The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Faced with the rebuke of the grand maester, the young assistant maester swallowed nervously and said, "I will change it immediately, Lord Pycelle."

Pycelle waved his hand impatiently: "I'll give you one last chance."

Hearing this, the Assistant Bachelor swallowed secretly again. He understood what the Grand Bachelor meant. If he could not write well next time, he would be sent back to the city. This was an outcome he could not bear.

After the frightened young man left, the maid who stood not far away like a stake brought a silver flask and wine glass at Pycelle's signal.

While the maid poured the wine, Pycelle stretched out a hand and indulged in his addiction to the handle.

"grown ups……"

Pycelle patted her on the back: "Good girl, thank you for your help. Go and rest."

After sniffing his fingertips with his nose, Pycelle picked up the wine glass and took a sip as the door closed softly.

Putting down the glass, the old maester recalled the secret conversation that day (Photo 481.).

Although Regent Greene retains a bit of the tradition of a semi-savage noble, his proposals always make people so excited. This... has to admit his generosity and his kingly demeanor.

That is the power to recommend the next Grand Archmaester, and it takes precedence over the Cardinal Chancellor (the Grand Archmaester is a senior member of the bachelor's organization, and serves the king as a representative of the city. According to tradition, the right to recommend the Grand Archmaester belongs to the city's leaders. Cardinal opportunity.).

If Green gives him this power, his influence in the academy will expand infinitely, and he can even become the uncrowned king of all the bachelors in the Seven Kingdoms.

And what price do you have to pay?

Archmaester Pycelle took another sip of the sweet summer red with great pleasure, and then he sighed. He did it all for this poor and unstable kingdom!

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The next day, the Regent's study in the throne room.

Green was looking through a thick parchment book sent by Pycelle early in the morning, which contained details of Robert I's rewards to meritorious people after the end of the "Usurper's War".

Knock, knock, knock on the door interrupted Green's reading, and then Sir Ange's voice came over: "Your Highness Green, Miss Margery is here."

After receiving Green's response, the door was pushed open, and Margaery Tyrell, who had changed into a snow-white dress, entered with light steps, and Sir Angay behind him closed the door.

Green looked up: "You can sleep a little longer. And, good day, charming lady."

Margaery's eyes were full of sleepy tenderness: "Good day, brave knight."

After closing the book, Green leaned back in his chair, smiled, and said, "This is an extremely glorious compliment."

She glanced sideways at him with reddish cheeks. Margery's eyes lightly swept across the table and asked casually: "What are you reading?"

After saying that, she moved naturally and intimately and sat in Green's arms.

Green gently held Little Rose's hand and said, "A book sent by Pycelle contains records of military exploits from seventeen years ago."

Hearing this, Margaery's beautiful eyes trembled imperceptibly: "Isn't it boring to read?"

Green tapped his chin: "It's indeed boring, but this 'gift' came suddenly. I was wondering if the Grand Master had any other intentions."

"Perhaps he is just fulfilling his duties as a royal bachelor."

"It's possible."

At this time, the door was slowly pushed open. Sir Ange brought the teapot and teacup with lowered eyes, then quickly exited the room and closed the door again.

Margery kissed Green gently on the forehead, then left the chair, picked up the teapot and poured tea.

Then, she handed a cup of tea to Green: "Am I thinking too simply?"

"Thanks."

Green took the tea cup, sipped the black tea, and said, "Maybe he is hinting to me that there is a potential enemy of mine in this."

Margaery's brown eyes moved slightly: "Hint?"

Green looked at her, his lips slightly curved: "Obviously, Crab Claw Peninsula, the Reach and Dorne... at that time, we all belonged to the other side."

Margery picked up another teacup, took a sip, and said, "Whose side was he on at that time?"

Green smiled and shrugged: "At least he plans to be on our side now."

Margaery couldn't help but chuckle: "Always stand on the side of the winner?"

Green also laughed: "He sent it to the wrong place. Princess Martell may be more interested in this thing than me."

"Next time, you can remind him, Your Highness the Regent."

The morning light that entered the room was warm, and the atmosphere between the two was relaxed and pleasant.

Little Rose's beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons. What would be Pycelle's real purpose?

