"Unlike Queen Visenia, Queen Rhaenys, another wife of Aegon the Conqueror, is a bit more active and prefers to fly on dragons."

……

In the quiet room, the old bachelor's voice was unhurried, while the three boys sitting next to each other at the small table listened intently.

"Queen Rhaenys loves the arts, music and poetry, and she has a good heart, and she and her husband proposed that the Iron Islands should abolish the custom of plundering women as salt concubines, and she also made the Six Principles that we have used to this day, and she—"

"What is the Six-Down Principle?"

The fat man lying on the small table raised his hand and interrupted the old man's words.

The little fat man of the Ismond family is very fond of studying, but because of the fight with Dondelion yesterday, he was punished for having to come to the old bachelor's history class on time for the next half a month.

However, this fat dun obviously does not sit here honestly and listen carefully, and even whenever a topic worth asking comes out of the bachelor's mouth, he has to ask loudly, as if he really doesn't understand.

Normal people will definitely get more and more annoyed. Fat Dun's little abacus in his heart snapped, but unfortunately the old bachelor didn't play tricks on this, and he even used the other party's questions to teach indirectly.

"Lan Li, do you know the answer to this question?" The old man turned to look at the black-haired boy.

"The six-stroke rule is a legal clause that Queen Rhaenys stipulates that if a wife betrays her husband and commits adultery with another person, she can only be whipped no more than six times, and the use of a wooden rod no longer than the thickness of her thumb is used."

Lan Li on the side replied, and without waiting for the other party to ask again, he asked and answered himself: "Why six, not seven or eight or nine?" This is because of the seven gods we believe in......"

……

At this time, Lan Li looked as serious as the thin man next to him, Don Delien, and spoke slowly and logically, but most of his mind was not on this issue, but thinking about yesterday's incident as if he were nothing.

Ever since he left the "Historical Copy", the existing dentures have turned into a pile of powder, which Lan Li regrets, because he still hasn't figured out what the dentures are.

It wasn't until yesterday's cremation that he seemed to know a hint of it.

However, this is also something that cannot be truly determined.

Lan Li wasn't sure that the three dentures were the ones that Rigoletto had lost, and he had no way of knowing why they were teeth and nothing else, and he didn't know if he would find them again in the future.

If that tooth is really Rigoletto's, then why is his tooth so special?

If not, what exactly is the origin of dentures?

What is the connection with the "golden finger" on his body?

Many questions plagued Lan Li, so that he couldn't concentrate on listening to the lecture, but because of the fat dun on the side to attract attention, the old man didn't notice his abnormality today, and didn't say a word to him until the end of the class.

"It's almost your fifth name day, Lan Li, maybe we should think about what to give you."

"Thank you, Master Clisson, but I think it's fine to do everything but pickled fish."

The brunette shrugged, then slid off the stool and walked out of the room.

The bachelor's room is close to the top of the tower, but the child's body hides a huge vitality.

He went back to his room to get something, then hurried downward, finally panting evenly when he reached the first-floor hall at the bottom of the tower.

Behind them, there were shouts and running sounds from the other two boys diagonally above the tunnel of the building, they thought that Lan Li was going to go out to play, but when they arrived here, they saw the other party running to a shelf table in the corner of the hall and sitting down, facing a strange brown-haired middle-aged man.

Fat Dun, who was hiding at the top of the stairs, looked at the man curiously, and then turned to look at his companion behind him.

"I remember his name was Davos?"

"Onion Davers, pickled fish Davers." Skinny Bamboo Berry nodded like a little adult: "He's a smuggler, but he sent food, so we have to be grateful to him." ”

"I don't like pickled fish."

Fat Dun subconsciously wrinkled his nose when he heard this, but then he muttered in confusion.

"What is Lan Li looking for him to do?"

……

The smuggler they called Davos was also curious about the subject, so when a servant informed him yesterday that Young Master Lan Li of Storm's Rest wanted to see him, he agreed and came as promised.

It's just that what the other party said made him full of confusion.

"You're saying you have a way to get food, but you need my help?" Looking at the little kid sitting across from him trying to straighten his back, Davos repeated hesitantly.

"Yes, Sir Davos." Lan Li nodded earnestly.

At this time, he was wearing a white satin shirt with gold trim on the cuffs, and a sleeveless calfskin tight short, and sat opposite the smuggler, and the buck with a gold crown embroidered on his chest looked unusually conspicuous.

"I'm not a sir, Lord Lanli."

"Then I'm not an adult." As he spoke, the boy spread out his palms and gestured to his little hands.

"You're destined to be an adult, kid."

Davos was amused by his movements, and his mood relaxed a lot. And the other party's next paragraph made him a little ridiculous.

"If you do it for me, I'm sure you'll be destined to be a knight too."

The boy looked serious, but his immature appearance could hardly make Davos serious, so he just smiled and asked, "Okay boy, what do you want me to do?" Hunting crows in the Sacred Forest? ”

Lately there have been proposals in the castle to try to find food in the old woods, and in fact some of the city's servants and soldiers have already gone to peel the bark and eat them, and the wild birds that exist there have naturally become the coveted targets of these hungry people.

"I want you to leave Storm's End from Cavern Harbor with your fishing tools and your boat, and then find a place where schools of fish live, and sprinkle a handful of special powder into the sea." Lan Li said, "Then you will know what to do."

