Formal talks would begin after the banquet, and with no guest etiquette guaranteed, Tyrion refused to talk anything about coming to the North.

Lynn looked at Tyrion in surprise, "As a Lannister, you really believe in guest etiquette, don't tell me about the bloody wedding, your lion family didn't know about it beforehand?"

Tyrion knew that Lynn's reference to the bloody wedding was a reference to Robb Stark's encounter with the vassals of the North in Twin Cities, and he thought that was the right description.

He thought for a moment and shrugged his shoulders and said, "Putting that aside, we Lannisters still have a little bit of self-esteem, don't we?"

Lynn scoffed: "Self-esteem? Arrogant, insatiable, obsessed with power. ”

Tyrion was stunned for a moment, then grinned again, "This seems like my brother James Lannister's evaluation, but on the contrary, my brother is the most arrogant in my family, and my father is the embodiment of greed, and as for my good sister, obsessing with power is as important as breathing." I'm the only one, but I'm an innocent lamb. How about I'm going to bleat you twice?"

Lynn can now be sure that this guy must have been here for Jaime Lannister.

The banquet at the fishing village port was quickly set up and held smoothly.

Tyrion sat on a bench, leaning against his squire Bronn, sipping a glass of wine with a little black dog lazily at his feet.

The last time Tyrion came to the North, he was with King Robert in the halls of Winterfell enjoying a steaming fire, fragrant roasts, and freshly baked bread.

And now.

In the hall of Lord Lynn's mansion, a singer was playing the harp and singing a ballad, and the fire was raging inside, but Tyrion, who was sitting outside the long hall, couldn't hear it clearly, and couldn't feel the warmth.

Behind Tyrion was a flagbearer, the roaring lion banner of the Lannisters in his hand could not flutter in the cold, and the cold breeze blew by, causing the corner of the banner to fall in Tyrion's face on the bench.

The little devil threw the flag back in annoyance, then tightened his cloak to resist the cold, shook his legs and said to Bolon, who was quite complacent: "It's really the wind in the world, Lynn held a banquet, but left the guests outside the banquet hall. ”

Bronn smiled, the strong ale in his hand was to his taste, "Isn't this retribution? The Stark family once entertained you three siblings, but you all joined forces to bring down his family." ”

Boron is a daring squire, unlike any squire.

The little devil glared at him, "Go to the banquet hall and fill more wine and meat, and if there is a charcoal stove, it's best to bring one out for me." ”

Bronn protested dissatisfiedly, "You should be happy, if it weren't for the kingkiller still being locked up in the north, on Judgment Day, you would have been stripped of everything in King's Landing, and if I were you, I wouldn't welcome your brother back, but let Lynn kill him, so that the Lannisters would be left with you as an heir." ”

Bronn patted his ass and left.

The little devil nest fire threw the barbecue on the plate to the ground, and the little black dog lying at his feet finally waited for the opportunity and began to bite.

A dark shadow suddenly enveloped him, and he turned his head to find the tall Cregan approaching him like a steep cliff, the sooky black armor like a stain in the bright sun.

He had lowered the mask from his helmet, which was in the form of a grinning and fierce hound, which was terrifying, but Tyrion thought it was too beautiful compared to Clegane's burnt face.

"What do you think, my lord, you came all the way here, are you planning to let Lynn guard kidnap two Lannister sons at the same time?"

The voice of the hound, Clegane, came from the helmet, and the original grin turned into an empty rumble.

"You defector is hiding here, even though you still call me a lord," replied Tyrion Lannister, "but don't think about going back, or you'll die an ugly death, and you don't have to worry about me, my father would rather have no heir than see me inherit the Lannisters." ”

He looked around the square and asked, "Do you know where my brother is being held?"

"Perhaps, having lunch with the king in the dungeon. ”

"Aha. Tyrion said, "King, is Lynn already king, and the ambitions of this upstart are as never-ending as wildfire." ”

The Hound corrected, "Jaime is in a free walking cell, and the king is not Lynn, but a jiglion who often goes to guard the cell. ”

Tyrion prides himself on being smart, but still finds that his brain suddenly can't do the math, "You call a beast king?"

"It's more like a king than Joffrey, imposing and doesn't run away. ”

The little devil suddenly found it easy to think from someone else's point of view, and quickly agreed, and now he agreed with the hound's comments about his dead former king's nephew.

"Well, in comparison, even a dog is better than that idiot being king, but what is the matter with you coming to me?"

"Oh, Lord Lynn's banquet has just ended, I just think you can go in. ”

Tyrion suddenly got up, nodded at Sandor Cregan with his chest held high, and then lifted his misshapen legs and walked away as fast as he could, scolding the guard Bolon for not coming out to inform him.

The little devil re-enters Lynn's lord's mansion.

A servant waited early at the gate and led him to the place where he spoke to Lynn.

Passing through the antechamber to a large garden, Lynn was seen waiting at an open-air table.

After the two of them sat down, Tyrion said to Lynn, "I know it's cold in the north, and you still pick out the outside to talk about things, I'd rather stay on the ship than here." ”

Lynn said strangely: "This is your mistake, I don't have a low stool at home, and the height of the bench here is appropriate, you don't want me to arrange someone to carry you to the seat, right?"

Tyrion's face turned black to the bottom of the pot.

"That's it, we can go to the brothel to talk about things, I don't want to blow the northwest wind anymore, this makes me lose interest in talking about things, I still remember when you emptied Twin River City, I heard that the brothels of Twin River City have moved to your village port, take me to see it." ”

Lynn looked at the little devil like a fool and said: "Do you know whose territory is here, do you know who has a request for whom, if you don't understand the truth of the guest, you are in a hurry to get together with your brother James, I can send someone to send you over in advance, he is very happy in the north, I heard that he has gained weight recently." ”

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