(Guaranteed Chapter, 5000 words)

When the Mountain was in the Baelor Chapel, in the Maegor House of the Red Keep, Cersei comforted her master. Next to her sat the nine-year-old King Tommen Baratheon.

"Sir Oswell, I'm sorry. Cersei said to her steward, "The Archbishop has pronounced the sentence, Osney has been sentenced to hanging, and I have pleaded with the Archbishop, but nothing can be done. “

Osney's father, Oswell, Kate Black, knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and said in a gloomy voice: "Your Majesty the Queen Mother, Osney slandered the glory of the royal family and succumbed to the evil of the Sparrow, he violated the spirit of chivalry and took the blame on himself. ”

Cersei's face was expressionless, and she looked coldly at the top of Oswell's brown head: "Sir, I asked the archbishop, and the archbishop agreed to let you go and collect Osney's body and transport it back to his hometown, so that he could get his final rest, and the archbishop agreed." ”

"The Kate Black family is grateful for the kindness of Her Majesty the Queen Mother!, always remembered!" said Oswell earnestly.

Cersei was pleased with Oswell's attitude: "Sir Oswell, get up, go and rest early, mourn." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty the Queen Mother. Oswell slowly stood up, bowed his head, and went in silence.

Tomman looked at the back of Oswell leaving, and wondered a little: "Mother, I can't see Lord Oswell's grief?!"

"His mourning is in his heart, Tommen. ”

"I felt like he was trying to feign sadness. Tomman said.

"You are still young, and when you grow up, you will understand that the grief and love of your parents seem ordinary on the surface. ”

"Was Oswell recommended to Mother by Littlefinger?" asked Tommen.

"Yes, but in public, you can't say Littlefinger, you have to say Lord Petyrberg. ”

"Remember, Mother. "Tomman is well-behaved, sensible, and innocent.

"Who mentioned to you that Lord Oswell was recommended by Lord Petyr?"

"Great power teacher. ”

"Bachelor of Coburn?!"

"Yes, Mother, the Great Master said that after Littlefinger left, the expenses of the palace became more and more tight, and he hoped that Littlefinger would come back sooner. The post of Chancellor of the Exchequer cannot be vacant for too long, otherwise it will be more and more difficult for us in all aspects. ”

"In all directions?"

"The great master said that the garrison, the Royal Navy fleet, the courtiers and generals in the palace, and the settlement of various government affairs, many places, need money. His academic research also needs money. ”

"Did Cobain go to the treasury to apply for expenses and didn't get the amount he wanted?"

"He didn't tell me about that. ”

Cersei smiled, "It's okay, the new Prime Minister will solve the money problem for us." ”

"Uncle Kai Feng doesn't have any skills. Tomman asked innocently.

"Who told you that he has great skills!"

"But he wasn't the one who rescued you. ”

"His martial arts can't compare to the Magic Mountain. ”

"Can he sharpen the gold coins and turn one into two?" Tomman 's big eyes flickered.

"No one can grind a gold coin into two. ”

"Littlefinger does!" I've heard a lot of people talk about. ”

Cersei smiled: "Tomman, Littlefinger can't either, that's just that everyone praises him for his ability to do business, to invest, and to collect taxes." Lord Petyr took the money from the treasury and made more money by doing business. ”

"And will he come back after he leaves King's Landing?"

"Yes, he'll be back, he's the Imperial Minister, and he's still our Chancellor of the Exchequer. ”

"But if it were me, I wouldn't have come back after I left. Tomman said earnestly.

"Oh, why?" Cersei was amused by Tommen.

"I have a great ability to make money, why don't I make a lot of money for myself? I heard from the national teacher that Littlefinger owns Harrenhal, which is the largest castle, taller and grander than our royal palace, and that Harrenhal has a vast and fertile territory, and is very rich in grain and fish. He can live well, why should he come back to the palace to be the Chancellor of the Exchequer?"

Cersei's smile grew awkward.

If Littlefinger marries Rysa Tully, takes control of the Vale, and gets Harrenhal, who can do anything to him if he doesn't come back?

Send Randolph Tali to attack the Vale?

