On the morning of the Dragon Queen's attack on Dragonstone Island, the King's Landing was also covered in icy rain, casting a cruel shade of gray over the city filled with refugees and trash.
Red Keep, Council Hall.
The fireplace was blazing, and the meeting room covered in an exquisite Myrish carpet was heated.
Under the chandelier full of lit candles, there was a purple wooden meeting table.
At the head of the table sat the little fat king with misty eyes. On his left was the Virgin Queen, Margaery Tyrell, wearing a light yellow dress, fluffy hair, and a thin golden crown.
Sitting opposite the little rose was Grand Scholar Pycelle. Beside the Grand Scholar was the Treasury Manager, Harris Swyver, and White Knight, Burrows Braun.
Three doddering old men.
Including the king and queen, there were only five people. It could be called the most shabby Imperial Conference in history.
In fact, Sir Burrows, who had entered the palace twice, was pulled in to make up the numbers.
He was not the captain of the Kingsguard, nor was he as famous as Barristan, so he was not qualified to participate in the Imperial Conference.
However, as the Minister of Justice, one of the seven Ministers of the Council, had always been vacant, and the Capital Garrison was directly under the Minister of Justice, the Council needed someone to manage the Gold Robe.
Burrows, who was loyal to Lannister, came. He took on part of the duties of the Minister of Justice.
Well, he only acted as the mouthpiece between the Gold Robe and the Imperial Conference. He did not directly manage the Capital Garrison.
At this moment, the White Knight, whose cheeks were as flabby as an eggplant, was dryly reporting the news he received from the Gold Robe this morning.
"Last night, at least two hundred people froze to death. The sparrows carried the corpses and circled around Steel Street before carrying them out of the Lion Gate."
Sir Burrows stroked the ridiculously short beard on his bald head, yawned, and said listlessly:
"Why carry them out? King's Landing is short of food now. Why don't the sparrows send the meat to the flea nest? Maybe the brown soup today will be more delicious! "
"Hahaha …" As if the bald old man had said something witty, the few gentlemen in the meeting room laughed.
Even the "kind-hearted" Queen of Virginity covered her mouth with her hand, and her beautiful big eyes curved into two beautiful crescent moons.
"Is the brown soup delicious? Can I have brown soup for lunch? I'm a little hungry … "Fat King Toman licked his lips in a daze and looked at his wife with a longing expression.
"Quack —" The laughter suddenly stopped. The gentleman and the queen looked uncomfortable, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
Toman was even more confused.
"Cough, cough, sparrows eat brown soup, but they don't eat sparrows. The people who froze to death were all refugees from Hejian County, they were all sparrows.
The sparrows carried them to pray and sent them out of the city for burial. "Sir Baylos rubbed his flat nose and broke the silence.
"It seems that the Great Sparrow has borrowed a lot of gold royals from the Braavosi." Grand Scholar Pycelle's eyes flashed. "He has money, food, and countless beggar army. Maybe we should pull him into the Imperial Conference."
Harris seemed to have heard the most ridiculous thing in the world. He shook his head and said, "Didn't you hear what the people outside said? The crownless king, the big sparrow!
Everyone called him the real King of King's Landing!
Invite him into the Imperial Conference, and the next moment, there will be poor people with axes rushing into the Red Castle with the Great Sparrow.
Just like how they forced the archbishop to elect the Great Sparrow as archbishop, they put a blade on our necks and asked us to kneel and welcome the Great Sparrow to the Iron Throne.
Then, we nobles will all be like Archbishop Renard, scrubbing the floor of the Red Castle with soap every day in exchange for a piece of black bread that is harder than stone and coarser than sand. "
"The Red Castle is not the Great Cathedral of Baylor. It is protected by elite armored knights, how can the beggar army rush in?
If the Great Sparrow joins the Imperial Conference, there will be a conflict with the witch.
Let the beggar army deal with the Mystic Dragon, and then the Mystic Dragon will burn the sparrow … "
Speaking of this, Pycelle couldn't help but chuckle proudly. "She has already burned the City of Learning that has served the Seven Kingdoms selflessly for thousands of years. She has become a villain who violates the rights of guests, and she will repeat the old path of her ancestors and burn the church's armed forces …"
"Hehehe …" Pycelle laughed like a little hen.
Harris's eyes lit up and said excitedly, "Burning the City of Learning is the Mad King the Second, violating the rights of guests is Frey the Second, and killing the priests is' Meg the Cruel 'the Second. Mad King + Wade Frey + Meg the Cruel, what does that mean?"
"Hiss!" Little Rose gasped and exclaimed, "The combination of the three of the Westeros is so terrifying!"
"So terrifying …" Toman's round face was pale.
White Knight Baylos's soft cheeks flashed with a hint of helplessness and broke the happy dreams of the gentlemen. He said, "You might not know this, but the Great Sparrow doesn't dislike the Dragon Queen that much.
In fact, after the news of the Dragon Queen came, his attitude towards the Empress Dowager was even more … "
"Mother, sob sob sob …" Hearing someone mention his mother, Toman couldn't help but cry. "Hurry up and bring my mother back, Cabourn said that she doesn't have enough to eat in the Holy Cathedral."
"Cabourn, that bastard …" Anger flashed across Pycelle's old face.
Then, he kindly comforted the king, "Your Majesty, don't worry, the Empress Dowager is not suffering. She is only fasting with the help of the Great Sparrow.
