Tianji City is the residence of the Fowler family, and they retain the title of guardian of the prince's pass. , alongside House Ellenwood, is the most powerful vassal below House Martell.

The Fowler family is the descendants of their ancestors, and is one of the most noble and powerful kings of Dorne in ancient times. The people of the Folle have built their own residence on the rocky slopes of the Prince's Pass. Before the Royna Warrior Queen Nymeria teamed up with Morse Martell to unify Dorne, they were one of the last remaining Six Kings of Dorne. During the reign of the king, the titles of the Fowler family were "King of Heaven and Stone", "Lord of Heaven and Castle", and "Lord of Broad Road".

When the Loynards united with the Martell family to unite Dorne, the Fowlers fought against them. The last of them, Garrison Fowler, the "King of Heaven and Stone", was defeated by them and banished to the Great Wall, where the Fowler family ended their reign. After that, the Fowlers allied with Martell and joined forces to bring down the most powerful Dorne monarchs at the time, the Ellenwood family, and the Fowlers have been at odds with Ellenwood ever since.

Chen Cheng rested in Tianji City for two days, wandering around like a Dorn. The Fowler family is the first rank of the princes below Martai, the Prince of Dorne, and is powerful, even higher than the Ulle family in Fort Hellgate. The news of the "despicable outlander" owing a great deal of blood in Fort Hellgate has spread in Dorne, and some people can be heard discussing it here in Heaven and City.

Someone described the white-skinned wizard vividly, "He is three meters tall and has a waist circumference of three meters........"

"Wait," Chen Cheng interrupted the man, "Three meters tall, and the waist circumference is also three meters, isn't that just a spherical or square shape?" ”

The man who was interrupted was very dissatisfied and reprimanded: "What do you know? That's why that stranger is called the devil! ”

"Even if it's the devil, I'm not afraid!" Chen Cheng patted the two scimitars on his waist and said loudly: "If that stranger dares to appear here, I, Triste, will definitely cut off his dog's head!" ”

"Trist? Who is this man? ”

"I've never heard of it!"

"Just a fool who wants to get ahead!"

There are no newspapers, no television, and all information is transmitted through books, paper, or word of mouth. In the process of passing, things quickly turned out to be unrecognizable. While eating melons, Chen Cheng and everyone expressed their amazement at the evil of "strangers", and from time to time he would interject two sentences, feeling so unhappy.

It's good to read a book quietly, but it's not necessarily fun to be in the middle of the market.

After eating melons and eating all-you-can-eat, Chen Cheng stood up from his chair and shouted with laughter: "Okay, I, Tryst, will go and fight the goblins for three hundred rounds first, and when the white-skinned devil comes, I will use my two scimitars to hack him to death!" ”

He reached out and touched his waist, and the expression on his face suddenly froze, as if he was being looked directly at by Medusa. Someone on the side jokingly said, "What's wrong?" Didn't you say you were going to visit the kiln? ”

Chen Cheng let out a louder voice, "Which bastard stole my wallet?" ”

Several nearby Dorns looked at each other, all smiling. This kind of stupid boy from the country is the best fat sheep, who does not steal from him?

Chen Cheng had already discovered that someone had taken his wallet, and the thief had already slipped away and was not at the scene at all. But acting has to be done in a full set, so his eyes widened and he looked over one by one angrily.

"What do you see? Want to fight, don't you? ”

"Come, come, search me, and if you find your wallet, leave it at your disposal. If you don't find ......"

In the end, Chen Cheng vented his anger, but he could only open it stupidly. Seeing that "Trist" left in embarrassment, there was a burst of laughter in the crowd, and the air was filled with a happy atmosphere. Soon after, the name "Twin Knife Triste" became known to some people, and it is said that the fool, after having his wallet stolen, followed a caravan out of the Prince's Pass and went to the High Court.

After "Trist" left, people talked about him for the first two days, and each time it drew a burst of ridicule. But gradually, people stopped talking about him. A month later, "Trist? Oh, it seems that there was such a person. ”

【Daenerys】

Even with the crown, I'm still a beggar, Dani thought to herself, I'm the brightest beggar in the world, but I'm a beggar after all. She hated this fact, and her brother must have felt the same way back then. Over the years, he fled from city to city under the pursuit of the usurper's killers, begging for help from governors, maharajas, and business magnates, and even flattering him for food. He must have known how they looked down on him, no wonder he became so irritable, so unapproachable, and finally driven insane. If I let it go, this will be the end. A part of her heart wanted nothing more than to bring her people back to Vis Tororo and rebuild the dead city. No, that's tantamount to failure. I have something that Viserys doesn't have. I have dragons. With Dragons, everything has changed.

She stroked Brother Lei. The green dragon pressed her mouth together and gently bit her hand. Outside the car, the huge city was noisy and boiling, and countless sounds converged into a deep sound, like a raging sea.

"Get out of the way! You milkmen make way for the Mother of Dragons!" Jogo shouted that the Quells had moved to both sides, just to avoid the oxen pulling the cart, not because of his shouting. Through the swaying curtains, Dany caught a glimpse of Jogo straddling a grey warhorse, occasionally whipping the cow with the silver-handled whip she had given him. Argo stood by the side of the car, while Lacarlo rode at the back of the line, keeping an eye on the crowd and guarding against danger.

Today, she left Sir Jorah in her lodgings to guard the rest of the dragons; The banished knights opposed this foolish plan from the very beginning. He didn't trust anyone, she thought, and it was not without reason.

