Then Joffrey, dressed as a stableboy, pulled Daenerys's mount and fled back to his territory in a panic.
That's a stable next to the Red Fort...
The silver-haired girl looked at Joffrey's evasive back, her mouth widened slightly and she was speechless for a while, but for some reason she didn't feel the slightest pleasure of the bad guy being punished.
Instead, I felt an inexplicable feeling of boredom inside.
In the final analysis, Daenerys is a kind-hearted girl, and she will not hold grudges against Joffrey because of a fight as a child.
Destiny is unpredictable and things are unpredictable.
Then Daenerys clenched her fist slightly and stopped thinking about it.
She turned her head to look at Maegor's Tower in the Red Keep, took a deep breath and thought about what Missandei told her, straightened her chest and raised her head, and walked towards that side...
...
"His Majesty."
"Will my brother become Prime Minister?"
In Maegor's Tower, Margaery lay lazily on the big bed after a fierce battle. She looked at Viserys with a pair of watery eyes like a little deer, and then asked.
Margaery's brother, Willas Tyrell, has been transferred from Seagull Town to King's Landing for a month. It took him another month to finish his work in Seagull Town and hand over, plus the time on the road.
Vilas is diligent in his work and has no flaws in his attitude or ability.
Now he has no arrangements in King's Landing for the time being and is still living in the property purchased by the Tyrell family in King's Landing with his sister, Miss Margaery.
However, there are already some rumors in the market, claiming that Willas will replace Mistoin, the governor of the West who is seriously ill, and become the next Prime Minister.
Therefore, Villas has become a hot commodity now, and is being wooed by the powerful people in King's Landing.
Even several royal ministers came to visit, including fellow countryman Alister Florent, the Minister of Agriculture, Prince Oberyn Martell, the Minister of Justice, and Illyrio, the finance minister who was his old boss.
Everyone has heard that Finance Minister Illyrio's life has not been very comfortable recently, because he broke his leg while riding a horse, and even lost dozens of pounds, as if he had shed a layer of skin.
generally.
However, Illyrio's difficulties were only known to him, and he had broken his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach, unable to express his pain.
According to the news revealed by Illyrio's close servants, Governor Andalus is preparing to pack his bags and return to his fief to rest, and he has also asked for sick leave from His Majesty the Emperor.
Margaery asked Viserys at this moment to satisfy her inner curiosity, and to find out more about her brother. After all, Vilas didn't know his future arrangements now.
"Vilas?"
Viserys was flipping through a biographical novel in his hand, then heard his little lover's question, closed the book slightly and said.
"As Acting Minister of Finance for the time being."
Mistoin's health was not very good, and Viserys visited him several times, but he recovered somewhat under the care of Dr. Ambrose.
If Mistoin wanted to resign, Viserys would promise him to return home. However, it seemed that he did not want to leave the center of power of the empire so early, and was still struggling to his death.
Naturally, Viserys would not force it. After all, Mistoin was also the founding father who had made great contributions to him, although now his work ability has been significantly reduced due to physical reasons.
Willas Tyrell was born into a family that was defeated in the original war. Before the Second War of Conquest, the Tyrell family did not recognize the general trend and chose to surrender. Instead, they were still actively preparing for war in an attempt to resist the unification of the country.
Therefore, on the battlefield in the Reach, the Targaryen army gave the Tyrell family a thunderous blow, and the roses of Highgarden withered.
Willas is indeed a capable and talented young man, but the Toyne family was the founding fathers of the Targaryen family.
If the empire wants to develop better and last longer, it must have a bowl of water.
After all, more than half of the families and population in Westeros were against the Targaryens at the beginning. Will this half of the people be abandoned after unification?
However, if the country wants to develop better, it needs to rely on the joint efforts of the other half of the people. However, the soldiers who are the founding heroes still need preferential treatment, otherwise the hearts of the meritorious people will be chilled.
Therefore, how to level this bowl of water and how to maintain the delicate balance in it has become what an emperor should do. This is Viserys' job, not just a problem for Willas and Mistoin. .
"Chancellor of the Exchequer?"
The little lazy cat lying on the bed on the other side heard Viserys's words and slightly blinked his beautiful eyes.
"It seems to be a good fit for Vilas."
"Vilas likes arithmetic. He studied it when he was in the city...what kind of mathematics?"
Margaery remembered the days when her eldest brother, Vilas, was studying in the city. He especially liked to study numbers. Vilas even told Margaery that numbers were the most romantic symbols in the world and contained infinite meanings. Endless truth.
However, Villas' passionate speech only made his little sister roll her eyes repeatedly.
"Right."
At this moment, Margery seemed to have thought of something.
"Your Majesty, Robb invited me to some banquet today."
"Are you going to let him go back to the north?"
The brown-haired beauty asked curiously.
Then she casually pulled the satin covering her body and wrapped it around her flawless body. Only half of her breasts were exposed. She jumped off the bed and raised her hands to tie her long hair behind her ears. back.
Then Margaery walked towards Viserys and sat on him generously.
"Um."
And Viserys looked at Margaery Tyrell, who was sitting very close to him, and sniffed her alluring body fragrance. Although he had done this not long ago, his heart couldn't help but feel slightly better again. Something fiery.
"But I refused!"
The girl's fingers passed through Viserys' pajamas and made slight circles on his chest.
Margaery said with a smile, a shy blush on her pretty face, and kissed Viserys's chest gently, then raised her head.
"How do you reward me?"
Margaery is indeed a seductive little elf, her actions and words completely ignited the fire in Viserys' body.
"Take off your clothes yourself!"
Viserys took a deep breath and then spoke.
"This is your order, Your Majesty."
When Margaery heard this, she smiled charmingly and whispered into Viserys's ear, her voice rustling.