In the beautiful and luxurious palace of Illyrio, the governor of Pantos, Illyrio generously gave the Targaryen brothers and sisters to live in the room. Viserys held a dark purple velvet robe made of silk in both hands and handed it to Daenerys, "This is a gift from Illyrio, it's beautiful, isn't it?" You touch it, it's okay, you look at this material. ”

Daenerys touched it, and the fabric was soft as water running down her fingers, she had never worn such soft clothes before. Such beautiful and soft clothes should be every girl's favorite, but in the bottom of her heart, for some reason, Daenerys suddenly became scared and quickly withdrew her hand. 'Is this really for me?' ‘

"Of course, it's a gift from the Governor of Illyrio." Viserys smiled, now in a very good mood: "The color of this robe is just right to match your violet eyes. You're also going to have to wear gold jewelry, and all sorts of jewels, and you'll have to look like a princess tonight. ”

Got a princess?

Daenerys couldn't help but think so.

It had been so long, long that she had forgotten what a princess should look like, and perhaps she didn't even know it. After all, before he was born, the Lannisters had already conquered King's Landing, and the 'Usurper' had ascended to the Iron Throne. Although she is a princess, she has only one princess name, and there is no territory in this world that belongs to her.

"Why is he so nice to us?" Daenerys couldn't help but ask, "What does he want from us?" ”

For nearly half a year, the Targaryen siblings had relied on the Governor for food and lodging, and had lived like a real prince and princess under the service of his servants. Daenerys is only thirteen years old. But thirteen years of wandering have taught her that such good treatment doesn't come out of nowhere, especially in a free-trade city-state like Pantos.

In a free trade city-state. The glory of the royal family of any aristocracy is false, and only gold has real glory.

"Illyrio isn't stupid." Viserys replied with a smile. He was a thin young man, his hands cramped and restless, and his pale lilac eyes were filled with a look of frenzy and excitement: "He knows that one day when I return to the throne, I will not forget my friend who once gave me charcoal in the snow." ”

Dani didn't answer. The Doge of Illyrio was a merchant who traded in spices, precious stones, keel, and other shady businesses. He is said to have traveled widely, not only in the nine free trade city-states, but also as far as Vis. Dothraki, and the legendary land on the shores of the Jade Sea. Someone else said. As long as the other party can make a price, he will be happy to sell any friend.

Not long ago, the seemingly generous governor had betrayed a friend of his own, Kao, who had fled to Pantos in defeat. Just under the magnificent walls of Pantos, the governor murdered his friend and cut off his head to give to a man himself.

Titankao!

Daenerys couldn't help but think that during this time she had often heard this name from the mouths of slaves, many of which were terrifying legends.

Daenerys listened quietly to her brother's dream-like ramps, and she knew she had better not poke Viserys when he was weaving dreams for herself, and Viserys was horrified when she got angry. He called it 'Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon'.

Viserys hung his robe by the door, "Illyrio will send a slave to bathe you, remember to wash off the smell of horses." Titankao had a thousand horses, but he was going to ride a different kind of horse tonight. He looked at her carefully and said, "You are still hunched over, and you have to keep your head up and your chest high." ”

Viserys reached out and pushed Daenerys' shoulders back, "Let them know that you already have the appearance of a woman." ”

His fingers swept slightly over her growing breasts. Pinched one side of the pigeon: "You are not allowed to make a fool of me tonight, if something goes wrong, you will suffer it later." You don't want to wake up the Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon, do you?"

His fingers tightened the tighter he gripped them. It hurt a lot through Daenerys' rough coat.

"Do you want to?" Viserys repeated.

"I don't want to." Dani replied timidly.

"Good." Viserys laughed, satisfied with Daenerys' answer. He caressed Daenerys' silver hair lovingly, "When the historian will write a biography for me in the future." They will say that my reign begins tonight. ”

After Viserys left, Daenerys walked to the window and looked wistfully at the bay. Pantos' brick tower was a black shadow in the afterglow of the sun, and Daenerys could hear the prayers of the red-robed monks as they lit the night fire, and the laughter of children playing outside the walls.

At that moment, she wished she could be outside with them barefoot, panting in tattered clothes, with no past, no future.

Viserys always spoke of the other side of the Narrow Sea, always said Westeros, always said King's Landing, always said 'our land'. Viserys was thinking about these things, but Daenerys had never thought about them.

"My good sister, one day we will surely regain the lost land." Viserys often promised her that, and sometimes his hands trembled uncontrollably as he spoke. "Think of the jewels and silks, Dragonstone and King's Landing, the Iron Throne and the Seven Kingdoms, all of which have been snatched from us, and we will all get them back."

Viserys lived for that day, but Dany wanted nothing more than to get back to the mansion with its red-painted door, the lemon tree outside her window, and her lost childhood.

At this time, in Illyrio's palace, Liu Jian had already arrived.