But Randolph Tali hasn't even taken all of the Riverlands yet!

Without dragons, no one can fly through the sky through the bloody gates, and no one can force the valley to submit. Using the method of the Magic Mountain, build a city wall outside the Blood Gate, send troops to garrison it, and block the way for the people of the valley to come out? How long will it take to take the territory outside the valley, and it will not hurt the foundation of the nobles inside the valley.

The valley basin, self-sufficient, forced to hurry, they can also travel by sea through the islands to the east.

"Tommen, Lord Petyr will be back, he's in King's Landing, and there are hundreds of them...... What about houses. ”

"Oh, when will he come back?" said the Great Master, if Littlefinger doesn't come back, the palace will have to find a new Chancellor of the Exchequer, or everything will be messed up. Mother, are we really poor and owe a lot of loan sharks?"

"No, there is gold in the West, and Prime Minister Kevon will settle the money for us. I've never been worried about that. ”

"Oh, that's good. Mother, I will tell the Great Master tomorrow that there is no need to worry about running out of money, Uncle Kaifeng has money. ”

"Yes, Tommen, it's time to sleep!" Cersei said softly.

"Yes, Mother. Tomman deftly slid off the stool and beckoned to his mother. Cersei bent down, and Tomman's red lips touched her mother's face, "Good night, mother." ”

Cersei smiled sweetly and brightly: "Good night, my king!"

The maid led the king to rest, and Cersei looked at the figure of the little king with a smile in her eyes.

It was late at night, and Cersei walked to the window, overlooking the outside of the Meg Tower, and the night was dark, and the patrolling soldiers occasionally heard the sound of passwords. The square city walls around the Meige Tower are brightly lit.

Cersei looked at the night sky and thought of Jaime Lannister.

She knew she would have another sleepless night.

She didn't just think of Jaime, she thought of her daughter even more: Messirah Baratheon. More than 300 people of Dorne were all imprisoned in the stone castle tower of the Red Keep, and the body of the Red Viper was also collected, just waiting for the good news from Dorne, Cersei put the body of the Red Viper and the more than 300 Dorn back.

A white night!

Cersei's insomnia is a heart disease, but in some places, it is a sleepless night.

The underground casino in the flea nest is one such place.

The biggest boss of the people who run rampant in the underground casino of the flea nest is the black bear Rolger, who has specially raised a man to train him to fight wild dogs, this person is named Fang.

Rolger and Fangs became the chief enforcers of the Magic Mountain Legion.

After the two men left the flea nest, the underground casino of the flea nest did not disappear until Bernick Rigan was ordered by the magic mountain to enter the flea nest to take over the intelligence system of Varys's little bird.

Bernie took ten dead guards from the Magic Mountain to mix around the flea nest, and it didn't take much time to unify the gangsters in the flea nest.

After Rolger and Fangs 'reformed', his former younger brother quickly rose to become the boss of the underground casino, and this man was named Thoreau.

When the Demon Mountain led its troops into King's Landing, Rolger and Fangs accompanied him. When Rolger sent a soldier to meet Thoreau, he was subdued as soon as the soldier showed Rolger's name, and later, Thoreau became an underground eyeliner for Bernie, loyal and loyal. Because he understands very well that his real boss is actually the Demon Mountain of the Seven Kingdoms.

With the continuous rise of the status and prestige of the Magic Mountain, Bernie became a knight, the former minister, and Thoreau also rose to the top, becoming the underground boss of the flea nest, and recently dominated the underground casinos of the city, and the business was booming, making a lot of money every night.

Underground casinos, sleepless places for flea nests.

"Hey, brother, listen to your accent, you're from across the Narrow Sea?" a gambler slapped a silver deer on the 'big' with a snap, "There have been seven small ones in a row, and this time they must be bigger." ”

In the kingdom of Westeros, one golden dragon is equal to thirty silver deer, and one silver deer is equal to seven bronze stars.

The exotic man next to the gambler was well-proportioned, wearing a robe with slanted shoulders that exposed his muscular shoulder, an Arac scimitar at his waist, neatly tied up the sleeves of his robe, and a half-baked Westeros lingua franca.

