While Eddard Stark enters the Council as the Hand of the King, making arrangements in the name of Robert Baratheon that he deems fair, reasonable, and just, Sansa is being educated by Sister Modan, who gently and patiently advises Sansa about her recent misdeeds and the importance of her family. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a pity that Sansa, who is full of fantasy love and marriage gains and losses, doesn't listen to a word.

And little Arya, when she discovered the oriental tricks inherited from Du Yuhui's color opera masters, she became quite interested in learning these mysterious and novel things, she still liked swordsmanship, but asked Du Yu to teach her swordsmanship at the same time, but also taught her how to disguise and play with fire.

"Arya, if you want to learn how to make a face, then you should start by making faces. Underneath the skin are muscles. Learn to use them. Your face grows on you. cheeks, lips, ears. Smiles and anger shouldn't come like a storm. The smile should be a servant, and it will only appear when you call. Learn to control your face. Du Yu stood aside with a gentle smile on his face

"Tell me how, Oroin, teach me." Arya's face was filled with longing and hope

"Puff out your cheeks." She puffed out her cheeks.

"Raise your eyebrows. No, any higher. She raised her eyebrows again.

"The smile should be natural, and it should also be controlled, the expression of emotions should not be wasted, only make what you need, before controlling the muscles, you must first control your mind, and the corners of your mouth are upturned." Arya did so.

"Hmm, uh...... Aha" but quickly. The smile on Arya's face grew strange, and she could no longer control the smile she had tried to maintain properly, and finally turned into a burst of laughter

"......" Du Yu didn't laugh, just quietly watched Arya laugh there, and then her laughter became dry little by little, and finally stiffened on her face, and stopped boringly.

"......" Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became a little solidified until Du Yu spoke again.

"So you don't smile anymore, but I need you to laugh now, so Miss Arya Stark, please slightly hook the corners of your mouth and make a proper ceremonial smile."

Arya adjusted herself according to what Du Yu said, she was a little nervous, because when she began to learn to control her emotions and expressions, she clearly realized that the kindness and gentleness of the big oriental brother in front of her had always been like a spring breeze, but it was just a beautiful and exquisite mask, almost real and false.

"Good. See how long you can keep it up. It's not going to grow yet. But practice makes perfect. I have a beautiful glass silver mirror for you here. Practice in front of it for an hour a day. Eyes, nostrils, cheeks, ears, lips, learn to control all of this. Du Yu lifted her chin, gently crossed her cheeks with even finger force, eyebrow line, and her delicate nose stopped on her lips and made a booing motion, "A smart person never lets others see what he thinks, you are a smart girl, you deserve a delicate mask." ”

Then he chuckled, leaving Arya Stark alone in the Prime Minister's Tower to continue practicing the most basic techniques, and turned to leave the hall, going out around Aegon Hill, and out of the cobblestone square of the Red Keep, through the bronze gates, all the way to St. Belle's Cathedral.

This impressively ornate building is located in the Visenia Hills, surrounded by white marble squares, free from the rot and stench of King's Landing. In the center of the square stands a monumental statue of Baylor I. It feels similar to the statue of Nero in Rome, but it actually looks quite silly, so tall that you can't see the whole picture up close, only a big foot.

The Sanctuary, the main body of the cathedral, is a magnificent marble-domed building with seven crystal towers towering in between. Du Yu walked up the stairs and walked through the long corridor through the door, and many colored lead glass balls hung from the ceiling of the corridor.

Through the two gates leads to the place where the monks pray, where the tall altar of the Seven Gods is gathered under a dome of glass, gold and crystal. The church floor is made of marble, and the massive windows on the walls are fitted with stained lead glass. In front of the altar, there are believers who light candles to worship. Different ceremonies will be performed at different altars

Du Yu had never been to a church before, he had only been to a Buddhist temple, the same solemnity, the same solemnity, and the same dirt and dirt in some specific periods.

Heavenly Father, Our Lady, Warrior, Maiden, Blacksmith, Old Woman, Stranger, Seven Gods in One, One Body and Seven Sides.

Du Yu looked up at the seven huge sculptures, he now had the status of a knight, and it was easy to enter the church, and the pious prayers of St. Belle echoed in the vault above him. A sweet voice came from behind him.

"Sir Aloin from the Far East, your presence has really made this place so vibrant, I didn't expect to be so honored to see you in the church."

"Oh, Count Varys, I didn't expect to see you here in such an unexpected way, the Empire's Minister of Intelligence is indeed worthy of his reputation."