The color of the black tea in the cup is as bright as ruby, and the steaming heat carries a sweet smell. She holds the delicate tea cup in her hand, walking gracefully.

Margery took a few steps, the hem of her skirt swirled, she turned to look at Green, and suddenly said: "The wonderful time is too short, my dear..."

One of Green's eyebrows was raised slightly. She placed the tea cup gently on the table and continued: "...the beauty only belongs to you and me."

She slowly approached and walked in front of Green, tilting her waist slightly to look at him, her elk eyes glowing with water.

She stretched out her hands to grasp Green's cheeks, paused, and lightly opened her rose lips: "I'm afraid I'll be too greedy, but... you and I can't do that."

Little Rose's eyes were slightly red: "I thought I could comfort my heart, I thought that what happened between you and me would only be a beautiful dream that I stole, but I didn't expect that... the closer I was to you, the more I couldn't control my love for you, dear... Green..."

As she spoke, Little Rose kissed her, she closed her eyes, a drop of crystal tears overflowed, slowly sliding down her little face.

Green closed his eyelids, and soon... her lips left his lips, Little Rose's soft hands touched Green's face, and whispered: "You have to get married as soon as possible and give birth to your heir, this is your responsibility."

She turned her face to the other side and said sadly: "Miss me... let someone send a bunch of golden roses..."

Green took a deep breath: "Margaret, maybe I..."

Margaret's index finger was vertically pressed against Green's lips, she stared at him, her eyes full of tears: "This is the best choice I can think of for you... the wise regent."

Then, there was a long hug and kiss.

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After Little Rose left, Sir Anguy brought a golden wine jug and wine glass: "Your Highness."

Swish---

"Princess Arianne Nymeros Martell is waiting for your summons." Sir Anguy said as he poured a glass of wine for Green.

The wine was like a flowing red silk, and the red liquid slowly climbed along the wall of the cup. Green retracted his gaze and slowly said: "Have someone prepare it, I will have breakfast with Princess Arianne."

When the Minister of Justice and Arianne left the throne room, the Sand Snakes who followed her had a thick book in their hands.

Soon, Princess Arianne, in accordance with the orders of the Regent and the Royal Council, summoned the political officials and some captains of the gold cloaks under the Minister of Justice, as well as most of the Dornish lords and knights in King's Landing in the Government Affairs Hall.

Then, she directly launched a heavy-handed action to expel the evil of King's Landing.

For a time, the whole King's Landing was in panic again. As a last resort, Green called in fully armed Crabbe soldiers to assist the Gold Cloaks in maintaining order and security in the city.

However, facing a situation that could lead to a riot at any time, Arianne Martell showed her stubborn side, and the captured criminals filled the temporarily requisitioned cells.

Moreover, she also arrested dozens of King's Landing nobles and put them in the Red Castle dungeon.

After almost a day of "noise", the large-scale riot in King's Landing was about to break out, until... nearly 10,000 Crabbe troops led by Mason Baker entered King's Landing, and the crisis was barely suppressed.

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In the evening, Regent Green and Prime Minister Mace, who had been busy all day, took a walk in the garden near the throne room.

The Duke of Mace said angrily: "The price the gods gave the Dornishmen for their unyielding spirit must have been taking away half of their brains."

After the nobles were arrested by the Dornishmen, the protesting crowd poured into the Prime Minister's study like a surging tide.

Today was supposed to be the first day of his happy appointment as Prime Minister, but it was ruined by these royal nobles, which made the broad-minded Duke of Mace feel strongly offended.

Finally, the inflatable fish, who could no longer bear it, directly asked Tyrell Green Robe to expel them from the Red Castle.

The Duke of Mace was still angry: "Tomorrow, I will summon them one by one."

He thought that the group of people came to congratulate him, and because of this misunderstanding, he had such an embarrassing scene this afternoon.

After a pause, Green said seriously: "This also shows that the gate of the Red Castle is too lax. Perhaps, we can use today's incident to strengthen the guard of the Red Castle. By the way, take back the power of those people to enter here at any time."

The Duke of Mace nodded fiercely. He had no reason to oppose Green's proposal.

