The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

With a smile on his face, Green Kleb said, "Princess Myrcella Baratheon."

Tyrion Lannister covered his face: "Seven Gods..."

After a pause, he leaned back in his chair and said weakly: "Green, how did you guess it?"

"Tyrion, it's not hard to guess."

Tyrion's eyes moved and he said: "Everyone knows that the Prince of Dorne is an emotional person, and the Dornish people have not forgotten their hatred of Lannister."

Green shook his head slightly: "The Prince of Dorne is the leader of Dorne. Personal feelings will not override Dorne's interests. Everyone knows that the current situation in the Seven Kingdoms is very beneficial to them."

Tyrion straightened up: "Green, the Prince of Dorne is arrogant and arrogant. How could he easily abandon his deep hatred?!"

He seemed to be asking and answering himself, and then said: "First, use the head of the Magic Mountain to appease the Dornish people's self-esteem..."

Green shrugged: "Isn't it easy to guess?"

Tyrion said nothing. He picked up the wine flask, filled the empty glass with wine, and pushed it to Green.

He stared at Green and said seriously: "Green, will you help me?"

Green raised an eyebrow: "Tyrion, your words sound like you want me to betray Queen Cersei."

Tyrion picked up the wine glass and shook it gently: "My good sister Cersei, she is as gentle as the cruel Maegor, as selfless as the mediocre King Aegon, and she has the wisdom of the Mad King Aerys.

She will retaliate, whether it is someone else's real mistake or it is something she imagined, her judgment comes from her own wisdom.

She still can't tell the difference between caution and cowardice, and can't listen to unfavorable advice. The most terrifying thing is... she is extremely greedy for power and glory. "

He stared at Green and added: "She will appoint you as the Commander-in-Chief of the Golden Robe because of her trust in you, but it is also easy to shake her trust in you because you are the Commander-in-Chief of the Golden Robe."

After listening to Tyrion's words, Green was unmoved: "I like Queen Cersei's simplicity and directness, and it's too tiring to reestablish loyalty with someone else..."

Tyrion picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine, his eyes never leaving Green... Well, my sister Cersei is indeed easy to kill sometimes.

After a pause, he put down the wine glass, and then said: "Green, for three hundred years, the Crab Claw Peninsula has observed the tradition of direct allegiance to the queen. Joffrey will have a new queen soon... You won't throw away the family craftsmanship, will you? ?”

Green's tone was very calm: "Tyrion, have you found the king's queen?"

Tyrion was stunned, and then sighed: "Miss Sansa is actually a very good candidate. If Joffrey marries her, we can get support from the North, the Riverland, and the Valley at the same time. It's a pity that my good nephew The way to win the heart of a beautiful woman is so unusual.”

The smile on Green's face gradually dissipated and he said: "Prime Minister Tyrion, King Joffrey is only thirteen years old. You can wait until he has a new queen before talking to me about the traditions of the Crab Claw Peninsula."

Hearing Green's answer, Tyrion wanted to hold his forehead... He wanted now.

Green asked again: "What did you say to Queen Cersei?"

"My good sister is showing off to her good brother. She has the entire King's Landing in her hands. My mouth is faster than my brain..."

Tyrion grinned: "I asked her...if she controlled the city with the weapon between her legs."

Green's eyes trembled slightly... Hearing such words, Cersei's way of thinking would definitely doubt his loyalty. After all, she felt uneasy about not having someone on her bed.

Is Tyrion telling the truth? Is it really because the mouth is faster than the brain, as he said?

Green withdrew his thoughts, rubbed the body of the wine glass with his fingers, and said slowly: "Tyrion, I am not interested in seeking refuge with others."

Tyrion's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled and said: "Green, I'm curious, what are you interested in now?"

"Valley."

Tyrion was shocked: "You have a crush on Lady Lysa?!"

After a pause, he added as if to convince himself: "The days after marriage... it's not impossible to just close your eyes and do things quickly."

Green: "..."

Tyrion laughed: "Green, relax. You have such a straight face, which makes me a little nervous."

Tyrion was smiling on his face, but he was making various calculations in his heart. He had specifically learned about the grievances between the Vale and the Crab Claw Peninsula. To be precise, the people of the Crab Claw Peninsula were unilaterally full of hatred for the people of the Vale.

Is Greene going to trade his position as Commander-in-Chief of the Golden Robes in exchange for the Red Castle's support for the Crab Claw Peninsula revenge operation?

Cersei's Red Keep cannot protect itself, and they can't send reinforcements. Could it be that the Crab Claw Peninsula is going to start a war while the civil strife in the Vale is going on? If that's the case...where is the battle for revenge? The two divided gangs have a common enemy... This is simply helping the valley end the civil strife!

Tyrion glanced at Green. How could the person in front of him not think of this? !

Tyrion tried with a smile: "Green, you should be aware that the support of the Red Keep is limited until you solve the new king's two uncles, right?"

Green nodded slightly.

Tyrion continued to test: "You are actually willing to trade 6,000 gold robes for the sound of drums in the Red Keep? In fact, my sister also likes to do this kind of thing."

Green stopped what he was doing and looked directly at Tyrion with his brown eyes: "That's the second way..."

He smiled slightly and continued: "Tyrion, I believe your wisdom can save the current crisis."

After a pause, he added: "The premise is that you can surpass Queen Cersei and control King's Landing yourself."

Tyrion stared at Green for a while and then said: "Earl Green, can you let me master the 6,000 swords of the Golden Robe?"

Green pointed at Tyrion's hand and said, "Instead of the golden robe, I can deliver King's Landing to you."

"Haaah..." Tyrion used laughter to cover up his inner excitement and his distrust of Green.

Tyrion raised his glass and gestured towards Green... He liked Green's praise very much, and Green's proposal was also very attractive, but he doubted Green's true purpose.

Tyrion took a sip, and the delicious red wine slowly slid down his throat... Will Green harm him? Could Green's actions today be inspired by his sister who loves him deeply?

If Green really had a way to help him control King's Landing... Thinking of this, Tyrion had to admit that it was too tempting.

Tyrion stretched out a finger and scratched his cheek. He seemed to want to see his sister deflated. That look would definitely be more charming.

Green stood up: "Prime Minister Tyrion, please think about it slowly."

Green paused next to Tyrion's chair. He reached out and patted Tyrion's small shoulder: "If you don't want to be imprisoned in a dark prison, I suggest you contact the Duke of Casterly Rock as soon as possible. You should at least let Queen Cersei For the time being, I believe that Prime Minister Tyrion is just a good son who helps his father run errands."

Tyrion stopped Green: "Hey, my friend, you can stay and we will talk."

Green was almost reaching the door. He tilted his head and said, "I refuse invitations without sincerity."

After saying that, he flicked his blue cloak embroidered with swamp marigolds and left the tavern directly.

After finishing my work, I felt extremely tired and felt as if I had been cooked. I was in a bad state. I wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote again. I tortured myself until I was no longer a human being before I could hold back a little bit.

I'll go to bed early today and try to make up for it as soon as possible.