"I'm from Dothraki. "The Dothraki pressed a bronze star on top of the 'small' one. There were more than twenty bronze stars in his large palm, stacked in neat stacks.

The boy sitting in the village was a local, with a shrewd face, a pair of small eyes that were spinning, and a black cylinder in his hand that kept shaking, and inside was three bone rolling dice.

"Bet big! This will definitely turn the tables. The local gambler persuaded the Dothraki man, but the other party was indifferent, and his expression became impatient, but unfortunately, the self-cooked boy did not stop talking, "Dothraki, a warrior on horseback, the Arak scimitar is invincible, are you a mercenary?"

The Dothraki man stared at the guy next to him who seemed to be a little overzealous, and reluctantly said, "Help a noble lord escort a batch of wine from Quells City, and a batch of night lion furs." ”

"Oh, make a lot of money on this trip. ”

The Dothraki were impatient to talk nonsense, staring at the dealer and no longer answering the nagging of the gamblers around them. He didn't like to talk, especially with the uncomfortable-looking Westeros man.

"Is there anything else?" the dealer glanced at the audience, and the dice tube in his hand shook loudly.

No one is talking nonsense anymore, everyone is staring at the dealer's hand.

The small-eyed dealer shook the cup with one hand, the movement was skillful, and in a burst of rapids, the dice cup fell, and he stared at the faces, the expressions on these faces were very rich: nervous or relaxed or serious or eager, "Is there still a last chance to make money?" “

"Go big!" shouted the nagging gambler.

"Small!" roared a large group of gamblers.

The dealer opens the dice cup very slowly and slowly: small!

Loud cheers and curses of disappointment rang out at the same time.

The Dothraki won. The self-cooked gambler loses.

An hour later, the Dothraki went up to the second floor, where there were women from the women's courtyard, who had made a fortune and relaxed.

The Dothraki walked up to the second floor, and the footsteps behind him sounded, and the defeated self-cooked gambler arrived.

"Warrior Dothraki, you've won a lot. ”

"Hmm!" the Dothraki snorted, not wanting to talk to him.

"Have a drink, please. Money and other things are nothing to me!" snapped his fingers, he was familiar with the person in charge on the second floor, and immediately two women brought two glasses of wine.

The Dothraki took the wine, and his indifferent face softened.

The self-cooked gambler clinked glasses with the Dothraki: "This is our good wine here." Hell it, come on, have a toast. “

The two rough men drank it all in one go.

Pour the wine again!

"I've heard that dragons have appeared on the continent of Essos, is it true?"

"Dragon, of course it's true. The eyes of the Dothraki lit up, and the conversation began.

"Wow, what the hell, it's incredible to hear it, the dragon really appeared?. ”

"Yes, all of us who sailed knew that dragons had appeared, and some of them had seen it with their own eyes, the ship from Slave Bay in the East, and many of us had seen the three-headed dragon with their own eyes, a black iron dragon, a bronze dragon, and a white dragon. The dragon's owner, a woman, was once the wife of Kao, the most powerful of our steppes, who conquered Slave Bay with a three-headed dragon. “

"Slave Bay, it's far enough from here! I know there's a city in Slave Bay called Meereen. You just said that your wife of Kao has those terrible dragons?"

"The Unburner, Mother of Dragons, Carrie of the Prairie, and the liberator of slaves, Daenerys Targaryen, the princess of Dragonstone born of the storm. She is currently in Slaver's Bay, liberating Meereen, Yuankai, and Astapor. Daenerys's husband was once married to the most powerful Kao in our steppe: Drogo Kao. After Drogo Kao's death, his legions abandoned their Carissie, but it wasn't long before Carrisy hatched a dragon, and she now calls herself the Mother of Dragons. In Astapor, the Mother of Dragons has an army of eight thousand Unsullied. ”

"The story of a good legend is as incredible as the stranger. I know the Unsullied, I once went to the other side of the Narrow Sea and saw the Unsullied guards. They are like mercenaries, whoever gives money will do things for whomever they want. ”

The Dothraki laughed: "You don't know what the Unsullied are, they are not mercenaries, they are slave armies, slave warriors trained by the Astapo slave owners to buy and sell with a hundred people, whoever buys them is their master." They don't have any freedom, they're all slaves. If the master wants him to die, he will kill himself immediately, without the slightest hesitation. “

The self-cooked gambling stick was dumbfounded!