Storm's End, with a crevice in the base of the towering rock, was a private harbor built by the ancient Storm Kings, where smugglers had arrived before.

But the water was not deep, and it was so rocky that no boat could get in unless it was at high tide, and Lan Li didn't expect many fish there—or he wouldn't have to look for the man in front of him.

Unfortunately, despite his careful listening, Davos still thinks that what is happening in front of him is just a farce, or a child's whimsical and unbounded plan.

"I'd love to be able to help you, but kid, this ......" he seemed hesitant to say what to say so as not to discourage the child, and finally he came up with a perfect excuse.

"Your second brother, Lord Stannis, won't allow me to leave Storm's End."

"Why not?" The boy asked.

"If I do, I'll be a deserter, and no one will believe I'm doing something for you."

The smuggler's answer made a lot of sense.

It's just that Lan Li didn't give up his plan because of this.

The main reason why he asked the smuggler to do this was that the other party was not from Storm's End, or not yet.

And if Lan Li finds someone else, he doesn't have to think about it, the news will reach Stannis's ears directly, and even be known by everyone-

This represents something that is hard to predict, there may be good things, but there will definitely be bad ones.

So he insisted: "As far as I know, you are not from Storm's End,"

"I'm not here, but I know what's going on here. If I go out of the city, your brother will consider whether I will go to his enemies and tell them the information here? ”

"I'm sure our enemies already knew about Storm's End." Lan Li was not fooled by the other party's words.

"I'm also sure that a lot of people out there know about it. Why else are you carrying food? ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for the other party to answer before speaking again: "You may say that the situation is different now. I'd say, it's worse than it used to be, but when the people out there hear that we're about to get to the point of eating human flesh, do you think they're going to be happy to keep waiting, or are they going to rush to attack? ”

"This—" Davos was a little surprised by the intelligence of the kid in front of him, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by the other party.

"Besides, I don't think you're going to defect." The boy said, smiling in a way that only he understood.

If a normal person said this, the smuggler might have been moved, but the person in front of him was a child less than five years old. Although the boy seemed very intelligent, his words sounded more like a child's simple and beautiful thoughts.

So Davos just coughed dryly.

"Even if Lord Stannis allowed me to leave the city, Redwin's fleet is always watching us from outside the city, and I don't think they'll give me a chance to fish. Ahem, kid, you told me to go fishing, didn't you? ”

"I'm telling you to save yourself."

Lan Li changed his words: "There are seven prisoners in the dungeon right now, two of them are suffering from gray lin's disease, you may be able to guess the choice we will face when the food runs out, so have you ever thought about what happens when those prisoners are eaten?" What do we do next when they're eaten up? ”

Davos was stunned, obviously not thinking that a child could say such cruel words, let alone the meaning of the boy's words.

"Who is the easiest to abandon here? Is it a native of your own people, or is it a ......"

Davos listened to the rolling of the Adam's apple.

"I'm sure Master Stannis wouldn't do that."

"If you think you know him better than I do, you can believe that." Lan Li shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "I think he will defend the castle to the death, to the death." Do you know what this word means? ”

Seeing that the other party's face had changed, Lan Li supported the thick wooden table with one hand, leaned forward with his upper body, and his voice was very low.

"Think about what you're here for, Davos. What is it for breaking through the blockade of those fleets at sea at the risk of being beheaded, and to bring a shipload of food in our most difficult time? Is it for us to understand how bad your meat is? Well, maybe Stannis won't do that, but what about you, would you be willing to just wait? Your ship capsizes, or you may get a share of what you deserve, but for now, your help is not important to us at all. ”

"I'm a smuggler and I've been taking risks all my life. Experience has taught me that not every adventure pays off. Davos replied instinctively, his voice wary.

"Even though this was the biggest risk I ever had, I won't be disappointed. That's right, I won't ......"

He said yes, but unfortunately his tone had already revealed some real emotions in his heart, so Lan Li didn't answer the other party's words after hearing this, but picked up something on the stool and put it on the table.

It was a sealed iron box, and in the dim light, it looked inconspicuous.

"Now, the opportunity for remedy is at your fingertips, grab it, your adventure will be well worth it, and trust me, this thing is especially effective for fish."

"If you don't believe me." As he spoke, he placed a porcelain cup that he had always held in his other hand next to the tin jar.

"Give you a little fish and try it yourself."

"I haven't ...... yet"

Looking at the two things that were pushed in front of him, the smuggler said in surprise, "And there are a lot of problems with this-"

"Go back and think about it, and then try it seriously. If you don't want to, give it back to me, and you should be able to find out where I live. Lan Li slid down the bench as he admonished.

"This powder is very precious, although I still have a lot of it, but you better be careful when you use it. Also, don't forget this fish, you know it's not a good fish for Storm's End. ”

He left one last word.

"If you're willing to do it, then it's yours, whatever you want from it. The credit is also yours, remember to keep it secret. ”

The boy turned and left.

Davos's lips twitched, but he didn't think what he was supposed to say until the diminutive figure disappeared at the top of the stairs.

Stunned for a while, he finally raised his hand and scooped up the wooden wine glass on the table, tilted his head and drank the brown ale inside, and then cursed in a low voice.

"Seven layers of hell, the children of the great nobles are so precocious?"