iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 139 Was Surprised (2 more)
Duke Ed's gray eyes moved slightly, and he looked sharply at Pycelle.

"I heard that you drove away Maester Colmont?"

Pycelle nodded solemnly and said: "I treat Ke Meng as my own son, and I have absolute confidence in his abilities, but he is still too young. Young people often cannot understand how weak the elderly are. Joan Prime Minister Eun's body cannot withstand bold treatment.

I couldn't watch Colemont make mistakes, so I had to send him away and let me take over personally. At the time, I thought this was the best choice, but judging from the result, we still lost our respected Prime Minister Jon... Maybe it was me. No, Lady Lysa will never forgive me. "

After finishing speaking, Pycelle's face was full of self-blame.

Duke Eddard was not good at comforting people, so he changed the subject directly.

"Did Jon say anything when he was critically ill?"

Pycelle restrained the sadness on his face, he frowned and thought for a while, and said: "When Prime Minister Jon was dying of fever, he called Robert many times. I'm not sure whether he was calling his youngest son or the king. His Majesty."

Duke Eddard sighed secretly and asked: "Maester Pycelle, does Prime Minister Jon have no last words?"

"Seeing that there was no hope for Handon Jon's recovery, I gave him poppy milk so that he would no longer suffer."

Pycelle continued slowly: "Prime Minister Jon said some words of prayer for his young son to Lady Lysa and His Majesty the King. Finally, he said something about his strong character, and then his words were unclear..."

Duke Ed frowned: "Tough by nature?"

Pycelle nodded: "Yes, Duke Eddard. Everyone present heard it, but we were not too surprised. Prime Minister Jon was already unconscious at the time."

After a moment of silence, Duke Eddard asked: "Maester Pycelle, do you think there is anything suspicious about Prime Minister Jon's death?"

Pycelle's body stiffened for a moment, and he shook his head and said: "No, I don't think there is anything suspicious. Duke Ed, death is certainly sad, but on the other hand, it is also the most natural thing. "

Duke Eddard stared closely at Pycelle's face and said in a deep voice: "Northerners are not very good at being tactful. Let me tell you directly. I mean, has Prime Minister Jon been poisoned?"

Pycelle's sleepy eyes suddenly opened wide, and he said: "Duke Ed, poisoning is so disgusting, and your speculation makes people shudder. We are in Westeros, not a free trade city. Only there, Poisonous things are commonplace."

After a pause, he continued: "With all due respect, I have to say that your guess is baseless, because any country bachelor can see the common symptoms of poisoning, but Prime Minister Jon does not have any similar signs. Moreover, , Everyone loves Prime Minister Jon, how could any beast dare to poison such a noble person?"

Free Trade City... Duke Ed's pupils shrank, and he felt that Pycelle seemed to be hinting at something.

Duke Ed found it really tiring to talk to these people. He wanted to mention the person in front of him directly and ask what he meant directly, but this was not the North. He warned himself to endure it and not to offend people just for the sake of pleasure. .

And will a cunning person tell him the truth happily?Duke Ed thought it was more likely to be another vague hint or a lie with a purpose.

Thinking of the secret message sent by Lysa, Duke Ed seemed to say casually: "Maester Pycelle, thank you for your answer, but I have heard that poison is a woman's weapon."

Pycelle pinched the white beard that flowed down to his chest and muttered: "There is such a saying, including women, cowards... and eunuchs..."

He seemed to have remembered something important, lowered his voice and continued: "Did you know that Wallis, the chief intelligence officer, was originally a slave of the Free Trade City? Duke Ed, you must not trust him."

At this time, the strange cry of the messenger crow came from above their heads.

So, was Pycelle's previous hint intended to tell him not to trust Varys?In fact, Pycelle didn't need to remind him of this, because Varys had the ability to make his skin crawl all over, and Duke Eddard would instinctively be wary of him.

Pycelle's gaze moved to the roof, and he sighed: "I was the one who informed Winterfell of Prime Minister Jon's death. I have never sent a messenger raven with such a heavy heart in my life."

Lord Eddard murmured: "Black wings bring black news."

Pycelle retracted his gaze and said: "There is such a saying, but it is not entirely true. We know that black birds can also bring good news of joy."

"Maester Pycelle, you are right."

Duke Ed stood up from his chair, a polite smile appeared on his serious face: "I have taken up too much of your time, thank you for your assistance."

Pycelle stood up tremblingly, caressing his chest and said: "I hope I have helped you... Duke Ed, it is a great honor for me to serve you."

When Prime Minister Pycelle arrived at the door, Duke Eddard said as if he suddenly remembered something: "Maester Pycelle, please forgive me, I have one last question."