"I've heard that they were all eunuchs, and their status was judged by the number of spikes on their bronze helmets. ”

"Yes. They were castrated from an early age and then trained by slave owners. Only one out of every three people can survive all kinds of brutal training. The Innocent who have been trained successfully have lost their souls, their minds, and all their **, they only know absolute obedience to their masters, and they never know fear in the face of death and war. ”

"Why should they all be castrated from an early age, it's too cruel! What fun is there in a man who can't make love with a woman? Slave owners are so savage. The familiar gambling stick beckoned, and two women came up to them, poured wine and served them.

"A castrated man won't have so much trouble. Slaves are mainly only tools for killing, not any life with **. The Unsullied never rob or sharpen. They are disciplined and obey their masters in all their actions. ”

"They can't be strong if they want to!" the nagging gambler laughed, "Give them a woman, and they will be helpless." “

"Don't look down on them, they are true warriors, one of our Kao once led 50,000 elite soldiers to attack the city, but was stopped by 3,000 Unsullied Men. They were all infantry, and their weapons were spears and shields, bronze armor, and short swords. They killed thousands of Slavic cavalry, holding back cavalry charge after charge, until the corpses of cavalry and horses piled up in front of them as tall as half a man, and finally Kao had to withdraw his troops and admit the failure of the siege, and after that battle, they were worth even more. “

"Wow, the Seven Gods are above, such tough guys, they must be protected by the Seven Gods. ”

The Dothraki glanced contemptuously at the nasty guy around them: "Don't look at them as men anymore, but they have their own unique beliefs, they believe in a certain goddess, and they keep the real name of the goddess a secret, and no one outside knows what goddess they believe in." We call their goddesses "Lady of the Spear, Bride of War or Mother of the Unsullied".

The sky was bright, the familiar gambler walked out of the underground casino, turned into an alley, he walked quickly, in front, came a thin guy with a bad appearance, looking thief-eyed, with the temperament of a thief.

The self-cooked gambling stick hummed a small tune, and the two passed by, and a sharp sharp weapon stabbed into his body, causing the self-cooked gambling stick to tremble.

"Brother, you take all the money. Not much, two bronze stars. "I am Arabella, Thoreau's brother." ”

"My name is Pigou, and I am Thoreau's brother. The thief-eyed Pigu's dagger was drawn and stabbed in Arabella's body. The movements are coherent and fluid.

Arabella fell, her body convulsed, and blood spurted out of her mouth: "For...... Why ......?"

Pigu didn't answer, but bent down, the dagger in his hand slicing into Arabella's throat.

There is an order from above, Arabella must die!

The next day, the Hall of the Thrones. After the government council, the meeting of the imperial ministers was held.

Prime Minister Kaivon sat at the top, flanked by the Minister of War, Moshan, the Minister of Law, Metz, the Great Commander, the Commander-in-Chief of the Garrison, Ben Ronte, the Captain of the Kingsguard, Loras, the Minister of Finance, Littlefinger, the Minister of Intelligence, Bernie, and the Minister of the Sea, Wagner.

Just as the meeting was about to begin, the Kingsguard Osmond Kate Black walked in, went straight to the Prime Minister, and whispered something in front of the Prime Minister.

Prime Minister Kevon nodded slightly, his heart turned upside down, and the surface was silent, the body of his intelligence agent Arabella was found discarded in the garbage heap of the flea nest, and the son of the Lannister family branch, Kaivon, arranged for Tours Lannister, who was in charge of intelligence outside, to ask for a return, which was the eleventh intelligence backbone he developed to be killed.

Ever since Bernick Regan became Minister of Intelligence, the backbone of Kayvon's intelligence system has been killed, and it seems that it will not stop.

Kaivon looked at the Magic Mountain, and the Mountain was looking at him.

PS: Not today.