Du Yu turned to look at the middle-aged eunuch, to be honest, he was a little incredulous. He never imagined a eunuch wearing clothes of any other material than silk, velvet, and the finest brocade. The eunuch has always been dressed in a purple scent, but this person in front of him is covered in sweat, it is hard to imagine that this guy in front of him is not only a member of the Imperial Council, but also the largest conspirator in the world, there is no one.

"Count Varys, it's been a long time since I've heard anyone call me that, you don't need to be so cautious, Sir Olonium, you can just call me Varys, of course, if you call me an octopus, I won't mind." Varys's voice was still sweet and greasy, like a tooth-sticking toffee mixed with a jar of honey.

"Oh no, Lord Varys, I'm not from Westeros, but I still know some basic etiquette, and I won't shame people behind my back, nor will I call a person a nickname to their face." Du Yu smiled very decently and said, "I'm from the East, but in addition to the barbarian tribes of the Dothrak Sea, there are many civilized places in the East, isn't it, Lord Varys of Mill." ”

"Of course, I never doubt this, what I suspect is, Sir Aloin, wherever you come from, what made you choose to come to the Seven Kingdoms, to King's Landing, at such a time when winter is approaching and the storm is rising."

"Lord Varys, you know, I've always been puzzled by the fact that the Seven may seem to have few miracles and are too ordinary compared to the beliefs of the Old Gods and the Lord of Light, but it is the most political religion on Westeros today, and most deeply integrated with culture and law. In fact, there is no other faith other than the Seven Gods that can have such a high proportion and such a high number of adherents in such a stretch of area, how does the Church do it? ”

Du Yu suddenly pointed to the statue of the Seven Gods and asked Varys, Varys obviously didn't expect Du Yu's question, but after years of experience, he was just stunned and quickly answered.

"In the beginning, the king chose the seven gods, then the Andals approved of the seven gods, and the Westeros eventually obeyed the seven gods."

"That's right, the king chose the Seven Gods, and I've heard that King Robert likes to hold pre-royal tournaments, and it's going to be held soon, right?"

"You are really well-informed, the Prime Minister only heard about this matter this morning, if you are interested in the intelligence industry, maybe it won't be long before I will be dismissed by the king, but fortunately, you are not only well-informed, but also proficient in martial arts, you will shine in the royal competition, just like you defeated the monarch killer, unlike me who can only sell intelligence to make a living." Varys's sweet voice and beautiful smile were very sincere and praised.

"Thank you for the compliment, but I don't believe that the Prince of Thieves of Pantos would have been in bad shape." Du Yu glanced lightly at the soft slippers under his feet that were easy to hide the sound of footsteps, and said playfully.

"Those are old things, wealth is always easy to slack off, I am already middle-aged, but if Sir Oloin has anything you need, I think I can still help you." Varys's face remained unchanged, still in his usual sweet tone, with a sincere gesture.

"No, no, no, it's just the first time we've met, it's too abrupt to ask for help or something, I think we'll have a lot of opportunities to work together in the future, I've always believed that there are no good guys and bad guys in this world, only businessmen, maybe next time, you'll introduce me to Governor Illyrio. Lord Varys. I'd like to go and see somewhere else, so see you soon! Du Yu smiled and forked his hands, made a habitual movement, and prepared to leave.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you again, Sir Aloin." Varys smiled and said goodbye to Du Yu.

"Oh yes, by the way, I love your wise words, they're very inspiring." Du Yu suddenly turned to look at Varys and said solemnly.

"Yes, you have won the prize, after all, I live by words, and flowery language is just a useless decoration to cover up the pale truth." Varys said flatly.

"Power resides in the hearts of men. If you believe, you will have, and if you don't believe, you will not. Tricks to confuse people, such as floating shadows swimming in the wall. Even a short person can cast a huge shadow. Du Yu smiled, said an inexplicable word, and slowly walked out of the door and went in the direction of the blacksmith shop.

Varys stood in place, his expression did not wave, but his heart had already stirred up turbulent waves, if this mysterious Oriental did not know ancient witchcraft or magic, then his intelligence ability was too terrifying, he might even have known about Aegon Targaryen, at this moment, Varys had a feeling that everything was out of control.

He didn't have the slightest bit of information about Du Yu's origins, this person seemed to appear out of thin air, but it was possible to monitor his every move from an unknown corner, which was usually the beginning of a collapse and the edge of losing control.