"Will, do you have any good proposals? Eddard Stark said mildly, "If you want to talk to me alone, that's fine. ”

Eddard Stark's affinity in dealing with government affairs is rare, and his style is like the frozen ground of the North: cold and harsh, businesslike and merciless. Anyone can see his affinity for Will.

Will Zhengse said: "Prime Minister, this matter, I told you that it may not be useful. This requires the expertise of Lord Petyr and the unique skills of Lord Varys. ”

"Oh!" said Eddard Stark, in a deep voice, "how?"

"As a first step, Mr. Petyr needs to formulate an entry tax that will satisfy everyone, and I think the Prime Minister may be disgusted by this. Will said.

Entrance tax?

Petyr's eyes lit up.

He was a guy who had come up with countless ways to raise taxes, and when he heard that he was going to set up a name to collect taxes, it was like a hungry cat seeing a fat mouse, and he was immediately interested.

To collect the people's entry tax, he can immediately devise a variety of methods.

Moreover, it will be a large amount of unprofitable income. And it's a long-term way to earn.

The national treasury is empty, and the Lannister family owes millions of gold dragons!

The common people who entered the city had a variety of identities, some were relatives, some were doing business, and some were here to watch the grand occasion of the martial arts competition. Those who are well-dressed can be taxed more, and they don't care about one or two more coppers anyway.

It's just that this entry tax will definitely be scolded to death by the people.

Moreover, does this entry tax have anything to do with curbing the large number of thieves who have wandered into King's Landing?

Eddard Stark and the courtiers didn't understand.

Varys, Paischer, and Littlefinger didn't understand either.

Varys was bald, smiling, and cross-legged, listening with relish. Paiselle's hands trembled slightly from time to time, and he looked like he was old and dizzy.

"The revenue city tax can only block the ordinary people from entering the city and increase their burden, how can they catch the thieves from the Seven Kingdoms? The thieves and thieves will not care about the entry tax when they gather in King's Landing City while the Seven Kingdoms Tournament is coming. Eddard Stark muttered.

"yes, so the second step is really key. Will said, "This second step, for the sake of secrecy, I would like to say it to Lord Varys alone, but if he doesn't want to, I can tell the Prime Minister." ”

Swish!

All eyes were on Varys.

Varys smiled, "Yes, Lord Will, I'd like to hear your opinion!"

Will smiled slightly, and the two of them walked under the throne in full view, Will whispered in Varys's ear, but Varys's eyes were looking at Eddard Stark on the throne, although he smiled, it was as if he was not listening to Will.

Varys' pride was in his fat and cocked orchid fingers. He didn't need to raise his voice or be angry, he gently and softly threw his arrogance to the man in black.

But as Will whispered, Varys's face began to twist, slowly turning towards Will, a pair of eyes fixed on his face.

The two men looked at each other closely, and for a brief moment, it was as if two knives had tried their edge.

After Will's words, he bowed slightly, retreated into the group of knights, and stood against the tapestry on the wall.

Varys, however, stood under the throne for a moment, slowly regaining his usual sweet smile.

Eddard Stark said, "Lord Varys, is Will's plan viable?"

Varys nodded: "Prime Minister, I'm afraid there is no better plan than his. ”

Master Paisher was visibly stunned, then coughed lightly, lowered his head, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a bachelor's handkerchief.

Petyr Berish's eyes flickered, and he tilted his head slightly at Will, smiling friendly and elegant.

The hearts of the many courtiers in the throne hall were shaken, and their eyes fell on Will again. The nobles, knights, and ladies all began to look at this man in black differently.

Whatever the reason for the man in black to wear black, at least, he is an extremely intelligent man, full of clever wisdom and cunning.

It is really embarrassing that such a talent is wasted on the Great Wall of Desperation.

Eddard Stark said, "Will...... My lord. He finally used the honorific on the Iron Throne as Prime Minister, "Is there no way not to collect the city's taxes?"

"Your Excellency, my method has already been said, and it is up to the Imperial Council to discuss and decide what to do, or not to do it, and Will is just providing immature advice. Will is only willing to tell Lord Varys that it will not be made public, firstly, for the sake of secrecy, and secondly, this plan is inseparable from Lord Varys's professional skills. ”

What other professional skills do the intelligence director have, but it's just eyeliner all over the city. Eddard Stark mused. It was only after the Imperial Council that he realized how wrong he was.

Stark said, "Alright, Scatter the Dynasty, and have a pre-imperial meeting in the afternoon to discuss how to deal with the burglars and thieves in the city. He stood up and realized that his body was stiff.

The seats of the Iron Throne are all sharpened iron swords, cold and hard, and they are the most uncomfortable seats in the world, and there is no one. The Iron Throne, also according to tradition, is not covered with any upholstery.

Will stood at the gate of the throne, and Eddard Stark saw him as soon as he came out.

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister. Will said.

"Lord Will. Eddard Stark said politely, "Why don't we go to dinner together, Arya also talked about his friend Will in black." ”

"Nope. Will said.

Eddard Stark's words were slightly taken by surprise, and he could see that Will was waiting for him and might have something to say. Everyone was from the North, and the fulfillment of Will's oracle fragment saved Bran's life.

The two men walked side by side down the stairs of the throne hall and turned left towards the Prime Minister's Tower.

"Your Excellency, Jon Snow has a letter for you. Will looked around and said. Varys and Littlefinger were long gone, and Paiselle's words trembled behind him, far away.

"Believe me. Stark said.

Will placed a small sealed wax scroll in Eddard Stark's hand, and his eyes swept around to see the weeding officer not far away, the two patrol soldiers in the garden, the northern guards not far behind, the golden-robed guards on the drawbridge in Megar Tower, a pruning forester at the edge of the grove, and a garden maid...... In addition to the northern guards, among the others, there must be the Queen, Littlefinger, and Varys's eyeliner.

"My lord, after lunch, I want to go to the dungeon to select the manpower first, and I will apply for the Prime Minister's decree. Will said.

"Oh, I thought you'd have to wait until after the tournament to go to the dungeon to pick and choose. ”

"Let's go check it out. ”

"Well, I'll give you an order, it's convenient for you to do it. ”

"Thank you, sir. ”

Eddard Stark put Jon Snow's letter in his pocket, took out a pen and paper, and handwrote a Prime Minister's note, with a pre-stamped Prime Minister's order in the lower right corner of the note.

"Thank you, sir. Will took the order and put it in his pocket.

In the black prison of death row on the third level of the dungeon, Jaqun Hegar, the Faceless of Braavos, although he has great powers, has nothing to do, and his life hangs in his hands.

According to the plan, Will was going to meet him for a while.