"I didn't see you on the way from the north, so I guess you're from the south, right?" said the young singer, taking a sip of his wine. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Yes, I'm coming from that direction. Zhao Mai kept his head down when he answered, staring at his plate. If you are a person with a good eye, I am afraid that you should know that you are not popular, and you will consciously get up and leave. But this young man named Marion was clearly a reckless man.

"I'm going there!" said the singer, but his tone was good, but his ability to arrange the music was too flattering. "At the first martial arts conference, the nobles and lords gathered, and the knights fought for their dreams and love, but they didn't know that the lover in their dreams was more lonely and needed to be comforted. Oh, comfort ......"

"I wish you success. Bronn raised his glass on the table, but tapped his foot at Marion's crotch under the table. The singer's voice was immediately abducted, and there was a "quack" call. The mustachioed mercenary smirked, "But you want to be a suitor for people who don't mind chopping off some kind of part of your body." ”

"Yes, I also advise you not to take risks. Mixing with aristocratic women doesn't end well. Zhao Mai's mind was thinking about the final fate of Marian. He became the "guest of the curtain" of Lysa Arryn, the widow of the guardian of the East, but was eventually framed and killed by Littlefinger. Of course, the plot recorded in a novel is not the same as a TV series. The old man said that important nodes are protected, but there will be a lot of changes in between, so anything can happen. But no matter how much it changes, with his current blindless energy, this guy will not end well.

Zhao Mai's words fell into Sir Rodric's ears, so Zhao Mai was glared at by him twice. Damn, Zhao Mai is definitely not deliberately pulling hatred, the aristocratic woman is just a general reference, not specifically Mrs. Caitlin. Rodric is the Stark's most loyal ally and one of Caitlin's children's mentors. But his protector's mind is too heavy, is he a little paranoid? Or is it paranoia about being killed?

After being hit in the crotch, Marian's face was contorted and she almost fell off her chair. Boron shook his head and said, "Boy, if it's when I'm a woman, I like to listen to music and add some fun, but I don't want to spoil my appetite when I'm eating." If you keep your mouth shut, you can still have a good meal. ”

Marian snorted coldly and glanced at Zhao Mai, as if she hated him together. The poet stood up, straightened his back, and whispered, "Vulgar!" and walked over to the table of Lady Caitlyn and Sir Rodrick. I have to say that when it comes to finding trouble, Marian is indeed very talented.

Let the poor Duchess deal with the troublemaker in front of her, and just keep an eye on it. Zhao Mai picked up the wine glass and touched it lightly with Bolon, and then continued to lower his head to destroy the food in front of him. I have to say that the craftsmanship of the proprietress Martha is still good, whether it is fish or potatoes, it is cooked just right, and the taste of the mixture is fascinating.

"What a good majestic dog. There was a faint sound of a word outside the door, followed by the sound of a kicking on the door. "The owner...... Mother," came an attendant's voice from the door, "Find someone to feed us the horses, and our Lord Lannister wants a room and a hot bath." It's damn weather. ”

Martha looked around, and the person who spoke was dressed in dark red, with the lion of the Lannisters on the placket of the placket, and it seemed that he must be a servant of their family. Behind him, a short, ugly-looking man looked at the inn with heterochromatic eyes, his crooked nose as impressive as his crooked legs. His clothes are luxurious and comfortable, and at first glance you know that they are tailor-made products. A golden lion head ring is placed on the index finger of his right hand, symbolizing his status as either rich or noble.

There was another servant behind the dwarf, who had a runny nose and trembled in his cloak in the warm weather. The other man was an old man, wearing a black cloak peculiar to the night watchman, and he exuded a cold feeling, no wonder a servant could catch a cold! The proprietress chewed tobacco and grinned with her teeth: "My lord, I'm sorry, but this place is full." ”

The little man smiled, probably the kindest smile he had ever made, but the ugly face always gave this smile a hint of horror. "My men sleep in the stables. You can also tell that I don't need much space, so a small room would be nice!"

Martha finally saw the lion's head ring, and finally connected the short man in front of her to the rumors. This dwarf must be the Lannisters, Lord Tywin's second son, Tyrion Lannister, known as the "Little Devil". He is said to be cruel and murderous, and likes to sawn off something from people taller than him, mostly legs, and a small part of his nose or fingers. Duke Tywin's influence did not extend to this area, but "the Lannisters have debts to pay", sometimes referring to more than just arrears. She didn't dare to offend the little devil, so she had an anxious look on her face: "My lord, there is really no way, it's all because of Prime Minister Raushzi's martial arts conference, there are so many people coming and going, oh ......"

Tyrion decided to take matters into his own hands, using the usual methods of the Lannisters, naturally. The Lion family is home to the largest gold mine in Westeros, and their family's wealth is well known. As the saying goes: Duke Tywin even poops for gold. They like to solve problems with money first, and if that doesn't work, the Lannisters have a strong army to drive them to. So Tyrion took a coin from his pocket and tossed it in the air, so that the golden light was clearly reflected. He repeated the action as he walked towards the hotel.

Boron raised his eyebrows, and was the first to stand up: "My lord, if you don't dislike it, you will use my room at once." ”

"What a smart fellow," Tyrion tossed the gold coin towards him, only to be grabbed by Zhao Mai halfway through. Bronn asked with a smile on his face, "Why is that?" but his other hand crept behind his waist, where he hid a short blade.

Zhao Mai didn't mean to cause trouble, but felt the fate coin. The one that Tyrion tossed over happened to be the Gold of Destiny. "This is the Lannisters' money, and it's very memorable." I'll exchange two gold coins with you. ”

With that, he pulled out two gold coins from Gralion, which were larger than Lannister's gold coins and about the same color. Bronn picked up the gold coin, looked at it, bit it with his teeth, and put it in his pocket. "I've taken advantage of it again, today is really my lucky day!" he let go of his hand from the hilt of his knife and sat down as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, I didn't expect anyone to like my Lannisters so much, maybe I should talk to you and dispel your strange thoughts. Tyrion was not a fool, and when he threw the gold coin just now, the young man who was eating with his head down did not look up, but reached up and grabbed the gold coin. How did he know? This alertness and reaction made him curious.

Zhao Mai snorted twice, but did not answer Tyrion's question. From his peripheral vision, he could clearly see the anger in Catelyn's eyes. It didn't take psychic powers for him to read the woman's thoughts: in her opinion, the mastermind who sent the Assassin to assassinate her poor son in a comatose bed was the chattering dwarf in front of her.

She wants to avenge her children, but first she has to return to the north to convey her husband's orders regarding martial law and preparing for war. If everything was a conspiracy of the Lannisters, then the lions were certainly ready, but the northern Icewolves were not. She goes to King's Landing to meet her husband and investigates the murderer of her children, all in secret. Although she would love to stab the little demon to death now, the safety of her family is her top priority.

Lady Caitlyn bowed her head and prayed to the seven gods she believed in, "Don't be seen by him, don't be recognized by him." ”

There are times when God grants people's desires in a mysterious way that is difficult to understand immediately. Tyrion's small size allowed him to see her lowered face. After a moment of confusion, he smiled, "What an unexpected surprise, Mrs. Stark. I'm still sad that I didn't see you in Winterfell!" (To be continued.) )