When Ned came out of the house, his guards were waiting for him outside the door.

"Master, have you found out anything?" As Ned Stark got on his horse, Jax asked.

"Yes." Ned said this, and then fell silent, his mind full of questions.

What did Jon Arryn do with the king's bastard? What is it that deserves his life? Who is involved in this matter? And most importantly, who killed Jon Irene?

If there were only doubts about Jon Erin's death in the past, Ned Stark was only suspicious, after all, a person who was physically fit and even strong died suddenly, and died so quickly and so suddenly, it is really difficult to think that there is no hidden reason for this. But now, Ned Stark was convinced that there must be some deep hidden reason behind Jon Irene's death.

Not to mention the chaotic thoughts in Ned Stark's mind, Liu Jian, who entered the house at this time, had already met the owner of the blacksmith shop, the master weapon, Tob Mott, who was wearing a black velvet jacket with a hammer embroidered with silver thread on his sleeves, and a heavy silver chain around his neck, on which the sapphire was the size of a pigeon's egg.

"I know you want a new piece of armor to use for the upcoming Prime Tournament, but there's something I have to tell you, young man. My asking price is high. Tob Mott didn't have the same affection and respect as he did with Ned Stark, he sat down in his chair, and instead of beckoning Liu Jian to sit down, he shook his fingers. The gold ring on his finger sparkled: "But you get what you pay for, if you can't get the price I'm satisfied with." Then I advise you to go down, and perhaps you will find some good old goods among the blacksmiths. ”

Liu Jian was not angry at Tob Mott's arrogance. A flash of fierceness flashed in Xuanwu's eyes and he was about to make a move, but Liu Jian stopped him with a slight wave of his hand. Xuanwu, who was stopped, didn't say anything, just stood silently behind Liu Jian. Tob Mott didn't notice it at all

"Money is not an issue." Liu Jian smiled and took off the money bag at his waist, and Peng slammed it on the table next to Tob Mott, and the wine in the goblet rippled: "The important thing is to satisfy me." ”

Tob Mott lifted the purse, and as a spicy businessman, he immediately saw that something was wrong.

This small money bag can't hold too many coins, at most a dozen coins. He had thought it was a deposit from the young man. But the weight of the hand told him that this was definitely not the weight that the silver deer should have.

Tob Mott hurriedly pulled the rope away. Glancing in, Tobu's eyes were a little painful from the golden light in the bag.

"The Seven Gods are above, all of them are golden dragons!" With a low exclamation, Tob Mott stood up, his face was full of smiles, one hand was tightly clutching the money bag, and the other hand hurriedly came up to greet Liu Jian: "Come and come distinguished guests, hurry up and sit down, what are you still doing in a daze." Why don't you hurry up and pour a drink for this distinguished guest? ”

beckoning Liu Jian to sit down, and letting the maid pour wine, Tob Mott smiled at Liu Jian and said, "It's really right for you to come to me, I dare to promise you." There is no one in the Seven Kingdoms who can compare with me in terms of craftsmanship. If you don't believe me, you can go through every blacksmith shop in King's Landing and compare it yourself. Actually, hit a piece of armor. Any country blacksmith would. What I typed out was a work of art. You know the Knight of the Hundred Flowers, she bought her entire armor from me. Many of the officials who are really knowledgeable are also frequent visitors to my place, not to mention His Majesty's own brother, Lord Lan Li. I wonder if you've ever seen Lord Lanli's new outfit? It was the green armor and the golden antler helmet. Except for me. No other weaponsmith in town could make such a deep green, for I had learned the secret of infiltrating color into steel as a child as an apprentice in Kohor, where painting or glazing was a child's trick in comparison. ”

"In that case, I'll be relieved." Liu Jian smiled and said, "Actually, I designed a set of armor myself, but I'm worried that ordinary craftsmen won't be able to complete it, let alone meet my requirements." ”

Tob Mott immediately thumped his chest, indicating that he could do whatever the armor was.

Liu Jian then suggested that he wanted to visit Tob Mott's blacksmith shop to see the blacksmith's workmanship.

Tob Mott agreed.

He led Liu Jian out the back door, through a long narrow courtyard, into the spacious stone barn, where the actual work of the blacksmith shop took place. As soon as Tob Mott opened the door, a puff of heat gushed out, and around every corner there was a roaring forge, and the air was filled with the stench of smoke and sulfur.

The blacksmith foreman glanced up, and before he had time to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead, he continued to wield the hammer and pliers, while the shirtless apprentice tried to stir up the stove.

Liu Jian walked around the blacksmith shop and soon found his target. It was a young man of about fifteen years old, and his body was already very tall for his age, about 1.8 meters. At this moment he crouched beside the fire, pulling the bellows with all his might, sweat running down his cheeks and chest, glistening in the firelight. Both arms, chest, and back are strong muscles. Not surprisingly, he will grow taller and stronger in the future, just like his father, and when Robert Baratheon puts on his armor and antlers, he looks like a giant.

