Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon

Tyrion finished breakfast with his wife Sansa. She said goodbye to him. She kissed his broken nose as politely as a guest.

Does that count as a wife? Yes, they were married in the church, with the Father, the Blessed Mother and the girl as witnesses. But Tyrion never fulfilled the obligations of marriage to her.

Although his wife was very grateful, she was always wary of him - after all, their families had blood feuds with each other. She hates him.

What troubled him even more was that Sansa Stark was still a virgin, and most of the people in the castle seemed to know it, which brought him all kinds of ridicule and sarcasm in the court.

He wanted her, of course, and Winterfell, no doubt.

The wedding was over and they were legally married, as they should be. Husband and wife should comfort each other and share joys, pains, sorrows and desires

However, Gods have mercy!

He thought about a marriage he had once had, and why his marriage made him so bitter. Could it be that the gods also wanted to watch the dwarfs have fun?

He couldn't help but think of Shae, his understanding mistress who was his only comfort. Every time he goes, she always waits for him at the dragon skull, her clothes hanging on the black teeth of a certain dragon, and she sits naked in the dragon's mouth, waiting for him to rescue her from the dragon's mouth.

Only with her, all his fatigue and hesitation could be swept away during that period of time, and all the unpleasantness could be temporarily forgotten.

It's not dark yet.

Tyrion shook his head, suppressed his inner restlessness with a glass of wine, and continued to work hard.

The labyrinth of accounts Littlefinger left behind gave him a headache, and it was almost difficult to squeeze any copper out of them.

The more Tyrion explored the ledger, the more his head ached. What Petyr left behind was nothing short of a mess. It sounds like it adheres to the principle of "let the golden dragon multiply itself, don't put it on the shelf", which sounds nice, but in reality, it means messing up the accounts.

Before people see the accounts, they will think that Littlefinger's method of making money seems to be borrowing and investing, but combined with the views and the way of breaking down the accounts brought by his fat eunuch friend from Dragonstone. The finance minister made money by raising taxes in various ways, borrowing from different places, minting gold coins with insufficient gold content, and delaying the payment of income and expenditures in different periods.

On Dragonstone Island, this method of delaying and advancing the time of receipt, payment, and remittance to make the accounts beautiful is called "accounting", and this is why people say that Littlefinger doubled the tax revenue several times in a short period of time. the truth!

His fat eunuch friend got him a few lists of entries for Dragonstone's accounting and a new way of recording the accounts. Damn it, he really wanted his people to learn how to make the accounts clear instead of making them look like a maze. , and finally came up with a beautiful account, but when I delved deeper into it, I could only go around in circles in the maze.

Damn it, basically, what Petyr did under Robert was just to increase taxes, mint money, and borrow money. There was not much income at all from investing in brothels and the royal family's external loans, and there was still a lot of debt!

He should ask Lord Tywin to summon Littlefinger back to King's Landing and explain these bad things to him!

When Ser Boros Braun brought Lord Tywin's summons, Tyrion found that for the first time he felt that the sergeant looked kindly on his face. This knight rescued him, and the gods were merciful. He immediately closed the ledger, hurried away from the musty pile of ledgers, and crossed the castle to the Chancellor's Tower.

The air outside is so beautiful. Sunshine is always rare in autumn. Seeing the sunshine makes him feel happy.

But when he walked into the Prime Minister's Tower and met his eunuch friend leaving in a hurry, Varys didn't look very good.

Lord Tywin was waiting, and Tyrion had no time to communicate with Varys. The two parties only exchanged a brief greeting and hurried away.

Tyrion knew that he was going to hear new troubles today.

When he entered the study, he found that there were only Cersei, Uncle Kevan, and Lord Tywin, and none of them looked good.

Cersei's green eyes stared at him viciously, with a look of extreme hatred, as if she was always ready to come up and strangle him to death.

Tyrion sat down confused but nonchalantly, but he had already roughly guessed why Cersei was staring at him like this.

Oh, it's a Lannister house meeting and I'm the last one? Tyrion realized the meaning of this scene and couldn't help but take a deep look at the serious Lord Tywin who was sitting on the main seat.

"Father, what's going on?" he asked.

Several rolls of parchment were pushed in front of him.

The seal on the first letter was the twin towers crest of the Frey family. The letter read: "Roslin caught a plump trout, and her brothers presented two wolf skins as a wedding gift."

"What does Old Frey's riddle mean?" Tyrion snorted.

No one answered him, only Cersei's angry eyes still stared straight at him.

He started looking at the second one. The letter was unstamped and undoubtedly came from Varys. The letter read: "The Dornish delegation turned back from the Bone Road and took the sea route from Sunspear to the north."

