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With the melodious sound of bells throughout the city, King's Landing, battered by the flames of war, finally ushered in the long-awaited victory.

As the ostensible king, Joffrey convened a council in the hall of the Iron Throne, intending to express his gratitude to the "heroes".

Of course, as for the content, Tywin Lannister had already written it out and handed it to his daughter Cersei, who then conveyed it to her son in a cryptic way.

The only thing left for Joffrey to do was to divide the benefits of the winner of the power game according to the list.

I have to say that it is really sad for a king to do this, and even the command of the remaining city defense army is not in his own hands, but in the hands of the Lannisters.

However, he himself did not seem to have a problem with this, and still said to old Tywin with a smug smile on his face, "My grandfather, the shield of Lanniport and the guardian of the West, Duke of Castle Rock, thank you for destroying the rebels at a critical moment. In the name of the King, I appoint you Prime Minister and confer upon you the honour of Savior of King's Landing. ”

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty. Tywin, who was on his horse, bowed slightly.

"And you, dear Sir Mason, you showed remarkable courage and wisdom in last night's battle, and even stopped the rebel cavalry for a time. I now formally deprive the Florentine family of all titles, fiefs, and incomes from the rebellion, and transfer them to you, in the hope that you will continue to be loyal to the king in the future. ”

As he said this, there was a clear hint of flattery in Joffrey's tone.

Because he knows very well that the power of the person standing in front of him has nothing to do with power, so he is not bound by any power.

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty the King. Zhang Cheng also bent down and bowed.

Although in his eyes, Joffrey is basically like a piece of shit, as long as this shit can bring enough benefits, he doesn't mind cooperating with the other party to show his acting skills.

"Wait, Your Majesty!"

Just as Joffrey was about to announce the next Hero's reward, Loras Tyrell suddenly stopped him.

"Hmm, Sir Loras, do you have any objections?" a hint of displeasure flashed across Joffrey's face.

Loras Tyrell hurriedly shook his head: "No, Your Majesty, I just think that this is far from enough to recognize Sir Mason's merits, and should be added to all the land at the source of the Mead. After all, the Florentine family and his vassals have all betrayed you and the kingdom, and they should be deprived of their lands and possessions as a reward for their heroes. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty! The Florentine family has always held themselves in high esteem, often disobeying the kingdom's leaders, both openly and covertly, and I even heard that they recently abandoned the Seven Gods in favor of Rahlo, the Lord of Light. If this kind of blatant betrayal is not punished severely, it will soon be followed by more ambitious people. Garland Tyrell chimed in.

You don't need to ask to know that the purpose of the two brothers singing and harmonizing is to take this opportunity to uproot the Florentine family and its affiliated forces that have always been against them.

You must know that the feud between the two families has long been not a day or two, but has lasted for hundreds of years, and it has long become irreconcilable.

Now that one side has been swept into the camp of the losers, the other side will naturally fall into the trap and completely expel it from the riverbend area, and by the way, consolidate its own leadership position.

Out of the corner of his eye, Tywin Lannister glanced at the real ruler of the High Court, Olenna Redwin, known as the "Queen of Thorns", trying to tell from the other party's expression whether this vicious method was improvised or premeditated.

However, it is a pity that the thin and old Olenna Redwin is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and apart from smiling, there is no inner fluctuation at all.

"But...... Wouldn't that provoke desperate resistance from the local lords?" asked Joffrey, somewhat uncertainly.

He may have a huge flaw in his character, but it doesn't mean that he is a fool who doesn't understand anything, and understands the serious consequences of depriving a large number of nobles of their territories.

"Please don't worry, Your Majesty. As the supreme ruler of the Riverbend, the Tyrells will be responsible for rooting out anyone who dares to start a rebellion. Loras swore and gave assurances.

Joffrey hesitated for a few seconds, but finally nodded slightly: "Okay, then deprive the Florentine family of all the land that they are extremely vassals and reward Sir Mason." Sir Mason, you don't have a problem with that, do you?"

"Oh, no, of course not. As for a possible rebellion, there is no need to trouble Duke Mason, it is enough for me myself. After saying that, Zhang Cheng slightly raised the flint staff in his hand, and the meaning of his words was self-evident.

"Don't be polite, when you and Ai Luo get married, I will be a family. If you don't need an army, we can also provide some other things, such as food supplies and armor and weapons. Loras Tyrell said with a smile on her face.

"In that case, then I would be disrespectful. Zhang Cheng generously accepted the other party's wooing.

Anyway, the Tyrells have ruled the Riverbend for hundreds of years, and have accumulated countless wealth, which will belong to him sooner or later, and there is no difference between taking over earlier and taking over later.

Seeing that Zhang Cheng did not refuse him again, Loras Tyrell looked very happy, turned around and bowed to Joffrey: "Dear Your Majesty, I have a reluctant request. ”

"Oh, please, you and your family have defeated the rebels, and I can grant whatever you ask. Joffrey replied pretending to be generous.

"My sister Margaery Tyrell admires you so much that I wonder if you would like to marry her?" said Loras, raising her right arm and pulling her young and beautiful sister out of the crowd.

There is no doubt that Margaery Tyrell, who is only sixteen years old, is a beauty who does not compromise.

She has soft and fluffy brown curls and beautiful eyes, and a bumpy figure, not only has a girlish youthful energy, but also has an extra seduction, plus she has been taught by her grandmother Olena Redwin for a long time, and is very good at winning people's hearts.

Zhang Cheng stood in the crowd, silently admiring this scheming girl, a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes, and then quietly came to the side of "Little Finger", and said in a low voice: "Dear Lord Petyr, I wonder if you are satisfied with the gift I gave?"

"Gift?" said Berry frowned subconsciously.

"Ahh But that's okay, you'll see what I mean soon enough. Zhang Chengyi hinted with deep taste.