"Why do people eat?" said Petyr, with a thoughtful expression.

He wears a linen-colored gown with exquisite workmanship, and his self-created imitation bird family crest is made of sterling silver, which is lifelike. He held the ledger in his arms and looked at the high Iron Throne.

It's already night, and there is no prime minister on the Iron Throne. Now an empty chair.

The huge red candles on the four walls of the throne hall had already been lit, and the fire was bright and warm.

On either side of the passage leading directly to the Iron Throne and the door to the throne hall, every few feet, there is a copper basin with a bright flame. The brass basin rested on an iron man-high shelf, and the middle passage of the throne hall was illuminated as bright as day.

A glutinous rice cake-like voice was soft: "Lord Petyr, people eat naturally because they are hungry. ”

The eunuch Varys's forehead shone with a faint metallic sheen in the firelight, his hands still habitually caged in his sleeves, and his chubby face was filled with harmless smiles of humans and animals.

Petyr's gaze moved away from the Iron Throne and landed on the face of the eunuch in front of him: "Will made two strategies in the throne hall today, and the first strategy was effective in half a day. When it was time to give advice, he deliberately walked up the steps of the Iron Throne to report to the Prime Minister alone, so that the courtiers of the Seven Kingdoms remembered his name of Will. So, what is his motive?"

"I'm hungry. Varys laughed.

"He was hungry and ran to King's Landing to find food, which was absolutely impossible. ”

"Why can't anything? Varys whispered.

"He's a man in black. Petyr reminded Varys of this.

"I am the thief king and eunuch of the free trade city-state on the other side of the Narrow Sea, and now the head of intelligence of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, and a major minister of the court; Your words can bankrupt the rich and make the beggars rich. Since a thief can be a powerful minister, and Hanzi can become a rich man, why can't Will, the man in black, come to King's Landing to eat?"

"Are you sure?" Petyr's eyes flickered.

"Nope!"

"The people and things of the Seven Kingdoms, there are still people who can hide from the eight-clawed spider. ”

"Yes. ”

"A man without a plot will never shout at me in the throne hall, nor will he whisper to you in front of the courtiers of the Seven Kingdoms. Acting coyly, pretending to be profound, and looking like a clown moon boy-like performance, there must be a motive in it, otherwise, it would be good for him to say his own suggestions directly. Petyr laughed.

"Yes, Lord Will's performance today is indeed redundant every time. But his many actions and deeds have impressed me and you, the scholars of Paischer, the nobles and knights and ladies of the court, and the prime minister, all of whom have made a deep impression on him. I'm willing to bet Fellow Paischer will never forget Will's face for the rest of his life. Varys laughed.

"If I had to guess, Will's real target would have to be Eddard Stark. ”

"Oh, why do you say that. ”

"The Night's Watch and the North, both in the North. Will wants to get a favor from Eddard Stark. His advice and trickery only deepened Eddard Stark's impression. Eddard Stark might just eat this. ”

Varys chuckled, "So, what does he want from Eddard Stark? ”

"I don't know, but Eddard Stark must have been impressed with him and impressed by his abilities. I'll make a small bet with you, Ten Golden Dragons, whatever Will asks Eddard Stark for in King's Landing, Lord Eddard will give it to him. Petyr laughed. He had no doubts about his judgment.

Varys nodded, "What do you think of Eddard Stark's rejection of my and yours' proposal at the Imperial Council this afternoon? ”

Petyr chuckled, "Don't put on a show in front of me, I don't know what Fellow Paischer thinks, but I know that the trick that Stark came up with at the afternoon meeting must have come from Will." ”

"Oh?"

Petyr leaned closer to Varys and lowered his voice, "At noon, my men saw Will give Stark a scroll. ”

"Well, my people saw it too. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Will offered to collect the city tax, and he calculated that I would be interested, and I was very interested, and I went back at noon and began to plan. A self-deprecating smile appeared on Petyr's shrewd face.

"So did I, and when I got back, I gathered my little bird, and set out to begin the clever plan that Will had convinced me. Varys smiled wryly.

The plan of the two of them was directly rejected by Prime Minister Eddard Stark when they met in the afternoon, because Eddard Stark came up with a plan that was simpler and more effective than theirs, and the whole city had already begun to implement it in the afternoon.

The problem of thieves and robbers from the Seven Kingdoms flocking to King's Landing is solved.

"I'm glad Will wasn't my enemy. Petyr laughed. The smile is elegant and charming.

"I'm glad he's not King's Landing, and I'm even happier that he's dressed in black. He's going to leave King's Landing and go back to the Great Wall of Desperation after the jousting tournament, and I'm really looking forward to that day. ”

Petyr smiled narrowly: "The eight-clawed spider also has someone to fear?"

"If Eddard Stark's plan was indeed what Will told him, I would be afraid of such a person. He made it clear that there was a really good way, but he told us another way, and then told Stark to do better, let Stark defeat us, he was so clever that I really hope he will live a long life. ”

"Yes, may the seven gods bless him. Petyr bowed politely, "Goodbye, Lord Varys. ”

Varys nodded, watching Petyr leave.

Varys has his own hut within the Red Keep, as does Petyr. But Petyr ran two-thirds of the brothels in King's Landing, and hundreds of mid-range and high-end brothels brought him a steady stream of gold dragon coins every day, and he had to go back to the brothel every night to look at his account books, and after he was busy with the account books, Petyr naturally rested in the brothel.

Petyr walked out of the Red Fort, through the cobblestone square, and into Hook Lane.

The hook alley is narrow and quiet.

This morning, after the lord knights of the whole city moved out of King's Landing with their attendants, free riders, and hired riders to settle in the martial arts arena outside the city, the entire King's Landing was suddenly quiet from the commotion.

Petyr was in a good mood, and he was almost at the mouth of the hook alley, but he suddenly stopped, and the cold hairs all over his body stood on end. In front of him, a large black bear-like man leaned against the wall, and although the big man had done nothing, and his right hand was still wrapped in a white bandage, Petyr knew that there was a fierce beast standing there.

He turned around and walked briskly. The alley is narrow, and the houses on both sides are tall, but it is close to the Red Fort, and the light of the torches lit on both sides of the road is enough. Just walk out of the Hook Alley and shout, and the guards on the walls of the Red Keep will hear you.

However, Petyr suddenly pinned himself to the spot and stopped his hurried steps.

In front of him, there was a silent person, a short bald head, his hands were very long, he could touch the ground when he was standing, and the palms of his hands were surprisingly large, at least twice as large as a normal person.

"Lord Petyr, my lord invites you to have a drink. The little bald head of the giant hand said with a grin, revealing two rows of white canine teeth.

This is a creature even more cruel than the beast.

Petyr suddenly felt the bitter cold of the north, and his whole body felt like falling into an ice cellar. The fingertips of his hands and feet tingled faintly, and the intestines in his stomach began to knot, one by one, which made him very uncomfortable.