"Dog, don't do it, in front of you is the Prime Minister of the Seven Kingdoms, the Hand of the King. Tyrion said.

The hound looked around: "Who is talking, do you hear me? Someone was calling me a dog just now, what about people?"

The Queen's red cloaks burst into laughter, with Joffrey laughing the loudest.

None of the mercenaries behind Tyrion were smiling, and his four red cloaks and two squires were staring at the hounds with ugly faces.

Tyrion smiled, "Dog, bow your head, I'm here." ”

"Oh!" the hound looked down and saw Tyrion, "it was Lord Tyrion, but unfortunately, I only listened to Her Majesty's orders." INTERVIEWER Prime Minister, I'm sorry. ”

Boom!

The twenty guards beside the prime minister drew their swords together and pointed them at the hounds.

Boom!

The Hound unsheathed his sword, lowered the dog's head mask, and stared at Eddard Stark through the slit in the mask, "Prime Minister, do you just follow us or do you have another choice?" he slid slowly, the tip of his sword pointed at Eddard Stark's chest.

There was a knock at the door, the Prime Minister's door opened, and Jory Kesso rushed out with more than twenty guards, little Bran and Arya were there, Little Bran had a short sword in his hand, Arya had a narrow sword in his hand, and beside her was a proud dance teacher, and in addition, there was a wolf that had grown to the size of an ordinary adult dog: Namelia!

The wolf grinned, his eyes were golden, like two magic beads of light flowing around, his throat let out a low threatening sound, and the red cloaks were in a commotion and retreated.

Joffrey in the crowd turned pale.

He had been kissed by a wolf in the summer of little Bran, and the wolf's teeth were on his throat, and Joffrey still had palpitations, and he was terrified at the sight of the wolf.

Tyrion said, "My dear old lady, call back your dog. You are not a former judge, nor a central minister, nor a king, nor even a white cloak, although you are Your Majesty the Queen, you have no law enforcement power, and you cannot arrest the Prime Minister. ”

Cersei's shrill voice rang out, "Tyrion, are you Lannister or Stark?"

"I'm a Lannister, of course. Tyrion spread his hands, "Even though I'm ugly, everyone knows that even the I pull out smells like Lannister." ”

The mercenaries around Tyrion laughed.

"If you're a Lannister, why don't you help me instead, but instead help Stark. Now the Lannisters are being bullied, little devil!"

Tyrion shrugged his shoulders, "My dear old lady, am I not helping you now? The Prime Minister is appointed by the King, and the Hand of the King represents the authority of the King, and whoever dares to arrest him before being convicted is treason against the country? ”

"He has pleaded guilty to murder. ”

"Save it, it's your precious son Joffrey who told you the truth again?old lady, use your brain......"

"Shut up, I am your Queen, little devil, and now I command you to assist me in capturing Eddard Stark, and those who resist will be killed. The little devil's words that she had no brains completely angered Cersei, and she went berserk.

Tyrion's words also irritated Joffrey in the red cloak, and he shouted, "Dog, don't do it yet?!"

The hound stepped forward with his sword in both hands and slashed out with a sword...... A sword blocked it, but it was smashed away......

Arya whistled, and Nymelia suddenly strung out, biting off the wrist of a red cloak, and a terrified howl rang out......

"Seven Hells, stop it!" Robert's bell-like voice rang out, like the thud of his warhammer striking Prince Rhaeggar's chest armor.

King Robert gets news of the birds and rushes back, accompanied by the captains of the Kingsguard: Barristan Selmy the Fearless, Beros Braun, and Alex Oakhet. Ryssel Lannister, a bartender.

The king strode forward, he was almost a head taller than all those present, majestic and inviolable.

Tyrion, Eddard, Hound Dog, Doron, Jory, the dance teacher Celio, Bran, Arya, and all the guards and mercenaries all knelt on one knee and did not dare to look up.

Queen Cersei stood proudly, indifferent to the angry king, and Joffrey's eyes twinkled too hard to meet his father's eyes.

The king shouted, "Stand down, or I will cut off your heads and stick them in the point of my spear at the gates." ”

Tyrion got up and immediately left with his own men.

The hounds got up, and the red cloaks stood up and quickly left.

The guards of the northern border rose one after another, picked up the bodies of the two brothers, and entered the Prime Minister's Tower, where they were silent before taking their seats.

Little Bran, Arya takes Namelia and the dance teacher Celio back to the Prime Minister's Tower and back to their room.

It seemed that for just a moment, the gate of the Prime Minister's Tower, which was crowded with people, was empty, and there were blood stains everywhere.

The king's chest rose and fell sharply: "Ned, Cersei, Joffrey, follow me." ”

The king strode into the Prime Minister's Tower and went straight to the Prime Minister's Hall.

Eddard, Cersei, Joffrey, three white cloaks, and Lancer, the sommelier, followed him.

"Guard the door. The king walked into the Prime Minister's chamber and said to Barristan Selmy, "No one is allowed to enter without my orders." ”

As a result, there are only four people left in the Prime Minister's Hall: the King, the Queen, the Prince, and the Prime Minister.

"Don't talk at all, listen to me alone, don't refute, don't ask, don't ask why?" said Robert.

"As you wish, Your Majesty. Eddard Stark said on one knee.

The queen and prince remained motionless.

"Arise, Ned, now is not the time to speak of these hypocritical etiquette. ”

Ed got up.

"I already know everything that has happened to you, the ins and outs, the roots of the details, all clearly. Joffrey, pack your things at once, and I'll send two Kingsguard and fifty capital garrisons to send you to Winterfell. You are the adopted son of the Stark family in Winterfell, and you must not be mistaken. ”

Joffrey is unbelievable!

His stunned expression, his stiff body, his eyes rolling over Cersei, Robert, and Eddard's faces.

"I don't agree......," Cersei said coldly.

Syllable!

Robert slapped him in the face: "I said you are not allowed to refute, you are not allowed to speak." ”

"I disagree!" Cersei raised her head, the corners of her mouth red and bloodshot.

Joffrey's blue eyes were full of hatred, staring at his father.

Robert approached Cersei and gritted his teeth: "Today's incident was caused by Joffrey's arrogance, he lied to you, Cersei, he needs to be disciplined well, and you are obviously not that person." Cedric was killed in a duel with Jory Kesso, and the wound to his own face was caused by the initiative to challenge Bran Jr. Cersei, who gave you the power, and you dare to let one of your dogs come and catch my prime minister when you only listened to one side of the story? Who gave you the power?

Robert's voice roared like thunder in the Prime Minister's Hall!

"I don't agree!" Cersei reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, "My son is mine!"

The king took two steps back: "Barristan Selmy!"

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"Immediately take Prince Joffrey to Maegot to pack his things, and let Marin Tran and Mandon Moore go to Commander Genos Slint and ask for fifty soldiers, and I will watch Marin Tran and Mandon Moore escort Prince Joffrey out of the city with fifty gold-robed soldiers tonight. ”

"Where are you escorting the prince? ”

"Winterfell!"