Egger felt that the underwear on his back was slightly wet and sticky, and it was obvious that a little cold sweat was oozing.

As the initiator, he suddenly saw this note again after many years, and he was not just "groaning" in his heart, it was simply a "bang" - he had been cultivating for many years, and his heart was already much more stable and stronger, and he was also a little nervous.

What he is afraid of is not the person Littlefinger, but the chaos caused by the truth of the note incident after the truth is revealed to the world.

Contrary to the beginning of the year, when Zhijun was temporarily poor and white, and urgently needed some strange tricks that could punch and kill the master to disrupt the plot, at the moment, he has a big family and a strong army - in the case of the advantage of hard power, Egger's mentality has naturally undergone subtle changes. The description can be summed up: he has now changed from barefoot to shoe-wearing, and is no longer as fearless as he was back then, and what he is most worried about, or least needed, is chaos and accidents.

The queen's camp is already mixed, and if there is another problem with his small alliance with Petyr at this juncture, then a series of plans for his ambitious southern expedition may be postponed indefinitely, or even stillborn.

After taking a deep breath to suppress his thoughts, Iger realized that he had most likely overdone it.

He was very careful when he did this: he used the ordinary parchment that had been popular in the world of ice and fire before he crossed over, and he was careful to write the content casually, so as not to use it to lock up the suspect...... From the time the idea was generated, the plan was completed, and the implementation was completed, the entire operation was done by himself from beginning to end, and no one intervened to help—unless a character like the Green Prophet traced it back through extraordinary abilities, the truth would only be known to God and me, and even "you" did not exist, and Littlefinger had no reason to connect the matter to himself.

What's more, if a character like Petyr suspects that others are using tricks against him, how can he not secretly plot to try to retaliate with a-for-tat, but confront him face to face?

In the inner world, he experienced a process from "being frightened" to "calming down", but in the real world...... He just stared at the note for a few seconds before looking up with a frown—looking at Littlefinger with a puzzled and inquiring gaze.

"My lord, this ...... What do you mean?"

While pretending to be innocent, he had already secretly made up his mind in his stomach: if the Green Prophet was really involved in this matter, or if Littlefinger had the intention of doubting him, even if there was only the slightest sign, he would have to slaughter them even if he fought to the death. A restless transcendent, a calculating power master, these two people are watching behind their backs and even making trouble, Iger really can't imagine anything more numb.

......

"With all my might, I couldn't find a single clue as to who wrote this note. The first half of Littlefinger's words made Egg's heart rise again, but the second half of the sentence immediately relieved him, "However, I dare not judge whether this note appeared for the first time in Varys's handwriting, but it reappeared in Winterfell at this moment, and your land-giving army, my lord, is definitely his doing!"

"Appearing in Winterfell?" Egger raised his eyebrows, didn't Littlefinger treasure it himself?

"It's a sinister move, one is to disrupt my emotions and train of thought through the gossip of the people around me, it's a reminder of what I've done to her sister, a barrier between me, the 'bad guy', and the Starks, and third, hopefully to ruin the relationship and cooperation between you and me. Petyr spoke as if he were not the subject of the scandal, "It was a good move, but he overlooked one point: I was expelled from Westeros and spent several years in Slaver's Bay, and my mental quality was no longer what it used to be. And you, Your Excellency Commander-in-Chief, are not some pedantic and rigid person. ”

At this point, he paused and glanced at Egger deeply, as if to confirm whether his last words were correct: "Although this note is undoubtedly forged, most of its contents are true, and I do have an affair with Lyza Tully, and I have indeed secretly given her some poison...... I have no intention of defending the disgraceful follies I did when I was young for the so-called 'love'. It did embarrass me, but it wasn't strong enough to make me unable to do anything next, on the contrary, on the plus side, doesn't it just prove that my opponent is panicking?"

Littlefinger's eyes shimmered slightly in the dim night with the flames of oil lamps: "Because we risked releasing Robb Stark...... Let the Guardian of the North's plan to win over the Northland princes for us hit Varys's soft underbelly, both accurately and ruthlessly disintegrated his offensive, so that he suddenly made it difficult to beat us off guard, and the first hand advantage was wiped out, and he would be unwilling, in order to drag us down, and throw out all the good and bad cards in his hand, not to defeat us, but to make us rush to deal with it, so as to expose more flaws!"

Iger nodded again and again, not to mention that this analysis does have some truth, even if it is nonsense, where does he have the heart to refute it at this time.

"The best way to deal with it is very simple, which is to hold our ground, stay unaffected and continue to do what we have to do. "Of course, with Varys' scheming, the reappearance of this note is only the beginning, and he will inevitably have follow-up measures to continue to obstruct, interfere with, and even try to harm and destroy you and me." Therefore, my suggestion is that in the next period of time, the two of us should be vigilant in all aspects such as food, shelter, and transportation...... In addition, someone must stand up to the front to prevent the eunuch's tricks to ensure that other work can be carried out smoothly. ”

"Your Excellency, just give me orders. Iger was unusually blunt.

"The situation is this: we want to do the right thing, and the opponent wants to stop it. 'Bad things' are much simpler than 'doing things', and in this respect, we are at a natural disadvantage, so we are now giving up for the other side's weakness - doesn't he have a lot of time to think about how to fix us, and we will treat him the way he is, and find something for him to do. Petyr's eyes narrowed, "I have been a courtier with Varys for nearly ten years, and have served two kings together, so I am definitely more familiar with his tricks than you...... So, I'll be in charge of standing at the front and fighting back, and you, in addition to continuing to keep an eye on the response of the princes in the north, it's best to track down who spread the note this time when you have time, and it would be great if you can find out one or two eunuchs' minions. ”

"No problem...... But it's not ......."

"Isn't it all on me, you don't have many tasks?" Littlefinger smiled and shook his head, "No, although your work is clear and simple, it is more important. And, in fact, I do need a little more help from the Commander-in-Chief, who has hundreds of Unsullied in Winterfell, but they are absolutely loyal to His Majesty alone. As the Hand of the Queen, I can send them to a certain extent, but I cannot order them to keep it secret for me or help me deal with the Queen's intelligence chief. So, I'd like to borrow a small team of reliable and strict-mouthed people from the Commander-in-Chief to help me out...... Something that can't be told the queen to know. ”

I see, Varys stabbed Petyr in the back, and now the latter is going to return the color. This pair of belly black and high players compete with each other, and in the world of power schemes, it can definitely be regarded as a fight between immortals, if you can witness or even learn a trick and a half, you will definitely benefit a lot.

"Okay, I'll go back and pick the right man, and let the leader come to you at midnight. ”

"There's no need to be in such a hurry, let's have breakfast tomorrow. Petyr waved his hand, thought about it again, and seemed to have nothing to discuss for the time being, "Okay, after talking for a long time, my mouth is dry, and if I stand any longer, I'm afraid that I will be targeted by Varys's little bird, so let's disperse - Lord Commander-in-Chief, be careful." ”

"I will, and so will you, Prime Minister. ”

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