Pixil paused and looked at Duke Ed with turbid eyes.

"When Prime Minister Jon was critically ill, was Queen Cersei present?"

Pycelle shook his head slightly and replied helplessly: "Our queen has never shown her face. Everyone knows that she doesn't like Prime Minister Jon. Even His Majesty Robert can't force Queen Lannister to do something she doesn't want to do. .”

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Outside the Prime Minister's Tower, Green's sword easily caught Jon Snow's chopped sword. He tilted his head and said: "Mr. Jon, haven't you had enough to eat? Or..."

With a push from Green's sword, Jon took several steps back before regaining his balance.

Green grabbed the hilt of the sword, the sword standing at his side, and asked doubtfully: "Actually, you are a lady?"

Arya Stark, who was watching the excitement, shouted loudly: "Lord Green, don't underestimate girls!"

Green smiled and said to Arya, "I'm sorry, Lady Arya!"

Arya raised her chin and shouted at Jon again: "Brother, beat Lord Green down!"

Didn't this little girl say we were good friends a few days ago... Well, fickleness is the power of children.Green was not angry at all, he continued to mock Jon, who was somewhat unsteady on his feet.

"Jon, do you want to eat something first?"

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Jon was wearing gray robes, a leather vest and chain mail. He was sweating like rain on the inside. He was panting and holding the sword tightly with both hands.

Why is he so strong?Jon had always been proud of his sword skills, but now he was a little doubtful whether the people in Winterfell wanted to do it on purpose.

He fell down three times in a row almost helplessly, and Jon had to doubt his life.

Jon smiled awkwardly at Arya, who was jumping and shouting hard.

He exhaled slowly, and his eyes became sharp again, staring at the opponent not far away.

Green picked up the sword and held it with one hand, assuming a fighting stance.

Clang!Clang!Clang!
After Jon raised his sword to block three swords, he staggered first, then lost his center of gravity and fell hard to the ground.

Green put away his sword, walked closer, and stretched out his hand towards Jon who was stunned.

The hand that appeared in front of him brought Jon back to his senses. He looked up at the gentle-faced Greene, hesitated for a moment, then reached out to grab it and used it to help him stand up.

Jon calmed his breath, nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, sir."

Green patted Jon's arm and walked to another place. He spotted Duke Eddard's figure.

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Jon took the water glass from Menton and said angrily: "Mengton, please calm down the expression on your face. I know my performance is terrible."

Monton said naively: "Jon, don't be discouraged. Lord Greene defeated 100 swordsmen in Highgarden before. He is too strong."

Jon sighed helplessly, he was not comforted at all.

The southerners are inherently weak. People in Winterfell say that one northerner can defeat ten southerners.

But being able to defeat 100 people is very strong. Thinking about it carefully, Jon felt that he was a little comforted by Monton.

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Prime Minister's Tower Study Room.

Duke Ed leaned back in his chair and put his feet directly on the table.

Green also leaned on the back of his chair. He smiled and said, "Duke Ed, it seems that Pycelle's harvest did not satisfy you."

"Green, call me Ned."

Duke Eddard's tone was filled with anger: "It's exhausting to talk to them. I can't even tell if it's a lie or not. Damn it!"

Green smiled, stood up, picked up the flask, poured a glass of wine and handed it over.

"Duke Ned, with all due respect, King's Landing is not the land of the First Men. You can only try your best to adapt."

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Two days ago, Green was called to the Prime Minister's study by Duke Eddard. Before Green could finish lamenting the days when he was "oppressed" by Prime Minister Jon here, Duke Eddard suddenly said something.

"Green, I trust you and I need your help."

Grimm Kleb Lannister Tyrell Baratheon Stark nodded vigorously without hesitation.

Duke Ed had already confirmed Green's heart of honor through some inquiring, and from his point of view, he could not imagine the reason why Green would betray him.

Duke Eddard frankly told Green that he suspected Prime Minister Jon was murdered and hoped that Green could assist him in secretly investigating the truth.

Duke Ed stared into Green's eyes and said in a serious tone: "Until evidence is found, anyone may be the murderer. We must have a fair heart."

After bidding farewell to Lord Eddard, Green immediately went to Magor Tower and had to accept the task of "surveilling" Stark from Queen Cersei.

In short, the far-sighted Lord Greene was successfully attacked by Duke Eddard.Therefore, when he got the chance today, he beat Jon Snow to vent his anger in the name of competing sword skills.

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"damned……"

Duke Eddard drank half the glass of wine in one gulp. Thinking of the bad things that happened these past few days, he couldn't help but curse.

(End of this chapter)