Game of Thrones: Lord of the Deep

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tyrion couldn't help but apologize after following Myrcella to the backstage.

"You are my uncle, you don't have to apologize to me, and there is no difference between me marrying in Dorne and now. Isn't it much better now than in Dorne?"

Hearing this, Tyrion felt even more guilty. Myrcella has been sensible since she was a child.

She is like a perfect version of Cersei. Even if she knows the fate of the marriage, she doesn't resist at all.

For her brother's throne and the family behind her, she went to the barren Dorne at a young age and married a man she had never met.

Tyrion sighed and didn't say much. Nothing he said was as convincing as action.

As if seeing Tyrion's thoughts, Myrcella reminded him, "You shouldn't take this matter rashly."

"Why?"

"Jack's reform is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface. He doesn't want to simply suppress the nobles, he wants to eliminate them.

In his words, it is to break the original distribution system, redistribute various benefits, and let the common people participate in the ranks of eating cake."

Tyrion showed a look of understanding, "No wonder he wants to win over the common people, that's it."

Tyrion is not stupid, and immediately understood Jack's plan. The wildlings outside the wall and the common people used to be the weaker party.

And now Jack has let them participate in the distribution of the cake.

Even if Jack monopolizes the largest piece and gives them the smallest piece, it is better than having no cake crumbs at all.

In this way, Jack has mastered the class with the largest population base, plus the administrators and Unsullied brought by Jack from overseas, which led to the old nobles in the North being suppressed into this state in just one year.

Tyrion suspected that Jack had already started preparing for the conquest of Westeros, but it was not officially started until a year ago.

Thinking of this, Tyrion hesitated. If he really helped Jack, he would definitely offend the old nobles to death, and he would definitely not be able to become the Duke of Casterly Rock.

Myrcella looked at the hesitation in Tyrion's eyes and knew what her uncle had always been obsessed with.

"Uncle, Jack is very strong. Sister Asha once told me that Jack has countless wealth and a large number of troops on the continent across the narrow sea. The nobles can't win."

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The tournament lasted for two weeks and ended successfully. Among the 256 people who passed the audition, 180 were willing to join the army. Jack did not break his promise and directly arranged these people to serve as captains in the army.

After the competition, Jack kept all the nobles, and those who did not come also sent a notice to come to Silor for the meeting. If they did not come, they would bear the consequences.

Even if the nobles who received the notice were very angry, they could only come to Silor obediently.

Silver Palace, large conference room.

One after another, the nobles of the North came to the conference room and sat down.

The conservatives, led by Earl Wyman Manderly, sat on the left.

The new nobles, led by Tormund, Segun, and Kasa, sat on the right.

Neither side gave the other side a good face. The conservatives looked down on these new nobles and thought that the new nobles were too low.

The new nobles always wanted to eradicate these pedantic and stupid old nobles.

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn, but Earl Wyman's mind was not on looking at Tormund and others.

Earl Wyman found that the layout of the conference room was very strange. The whole hall was divided into two parts.

There were a total of 19 seats in the first half, one main seat and 18 secondary seats.

The eighteen secondary seats were symmetrical on the left and right, forming a ring, surrounding the main seat.

There were many seats in the second half, divided into three major parts. Wyman did not count them in detail, probably hundreds.

Thinking of the various reforms after Jack came to the North, Wyman seemed to understand what Jack wanted to do.

However, we will have to wait until Jack arrives to know what he is going to do.

Jack did not let everyone wait for long. After taming Asha, he rode his dragon to come.

After sitting down on the main seat, the new nobles applauded to welcome him. The conservatives were afraid that Jack would make a fuss about it, so they also applauded against their will.

Jack gently raised his hand to suppress the applause, and then at Jack's signal, the clerk on standby immediately distributed the documents in his hand to every noble present.

"Everyone, please take a look at the documents in your hands first. I am the emperor of the empire. I am not interested in the Iron Throne. Westeros will be divided into nine provinces, so political reform is necessary. This is the plan I provide. You can vote for yourself."

The nobles present looked at each other, especially Wyman Manderly. He quickly picked up the documents in front of him and browsed them. He knew that it was time to decide his fate.

Jack sat on the chair, tapping the table with his right index finger, quietly waiting for many nobles to browse.

There are two options in the document, the first is the parliamentary system, and the second is the prince's autocracy.

Jack believed that these nobles would make a wise choice. Unless they had a problem with their brains, no one would choose the prince's autocracy.

As for the original feudal system, sorry, this system has been eliminated and there is no such option.