knew that his treatment was too merciful.
Damon lowered his head and smiled.
Dimon is very insightful and puts the key points in one sentence.
After listening for a long time, Viserys began to cough, and the story came to an end.
Seeing that his brother was silent, Damon said frankly: "Brother, if you are tough enough, there will be no rebellion."
Raventree City belongs to House Blackwood.
“I said, it's never an external force that hurts you, it's always yourself.”
Damon said reluctantly: "You are too weak, brother."
Viserys's rule consisted of banquets and tournaments. He listened patiently to everyone and looked like he was trying to please everyone.
Such a character is not enough to convince the public.
“Haha, you are the only one who dares to be so presumptuous with me.”
Viserys accepted it calmly and laughed at himself: "If I were as cruel as Maegor, you would have no chance to talk to me in prison."
With that said, Viserys covered his mouth and nose with the veil again.
Turn around and walk out of the dungeon.
Dimon is like a mirror, always showing his shortcomings.
This conversation gave him some inspiration.
The next day.
The sun is shining brightly and the weather is hot.
Twenty large ships passed through the Blackwater Bay and anchored in King's Landing's harbor.
Five hundred dragon guards came out and returned to the dragon's lair carrying the treasure.
The remaining members of the Dragon Guard and the Second Sons formed a guard and led the defecting slaves southward along the Blackwater River outside King's Landing.
Go to the jousting field outside the king's gate.
There were a lot of slaves, about five or six thousand.
It is not wise to rush into King's Landing, so arrange to settle temporarily outside the city.
Red Fort.
Rhaegar and Rhaenyra returned together.
Before he could change and wash himself, the maid hurriedly came to him and asked the king to summon him.
“Father wants to see you, so remember not to make him angry.”
Rhaenyra helped him straighten his collar and persuaded him patiently.
Father did not support Rhaegar's attack on the Three Women's Kingdom.
There may be quarrels between father and son.
“Don't worry, my father is as open-minded as I am.”
Rhaegar held her hand, his eyes hopeful: "Promise me, you will also be calm."
Rhaenyra's eyes flickered and she smiled: “Don't worry, I'm also open-minded.”
Speaking, he stood on tiptoes and kissed his forehead lightly.
Rhaegar hugged back, with shame on his young face, like a child who made a mistake: "I'm sorry, sister."
“Stop being so stupid.”
Rhaenyra pushed him away, holding his hand and walking out. …
The king's palace.
The siblings came to the door, with brothers Elik and Alik standing guard on the left and right.
Col made a mistake and served on the Stepstone Islands to atone for his sins.
Among the Kingsguard, the Kargael brothers have become the most important Iron Guards used by Viserys.
"Princess Prince…"
Brothers Kagel looked serious and greeted them respectfully.
“Open the door, I heard that my father is sick.”
Rhaenyra nodded gently, her temperament was elegant and noble.
“Yes, princess.”
Ilik opened the door himself.
The two siblings walked into the room. The living room was as usual, and they walked towards the back bedroom.
Open the bead curtain to reveal the situation inside.
There are several people in the bedroom.
Viserys was sitting on the head of the bed, with a thin quilt covering his knees and a smile on his face.
Sitting beside him was Allison in a green dress.
Allison was holding a bowl of soup and feeding it to her husband by blowing on it gently.
Except the king and queen.
Otto, the Minister of Civil Affairs, stood at the end of the bed, looking at his daughter and the king with a calm expression.
Maester Meros was playing with the medicine box, as if he had just reviewed the king.
The last person…
Jenny was wearing a slim long skirt, holding a piece of paper in her hand, and reciting the news that the Three Women's Kingdom was burned.
Seemingly after hearing the good news, Viserys' complexion softened somewhat and he enjoyed his wife's care.
The sound of the bead curtain moving attracted attention.
Viserys turned his head and said happily: "Rhaegar, I heard about your victory."
A big stone fell from my heart, which relieved many sorrows.
"Father."
Rhaegar smiled: "The War on the Stepstone Islands is about to end."
Seeing with his own eyes the worry and exhaustion hidden in his father's eyes, the dissatisfaction in his heart was deeply buried.
It's okay not to mention it.
Jenny held the letter and smiled: "Rhaega, congratulations."
Rhaegar nodded and said nothing more.
He admitted his infidelity and philandering.
Perhaps it's Targaryen's bad nature, or “a trick of fate.”
Rhaenyra was by his side, and he didn't want to arouse his sister's unsoothing heart.
“Father, are you feeling better?”
Rhaenyra suddenly spoke and walked quickly to the bed.
Viserys looked at his daughter and then at Jeyne, who had lost her smile, with surprise and suspicion in his eyes.
He looked sideways at the eldest son and gave him a hidden look.
“Boy, what's going on?”
Rega was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect his father to be so sensitive about this.
Viserys raised his head slightly and took a sip of the soup Allison fed him, a hint of arrogance appeared in his eyes.
Joke!
When he was a boy, he visited various brothels in Junlin.
Before I got married, I didn't know how many aristocratic ladies I met by chance.
Such a small scene can be understood at a glance.
A black line appeared on Rhaegar's forehead, and he lowered his head helplessly.
It would be better if he only slept with prostitutes or noble ladies.
He made a principled error.
Viserys frowned slightly, realizing that things were not simple.
“Father, let me feed you.”
Rhaenyra stood in front of him, taking the soup from Allison's hand with a fake smile, scooping it up without blowing it, and forced it into her old father's mouth.
Such an obvious frown, I really thought she was blind.
The hot spoon was held to his mouth, Viserys smiled forcefully and opened his mouth to swallow.
Fortunately, Targaryens are adaptable to high temperatures.
Jenny also noticed Rhaenyra's displeasure and knew that she must have known something, so she lowered her head silently.
The bedroom fell into an eerie silence.
Long time.
Viserys drank a belly of hot soup, stopped his daughter from feeding her, and said with a wry smile: "You go out first, Rhaegar and I will have a private conversation."
Rhaenyra raised her eyebrows, unmoved.
“Serious business,” Viserys emphasized.
Rhaenyra then gave up, put down the porcelain bowl, and said, "You guys have a good chat."
Allison comforted him and said gently: "Viserys, the troubles will be solved one by one, please be happy."
Otto and Melos lowered their eyes and walked out of the bedroom first, leaving the palace.
Rhaenyra curled her lips at Rhaegar, followed by the two ministers.
Allison glanced at Jeyne and followed Rhaenyra.
Jenny didn't even look at Allison, bowed to Viserys, opened the bead curtain and walked out.
The people were almost gone, and the bedroom suddenly became deserted.
“Father, what's the matter?”
Rhaegar felt much more relaxed and sat on the edge of the bed, chuckling.
It wasn't just pressure from Rhaenyra.
Look at the people just now.
Alison, Otto, Melos, the Old Town series is certain.
Other than Rhaenyra, Jeyne is the only one who can be considered one of her own.
Viserys' eyes were complicated and he meant something: “There is a rebellion in the Riverlands. But I think you are in big trouble, so you have to make a good choice.”
Emotions hurt the most.
Many talented geniuses suffered emotional setbacks and never recovered.
Rhaegar was his most valued heir, and he didn't want any surprises.
Rhaegar subconsciously said: "Rhaenaela."
“Very good, just understand your own thoughts.”
Viserys smiled again and got down to business: "The Brackens of the Riverlands rebelled and besieged Harrenhal..."
(End of this chapter)
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