Chapter 201: Do your best
James let go of his hand weakly, and said weakly, "Your sister is a Lannister, you shouldn't scold her like that." β
Because of his words, Tyrion wanted to stand up and kick him hard, but thinking that Jaime could explode at any time now, he held back, because when it started, it must be himself who was injured, and Tyrion had never beaten Jaime since he was a child.
"Well, I'll take back what I just said!" Tyrion said as he collapsed on the straw pile and gasped, "but I'm going to slaughter her myself, I swear, my eldest nephew Joffrey died at the wedding banquet, you should have known about it, and now that my father Tywin and that slut planted me, if it weren't for you being locked up in the North, I think they would have sentenced me to death on Judgment Day, instead of having me come to the North to save you and atone for my sins!"
Jaime doesn't have much affection for him and his sister Cersei's incestuous outcrop, and he always thinks of Joffrey and Tommen as the sons of former King Robert, though he is sure Robert can't give birth to a son with blond hair.
However, Tyrion was also his own brother, and Jaime frowned and didn't continue to argue anything, and he had long been surprised by the power struggles of aristocratic families who had been a Kingsguard in King's Landing for many years.
Although Jaime did not have as much affection for his father as Tywin Lannister as he did when he was a child, as the eldest son, he still persuaded Tyrion: "Father will not execute you, at most send you back to Castle Rock." β
Tyrion lay on the straw pile and said disdainfully, "You have no idea what happened, Shae betrayed me, every minister in King's Landing betrayed me, and your Cersei, the self-interested sister, all tried to prove that I was the murderer of the king, even my guard Bolon was almost too, and you said that I was sent back to Castle Rock? β
As the two spoke, the heavy iron door next door slammed shut, and Tyrion heard the sound of the key turning.
Tyrion got up and made his way to the door, his eyes trying to look out through the window where the food was delivered, but his eyes almost jumped out of his pupils, and he couldn't see what was going on in the corridors of his cell.
"Don't look at it, every time an iron door is opened, it means that the previous prisoner has been sent for execution. Jaime was not in good spirits, and said to the little devil in a trance.
Tyrion turned his head, "So does Lynn have to execute people every day in White Harbor? β
"What's the point, if you don't say you're Tyrion, no one would believe that you're a dwarf and the most famous brothel prostitute in the Seven Kingdoms. β
The most famous brothel prostitute in the Seven Kingdoms?, Tyrion was a little proud, as if he had been moved, and scolded and said, "But according to what you said, Lynn has tyrannical rule in the north, and his executioner will find us sooner or later."
"What about your squire Bollon, don't tell me that with your wit you're so willing to be captured. β
Tyrion sat in the haystack and found that many of the ripe beans were at his feet after the plate had been overturned, but they were just sprinkled on the haystack and did not fall on the dirty ground below.
Jaime grew his mouth and watched the stupid brother starve there, "A Lannister has actually become this virtuous character, it really has yours, but you don't seem to be in a hurry at all, you must have arranged a backhand?"
Tyrion wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and smiled, "Dude, it's touching to know that you trust me so much, well, but I'm not as good as you, the Lannister, and I'm not as alive as the bastard of the Starks." Forget it, don't bother to talk about such sad things, Bronn will indeed find a way to get me out, I have already secretly brought out that Miss Stark from King's Landing, Sansa Stark. β
As he spoke, Tyrion picked up a few more beans and looked at the leg of lamb on the edge of Jaime's bed.
Jaime was so angry that he simply picked up the leg of mutton and threw it to Tyrion.
The little devil happily took it, "But first, I have to make sure that Lynn still welcomes the Stark family back to the North, after all, he was only the Earl of Fishing Village Harbor when he made the replacement request on the spot, and now he is the Earl of White Harbor, the guardian of the entire North." β
As he spoke, he tore off a piece of meat from the leg of lamb.
Hearing this, Jaime's eyes suddenly darkened, "Then Lynn will definitely not accept such a deal, that girl can't be exchanged for two Lannisters, not to mention that welcoming back a Stark may make the vassals of the North have other ideas." β
"Wouldn't it be logical if he married that Stark woman?"
Jaime shook his head, his eyes looking through the window at the Gripen Banner with a gold background floating over the Wolf's Den Prison, "You haven't dealt with Lynn, I spent a while in his original territory, Fishing Village Harbor, where the lords have no interest in the Stark family at all, there is only one lord in their eyes, and that is Lynn Rothschild, I believe Lynn thinks the same way, he will not rule the North in the name of the Stark family, and the Gripen Banner has replaced the Icewolf." β
"In addition to the girl, I also brought something to trade. β
"What?"
"The Twin Guards are still under my control, and before they set out, I sent them to the north, three thousand helmets, three thousand sets of chain mail, swords, spears, steel spearheads, maces, battle axes, iron gloves, neck armor, knee pads, cuirass, and the wagons to carry themβ"
Jaime's mouth fell in shock, "Three thousand sets, don't you tell me that you let the Twin Guards strip all their armor and sacrifice it to the North?"
Tyrion shrugged, took the last bite of the leg of lamb, and threw the bone out of the small window.
In the end, the little devil said: "Anyway, my father asked me to rescue you, I did my best, brother, you also understand how hard I tried, but King's Landing did not give me additional conditions, even a duke's false name is stingy as a bargaining chip in exchange for your freedom, these I have prepared enough in exchange for my freedom, and when Lynn lets me go, I will go to Twin Cities to be my city lord, unless Cersei's slut dies in King's Landing, I will not have anything to do with them." β
Jaime crawled back into the corner in despair and thought that it was so ridiculous and funny to pray for the family's rescue for so long.
He climbed onto the low wooden bed, curled up under the thin futon, and peered out through the narrow window of the bed, looking out at the blinding blue sky and the Gripen banner fluttering on a mast in the distance, thinking that if Tyrion really couldn't save himself and left alone, he would no longer be a Lannister.
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