When Bran found Arya, she had just come out of the room. The young lady was going to sneak to the city gate to see the legendary little devil up close. Little girl, always interested in some strange things. What a pen fairy, what tarot cards, voodoo dolls, pierce villains, little devils, Arya is also a little girl, calculated to be just 11 years old, equivalent to a little girl in the sixth grade of elementary school, of course, it will not be an exception.

In order not to be discovered, he also stole a helmet and buckled it on his head, of course Bran can't say that you don't go, the little devil is not in the convoy. So if Arya asks where it is, how will Bran answer? Was he going to tell Arya that the little devil was in the brothel? He didn't want to die like that.

If you really lead Arya to the brothel to see the little devil, not to mention that the little devil was peeped into the psychological shadow area of the prostitute by two children. But he would really have his leg broken by the enraged Duke Stark, and there is no German orthopedic in this world to give Blanch a leg. If he took his sister to see the little devil, the younger brother of the twins, he was doing spicy eye things in a brothel, and his own father broke his leg, it would be too wrong.

Bran and Arya went out together, came to the city gate, climbed onto one or two abandoned carriages at the city gate, Bran leaned against the wall of the carriage, lazily waited for the arrival of the king's caravan, and handed Arya the cloth bag that he had been holding in his hand.

"What is this?"

Arya asked, taking the cloth bag.

"Popcorn."

How can you watch a big show and don't prepare to order popcorn, by the way, there is corn in this world, corn is native to South America, and the navigation technology in this world is so developed, how can it not be. It's just that the aristocracy doesn't eat much, and it's hard to imagine what a lady like Sansa would be like with a cooked corn cob to gnaw on.

Of course, this kind of thing is very easy to solve in Bran's hands, he first asked Addo to knead the corn into corn kernels with his hands, not the kind of tender corn, but the kind of dry and hard corn after ripening, Addo is simply a humanoid terminator, and his hands can be compared to a corn thresher. Then he asked the blacksmith in the city to make a popcorn stove and made the first popcorn, and this new delicacy became popular in Winterfell, and his mother, Mrs. Stark, even asked him to order 10 popcorn stoves to add a little snack to the king's dinner today.

Arya opened the bag, and sweet white and brown popcorn appeared in front of her.

"I don't understand why your popcorn is so delicious."

Arya muttered as she happily picked up the yellow popcorn and put it in her mouth.

Bran laughed and said nothing, in fact, there are two kinds of popcorn, which has always been the explosive version of the black iron stove, commonly known as popcorn, and one is the cinema version of the electric oven with sugar and butter. The former is simpler but has a harder taste. The latter must be sweetened with butter and are more expensive, but tastier and sweeter. Bran made both, and although there are no electric ovens now, this is the Middle Ages, and the oven for baking bread is available in every castle.

It's nothing more than adding a small pot with a loose-leaf lid, and adding corn kernel butter and sugar to it, but the heat is not easy to grasp and is easy to burn. And sugar is very expensive, so people here naturally don't want to add more, of course, it won't be delicious. And Bran has a system, the popcorn system of exchange, what imported butter, what special white sugar, the system has always been the best to use, it is strange that it is not delicious.

Bran and Arya reclined in the carriage, waiting for the athletes, oh no, it was the king, and at the head were two knights with a yellow stag flag, and the horses under them, one black and one white, slowly approached us, followed by the knights of the family of King Baratheon. They are majestic and imposing.

They were followed by the Lannister team, accompanied by majestic entrance music, holding high the red background gold lion flag, and then, walking towards us were the chief of the imperial guard, the monarch killer Jaime Lannister, and his son, the master, the blonde and handsome Prince Joffrey, and the prince's bodyguard, the hound Sanzawa Cregan, whose helmet was very beautiful, made in the shape of a dog's head, representing his family crest.

Haha, forgive Bran for using the description of the athletes' entrance ceremony, the original play is accompanied by music, and it does have a strong sports meeting style, but there is no commentator.

Behind them was a long line of guards, and the square coffin carriage, which was supposed to be the queen and her youngest son Tomman and her youngest daughter Messiah. It is also one of the goals of the little wolf Bran. Bran took a look and was disappointed to see that the windows were not open.

"Let's go, Arya, I guess my mother is looking for someone. There was nothing left to see, and behind the carriage was King Robert. Let's take a shortcut and rush back now. ”

Bran got up.