As far as martial arts practice is concerned, such a body of this young man is naturally a good material for practicing foreign kung fu, with this kind of body, as long as the brain is not too bad, the cultivation of the Golden Bell Jar and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong will have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

Liu Jian's main purpose in coming to this blacksmith shop was for this Gendry, one of Robert Baratheon's many illegitimate sons. In "A Song of Ice and Fire", the blood of kings is repeatedly mentioned, especially the red-robed girl, and some of her spells always require the blood of kings, and Liu Jian is very interested in studying what the so-called blood of kings is all about.

But now, he has a slight intention to take in apprentices.

"What's that kid's name?" Pretending to be ignorant, Liu Jian asked Tob Mott.

"His name is Gendry. He was just an apprentice blacksmith. Tob Mott looked at Liu Jian, and a little vigilance flashed in his eyes.

"Blacksmith apprentice?" Liu Jian smiled: "At his age." He was very tall and strong. I don't think he should have been an apprentice blacksmith and become a blacksmith in the future. He was supposed to be a warrior, a knight. Build your own exploits on the battlefield. Can I ask him, and if he wants to, I want him to be my squire. ”

"Oh, I can't decide." The look of wariness in Tob's eyes was a little less, and he rolled his eyes before asking, "I don't know where the guests came from?" ”

"Oh, I'm from the High Court."

"Oh, High Court."

Liu Jian didn't continue the topic, as if he had just said casually that he wanted to take Gendry as his knight squire. After saying that, Liu Jian left the barn with Tob Mott, and at the same time pulled out a blueprint of the armor in his hand and handed it to Tob Mott.

"How's it going, okay?"

"Of course. If "" is just a guest, as a master foundry, I must warn you. Your armor is beautifully designed, but it's not practical. ”

"Not practical?"

"Yes guest, it's too heavy. There's no way anyone can make a motion on a horse when they put it on, and once you fall off a horse, you can't even get back up. ”

"It doesn't matter, you just have to do what I ask, the rest is my problem."

He told Tob Mott where he lived. Liu Jian left the blacksmith shop with Xuanwu.

Not long after leaving the blacksmith shop, Xuanwu couldn't wait to get to Liu Jianjian's side and asked softly, "Your Majesty, why don't you punish that person for his rudeness?" ”

"Well, I'm not a king now. It's just a wandering knight who came from the High Court to participate in the jousting tournament. So what's the matter? Liu Jian smiled and said softly: "Moreover, don't call me the king anymore." Well...... Just call me Sizz. ”

"The blacksmith apprentice king...... Jazz seems to be paying special attention to him? ”

Liu Jian didn't hide Xuanwu's meaning, and said directly: "Hmm." He was the illegitimate son of Robert Baratheon. So...... Sometimes it can be useful. ”

"Do you need me to do it?"

"No, there are actually quite a few people who know Gendry's identity now. I don't want to be targeted by someone who cares. Actually, I'd rather he come on his own. ”

"Is this possible?"

"I don't know, but that doesn't stop me from giving it a try. The boss, Tob Mott. He didn't look like an ordinary blacksmith. ”

While waiting for his armor to be made and the jousting tournament to arrive, Liu Jian began to wander around King's Landing like an ordinary tourist from out of town. He wasn't worried about being recognized in King's Landing. First of all, no one would have imagined that the ruler of Dothraki would come to King's Landing without his army. Second, there must have been very few people who had seen him in King's Landing and who really knew what he looked like, if not one. Secondly, in order to ensure that he would not be recognized, Liu Jian made some disguises, he dyed his hair brown-red, and used a thin pen to modify his eyebrows and eyes a few times, which made his face change greatly, and his skin was slightly whiter, so that he really looked like a knight from the high court. Liu Jian now looks like two different people than in the past.

If he is still recognized in such a situation, then he can only consider himself unlucky.

He had visited the barns, inns, chambers of commerce, taverns, cemeteries, brothels and even fish markets in King's Landing, and he climbed to the top of the Visennian hills to tour the Basilica of Baylor. The Dragon's Lair on the Rhaenys Hills was also patronized by Liu Jian, it used to be one of the most important buildings in the whole of King's Landing, but now it has been abandoned into ruins, there is not a single dragon left on the façade of this huge man-made structure, the whole Dragon's Lair is empty, eerie and terrifying, covered with the dust of history.

However, in the cellar under the dragon's lair, Liu Jian saw something special.

The cellar is full of wooden shelves, and on these wooden shelves are neatly arranged small clay pots, which have rough and patterned surfaces. After a little recollection, Liu Jian guessed what was in these small clay pots.

Wildfires.

A flammable and explosive liquid that feels a lot like gasoline.

Liu Jian had no intention of touching these wildfires, but only took two cans from the most corner, and he was going to take them back to study them carefully.

