Chapter 211 Arriving at Highgarden

One sunny afternoon, Samwell and his party arrived at Highgarden.

After the end of the long summer, the originally green paradise of Gaoting has also been covered with a light yellow coat.

Under the leadership of the servant, Samwell and others passed through the maze garden and three white walls and entered the interior of the castle.

"Is father back?" Margaery Tyrell asked.

"The master has not come back yet." The servant replied respectfully, "But it should be soon. Yesterday, a knight came back to report the news. The retreating army has passed the cider hall. It is estimated that it will arrive in two or three days. The old lady asked me to arrange for everyone

Distinguished guests, please rest first."

"good."

Samwell could clearly feel the indifference of the Tyrell family. Four nobles came together, but no member of the Tyrell family came out to greet them.

Of course, this is not a surprise.

Lady Olenna must have been able to tell that these four families had bad intentions.

What's more, there is Samwell, the kidnapper who eloped with the "Rose of Highgarden". The Tyrell family may have restrained themselves now.

We can also clearly see the situation when Samwell and his party entered the city just now.

Never underestimate Tywin Lannister. This is a figure who has controlled the power of the Seven Kingdoms for twenty years. Neither Eddard Stark nor Stannis Baratheon can defeat him.

.

Tell me, what can we gain by following Samwell Caesar to trouble the Lannisters?"

"Grandma." After a long while, she spoke again, and there seemed to be something different in her tone, "No matter what your and father's attitudes are, I have already recognized Samwell. Even if I can't get your blessing, I will

Elope with him."

Margery saw her grandmother's struggle and quickly persuaded her gently again: "Grandma, I just ask you to remain neutral in the next dispute, okay?"

"Of course not." Margaery threw herself into Lady Olenna's arms and transformed into the coquettish little girl again. "I am asking you as your granddaughter. Please bless me and my beloved knight."

Facts have proved that their union was blessed by the gods, and together they created the most glorious era in the Targaryen dynasty."

"Yes, I saw it." Mrs. Olenna pouted, "But it's only as big as a puppy. How many people can it burn to death?"

Lady Olenna stared blankly at the granddaughter in front of her. This girl who had dreamed of becoming a queen since she was a child, at this moment, in her grandmother's eyes, she really had the temperament of a mother.

Lady Olenna sneered: "Do you know you are comparing a young baron with the wisest king in the history of the Targaryen family?"

Mrs. Olenna lowered her head and remained silent, seeming to be still hesitating.

"I taught you this when you were very young." A look of hatred appeared on Mrs. Olenna's face, "Don't let your feelings influence your decision."

The "Queen of Thorns" was drinking tea on a tall and elegant round tower. From her position, she could see the manors and fields for dozens of miles outside the castle.

"Choose between Joffrey Baratheon and Samwell Caesar." Margaery said, "It's really not a difficult choice."

Margaery was silent after hearing this.

Mrs. Olenna looked at her favorite granddaughter with an inexplicable look and said:

"Tell me, dear granddaughter, why did you choose Caesar?"

No.

Margery suddenly stopped talking.

It stands to reason that the nobles and commoners of the Seven Kingdoms should be grateful for Earl Quinton's kindness, but in fact? Have you ever heard the bard sing his name?

Margery stood on tiptoes and gave her a kiss, then drifted away.

After hearing this, Mrs. Olenna finally showed a happy smile:

Mrs. Olenna suddenly smiled happily: "So, are you using your identity as queen to give me orders now?"

This is the real opportunity to push the Tyrell family to the pinnacle of power!"

After settling the group of people, Margaery took Samwell’s hand and whispered:

On the day when the epidemic ended, Earl Quinton took to the streets and tried to celebrate with the people that they had overcome the catastrophe, but he was brutally killed by the angry fools.

Margaery stuck out her tongue, then shook Lady Olenna's arm, trying to get through:

"Grandma, no matter what, please tell me if this idea of ​​mine is feasible? Sam is a knight I personally conferred. As long as we firmly support him now, he will definitely give generous rewards to the Tyrell family in the future. This is no better than going to

Those scoundrels who support the Lion family are so strong."

"Samwell Caesar will become a great king!" Margaery proudly declared, "I will also become a great queen."

"Grandma." Margaery walked up to Lady Olenna, leaned over and kissed her cheek.

"This is a decent reason."

Many times, she actually kept convincing herself that her choice was right.

Margaery tried to explain to the man: "Actually, Samwell was also worried that you would be disadvantageous to him, so he took some self-protective actions. Please rest assured that they really have no intention of overstepping their bounds."

