Author: Leaning on the railing and letting the wind blow

The sun shines brightly like a fire, and there is a row of clouds in the clear sky.

There are still traces of old and new stones between the city walls that have been filled in. The city of King's Landing has not forgotten the flames of war, and the charred soil still tells the story of flames and blood.

Countless people were displaced during the war. They leaned in the shadow of the city wall, suffering from hunger and cold. The autumn nights were freezing.

Although there is a steady stream of supplies being transported from the Reach in the south, the price of food has remained high in King's Landing for a long time. Even so, it can still stabilize the hearts of many people.

The mud street was also very lively at this time.

But no one dared to join in the chaotic excitement, and the group of refugees under the city wall rioted.

At this time, during the shift change of the golden robes, someone saw a child climbing up the city wall, but was pushed off the wall by several golden robes on duty.

When refugees poured into the mud gate, Golden Robe even had no manpower to block it in the organization department.

The streets were in chaos, and people were taking advantage of the chaos to grab things.

The three knights in bright clothes soon became the common target of the refugees, and some wealthy businessmen and blacksmiths around them were also implicated.

The rapid sound of horse hooves shocked everyone.

A heraldic flag with a spear that penetrates the sun can be seen from a distance in the crowd, followed closely by flags such as a purple lemon grove, a vulture catching a baby, a skeleton wearing a golden crown, three black scorpions, etc.

The knights of Dorne came rushing from Aegon's High Hills.

It was neither the Golden Robes nor the Lannister, but the Dornishmen who came to the rescue at the first moment.

When Prince Oberyn led the Dornish people to rush out of the Red Keep, many people were really frightened.

Naturally, the Lannister got the news first.

The little devil Tyrion was enjoying a meal in his tower. He and his newlywed wife were silently eating the mutton on the plate. Suddenly the squire Podrick ran over and told him that the Prince of Dorne was out with a group of knights.

When we arrived at the castle, it looked like he was going to fight.

Gods deserve to die! He cursed in his mind, maybe something happened again in the city.

His first thought was "Is the Dornish and Highgarden fighting again?"

Soon he got the answer to his question. Prince Oberyn of Dorne turned out to be the one who went to rescue Cole.

To be honest, Tyrion also doubted his ears when he heard the news.

Will Red Viper go to save Cole? Are you sure you are not mistaken? When did their relationship become so good?

But Tyrion soon discovered another important point of this news.

Why did you want to save Cole? What happened?

After Tyrion finished understanding the matter in detail, he headed directly towards the Prime Minister's Tower.

He needs to ask something clearly.

After entering the study in the Prime Minister's Tower, Tyrion discovered that his uncle Kevan was also here at this time.

Ser Kevan Lannister had lost a lot of weight during this period of grief.

"Tyrion, we are preparing someone to call you." His uncle said to him.

It seemed that Lord Tywin was far more informed than he was.

"How could there be a rebellion at the Mud Gate?" Tyrion stared at Lord Tywin. This was really strange.

"The Golden Robes killed a refugee child and caused unrest." Uncle Kevan answered him.

Bronn once said to Tyrion that as long as he gave him a few dozen golden robes, he could kill all the refugees under the city wall, so what were the golden robes doing? And Tyrion remembered that he had ordered,

As long as those refugees don't put any random things on the city wall, ignore them.

"So why was Prince Oberyn injured by the arrow?" Tyrion continued to ask.

That's right, according to the news coming from outside, Prince Oberon seemed to have been hit by an arrow in his leg. The guys from the Rose Family should be happy now.

"This is just an accident. No one thought that some of the refugees would have bows and arrows." Lord Tywin said.

It was an accident. I think it was carefully planned. Those arrows were clearly aimed at Cole. Who can you convince with your words, father?

"Although the death of that boy is indeed beneficial to us, how could I let such a thing happen in front of my eyes?" Duke Tywin's eyes were a little angry, "I'm not stupid enough, Tyrion.

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"Varys just sent the news. Stannis seems to be dying. That's why your father has been holding him back for so long." Ser Kevan explained.

Tyrion's eyes looked even weirder, as if he was saying to Tywin, is it really not you who is taking action?

"You shouldn't doubt your father, Tyrion." Kevan reminded him that no matter what, his surname was Lannister.

"If our guests are in danger on our territory, what should we do next?" Tyrion could only ask with a shrug.

"I intend to let you go." Lord Tywin ordered.

"I won't do it." The little devil said fiercely, leaving this kind of thing to the dwarf son, right?

"You were originally responsible for entertaining them. This is your responsibility." Duke Tywin looked at him.

No, these things should have been done by the king himself to show respect.

"I'm just the finance minister, not the foreign minister." he said angrily.

"Then from now on, you are the one. In the name of Prime Minister, I will make you the Minister of Foreign Affairs."

"Fuck it." There is no such position in the Council.

Cole chopped off several arrow feathers, and there were actually archers among these refugees, which made him even more suspicious.

Someone wanted to kill him, who could it be? He thought of Varys first.

He happened to come here to get his sword, and there happened to be a riot here.

However, Cole did not expect that the Dornishmen would come, and Prince Martell led the cavalry to quickly suppress the rebellion.

Prince Oberyn was hit by an arrow in his foot, and the blood quickly stained his robes red, making his light red robes darker.

Ignoring the arrow wound on his leg, he rode his horse towards the direction from which the bow and arrow had come. As soon as he raised his spear, the enemy was lifted up by him and pushed away by the horse for a long distance.

The archers were unable to survive a few attacks at his hands, and the black horse kicked one of them down.

After the golden robes took over the scene, Dornishmen helped the prince off his horse. The maester who came over treated his wounds, but his eyes were staring directly at Cole's face.

Cole was about to come over to say thank you, but if Prince Oberon hadn't suddenly rushed over on horseback, he would have had to block those arrows himself.

However, the look in his eyes made Cole feel strange in his heart, and from the rumors he heard about this Prince of Dorne.

"Your Excellency, I am very grateful for your help." He turned the sword to the back of his hand.

The prince did not return to the Red Castle immediately, but took them to a brothel on Silk Street.

Cole paused for a moment at the door. It was hard to refuse the Prince of Dorne's kindness, let alone someone else who had helped him.

The prince sat on the edge of the bed and turned away everyone, not even calling the prostitute.

There are two Dornish soldiers guarding the door.

He took out a letter, "Warys asked me to give you a letter."

Cole walked up with a puzzled look on his face, and saw a sealing wax he had never seen before, a multiple metal ring.

It had been opened, he took out the letter
Chapter completed!