"Welcome, Ruler of Sidothraki, King of Dothraki, Defender of the Forest of Kohor, Great Titankao." After entering Illyrio's palace, the fat and bloated governor greeted him as soon as possible and gave Liu Jian a big hug, of course, because of his height, his head could only reach Liu Jian's chest.

"Because of your presence, my humble hut shines brightly."

"I can't tell you anything shabby, Governor Illyrio." hypocritically and Illyrio were polite, and Liu Jian presented a gift. A ring set with sapphires, which Illyrio accepts. After inviting Liu Jian to sit down, he asked the servants to bring a piece of bread and a small plate of salt and put them in front of Liu Jian.

Illyrio certainly wouldn't entertain Liu Jian with simple bread and salt. Although the bread is very fluffy, it is topped with bacon and ham. Freshly baked bread was steaming with a layer of oil. Although this small dish of salt is very fine, it is a fine lake salt collected from a very rare salt lake, but it is just a ritual.

Liu Jian tore off a small piece of bread, dipped it in the white salt grains and put it in his mouth to eat, and continued, "Thank you for your generous hospitality, Governor Illyrio, you are a generous host. ”

In this way, the guest rights come into effect.

Of course, neither Liu Jian nor Illyrio believed that the binding force of guest rights was effective for both parties. It's just that compared to the guarantees that come out of people's mouths, the sacred guest rights witnessed by the seven gods, the old gods, and even many gods are undoubtedly a little more reliable.

It's just a little more reliable.

Later, didn't the Frey family ignore the sacred law of guest rights and kill the wolf family who came to the banquet, from the commander to the soldiers, after all, whether the sacred guest rights have any effect or not, after all, no one knows.

However, the salt provided by Illyrio to Liu Jian made Liu Jian's thinking diverge.

Maybe he could try to do the salt trade.

The green salt provided by Illyrio is not very good, at least compared to the various white and ice-white salts produced by the great industry in later generations, the green salt provided by Illyrio is still slightly worse, both in terms of color and taste. But it's probably the world's top salt. It is conceivable that the vast majority of people in this world usually eat some coarse salt, and maybe even salty stones.

Liu Jian is short of money, and he needs a lot of manpower and weapons to conquer the world. A lot of armor is needed, a lot of logistics is needed, and even a lot of gold gems are needed to reward warriors who have made meritorious contributions to themselves.

It all comes down to one word. That is money, which belongs to the realm of the great god Manny. Liu Jian concluded a treaty of commerce with Kohor and Pantos. Although there were political considerations, the main purpose was to extract taxes from the merchants of Kohor and Pantos.

Right now. Suddenly found such a way to make money, Liu Jian of course had to think carefully about how much profit and income this industry could bring to himself.

Diverging from table salt, Liu Jian thought of wool and paper.

The world's paper-making technology is very backward, whether in Westeros or Essos, the aristocracy used parchment as a tool for writing records, although the quality of parchment is very good, but there are two problems that can not be solved. The first problem is that the production of parchment paper is difficult, and the production volume is very small every year. The second problem is that parchment paper needs to be produced using sheepskin or cowhide, which is undoubtedly scarce compared to the needs of the whole society. The result of the combination of these two problems is that paper is as much a luxury as gold and silk.

Most of the time, some minor nobles simply simply did not have enough wealth to buy parchment. The way they were able to obtain parchment was to collect the leather of their livestock, as the people of the realm, and then use their leather to make paper.

Oh, you say civilians?

Sorry, civilians do not have the right to literacy.

As a result, if Liu Jian can produce cheaper and more suitable paper for writing, he does not need to worry about sales at all, because the parchment in this world has always been in a situation where it is expensive and in short supply, and if there is a cheaper and better writing and recording tool in this world, it is not difficult to become a popular commodity.

The only difficulty is the production of raw materials, but while there are no forests in the Dothraki Meadows, isn't there the vast Kohor Forest?

It's not hard at all to find a way to take control of Kohor Forest completely.

As for wool?

Isn't this stuff just stuffed in your clothes to keep you warm?

Can wool be woven into clothes?

Raw materials are not a problem, although the Dothraki people do not raise sheep, but under the Dothraki grass sea, the Lazarin people are a standard herdsman, as long as the Lazarin people are annexed, Liu Jian is equivalent to having an endless supply of raw materials for the production of wool weaving.

The dumping route is even less of a problem, although the woolen sweater is certainly not selling for a good price in Dothrak and Essos. But on the other side of the Narrow Sea, in Westeros, in the north, with Winterfell as the core of domination. You'll love this warm and soft-fitting new fabric.

"So, could it be that I'm going to start farming again? Ten years of farming. And then push the world, isn't it a bit boring to play like this? Although there were one thought after another in his mind, on the surface, Liu Jian was still talking and laughing with Illyrio, but it would more or less make Illyrio see that Liu Jian was a little absent-minded.