"Ha! Neutral?" Lady Olenna sneered, "If I don't care, how can your inflatable fish father defeat Randyll Tarly and Matus Rowan?"

"I just think that the Tyrell family should also respect the opinions of their vassals. If there are really too many families that are unwilling to support the Lannister, it would not be a good thing for us to go against their wishes. So, let them

Make your own decision, okay?"

"Caesar does have more potential." Mrs. Olenna said expressionlessly, "but I think he may not be able to survive the dragon's adulthood. Now the lion is fighting fiercely with the fish, wolf, deer and eagle, so of course I can't take care of him.

But once the outcome is determined between the two sides, no matter who wins or loses, they will all turn around and deal with Caesar!"

"You can be heartbroken, but you must not act irrationally. Otherwise, this will become your Achilles' heel! And once you have a weakness, you will easily become prey in this game of power."

"Do you need me to accompany you?"

Margaery shook her head quickly: "No, this is my own idea. You don't want the Tyrell family to be isolated in the River Bend, right? Then even if we get the position of queen, what's the point?"

Margery bit her lip and retorted: "But charity is also a noble character. It may become a weakness, but it will also win the love of the people."

Mrs. Olenna saw the stubbornness in her granddaughter's eyes, sighed secretly, and softened her tone:

"Margaery, in this world, strength is the most important, and the rest is embellishment. You must understand this. Even though the Lannister family seems to be in a state of distress now, King's Landing is still in their hands.

The throne is held by Cersei's second son Tommen.

That year, the Gray Plague swept through Oldtown, killing nearly half of the people in the city. Lord Quinton Hightower ordered that all the ships in the port be burned, and the city gates were closed tightly, not allowing anyone, not even Hightower, to let in.

The family members left the city to avoid the spread of the epidemic.

But then she changed the subject and scolded: "But how did I hear that when you climbed onto Caesar's horse and decided to elope with him, he had not hatched the dragon yet?"

"I'm sorry, grandma, I let you down." Margery lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, "But how can people be without feelings? You told me that relieving the refugees is just to show your closeness to the people and win their love.

But every time I see those ragged and skinny farmers, I still can’t help but feel heartbroken.”

Margery said: "That's why we took advantage of the chaos in the Seven Kingdoms to form an alliance with Sam and help him develop and grow."

Mrs. Olenna was silent for a long time, and finally nodded slowly:

Mrs. Olenna snorted softly: "Do you believe this?"

"Because I like Sam." A faint blush appeared on Margaery's face.

Fortunately, Margery acted as a competent "tour guide" along the way, introducing the layout of the castle and the stories behind it to the distinguished guests in a smile, so that the atmosphere did not become too embarrassing.

Instead of being grateful to the hero who saved them, they blamed him for the disaster.

"No, I'll come back to you later."

"Okay. Then let us listen to the opinions of the nobles of the Reach. In two weeks of autumn hunting, the nobles will gather in Highgarden and let them decide for themselves what should happen to the Reach."

Lady Olenna snorted softly: "If you don't want to marry Joffrey, just refuse. Why bother with the drama of elopement?"

"You think the people are too good and too smart." Lady Olenna said coldly, "They are actually even more stupid and unreasonable.

"The dragon will grow up."

You see, this is the end of kindness."

And if we are included, no one can take away the lion's throne.

"But how long will it take? Ten years? Twenty years? Or a hundred years?" Lady Olenna sneered, "And the young dragons are the easiest to kill. Back then, a mob in King's Landing could rush into the dragon's lair.

Kill the baby dragon inside. Are you sure Samwell's dragon can successfully grow to the level of Balerion, the Black Death?"

"Sam, you guys rest first. I'm going to meet my grandmother and test her attitude."

She didn't go back to the house to change clothes, and just found Mrs. Olenna with all the dust.

Mrs. Olenna once again showed an expression of hatred for steel:

"Even if you form an alliance, you have to distinguish priorities. Silly girl, if you send yourself out in such a hurry, what leverage does the Tyrell family have? And this time Caesar, Tully, Rowan, and Florent are coming together.

High Court clearly wants to force us to make concessions. Huh! Is this the attitude a vassal should have towards his lord?"

Mrs. Olenna narrowed her eyes and said alertly: "Is this what they asked you to tell me?"

"If Samwell had a 'Black Death', then he wouldn't need the support of the Tyrell family." Margaery became more confident as she spoke, "Grandma, if we support Lannister, we will gain the title of queen."

How long can a position guarantee the prosperity of the family? Ten years? Twenty years?
To be continued...