After walking a few steps, the Duke of Mace stroked his beard and said, "I heard that the daughter of the Martell family has captured hundreds of people. What should we do with them?"

Greene pondered for a moment and said, "Except for those who are unforgivable, I plan to exile the others to the extremely underpopulated areas of the crown and the riverlands to atone for their sins through labor."

The Duke of Mace nodded: "This is a comprehensive method. If too many people die, we may have to send troops to suppress the riots. This kind of thing may affect the honor of Tyrell and Crabbe."

After a pause, he asked again: "What about those guys in the Red Castle dungeon?"

"I'm still hesitating about this matter..."

Greene sighed lightly: "For the peace of the Seven Kingdoms, we have to consider the Martell family, which has been burning in anger for more than ten years."

After walking a few steps, he continued: "Princess Arianne is the Minister of Justice in front of the king. It is very difficult to give in at this time. It is easy for people to mistakenly think that the Royal Council is still cowardly. This is a hidden danger that cannot be ignored, my Prime Minister. "It does sound reasonable, but... The Duke of Mace suppressed the hand that was about to scratch his head and wiped his beard instead, saying: "If we don't do something, will Martell's anger be too unscrupulous?" Green smiled and said: "Then let her unscrupulous actions continue until the Queen Mother's funeral is over." There are still three days... The Duke of Mace continued to stroke his beard for a while, and he suddenly lowered his voice: "The people she targets are so obvious... Will this cause panic in the Seven Kingdoms?" Green spread his hands and said: "Yes, it is indeed necessary to control the scale. Tomorrow... You can tell them that the day after Cersei's funeral, I will hold a petition in the throne room in the name of the king and the regent to listen to their voices. "...

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Eagle's Nest City, Dragon's Lair.

"Hey, old knight with white beard."

Ser Reina, who was wearing a ponytail that shot up to the sky, waved her hand casually as she spoke, saying hello to Ser Barristan Selmy.

It took Ser Barristan a lot of time to gradually get used to this "etiquette".

"Good day, Ser Reyna."

Coming closer, Reina glanced at the new door that had just been installed a few days ago and said, "Isn't their breakfast over yet?"

Sir Barristan shrugged slightly and said, "Her Highness the Princess should be teaching children who often fight."

礠~礠~礠~礠~礠~礠~

In the dragon's lair, the whetstone in Daenerys Targaryen's hand has already grinded out sparks, but the black dragon "Rhaegor" and the green dragon "Jones" are still bullying the white dragon "Viserion" who has shrunk into the corner. .

They are provoking their mother's majesty, and the true dragon's wrath is already on the verge of breaking out.

Danglang threw away the whetstone, and Daenerys said angrily: "Please bring me a bow."

A member of the Princess Guard (Chapter 363) with silver hair and a similar figure to Dany quickly arrived with a Kleb longbow.

Whoosh--whoosh--whoosh--

Daenerys stood there with a cold face "performing" archery, but... Rhaego, who was as tall as a pony, and Jones, who was a head smaller than his brother, were still ignoring their mother's threats.

Seeing this, Daenerys's plumpness undulated violently, and then she strode towards them, clasped her waist with her hands and said angrily: "Brother Rhae! Jones! If you don't stop, you won't have lunch today." And dinner!”

Rego's movements suddenly stopped, and then... he used his thick short legs to give his shrinking brother a final kick, and then moved towards his own dinner basin with his head held high, and Jones followed suit.

Then, Daenerys read the look of grievance in Viserion's eyes.

Viserion staggered over with short legs. It seemed to want to get comfort from its mother, but... as soon as it got close, it was pushed away by Jones who suddenly appeared.

Looking at Jones who obediently stretched his head towards her, Daenerys touched it helplessly. At this time, she missed Green very much.

Walking out of the dragon's lair, Daenerys, wearing a blue cloak, couldn't help but shrink slightly. She could feel that the weather was getting colder.

At night, the world shrouded in coldness and darkness broke into her dreams more and more frequently.

Also, those ice blue eyes that seem to have frozen all warmth and hope...

"Your Highness the Princess."

Hearing Lena's call, Daenerys suppressed the uneasiness in her heart and smiled: "When did you come back, sergeant?"