Dani raised her goblet to drink, and Regor sniffed the wine, retracted his head, and hissed. "Your dragon nose is good." Zaro wiped his lips. "This wine is ordinary. It is said that on the opposite side of the Jade Sea, there is a golden wine that tastes so good that with just a sip, the other wines taste like vinegar. Let's go on my luxury yacht, just the two of us. ”

"The best wine in the world comes from Qingting Island," Dani declared. She remembered that Count Redwyn had fought the usurpers for his father, and was one of the few who remained loyal to the end. Will he fight for me too? Many years have passed, and nothing can be determined. "Come with me to Qingting Island, Zaro, and taste the most wonderful wines. But we have to go on a battleship, not a yacht. ”

"I don't have a battleship. War is bad for trade. I have told you many times that Zaro Zanwang Dassus is a pacifist. ”

Zaro Zanwang Dassos is a money worshipper, she thought, but his money can buy me the ships and warriors I need. "I didn't let you take the sword, I just wanted to borrow your boat."

He smiled. "Yes, I have a few merchant ships, but who can tell how many there will be tomorrow? Perhaps a ship is sinking in the summer sea storm right now. Tomorrow, the other ship may run into pirates and die at the bottom of the sea. The next day, one of my captains may covet the riches in the cabin and think, "It's all mine." These are all risks of doing business. You see, the longer we talk, the fewer boats I have. I'm getting poor all the time. ”

"Lend me the boat, and I promise you will take it back with interest."

"Marry me, bright light, raise the sails of my heart. I think of your beauty and can't sleep at night. ”

Dani smiled. Zaro's moving declaration of affection amuses her, but his words and actions are inconsistent. Sir Jorah could barely take his eyes off her bare side of her chest as he helped her into the car, but Zarrow didn't care about her body even in such a cramped space. She also found countless beautiful boys gathered around the great merchant, coming and going in his palace in thin silk. "You say it so beautifully, but I can see that your implication is another 'no'."

"The iron chair you spoke of sounded cold and hard, a monster, and the thought of those jagged spikes piercing your lovely skin made me feel unbearable." The jewel on Zaro's nose made him look like a strange bird of brilliance. He waved his slender and elegant fingers in denial.

"Make this your kingdom, the noblest queen, and make me your king. If you like it, I'll give you a throne of pure gold. If you are tired of Quells, we can travel around the Jade Sea, travel to Yidi, find the city of dreams in the poet's mouth, and sip the wine of wisdom from the heads of the dead. ”

"I'm going to sail to Westeros and sip the wine of vengeance from the head of a usurper." She scratched at the bags under his eyes, his emerald green wings spreading slightly, stirring the still air in the car.

A crystal tear slid down the face of Zaro Zanwang Dassus. "Nothing can change your fanaticism?"

"No," she said, wishing she had the firmness she sounded on. "If the Thirteen Giants lend me ten ships each—"

"You'll have a hundred and thirty ships, but no crew. Your justice means nothing to the Quells, so why should my sailors care about who will sit on the throne in some kingdom on the edge of the world?"

"I'll pay them to care."

"Where's the money? My lovely star in heaven?"

"With the money sent by the seekers."

"You can try," Zaro admitted, "but you need to buy a lot of care, and it comes at a great price." Besides, I've been so generous that the whole Quells laugh at me for being a loser, and you're going to need far more money than you're spending at the moment. ”

"If the Thirteen won't help me, maybe I should ask the Spice Guild or the Tourmaline Brotherhood?"

Zaro shrugged lazily. "They will give you nothing but compliments and lies. The Spice Guild is run by hypocrites and braggarts, and the Brotherhood is full of pirates. ”、

"It seems that I have to obey the Servant Ya Boli and go to the wizards for help."

The giant merchant sat up sharply. "Woo Ya Bo Li is a guy with blue lips! Blue lips only spit out lies, this saying is true, please trust the people who love you. Wizards are a difficult bunch of monsters who take their sustenance from dust and shadows. All they can give you is nothingness, because they have nothing. ”

"How could I have thought of seeking the help of a wizard if my friend Zaro Zanwang Dassos could meet my needs?"

"I've given you my home and my heart, don't you care? I gave you perfume and pomegranates, somersaulting monkeys and spitting snakes, idols of gods. Skulls and demonic feet, as well as scrolls from Lost Valyria. I also gave you this chariot made of ebony and gold, and a pair of matching bulls, one white as ivory and the other black as jade, with jewels on their horns. ”

"Yes," Dani said. "But what I want are ships and soldiers."

"Beauty, didn't I give you an army? A thousand knights, each dressed in shining armor. ”

The armor was made of gold and silver, and the knights were emeralds, emeralds, agate, tourmalines, amber, opals, and amethysts, each as tall as her little finger. "A thousand lovely horsemen," she said, "cannot make the enemy afraid." The bull can't carry me across the sea, so why did I—why stop?" The bull slowed down.

The car came to a screeching halt. "Carrihy," Argo shouted through the curtain. Dani leaned on one elbow and leaned her head out. They were on the edge of the bazaar, and the road ahead was blocked by a thick wall of people. "What are they looking at?"

Jogo rode back in front of her. "A fire mage, Kalixi."

"I want to see it too."

"No problem."

The Dothraki reached down for her to hold, then pulled her onto his horse and sat her in front of her so that her eyes could cross the crowd. I saw the fire mage summon a fire ladder out of thin air, and the orange-red fire ladder that kept swaying and circling stretched straight to the lattice-like ceiling at the top, but there was no support underneath.