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Winterfell, evening, sunset. The King's Dinner officially began, and Bran had no interest in it, with messy music, chunks of roast meat, endless beer, and a chubby cook. Bran felt that if he stayed a little longer, his eyes would be spicy. It's not the kind of high-end buffet or cocktail party in the West at all, it's just like a beer festival held in a small city, or an adult version. Hey, hey, that fat king over there, you're too heavy-mouthed, aren't you? You also have such a fat cook? Are you playing with facial cleanser?

Bran really couldn't stand it anymore, so he pulled Arya, who was looking for the little demon Tyrion, and ran out secretly, anyway, he and Arya, two little children, no one would notice their absence.

"Hey, where are we going?"

Arya asked.

"You'll find out if you follow."

It didn't take long for Bran to find Jon, who was practicing swords at the woodcutters in the martial arts arena, well, he had come to bring Jon warmth.

"Hey, Brother Jon, why are you still practicing swords?"

Bran asked aloud. It's as if he just found him.

As in the original book, Snow did not attend the dinner, and told Uncle Bunyan that Mrs. Stark felt it would be an insult to the royal family to let an illegitimate child appear at the banquet.

This made Jon very angry, and if he was a gloomy person, he might have to hold back something bad to get revenge now. Bran bets that if it were another Snow (referring to Little Skin, the bastard son of the Bolton family, the one who cut off Theon Tintin), he would definitely be planning some conspiracy to ascend to the throne, but his Jon brother was only practicing swords in the martial arts arena to vent his anger,

Like a child's temper, Bran lamented, forgetting that he was a child too.

Bran had wondered before that his mother, Mrs. Stark, for all her stupid deeds and low intelligence, did not resemble the vicious stepmother of fairy tales, and Jon was no threat to her, so she would not go so far as to humiliate an illegitimate child. In this life, Bran secretly observed with ravens and found out that it was his father's intention not to let Jon attend the dinner, which made Bran can't help but know the truth.

Maybe his father didn't want the king to see Jon, maybe Jon looked too much like his own father, and although he didn't have long silver-white hair, it would be a trouble for the king, who hated Targaryen, to find out that Jon looked like Rhaegar. It was inevitable to greet the king, and if Jon was not present, it would make others suspicious, and in a close and private occasion like a dinner party, Bran estimated that his father would try to avoid Jon if he could.

"How did you get out?"

Despite his many grievances with Mrs. Stark, Snow was kind to his younger siblings and did not vent his anger on the siblings.

"Arya wants to see the legendary Lord Tyrion, I heard Will say that he is still fooling around in the brothel, so he ran out and waited here, hey, you shouldn't have eaten yet, this is for you, I was going to be hungry for a while."

As he spoke, Bran handed Jon a golden roasted rabbit from his bosom. This was stolen by Bran from the kitchen, and the noisy environment kept Bran from eating much, as for what Bran ate after giving it to Snow. Hey, Bran said, how could he just steal one?

Jon took it, his heart was touched, at this time this younger brother and sister were still thinking about him, so that he had a sense of happiness of being cared for, he bit the rabbit leg fiercely, his mouth was full of oil, "It's delicious, this is the best rabbit I've ever eaten in my life." ”

Bran squinted his eyes and glanced at his cousin in the actual sense, hey, hey, hey, without the sweet voice of my Zhao Xiaohua, don't pretend to be Baguio for me, okay? I'm not Zhang Xiaofan's words.

"Haha, it's so fragrant, has the dinner party started?" Not far away, a lean middle-aged man turned over and dismounted.

"Uncle Bunyan." Arya skewered out like a bolt of lightning and wrapped her arms around the man's waist.

Bran and Jon stepped forward and gave the middle-aged man a warm hug

"I've been riding for a day, and I don't want you to face the Lannisters alone, huh? Why didn't you go to the banquet? ”

Jon Snow was stunned when he heard this, if it was just him and his uncle, he could naturally say the words that complained about Mrs. Stark in his heart like a child, but now in front of the two younger siblings, how could he be embarrassed to say the words of complaining about their mother, not to mention that Bran had just brought him something to eat.

Although Banyan Stark is an upright Stark, his years of experience have also made him see some clues, not to mention that it is not the first time, he patted Jon Snow on the shoulder. Encourage him.

"Don't be discouraged, there will always be a place for you in our Night's Watch, and there is no distinction between high and low."

"Then take me away when you leave, and if you ask, my father will agree."

Ban Yang shook his head, "Don't worry, the Great Wall is there, you think about it carefully first, you don't understand what you will lose at all?" "At least leave a son and a half daughter or something.

"I don't care." Jon Snow said excitedly

"You'll care, until you really do."

Ban Yang looked at this brother's illegitimate son, as if he saw himself many years ago, enthusiastic and eager for honor. But how many years have passed, and there are only a few Rangers left with the same training as themselves, they have no families, no offspring, many died outside the Great Wall, and there is not even a decent funeral, alas, if it wasn't for that back then. He's not going to join the Night's Watch.

"It's time for me to go inside, to help your father entertain the guests, he doesn't have me to drink." The hard life of the night watchman made Bunyan quite drunk, and he was really hungry after a day's journey.