"Okay."

Although the little devil was not seen, the honor guard phalanx of this king's convoy was also very beautiful. Arya obediently went away with Bran. Although Bran, who has a little knowledge, thinks that this kind of knight squad in shining armor is flashy. But Arya thinks it is really good-looking, in line with all the fantasies of a young girl for knights, gorgeous, elegant.

And the cavalry of Winterfell, well, Bran wanted to cover his face when he saw that picture, all the rough men in the north, all kinds of hairstyles, and a few helmets, well, no, because it affects the line of sight, not to mention, if it is cold in winter and the face is frozen together, it will be troublesome, most of them wear a fur hat, and the armor does not have a unified style, leather armor and cloth armor are available, so it naturally seems relatively low, but if in terms of actual combat effectiveness, the cavalry in the north is definitely more powerful, which Bran will certainly not explain to Arya.

Any era is an era of looking at the face, an era of looking at the surface. Otherwise, what do you think the purpose of a majestic military parade is for? But there are still strange things, and the military parade of the third brother is about to become a juggler.

Bran gave the rest of the popcorn to the children nearby, gave Arya's helmet to one of the children, and asked him to help deliver it to Arya's room, while he took Arya's hand and ran back quickly.

When they arrived at the place, Arya and Bran consciously ran to the left side of Shansha and stood still, and after waiting for a while, the vanguard that Arya and Bran saw just now arrived, Bran secretly looked at Shansha, and sure enough, just like in the original book, she looked at Prince Joffrey with a frown in her eyes. Alas, this little girl thinks about spring, but I don't know why her eyes are so blind. Blonde men are scumbags, men, you still need black hair to look reliable.

If Shansha knew what Joffrey had done to her later, would she still be a nymphomaniac with him? Bran thought for a moment and nodded affirmatively, this stupid sister is not married yet, so she can help Xiao Qiao perjury against her sister. In the end, he killed his little wolf "lady" by himself. I didn't see how much she hated Joffrey and the queen, and Bran felt that if Joffrey was willing to spend some patience and coax Shansha to make her queen, he would give her enough benefits. She reckons that even her brother can kill for Joffrey.

Why can't you kill your father? That's because Shansha didn't dare, but betrayal can definitely be betrayed, and the sisters were like Bran's aunt who hadn't met, so that Littlefinger coaxed her husband to death. It's a pity that Joffrey in the original book was too tyrannical and stupid, and he didn't have scheming, otherwise Shansha would have been blackened a long time ago.

Why does Bran think that even if Shansha could predict what Joffrey was doing, she would still be a nymphomaniac? Because, she believes in love, she probably believes that her love can move Joffrey, and she believes that Joffrey will fall in love with herself. Women, always so naïve, not to mention a disease called Stockholm syndrome. Never underestimate a woman's tolerance line, just like you never know what positions your girlfriend can unlock.

In many bloody plots, even if the male protagonist kills the female protagonist's father, the female protagonist will still fall in love with the male protagonist, if in the original episode, after Joffrey killed Duke Stark, he was sometimes gentle, sometimes tyrannical, and sometimes domineering to Shansha, and finally it was not impossible for Shansha to love and hate Joffrey, and finally when Joffrey betrayed his relatives, Shansha killed her brother. And call yourself a ....... like Shannu, well, you can't think about it anymore, and then the plot should be drag racing.

By the time Bran came to his senses, King Robert and the rest of the army had already appeared in front of everyone, and Duke Stark led the people of Winterfell to their knees and humbly bowed their heads in obedience.

The king immediately stood still, and the servant brought him a stool. The king turned over and dismounted, and walked up to his friend Duke Stark, although he was middle-aged, his body had long since been blessed, and he was no longer the appearance of the buck god of war, but he was still a strong and powerful fat man. Robert raised his hand and motioned for Ned to get up, staring at Ned carefully for a moment. Said expressionlessly.

"You've gotten fat."

Ned was stunned, but he didn't answer, he still had to save some face for the king.

He glanced up and down at Robert with his eyes, which of us is fatter, don't you have a point in your heart?

"Hahaha." Robert sensed the meaning of Ned's eyes, laughed, and punched Ned.

"It's been nine years, and I haven't seen you in nine years. Where have you been all these years? ”

"I'm guarding the north for you. My Highness, Winterfell hears from you. ”