Out of the Dragon's Lair. Liu Jian looked at the sky: "It's a little too early to go back at this time...... Well, let's go inside the Red Keep. ”

The Red Keep is different from the Basilica of Baylor, as well as the abandoned Dragon's Lair. Kings, queens, princes and princesses, as well as important ministers of state and their children, reside in the Red Keep, the heart of power for the entire King's Landing and the entire Seven Kingdoms and the entire Westeros. So rightfully so. It's pretty well guarded. Both the gates of the Red Keep and the city walls are covered with patrolling red robes, but in fact, the patrols on the city walls are not very strict. These smooth walls are impossible for ordinary people to climb without the help of tools. However, these city walls were really nothing to Liu Jian, and he easily climbed the city walls, avoiding the patrolling 'golden robe' Liu Jian and slipped into the Red Fort.

Then he wandered around the center of power in Westeros, like visiting the back garden of his own home.

Arya stood on one foot on the spiral staircase of the Prime Minister's Tower, her arms flailing and barely keeping her balance, the rough rocky ground grinding through her young feet, and the tingling pain spreading throughout her body where it touched the rocky ground.

"Pain can't knock me down." Arya thought. This was what Sirio had taught her, and she looked down at the steep spiral staircase and thought, "Fear can't knock me down." ”

Although she could feel her body getting heavier and sluggish and uncontrollable, and her brain even felt a bout of dizziness, she still stubbornly held on.

"I will be a good swordsman." Arya thought stubbornly and happily, "The best swordsman. ”

"Oops!"

As it turns out, thinking too much in this dangerous game of balance doesn't do you the slightest. Arya's body suddenly lost its balance, and its center of gravity tilted forward uncontrollably. Flailing her arms desperately, Arya wanted to regain her lost balance, but it was clearly not an easy task. At least at this stage, it is much beyond Elia's capabilities.

"Bad luck this time!" Arya thought to herself that she would break her head and bleed if she fell from here.

Just as Arya closed her eyes, ready for the pain that was about to come. Suddenly, she felt a large, warm and powerful hand hug her from behind, and in an instant. She flew as if she had escaped gravity and put on wings.

"Watch out for kittens." Arya's ears rang from a strange man's voice, which said, "It's no fun to fall from here. ”

The unfamiliar voice brought Arya to her senses. She opened her eyes and stretched out her hand to push towards Liu Jian. Liu Jian didn't move, but Arya lost her balance again. Head up the steep spiral staircase.

"Be careful!"

Liu Jian once again grabbed Arya's slender little hand and helped her stabilize her figure.

Stand firm again. This time, Arya didn't try to push Liu Jian away roughly, but looked Liu Jian up and down and couldn't help asking, "Who are you?" ”

"Rabindranath Tagore, a wandering knight from the High Court." Liu Jian smiled, suddenly reached out and lifted Aliya up and put it on the fence of the corridor, then squatted down, grabbing Arya's little feet with one hand. Alya, who was caught by her feet, struggled instinctively, Liu Jian didn't raise her head, and said in a low voice: "Don't move." ”

For some reason, Arya suddenly stopped obediently.

She felt as if the man's voice had a magic power to make her obey, and she naturally had to obey the strange man's orders. Then she saw the strange wandering knight who claimed to be from the High Court grabbing one of her feet, and looked at it like this.

It was a slender and slender foot with neatly trimmed nails and five rounded toes held together. The skin was milky white, and the green tendons under the skin could be faintly seen, and the soles of the feet were stained with some ash, and the immature skin was worn by the hard rocky ground, revealing a little blood red.

"Look at you, the skin of your feet is worn out." Stretching out his hand and tapping the worn place on the skin of his foot, Liu Jian raised his head and asked with a gentle smile, "Does it hurt?" ”

Arya looked at Liu Jian blankly, first nodded, and then shook her head violently, as if she suddenly realized something, and her long face suddenly turned red.

The girl gave birth to a long face, which is undoubtedly a big drawback when placed on other women. But in this girl, her long face and her very heroic eyebrows and straight nose look like they complement each other, and even make people feel. If such a girl who is as heroic as a boy gives birth to a round face or melon seed face, it is simply unimaginable.

Especially this rather heroic face, with that stubborn appearance, Liu Jian couldn't help but want to laugh.

He ignored the girl's stubborn shaking of her head, but took out the wine jug and handkerchief from the small space ring, soaked the handkerchief with wine under the girl's surprised eyes, and then gently scrubbed the girl's wound.

"Hmm~~~" The girl's brows furrowed, and the stimulation of the alcohol made the girl's toes hurt like a fire, but she gritted her teeth and refused to scream. Later, when Liu Jian took out the ointment from the small space ring and gently applied it to the wound on her toe, the cool feeling made the girl comfortable again.

"Are you feeling better now?" (To be continued.) )

PS: ps. Five thousand first, I should be able to write another four thousand today