Ban Yang looked at Jon seriously, "We'll talk about this later, you can think about it carefully." ”

Alas, it really can't be done, so pay for him to open the meat, and after the lad has tasted it, he will not want to go to the night watch.

"So your uncle is a night watchman." A voice rang out from the shadows of the city gates.

"Little evil ......." Arya, who was about to blurt out the word "little devil", suddenly felt that it was not polite to call someone else's name in person, and quickly stopped.

"It's okay, little girl, say it, isn't it a little devil?" The voice of the visitor was full of ridicule and indifference, full of kindness.

Coming out of the shadows is none other than Arya's obsessed little demon, Tyrion Lannister.

Jon took his siblings behind him.

"What are you doing here?"

"Me? Be prepared to eat and drink with your family. It has to be said that Tyrion's teasing aristocratic tone is harmonious in itself, but it once again pokes Jon's pain point, and Bran feels that he needs to ease the atmosphere.

"We've been expecting you for a long time, Lord Tyrion." Bran stepped forward with a noble salute. In the original book, he falls from the tower, and Joffrey gloates and sneers on the side.

It was he, who gave Joffrey two slaps, and it was he who told Joffrey to do the courtesy of a nobleman, to show comfort and sympathy. Bran felt that it was necessary for him to give such a noble aristocratic courtesy and respect.

Tyrion replied with some surprise, he didn't expect to be very popular in Winterfell, and the Starks had always looked down on the Lannisters. He also didn't have the same high position as the other Lannisters. I didn't expect the little adults of Winterfell to be so polite to him.

"You're that Tyrion Lannister, the Queen's brother." Jon suddenly realized.

"Well, that's my greatest achievement." Tyrion didn't move, and replied casually.

"What about you? Is it the illegitimate son of the Starks? ”

The nobles knew each other to a certain extent, and Tyrion knew that the girl who was going to call him a little demon was Arya Stark, the second daughter of Winterfell, and it was Brandon Stark, the second son of Winterfell, who had just saluted him.

But there is no information about the curly-haired young man in front of him in the materials of the major nobles, and combined with what he has just heard, this young man can only be an illegitimate child.

Jon didn't answer, pulling Bran and Arya up with a dark face, and turned to walk away.

"Oh, did I offend you? I'm sorry. But you are indeed an illegitimate child, right? ”

"Yes, that's right, Master Stark is my father." Jon took a deep breath and turned to reply.

"But Mrs. Stark isn't your mother, so .....," Tyrion spread his hands. You became an illegitimate child. ”

"Give you some advice, bastard, and never forget who you are, because others will always remember it. Put the identity of an illegitimate child on yourself as armor to arm yourself, so that it will never hurt you. ”

"And how do you know what it's like to be an illegitimate child?" Jon yelled unconvinced.

"Believe me, all dwarfs are no different from illegitimate children in the eyes of their fathers." Tyrion took a casual sip of the spirits in his pouch and turned away in a lonely voice.

Bran watched all this and didn't interject, he knew that although Jon was not as angry as in the original book because of the arrival of himself and Arya, he still had a knot in his heart, and it was not a bad thing to let the wise Tyrion enlighten him.

And these enlightening words can't come from his mouth, he is just a child, not a life coach, and the person who does such a thing is either his father or his mother, and he really can't say anything.

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The next morning, Bran woke up in the soft bed, eating crispy bacon omelette and milk, listening to Arya, who had broken into his bedroom early in the morning, talk about the previous night.

After he had shared the roast rabbit with Jon Arya last night, he went back to his room, for he had business to do in the evening, and Arya, who liked to be lively, went back to the lively feast.

"You know what? Sansa wore her own precious dress, which she had sewn herself, and went to greet the queen, but the queen asked her if she had menarche, and you should look at the eldest sister's face, which was as red as a monkey raised by Master Lewyn. ”

Arya gloated and said that she likes to watch her eldest sister make a fool of herself, from childhood to adulthood, the eldest sister has been arrogant like a white swan, and now she is finally pressed down by another swan that is more gorgeous than her.

"She's so miserable, and you still throw her with mashed potatoes?" Bran squinted at Arya as she ate.

"Uh, how do you know?"

Of course, Bran wouldn't tell her that he saw it with a raven, and that Bran hadn't lost a single piece of yesterday's big play.

"I'm joking with her, too." Arya said embarrassedly.

"I know, you can't get used to her nympho flirting with that bullshit prince."

Bran touched Arya's head and said, "But if our parents agree, she will be the wife of the prince and the queen of the future." You should save some face for her in front of outsiders. She's a member of the family, and so are you, you know? ”

Bran felt that he always despised Sansa for bringing Arya crookedly, which was not a good sign, although he despised it, but he was also a member of the logging fatigue and could not be discordant in front of outsiders. Can't let outsiders find an opportunity to plot against their own family members to deal with themselves, in the original book, it was Arya and Sansa who were at odds, so that the queen seized the opportunity to make Sansa perjury. No matter how discordant the family is, it must be consistent in the face of unanimity with the outside world.

"Okay, I see." Arya was a little frustrated by the training, but she also realized her mistake and was not unconvinced, and honestly admitted her mistake.

"That's a good boy, come, give you a chocolate wafer." Bran casually used a piece of Russian wafer to coax the little sister-in-law who was still depressed just now. For this kind of thing, Bran is simply not too skilled.