"Oh" Sure enough, this is not good news. The Dornish people did not explain the situation to King's Landing. This means they have apostatized. Myrcella

Tyrion thought that Cersei must want to kill him now.

To be honest, he wanted to kill her too.

The dwarf and the woman, the little devil and the queen mother, if they had a duel, it would be very interesting.

But there is still news. The third one comes from across the Narrow Sea, and is undoubtedly Varys’s channel. The letter read: "The Golden Company negotiated with the Myrs to terminate the contract."

"Oh" Tyrion found himself unable to say anything else but "oh". Where will the Golden Company go, and what else could tempt the Golden Company to abandon the credibility it has built since its founding and terminate its contract with the Myrs? Negotiate? Myr is in chaos now, how could they be willing to let the Golden Company leave? Negotiate with blood?

And there is actually one below. The fourth picture is from the direction of Dragonstone: "Tywin Lannister and Kevan Lannister were accused of commanding a massacre. The Dragonstone court asked the two to go and confront the accusers in court to prove their innocence. , to protect the reputation of the Lannister family."

"." Tyrion blinked and quickly glanced at the next picture.

There is also old information. Tyrosh sent an envoy to Dragonstone. On the second day after the envoy arrived, someone witnessed three dragons that had disappeared for a long time. They said that the dragon was as big as Dragonstone Castle, or even bigger.

In Stone Dance City on Dragonstone Island, many villages and towns were massacred by Stannis's army. Some people witnessed dragons coming from Dragonstone Island and burning countless rebels to death.

Also, the sea monster family decided to hold a king-selection meeting. It seems that the idea of ​​​​infighting among the many branches of the sea monster family is going to come to nothing.

silence.

As Tyrion turned over the last letter.

Duke Tywin looked serious and said calmly: "I decided to wait until Joffrey's wedding is over and let Jaime go back and inherit Casterly Rock City."

The words came so suddenly, Cersei was stunned for a long time before she realized: "What? Father, Jaime is the Kingsguard."

Tyrion said nothing and looked deeply at his father, Warden of the West, Duke Tywin.

Although he had no objection to Jaime inheriting Casterly Rock, putting aside his feelings and considering the continuation of his family, it was Jaime who killed Aerys. Everyone in the world knew the name of the Kingslayer. What would happen if he returned to the West?

To this day, his father still doesn't consider letting him inherit Casterly Rock?

He married Sansa, who was still a dwarf. According to the attitude shown by the Targaryen king, if something happened that no one wanted to see happen, Tyrion could completely protect the Lannister West.

He can surrender, Tywin and Jaime cannot.

But Lord Tywin replied calmly: "Jaime's hand is broken. He can no longer assume the responsibility of protecting the king. The Iron Guard game is over. The king will relieve him of his duties and let him return to the West to marry a wife and have children." This news It's been a long time coming, and James is now on his way back to King's Landing. In retaliation for Jaime's severed hand, Tywin ordered the Mountain to massacre the warriors of Harrenhal.

As he spoke, Lord Tywin looked at her, "And you. According to various intelligence, Willas Tyrell is a gentle and polite young man who likes reading and stargazing. In addition, he is interested in breeding animals and raising animals. The best hunting dogs, falcons and horses in the Seven Kingdoms.”

Breed. Tyrion sneered to himself. That's right, Cersei is also interested in "breeding", and I hope poor Willas Tyrell can stop wearing the cuckold.

Cersei stood up, scratched her neck, and her face turned red as if she had been slapped: "No, I don't want to remarry. And I don't want to marry a crippled son of a bitch!"

"Your Majesty the Queen Mother," Uncle Kevan said politely, "You are still young, still beautiful, and fertile. You can't spend the rest of your life alone as a concubine, right? Besides, once you remarry, you can put an end to those shameless rumors about incest. Word."

Lord Tywin told his daughter: "You must have a new husband and give birth to new children."

"I am the Queen Regent of the Seven Kingdoms! I should make my own decisions regarding the regent's affairs!"

"You are my daughter." Lord Tywin replied calmly, "You must do what I say."

"I will never remarry!" Cersei shouted back.

Tywin's eyes pinned his daughter there: "You must remarry and have children."

must.

"No," Cersei's voice weakened, her lips trembled, and she stammered, "No, no, no..." She had already lost.

"Highgarden is a good place, and Tyrell's heir will be a good husband." Lord Tywin concluded.

"You are so kind, father," Cersei responded with cold courtesy. "Your arrangement is too sudden. Please give me a few days to think about it. I will take a bath and fast, go to the sept to pray to the Virgin and ask for the advice of the gods. , for the sake of you still remembering that I am your daughter, can I go?"

