The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire
Chapter 363 Green's Transaction
The golden dragon was held between two fingers by the jailer, shining with golden light outside the small window.
damn it!
Tyrion felt angry because it was the last golden dragon on his body and the only coin.
He remembered... when he sent Doron to run errands, he gave the mercenary the money bag he had on him as a reward.
He is indeed the worst Lannister, and he has no money to deal with the jailer's difficulties.
Oh, I almost forgot, he is already an ugly dwarf abandoned by Lannister.
Then, he thought of his golden nose, but the hand he raised moved slightly, but was placed behind his back.
Tyrion pursed his lips and smiled: "Mr. good-looking jailer, are you blackmailing a member of the royal family now?"
He grinned: "Do I need to remind you that despite my short stature, I am actually the king's uncle?"
After the words fell, the big face on the small window quickly disappeared, and then the low voices of several people were heard talking again.
Tyrion stepped forward, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and there was a sudden silence outside.
"The king may be merciful, but you have delayed the Duke's affairs. You will definitely regret coming to this world, I guarantee it."
After a pause, the jailer's voice sounded: "Thank you for the reward, sir. I'll go right away."
Hearing the flattering voice, Tyrion lowered his eyes and looked at the hand that habitually stretched out to his waist.
His fingers flexed slightly, and the golden dragon hidden outside... He had entrusted all Green to be handed over to Shae. Now that he was a real pauper, he had to get used to this new identity as soon as possible.
…………
Late at night, Gou Alley.
Green looked up from the map, glanced at the dark night sky outside the window, and said, "Go and tell me, I'll be there tomorrow morning."
"As you command, my lord."
Four days have passed since the meeting between the Lannister brothers. It seems that... the shocked Tyrion has finally recovered a little.
The firelight from the silver candlestick swayed. Green picked up a large parchment and laid it flat in front of the table. On it was a portrait of a young woman.
After looking down for a while, Green leaned back on the chair and rubbed his temples.
Knock knock, there was a knock on the door, and Brienne's voice came from outside: "Lord Green, Layton wants to see you."
Green opened his eyes: "Let him in."
The door was pushed open, Layton bowed, walked in front of Green, and said: "My master, I just got the news that those sparrows are secretly collecting chains and axes."
ax………
Iron chain......
After a pause, Green tapped his chin and said, "Are there other knights appearing over there?"
Leiden shook his head slightly and replied: "It's still the dozen or so poor knights. They never miss the gatherings of the sparrows and pray together every day. They are much more pious than ordinary monks."
Green left his chair, walked back and forth a few steps, and said, "How is Archbishop Zari?"
"All the archbishops are rushing for the election of the archbishop, but Archbishop Zari proposed to personally go to comfort the war-torn Riverlands, which gained him a great reputation."
After a pause, Leighton added: "Other archbishops also showed him a lot of kindness."
"You select some reputable mercenaries in the name of Kraibo Trading Company..."
Green stood in front of the map of the Seven Kingdoms hanging on the wall, his eyes slowly swept across the Trident River, and said: "Let them secretly protect the safety of Archbishop Zari in the Riverlands."
Layton nodded: "As you command, I will make arrangements before Archbishop Zari leaves King's Landing, my lord."
Green waved his hand: "Go ahead and keep staring at those sparrows."
…………
The next morning.
With a creaking sound, the tightly closed cell door was opened, and Green walked in.
"Good day, Tyrion."
Tyrion, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, turned his head and glanced at the two waiters following Green. One held several parchments in his arms, and the other held a wine flask and a wine glass.
He grinned: "Thank you for coming, your lord, good day."
Tyrion's face was clean shaven, and he must have tidied it up on purpose.
Green smiled slightly: "You adapted quickly."
After saying that, he sat on the chair.
When the waiter left and closed the door, Tyrion picked up the wine glass, took a sip of summer red, and said: "Green, the Lannister family is your enemy... right?"
Green said nothing, looked at him and made a gesture of invitation.
After a brief moment of silence, Tyrion suddenly smiled and said: "According to negotiation skills, I should say now... Hey, I can help you. In fact, the person sitting in front of you is a Lannister assassin."
