The ruthless 'facts' are undoubtedly the best freshener, even if it's just Li Kuan's speculation. As long as this explanation is enough to convince Ned Stark for the time being.

The wind then rustled through the trees outside King's Landing, and the sun pierced the clouds at noon, spreading warmth.

But that still doesn't seem to be enough.

For the old foxes in the city, it is crucial to win the favor of those outside the city when King's Landing has been defeated.

Gems and jade? Land beauty? It seems that none of these things are of particular concern to the gods.

Some discerning people can see that Li Kuan attaches great importance to Ned Stark.

But the thought of the people in the council who had shot at Ned Stark immediately gave these discerning people a headache.

One is the current king, who has command of the entire king's guard and city defenses, and the other is the uncle of the current king. They didn't dare to touch these two casually.

As for the others, such as scholars and the king's henchmen, these nobles who could not find a way to make a horse and whiskers, secretly organized people and began to arrest the whole city.

At night, it can be said that the cows, ghosts, snakes and gods are all dispatched.

It's just bitter that betrayed Ned Stark's little finger.

He hid in his Fengyue place last night, holding the sword and not taking off his clothes, and fought in horror in the center of the secret room for a night.

Whenever there was a slight noise in the hall downstairs, he would stand up and take a good look through the gap.

As a person who understands, he understands that he is already on the blacklist of the gods outside the city, and he is also the 'fragrant glutton' in the eyes of the nobles in the city.

So, taking advantage of the battle outside the city, he quietly slipped back, hoping that his disappearance would be known to everyone.

At first, as he thought, the scouts left the place with just casual questions.

But as time went on, the number of probes increased, and the little finger felt that something was wrong.

It seems that everyone has decided that he is an important character, and that he can please the gods by grasping himself.

This makes the timid and shrewd little finger think a lot of things! For example, how to betray everyone in King's Landing and give the god a great gift so that he could please him and spare his dog's life.

Of course, it's great to be rewarded!

However, after Littlefinger thought about Ned Stark's personality and his place in the hearts of the gods, he immediately gave up on this decision.

Or take advantage of the chaos and lurk in King's Landing's makeover, which is what he should do.

With this in mind, he stayed in this place until the second night, when the noise was the loudest, and he lifted the blanket on the ground, opened the wooden door, and escaped.

This is a passage that the housekeeper never knows, where the little finger is kept to save her life, and the place below is the sewer.

Littlefinger was also a big deal, and not long after he left, the Lannister guards surrounded the place.

The swords and swords were like wooden sticks for pathfinding, and wherever there was a gap, they would plunge into it and stir it up.

When the knife was inserted into the crack in the door of the chamber, the empty touch felt the searching soldiers blow their assembled whistles.

It wasn't long before old Lannister arrived with the little demon Tignon here.

Old Lannister looked angry, and Tignon had an indifferent expression.

"What a bunch of shit, knowing that this is Littlefinger's lair, but just casually probing. Running away Little Finger, I'll hand you all over to take the blame. ”

"Lose your breath, father. They are just soldiers who are ordered to act, and their deeds are still a little worse when dealing with old foxes like the boss here. ”

Old Lannister's eyes widened and he was about to curse, but remembering who Tyrion was now, he swallowed his words back, drew the long knife from the waist of the guard next to him, and thrust it through the crack in the door and lifted it upward.

After touching a hard object, Old Lannister stopped, drew his long knife and handed it to the guard, and then commanded, "Bring all the stewards and women here." ”

A few minutes later, a couple of thug-looking guys and dozens of fancy women were brought in.

They were all clasped behind their backs, their bodies shaking, and they looked terrified.

"Who's in charge?" Old Lannister asked, looking around.

These dozens of people are submissive, you look at me, I look at you, and the last one in a horse coat walked out and said softly, "The proprietress was shot dead in the living room when she ran away from it just now. ”

He's dead? Old Lannister frowned, pointed to the secret room where no trace was usually seen, and asked, "Who used to come here often?" ”

Xiao Yan replied honestly, "Only the proprietress will bring a plate of good cooked food." ”

Yes, yes, here. Old Lannister waved his hand to signal the guards to stand back, and then said to the bound prisoners, "Whoever runs through here will live, and everyone else will die." ”

As Old Lannister's words landed, the guards raised their crossbow bolts from their waists and aimed them at the many women and men in the field.

They had no choice but to close their eyes and slam into the door of the chamber, and the sound of a thump followed.

Even though she is a woman, the weight of the body is still very frightening, and the floor will tremble when you hit the wall. Especially in the threat of life, this group of women exerted several times the capabilities of men.

Eventually, the wall collapsed under their impact.

Followed by several rounds of quenched crossbow arrows shot from inside, only to hear the sound of sharp weapons tearing clothes into the flesh, and the women in the front immediately foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

It is a poison that seals the throat with blood.

The guards on the side unconsciously touched their necks, if the patriarch didn't use these women, but let himself wait for others, I'm afraid it would be himself who died.

And the old Lannister, who saw the door slammed open, did not sweep his eyes away from the dead woman in the slightest, and went straight inside to see the movable door panel left by Littlefinger when he fled.

Removing a torch from the wall and throwing it down, Old Lannister could immediately see the wall of the underground sewer.

"He fled from here." Old Lannister said with a frown.

The little demon Tyrion who followed in shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "At least we know where he's going, don't we?" That's enough. ”

Yes, that's enough, and once he finds Littlefinger's trail, he doesn't want to escape from the Lannisters.

Old Lannister was still quite confident in this, and he glanced at the little devil, turned and walked out of the room, and then commanded, "Kill them, and leave no tongue behind." ”

For a moment fear and incomprehension appeared on the faces of the captives, who were clearly afraid that death would befall them.

Yes, and who can not fear death......

Tignon waved his hand to stop the guard who was about to make a move, and said, "If you want to do it, you shouldn't go and we will do it." All pressed back and waited for the arrangement of the crown. After all, they are also considered 'accomplices'. ”

It's a good idea, and it can raise enough people. Old Lannister nodded slowly, turned and left the Storm Moon Place.