On the morning of the third day of the Jiaoling Incident, a team of 100 knights suddenly rushed out of the castle and rushed towards the nearest valley city in Jiaoling.

Leading the team is the blue road of Kakuling. Count Tully, but all the members of the Knights of the Silver Hand followed, and the group traveled lightly and arrived at their destination in a few days.

After a day in Vale, the party hit the road again, but with one more Count Revel than before.

This was followed by a continuous rush, and the whole team continued to visit one after another Riverlord families, the Peike family in Starsuo City, the Fosowe family in the fruit wine hall, the Rowan family in Golden Tree City, the Oakhut family in Ancient Oak City, and Florence in Brightwater City......

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"Young people nowadays, it's really amazing."

Standing on the city wall, watching the mighty procession of knights rushing towards the old town, a thin silver-haired old man raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

"My niece is married to his second brother, how can she have a different heart, alas, someone from the Tyrells family must have said bad things about us."

Saying this, the old man couldn't help but shudder, and there was a faint sense of awe in his heart.

It's just a preliminary contact with some people, and it's been seen before it happens...... What the hell did the young duke's eyes look like?

"Father, what are we going to do now?" Someone next to him asked, "Uncle followed them, there won't be an accident, right?" ”

"What surprises can there be? Our Florentine family is loyal to the Iron Throne. ”

The silver-haired old man waved his hand when he heard this.

"Give the order, arrest all the Targaryen traitors in the territory, and the group of robbers can no longer be indulged, they can't bring us benefits now, they will only cause trouble!"

As he spoke, he suddenly had an idea and asked again.

"By the way, I haven't heard that Duke Lanli is engaged to anyone, right?"

"No, father." His son shook his head beside him.

"That ......"

The silver-haired old man opened his mouth, but after thinking about the situation of several female juniors in the family, he sighed in disappointment.

"Talent is scarce."

……

It was still a hot summer in the year 294 of the Aegon calendar, but a cold wind suddenly rolled up in the river bend and surged rapidly, dispelling the heat and boredom of the climate everywhere.

The procession from Jiaoling made a long circle around the river, which took a long time, but it was also grand.

Each time the party arrives at a noble castle, they will be joined by a new member, the heir of the family, or the current head of the family, or the representative of the family.

And as they arrived intermittently in one territory after another in the riverbank, the collusion between the remnants of the Targaryen and the old disciples, and the events of the Horn Tomb gradually spread among the aristocratic circles, some were indignant about it, some were complicated about it, some were gloomy, some were helpless, and some quietly started to think crookedly.

But whatever they thought, when the procession arrived at their house, they could only make a welcoming gesture, not to mention the good food and drink, and to face the attitude of a young duke who accompanied them, either with a smile or a burning attitude.

His presence had ruined a lot of people, but as the covert conversations progressed, some of the frightened people did not hesitate to send men to join the team the next day, and were somewhat relieved.

At the same time, they will also immediately issue a wanted notice in the territory, directly marking the old disciples who have been active in the area for nearly ten years as traitors, and vowing to wipe them out.

On the one hand, a nascent regime that has already established itself, and on the other hand, the remnants of the royal family of the old era, who are adrift and ready to act against Westeros, but have not yet launched further plans, some lords have to make wise choices when they want their families to play chess at both ends, or simply rebel, but under the pressure of someone who is coerced by the general situation.

But there was more to his purpose than that.

After the whole team had circled around the riverbend, and when the main families of the riverbend had visited one after another, a letter written by Lan Li himself and stamped and signed by the other families was sent to the Red Keep of King's Landing.

The people of King's Landing were not unaware of the slightest sign at this time, or rather, they had been observing the whereabouts of the remnants of Targaryen beyond Westeros for some time.

According to the spies, several rulers of the free trade city-states seem to have been in contact with the remnants of the previous dynasties, including Braavos and Valantis, including Norfoss and Kohor.

Braavos and Valantis are among the two most powerful of the free trade city-states, and the other two are equally powerful, not to mention that there may be some things they don't know.

All this made His Majesty the King on the Iron Throne a little uneasy, and recently he had been visiting the Imperial Council Hall one after another, keeping an eye on it.

"I said I'd send assassins to clean up those two remnants, but you're going to stop me, Jon, what's going on now, you can tell you something?"

King Robert's annoyed questions echoed in the vast hall, and the silver-haired old man sitting in the prime minister's seat pursed his lips and looked gloomy.

"The assassination of a child is a stain on a king, and it will be detrimental to your honor, Your Majesty." Barristan on the side of the Captain of the Kingsguard. Selmy opened his mouth to say something, which caused King Robert to scold him.

"Fuck the honor, how many of us are going to die for this bullshit honor? Barristan, you say? How many lives is bullshit honor worth in your mouth? Those people might laugh at me for being a fool, and let them grow in power while still talking about some honor—the Seven Layers of Hell, I really shouldn't have believed you in the first place! ”

"Maybe it's not that bad, Your Majesty." The new Chancellor of the Exchequer, Mays. Duke Tyrell reassured, "We've only heard that the Targaryens have ties to the rulers of those city-states, but just because they're connected doesn't mean they're allied. ”

"That's right, Your Majesty."

The red-faced scholar Paisher said slowly at this time: "The nine free trade city-states have enmity with each other, for example, there is no possibility of cooperation between Braavos and Valantis, Your Majesty, Braavos is against slavery. Besides, Reese, Mill, and Telosi, who fought over that disputed land, all these years—"

He had not finished his sentence, for an attendant suddenly appeared from the back door of the Imperial Council Hall, and after receiving the signal, ran over and handed a letter to Scholar Paischer.

The old man with a snow-white beard spread out the letter and looked at it a few times, and the expression on his face couldn't help but become very strange.

"What's going on?"

King Robert asked with a cold snort, after nine years, he had developed from a sturdy young man to a middle-aged fat man with a round belly, but he was still very intimidating when he was angry.

Scholar Paisher didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly replied, "It's news from Riverlands, Your Majesty, about Duke Lanli, he-"

The old man said, glancing strangely at the brown-haired fat man sitting on the other side of the long table, and did not continue, but got up and handed the letter to King Robert.

The Duke of Mace, who was in charge, was a little strange about this.

He knew what that "adoptive brother" had done in Hewan recently, after all, that movement was a bit big, and as the feudal lord of Hewan, it was impossible for him not to understand.

Even he had mentioned this matter at the table of the Imperial Council not long ago, and His Majesty the King had sent ravens to inform the lords of the Seven Kingdoms to investigate the red-robed monks and those traitors.

But that's basically it, right, what else could change?

Then King Robert laughed at him and made his heart tremble, and his mood became a little apprehensive.

He didn't have an appetite, and then King Robert pushed the letter over, and Duke Metz, who had become a fat man over the years, hurriedly picked it up and looked at it carefully.

The expression on his face unconsciously became a little gloomy.

The letter is a simple letter in which the families of Riverbend testify that the former disciples are indeed traitors, and at the same time express their determination to wipe out the Targaryen spies in their territory.

In addition, the unified document also has the familiar seals printed on it, Hightower, Rowan, Tully, Fosowe, Okhet......

The Duke of Metz was a little angry when he saw the dense seals, but then after thinking about it, he suddenly figured out something, and decisively stood up and took off a signet ring from his hand and put it on the letter, so that there was an extra rose coat of arms on the long scroll letter.

He then returned the letter to the first King Robert with both hands, and proclaimed in a loud voice: "The Riverlands have sworn to wipe out all Targaryen spies, and rest assured, Your Majesty, that we will not spare a single one!" ”