Seeing Green smiling, Tyrion grinned: "We understand each other, and I know that my skills are useless in front of you."
Green shook the wine glass in his hand and said, "Perhaps, only the gods in the sky know everything."
Tyrion chuckled: "But the Seven Gods have always been very tight-lipped."
Then, his smile faded, he stared at Green for a while, and suddenly said: "I need your help. Can you allow me to appear in Lord Tywin's bedroom or study without disturbing others? Well, In order to make him patient enough to listen to the dwarf son’s emotions, I ask you to prepare another crossbow for me.”
"Tyrion."
Green called out first, paused, and then continued: "Your Uncle Kevan is very cautious. With him around, it is difficult for Prime Minister Tywin to have dangerous weapons...or rather, it is impossible to have dangerous weapons. You should be better than me." To be more clear, on the surface, your father’s protection is solely responsible for the current Commander-in-Chief of the Gold Robes, Ser Adam. In fact, Prime Minister Tywin’s real protection is Ser Kevan and the red robe in his hands.”
Tyrion's black and green eyes trembled: "Green, have you denied my greatest value?"
Green shook his head slightly. He took a sip of summer red, paused, and sighed: "How can I almost lose my mind when I am so wise... It seems that my guess is not wrong. Your wife... That incident must be very sad. Extremely.”
The whites of Tyrion's eyes were covered with fine bloodshot eyes: "Wisdom...I am the stupidest bastard in the world."
Green looked over and said, "I can't blame you entirely. How could you see the whole house clearly when you are standing inside the house? I just became suspicious because I happened to be standing outside the house."
Hearing this, Tyrion closed his eyes, trembled his lips, and said, "Green, I can't thank you enough."
"No need to be grateful."
Green leaned back in his chair and remained silent for a moment, then said, "I just don't want you to live a bad life in the future."
Tyrion opened his eyelids, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and said, "For example?"
With a clatter, Green picked up the silver flask and poured wine into the empty glass: "Those whose hands are stained with the blood of their loved ones will not have any good consequences."
Tyrion stared at him blankly for a while and then said: "Green, to be honest, I don't want to believe a word of your words, but I dare not not believe it. You scare me."
Hearing this, Green put down the wine bottle and said, "If this is really the case, you should be more sensible, Tyrion."
He smiled lightly: "At least Kleib's credibility is known to all seven countries."
Tyrion had been trying hard to maintain a calm face, but he finally showed his haggardness, rubbed his head, and said: "I can't think of it, maybe you can tell me directly... If I want to save my life, what should I do? You serve."
"good."
Green looked at Tyrion, his lips parted lightly: "Joffrey."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tyrion's pupils shrank suddenly, and he murmured unconsciously: "It is indeed so...it is indeed so..."
The corners of Green's lips curved slightly: "Really?"
Tyrion, who was still in shock, blurted out: "What you want is the Iron Throne..."
As he said this, he suddenly reacted and quickly covered his mouth with his hand: Damn, my mouth accidentally went to the front of my brain again.
While Tyrion was thinking frantically about how to change the subject naturally, he observed Green's expression from the corner of his eye.
Green smiled, raised his glass to Tyrion, and said nonchalantly: "You are just guessing in private. This does not violate the laws of the kingdom."
He added: "Have you never suspected that the old lion planned to sit on the Iron Throne himself?"
"My poor nephew."
Tyrion smiled slightly unnaturally, looked down at his trembling hands, and secretly cursed himself for being such a cowardly dwarf.
Green didn't seem to notice Tyrion's little abnormality. He sighed and said, "Yes, King Joffrey is indeed very pitiful."
After a moment of silence, Tyrion slowly exhaled and whispered: "Grimm Kleb, my friend, will you let those innocent people go?"
Green's brown eyes moved slightly: "Tyrion, don't you like promises without value?"
Tyrion shrugged: "Lord Green, I have actually discovered that your promise is the most valuable thing in the Seven Kingdoms. You and the Duke of Winterfell both value your promises. Of course... you are much more flexible than him. , but that doesn’t hinder the value.”
