As Warrent's journey to King's Landing gets shorter and shorter, Zhang Cheng finally welcomes a special guest on a special day.

He is none other than the teacher who once taught Zhang Cheng how to play intrigue and power games, "Littlefinger" Petyr Berish.

However, unlike the last time they met, the nouveau riche with the title of illustrious nobleman and the title of Harrenhal no longer had the wit, humor, and humor on his face now, but was replaced by undisguised weariness.

Obviously, the battle with the traditional nobles of the valley had drained almost all of his energy and effort.

Unfortunately, these efforts did not pay off.

Just controlling Eagle's Nest City has made him a little exhausted, and since the orphans of the Targaryen family regained the throne and eliminated the rebellious Lannisters, even those families who used to obey their orders have begun to keep their distance openly and secretly, for fear that they will also be labeled as rebellious if they are not careful.

In desperation, the most powerful careerist and conspirator in Westeros finally suppressed his unrealistic wishes, knelt down and chose to surrender, and offered everything he could.

As for the purpose, it is naturally to maintain the position that was hard-won, as well as the control of the Arryn family.

Looking at this short man who had already shown an old appearance, Zhang Cheng smiled slightly, picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass for the other party, and then greeted with a smile: "Long time no see, dear Bailixi, how are you doing lately?" I heard that Eagle's Nest City is a castle built on the top of a high mountain, there is a strong wind blowing all year round, it is easy to have arthritis, I hope there is nothing wrong with your waist and legs. ”

"Thank you for your concern, I feel fine, at least for the time being, there is no backache and leg pain. Littlefinger smiled as much as ever, and touched his chest with one hand.

"How have I heard that the cause of the death of Mrs. Lysa Tully is very strange, and it is rumored that she was pushed down from a great height by someone and fell to her death. Zhang Chengyi teased.

A noble lady who is still in the age of a tiger and a wolf will casually fall from a height?

Joke!

Not to mention the inseparable knights and bodyguards, even the valet would never make such a mistake, otherwise they would be a terrible punishment.

Not to mention the strong skepticism of the traditional nobles of the Vale, nor the nobles of the rest of the Seven Kingdoms would believe this statement.

"No, you must have believed some rumors that Lyza Tully had fallen to her death from a great height. You should know that since the inexplicable death of Duke Jon in the position of Prime Minister, she has become extremely neurotic, and when she is extremely unreasonable, it is not worth making a fuss about doing something out of the ordinary. Petyr Berish carefully defended himself.

Because he understands that this matter is impossible to hide from the young man in front of him who has got rid of Varys, and the next negotiation will decide whether he will become a sinner and lose everything, or continue to maintain a decent aristocratic status and become a pawn in the hands of the other party.

As ridiculous as it sounds!

He once regarded himself as tall and thought that only Varys and he were the real chess players in the entire Seven Kingdoms, but now he has been reduced to being a pawn for others, and the decision is not in his own hands.

But the cruelest and most interesting part of fate often lies in this transition from a high to a low point.

"Oh, is it......" Zhang Cheng stared into the other's eyes with a smile before suddenly changing the subject after a full minute. "So tell me, what is the important thing that you came to me today?"

"I hope you will persuade the Queen to support me in establishing myself in the Vale and replacing the Arryn family little by little. As you can see, Luce Bolton is an ambitious man who will not be willing to stay in the barren North forever, and I can help Her Majesty balance the North, even to the point of exhaustion. "Baelish unhurriedly prescribes his own conditions.

He returned to King's Landing alone out of necessity.

Not long ago, he had received news that the traditional nobles of the Vale had banded together to form an alliance to launch an assault on the Eagle's Nest and eliminate him, a vain retainer who was trying to manipulate the Duke of Arryn.

You must know that although the Eagle's Nest City is notoriously easy to defend and difficult to attack, even the strongest fortress needs soldiers to defend it, and the soldiers need to eat, drink, and Lazar.

God knows if the other side adopts the tactics of a long siege, those knights and soldiers who have been bribed will start a rebellion and hand him over as the culprit in exchange for the enemy's forgiveness and pardon.

Military!

It will always be Petyr Berish's biggest weakness!

He didn't even command an army to win a war!

No nobleman or army would be willing to sacrifice loyalty, blood and life to such a person, let alone die willingly for the ambition of the other.

"Counterbalancing the North, do you mean using that stupid and poor Miss Sansa Stark?" Zhang Cheng asked with a sneer.

If I remember correctly, the girl who had inherited her mother's beautiful face and figure seemed to follow Littlefinger to the valley, and I don't know if she had changed from a girl to a young woman.

As a man with a deep understanding of desire, he never underestimated the possessiveness of any ambitious man, especially since he had courted Sansa's mother.

Baerichy grinned, not ashamed but proudly responded: "Of course, just imagine, if Sansa marries the Arryn family, then those nobles who have no choice but to submit to Bolton will have some thoughts and thoughts that they should not have? After all, the surname Stark has penetrated into the hearts of everyone in the North, and as long as there is one Stark who does not die, Bolton will not be able to sit in the position of lord. ”

"Hahahaha! I have to admit that your shamelessness is beyond my imagination. If nothing else, it won't be long before Sansa and Duke Arryn marry you, leaving a child half of your blood. Then the poor little duke will either fall from a great height and die, or suddenly fall ill and die, and eventually the heir with your blood will become the new Duke of Arryn, as well as the bloodline and inheritance of the Stark family. Perfect calculation, and even got a substitute for the first love when I was young. Zhang Cheng laughed heartily while mercilessly debunking Littlefinger's trick.

It's a shame that he was able to cuckold a boy in his early teens who had no sexual ability because of a long-term illness.

What's more, Sansa Stark is no longer the pretty doll at the mercy of King's Landing, but a wolf cub who disguises herself as a harmless sheep and can launch a surprise attack at any moment......