"I'm sorry, Titankao, I'm leaving for a moment to prepare for the feast. Maylis! Illyrio apologized to Liu Jian first, and then beckoned a scantily clad young girl to come over, and introduced Liu Jian: "This is Maylis, my niece. If you wish, let Maylis take you around the palace. ”

Liu Jian looked Maylis up and down, he would never believe Illyrio's nonsense that Maylis was his niece, because the two of them didn't look like each other at all.

Maylis, about fourteen years of age, had big wavy blond hair, three-dimensional features, and sapphire-like eyes, which were full of feminine charm, and she had a rather seductive aroma on her body, which she had apparently smoked with spices not long ago. The carefully blended smell filled the air as she walked.

There is no doubt that this is a Reese.

And it is very likely that she is a priestess who has been trained since she was a child, otherwise it is impossible to explain why at her age every move exudes graceful charm and strong female hormone temptation. In Essos, only the temple of the goddess Rees could cultivate such a man's gift.

Oh. As for the priestess of the Temple of Reese or something, it is referred to as the high-level **.

However, Illyrio is really willing.

To know the priestess of the Temple of Reese. It's not a cheap commodity.

"Maylis, Illyrio's niece?"

"Governor Illyrio had his brother adopt me. So I'm really his niece. "Maylis should be a fairly smart woman, and she can see at a glance that Liu Jian has already recognized her identity. So the truth was told neatly. Of course, it is also possible that Illyrio trained her in this area.

"Titankao, shall we get up and take a walk?"

"Well, I'd like to enjoy the view of the Illyrio Palace, too."

"Please come with me, Titankao."

Illyrio's palace covers a large area, and its opulence far exceeds that of Prince Pantos's palace.

After all, although the titular ruler of Pantos was a prince chosen from among forty adult men of noble blood, bloodline was the least important thing here, just like the free-trade city-state of Pantos. One of the most important remaining functions of the prince, who is now the ruler of Pantos, is to act as a sacrifice. When the Pantos thought the gods were angry with them, such as if they had lost a war or had failed a crop, they would slit the prince's throat, sacrifice him to the gods to appease the wrath, and choose a new prince from among the forty families.

That's right, that's the role of the prince.

It's the same as the pig's head in Liu Jian's hometown that was poured into the river and sacrificed to the dragon king.

The de facto ruler of Pantos was the Governor, who was generally held by the richest merchant in Pantos, and all the power of Pantos was in the hands of the Governor.

The man who now holds the post of governor of Pantos is none other than Illyrio, the richest merchant in Pantos.

In the huge garden of the Illyrio Palace, which covers an area of hundreds of acres, there are all kinds of colorful flowers, all kinds of beautiful flowers that Liu Jian has seen or has never seen, are in full bloom here.

"It's a vegetarian flower, and it's not time for it to bloom yet." Maylis apparently noticed Liu Jian's curiosity about the plants here, and acted as a narrator: "When it blooms, small white flowers will bloom everywhere on the branches. The fragrance is so strong that all butterflies are attracted to it. ”

"Oh." Liu Jian pretended to sniff with his nose and said with a smile: "Can the fragrance of the vegetarian flower compare to the fragrance on your body?" ”

"Kao thinks so." Maylis didn't have the slightest shyness, in fact, Liu Jian was interested in her, which made her very happy.

It's not because Liu Jianshuai's earth-shattering things made her fall in love at first sight, although Liu Jianshuai is indeed quite handsome, which makes her not hateful. But the reason she was genuinely happy was because she remembered what Illyrio had said when she summoned her last night.

"Stay with him Maylis, if you can make him happy, then you will really become my niece, and I can even let you inherit a part of my property. But if you upset him, Maylis, you know what the outcome will be......"

What does that look like?

Maylis didn't even dare to imagine.

But she knew she didn't want to be in that situation.

Maylis leaned forward, closer. Liu Jian stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of golden silk-like smooth hair, rubbing it gently, and the smell of spices with a faint aphrodisiac effect emanated from the tip of her hair, and was sniffed into her nose by Liu Jian. The other hand wrapped around the girl's fiery delicate body, and the big hand roamed around.

LEANING ON LIU JIAN'S HARD CHEST, MAYLIS GASPED, HER BEAUTIFUL SAPPHIRE EYES FILLED WITH A STRONG FIRE OF LOVE (YU).

Smiling lightly, Liu Jian easily picked up the petite Maylis, sat on the stone bench next to the garden, and stretched his big hand into the gap in the thin clothes, probing into the mysterious garden. (To be continued.) )

PS: PS. In order to make Daenerys's image fuller, I copied a little bit of the original book, so that book friends who have not read the original book can better understand the relationship between Viserys and Daenerys.

As for the last part, it can only end there, and everyone knows why. When I'm done writing later, I'll make a book friend group, and I can use the subscription screenshot to change it when the time comes.

If anyone wants to see it......