Green put down the wine glass and said: "Smart Tyrion, this is a game of thrones. If you want to use your sweet tongue to tie invisible chains to me in advance, I have to rethink your value."
He sighed: "If I were inside and you were outside, I think... you wouldn't choose to take risks like me. Your burning eyes only saw my methods, but you didn't Not as much as the risk I’m taking?”
He smiled: "Or, as a friend, do you sincerely hope that I will walk more steadily?"
Tyrion echoed Greene's forced smile.
Breathing again, he stared at Green motionlessly and said directly: "I'll be honest with you, in fact, I have always been a despicable dwarf who is full of doubts about everyone and everything. I want to know why you believe me, or Why are you so sure I won't betray you?"
Without saying a word, Green stretched out a hand and randomly pulled out a parchment roll from the small pile.
He unfolded the parchment and faced Tyrion with the back of the paper. He looked at the paintings on it and murmured: "Black hair... blue eyes... very charming... I heard she used to love to laugh... ...If she were still alive...perhaps there would be a sadness in her smile..."
Following Green's voice, Tyrion's pupils first gradually expanded, then shrank.
"Tessa?!"
He suddenly left the bed and wanted to reach out to grab the parchment in Green's hand, but Green's hand was raised, making his hand miss.
"Be sensible, Tyrion."
Green handed the parchment to Tyrion, who had jumped several times: "This is just a portrait I asked the painter to guess based on the appearance of your wife that he found out in the West."
Tyrion grabbed the portrait and put it in front of his eyes. He paused and his eyes gradually became hot: "Yes, that's it... She has long black hair and a pair of eyes that make people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves." Her blue eyes... Her mouth is not that big... Her chin is slightly rounder than this..."
Green pointed at the piled parchment scrolls and reminded Tyrion: "There are different ones over there. You can see which one is the most similar."
Tyrion finally looked up from the portrait, looked at Green blankly, and then trotted away.
He unrolled the parchment and looked at each one carefully, mumbling to himself.
Green took a sip of summer red and leaned back quietly in his chair.
After a while, Tyrion stared at one of the portraits motionless and murmured: "Tessa... this one is the most similar... she should look like this now..."
Tyrion first wiped the corners of his eyes randomly, then rubbed his face fiercely, and then came to Green with a pair of red eyes.
Looking at Tyrion, Green's expression was gentle: "Before the trial begins, I will ask the painter to dress up as a waiter sent by me and come to see you every day. Please recall some of your wife's characteristics."
Tyrion looked up at Green, his body trembling, and he struggled to squeeze out his voice from his throat: "You want...you plan...you want..."
In his cautious and hopeful gaze, Green nodded and said: "I found out that she was expelled to the other side of the strait by your father. I will search for your wife secretly without alerting your father, and I will also Please help the Iron Bank, as long as Mrs. Tessa is still alive..."
He showed a gentle smile: "You and your wife will meet again sooner or later. May the gods bless you."
Hot tears kept pouring out of the corners of Tyrion's eyes and he couldn't wipe them away. He gave up and knelt down towards Green. He couldn't help but choked up: "Thank you...I really appreciate it...I can't repay you...please" You must help me find her...please give me a chance to make amends...please..."
Green reached out and grabbed Tyrion's shoulders: "You should be more grateful to yourself. This is the opportunity to make up for it with your own abilities."
He patted it: "Believe me, Tyrion, the rest of your life is still very long."
…………
That night, in the large dining room on the first floor of the Prime Minister's Tower, the Kingsguard and Sandor Clegane, who happened to be dining together, took one more look at the simple Monton in blue robes who was holding a basin and eating barbecue. And fight (empty punch).
After the fight, Monton's head was swollen into a pig's head, and Sandor had one of his legs crushed by Monton's hill-like body. Grand Maester Pycelle told him that he would have to stay in bed for at least three months.
Rumor has it that Duke Green was very angry after hearing about this and threatened to severely punish Menton for daring to cause trouble in the Prime Minister's Tower.
Rumor has it that Monton was imprisoned in the Crabb mansion in Hook Lane and was not allowed to go out for a period of time.
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