You're the Queen Mother, idiot! Tyrion wanted to tell her, why had she forgotten at this time? The Prime Minister has no authority to order the Queen Mother.

"Let's go, we'll talk when you calm down," Tywin said, "Remember your responsibilities."

Cersei quickly left the room, angry and sinking. Tyrion should thank Tywin for his cruelty, otherwise he would have had an endless quarrel with Queen Cersei over Myrcella. In any case, under the circumstances at that time, sending Myrcella to Dorne was absolutely no problem, but who would have thought of it.

"Tyrion."

He smiled: "My turn? What do you want me to do, father? Take my wife to the north to protect Winterfell for you?"

"Roose Bolton will be officially named Warden of the North," Lord Tywin said unabashedly, "and you, Tyrion, fulfill the duties of marriage."

"And Roose Bolton?" Tyrion said. "Can you explain old Frey's riddle to me first, wolfskin, trout? Oh, we have won a great victory in the north, haven't we? I can't wait to see you. Now go and share this joy with your wife, and then put her on the bed and fuck her all night long." He rubbed his itchy nose, "Don't you feel uncomfortable letting me do such a thing, father?"

"She is a woman, you can sleep with her," Lord Tywin said. "How you do it is your business."

Sir Kevan hesitated for a while and said, "Now Sansa Stark means the inheritance of Winterfell. Aren't you tempted, Tyrion? The Dreadfort and the Ironborn are fighting for the North, and the Stark lords are hiding secretly. When the time comes, they will all fight to exhaustion, and the North will belong to your child with Sansa Stark... Women, do some foreplay... intercourse, that's it..." There is one thing he didn't say, this move is even in line with the letter Targaryen sent to the northern lords.

"Oh, Robb Stark is dead?" Tyrion let his father and uncle sing the same tune, he only asked, "The letter from Frey, the trout is Edmure, and who is the wolf skin?"

Kevan replied: "Lady Catelyn. The Frey family originally planned to keep her as a hostage, but obviously something unexpected happened."

Tyrion clenched his fists: "Lord Walder murdered guests under his own roof and at his own table? They trampled on the rights of guests!"

Lord Tywin said: "This was done by Walder Frey."

"'Some victories are won by swords and spears, and some victories are won by paper, pen and crows', is that what it says?" He raised his head, "I congratulate you, I wonder how long you have been conspiring with Walder Frey?"

Lord Tywin pursed his lips: "Conspiracy? Watch you 's attitude, Tyrion, you disappoint me. "

"So you had expectations of me? Give us a Warden of the North?"

"Lord Tywin frowned: "You are very smart, Tyrion, but you can't control your mouth. One day, you will regret it. It is undoubtedly the right way to eliminate our enemies at the lowest price. I don't understand, compared with killing 10,000 soldiers on the battlefield and killing a dozen nobles at the dinner table, what is so noble about the former?"

"Aha, a low price. Someone on Dragonstone accused you of commanding a massacre. How can we defend the noble reputation of our family for such an appalling thing? Do you want me to defend it as a representative?"

Kevan explained: "It was Stannis's soldiers who did it. , this unfounded accusation is just a trick of the Targaryens of Dragonstone. "

"Just like Stannis accused Cersei and Jaime?"

"Enough." Tywin said calmly, "Don't talk nonsense in front of me, I don't buy it."

"The situation is not optimistic now. The Dornish, the Golden Company, and the dragons, there is no doubt that the Targaryens have the upper hand," Tyrion said, "'Every tool has its own special use, and every task requires a special tool'. I am at your disposal, father, but don't say that we Lannisters don't know how to sing in unison."

Lord Tywin said the same thing: "I just need you to fulfill your marital duties."

"What about the Tyrells, can they maintain the alliance knowing this? Is it possible that the Duke of Mace really has a problem with his brain? ? "

Tywin looked at him with a stern face: "Enough, I have endured your grandfather's folly, you should not be ungrateful. This is not something you need to worry about. "

Tyrion spread his hands: "Yes, father. Since I have already known the task you assigned, can I leave?"

"Go, do your job."

"Yes, father." The dwarf sank his face, and the scar on his face was a little hideous. He responded coldly, "I will go back and tell my lady that we murdered her mother and brother, and then let her cooperate with me to take away her virginity."

Tywin's prejudice against Tyrion is deep-rooted. Even though he knows that it is right to send Tyrion back to Casterly Rock, he would rather wait for Jaime to give birth to a child than hand over Casterly Rock to Tyrion.

However, his three children have their own ideas, and they are not easy to deal with.