She eats and drinks less, wears linen clothes, and prays devoutly. She is now in a state of enlightenment … Hmm, just like Saint Bayle back then, she can listen to the teachings of the Seven Gods. "
"Really?" Toman stopped crying and looked at his "first" wife with red eyes.
"Really, have you forgotten? I have fasted before, but I have never been so close to the Seven Gods like that moment. My heart is filled with joy, happiness, and satisfaction …
If it wasn't for you (the Iron Throne), I wouldn't even want to go back to the Red Keep! (I would have fled back to my old home in Highcourt) "
Little Rose squeezed out an ugly smile as if she was trying to squeeze out a pustule.
Not wanting King Toman to ask Cersei any more questions, Pycelle gave White Knight Baylos a subtle look.
So, the weak Kingsguard continued, "I don't know why, but the Great Sparrow seems to have expectations for the Witch. At least, he is waiting for the best offer and is not in a hurry to choose a side.
Unless we give him a greater benefit, or the Witch does something blasphemous against the Seven Gods, he will not side with the Iron Throne.
After all, he is not stupid, and he treated … Ahem, he has already fasted for the queen and the Empress Dowager. "
"Can we trick the Great Sparrow into the Red Keep so that we can help him with his fasting as well?" Little Rose gritted her teeth and said softly.
"I'm afraid that the King's Landing will riot." The Grand Scholar frowned.
"It's okay …" Little Rose smiled gently, like a spring breeze blowing across a lake, warming the hearts of the gentlemen.
"Highcourt can send another batch of food over. I will endure the filth and stench, and personally bring enough bread and cheese for a week for everyone who might riot. After a week, who will remember the Great Sparrow? "She smiled sweetly.
Just like what you did before?
The people of King's Landing are almost calling you 'Saint Margaery'. Such a good reputation is too obvious in contrast to Lannister's reputation.
Everyone loves Margaery, and everyone scolds the Empress Dowager for being incestuous. No wonder Cersei is trying to drag you down with her.
Pycelle looked deeply at the sweet queen and shook his head. "I have sent a messenger crow to Sir Kevon and invited him to King's Landing to preside over the situation.
As for dealing with the Great Sparrow, let's wait for the new Hand of the King to bring back the Empress Dowager and discuss it with the Imperial Council. "
Although he was very dissatisfied with Cersei, he would never change his loyalty to Lannister. He could not watch Tyrell surpass Lannister in reputation, let alone allow Tyrell to replace Lannister.
"Actually, you are all wrong," White Knight Baylos interrupted. "The Great Sparrow is far more cautious than you think. Since he came to King's Landing, he has almost never left the Great Cathedral.
In front of the Great Sage Hall, there were thousands of beggar soldiers and hundreds of Sons of War who were armed and armed. Before his safety is guaranteed, he will not enter the Red Keep alone. "
Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something.
"I almost forgot. Because the weather is getting cold, the Great Sparrow told me that the Church needs the right to cut firewood in the Kingswood.
As a matter of fact, he had only informed Humphrey, and had arranged for the sparrows to chop wood in the woods early in the morning. "
"What?" Pycelle, Queen Margaery, and Sir Harris all paled at the same time.
The Grand Scholar was furious. "The Kingswood is the King's private hunting area. Every deer and every piece of wood belongs to the King. This is a tradition that even the Seven Gods cannot violate. How dare the Church risk universal condemnation?!"
They were really angry. Detaining the Queen and the Queen Dowager, and using their misconduct as a reason to go against the teachings of the Seven Gods, it was Cersei who took the lead and arranged for her adulterer to seduce her daughter-in-law. She even asked him to pretend to be her daughter-in-law's adulterer and go to the archbishop to complain about her daughter-in-law. (Tommen …)
But taking possession of the King's property was very different. Today, they could cut down the King's forest in the name of the Seven Gods. Tomorrow, they could touch the King's treasury (although it was empty.)
The day after tomorrow, they could confiscate the King's fief and occupy the Red Keep.
In fact, the forest, the fief, the castle, the treasury, and the people together made up the title of nobility. It was an inviolable right for the Lord.
This was also a sacred agreement between the Church of the Seven Gods and the nobles.
Now, the Great Sparrow was a little arrogant.
Well, the Great Sparrow was not arrogant. He had his reasons.
"Uh, the Great Sparrow has a letter of authorization from the Queen Dowager Cersei. The Queen Dowager has agreed." The White Knight mumbled.
The Gentleman and the Queen were silent.
Cersei was the Queen Dowager Regent. The Royal Forest belonged to her family. Of course, she had the right to give her things to others.
"The Great Sparrow has crossed the line." After a long time, a cold light flashed in Pycelle's old eyes, and he said faintly.
Although there was no such thing as holding the Emperor to order his vassals in this world, they were all big players in the game of power. How could they not understand the meaning of this matter?
Harris pulled his collar and turned to the window on the east side of the sea. He muttered, "It's almost noon. I wonder how the battle on Dragonstone Island is going. The waiting time is really worrying!"
Well, the main topic of today's meeting was actually Dragonstone Island and the Dragon Queen.
The few of them had been chatting for a long time just to find a topic to pass the time.
"Puff, puff, puff …" As they were talking, a big black crow flew through the rain and past the window, flying towards the Crow's Nest Tower.
"It's coming. It flew back from the sea. It must be from Dragonstone Island." Pycelle was excited. He stood up and walked towards the door. As he walked, he said, "Everyone, please wait for a moment. I will go to the Crow's Nest to get the letter."
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