iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 36 Petyr's Technique

Chapter 36 Petyr's Words
Red Fort, Prime Minister's Tower, study room on the second floor.

Jon Arryn has a lot of titles: Duke of the Eyrie, Warden of the Vale, Warden of the East, Hand of the King to Robert Baratheon I.

When he was young, Jon Arryn had sandy blond hair, blue eyes and a hooked nose, and a handsome appearance.

Jon Arryn, 297 years old this year (52AC), has long lost the handsomeness of his youth. His originally bright and thick blond hair has become gray and thin.

Jon Arryn's face was wrinkled, and more than half of his teeth were missing. His body was bent, and he was tortured by illness, making him look even more old-fashioned.

Jon Arryn's cloudy eyes flickered from time to time, which also indicated that he held the power of the Red Castle tightly.

The Chancellor of the Exchequer, Petyr Baelish, seemed to have picked up a letter that had been torn open, "Duke Jon, this seems to be a letter from the Arryns, from Seagull Town."

Petyr Baelish, who was born in the canyon, was highly valued and trusted by Jon Arryn, Hand of the King.

In the beginning, Duchess Lysa Tully, who had a crush on Petyr Baelish, persuaded her husband, Jon Arryn, to promote Petyr as Tax Collector of Seagull Town.

Petyr has an innate talent in money and trade. After he served as a tax officer, the tax revenue of Seagull Town increased tenfold. From then on, Duke Jon began to promote Petyr repeatedly until he finally became the Minister of Finance of King Robert Baratheon's dynasty.

Jon Arryn raised his head from the pile of documents: "Well, is it that letter? I haven't had time to read it yet."

"It is said that many people died in Seagull Town."

Petyr was intentionally ambiguous, focusing only on the death of people in Seagulltown.

Hearing that someone was dead, it really caught Duke Jon's attention, and Jon Arryn put down the document in his hand.

Petyr handed the letter to Duke Jon respectfully.

Duke Jon narrowed his eyes and read the contents of the letter: "Krabb... a noble from the Crab Claw Peninsula?"

Duke Jon thought for a while, then placed the letter on the table: "Young and energetic, it is very likely that Baron Kleber is behind the scenes. There are more than 20 people in one night. This semi-savage noble really doesn't take human life seriously."

"However, my lord duke, as stated in the letter, we have no direct evidence. With a song from the Crab Claw Peninsula, Lord Renly Baratheon, Minister of Justice, cannot convict."

[Renly Baratheon is the third brother of King Robert Baratheon, Duke of Storm's End, Minister of Justice]

Duke Jon's old face showed a tinge of anger: "Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that he is learning from the old lion of Lannister! You arrange immediately to send a letter to the Crab Claw Peninsula, so that he will set off immediately to meet me at the Red Castle without any delay. If he still has the honor of a nobleman, he dare not deny it!"

Petyr, who leaned his head slightly, raised his lips slightly, and said respectfully: "My lord, Baron Green of the Kreb family is already in King's Landing."

Duke Jon's eyes moved slightly: "Oh? Such a coincidence?"

"He took the route of Her Royal Highness, and is now the Queen's clerk...It is said that Queen Cersei likes him very much, Lord Jon."

Duke Jon frowned: "Like?"

Petyr has achieved his goal. Through his words and specious words, he has successfully aroused Duke Jon's resentment.

No matter what the world was like, based on what he knew about Jon Arryn, he already hated Baron Green before meeting him.

Petyr shook his head slightly: "It can also be said that it is more important. It is not easy for Her Highness Cersei to appreciate someone."

With the sharp dagger of Green in the hands of the wayward Lord Cersei, Petyr is a little looking forward to the next conflict between the Queen and the Hand of the King.

Duke Jon glanced out the window, night was falling.

"Go and make arrangements, just tomorrow morning, let me meet this little guest who came from afar."

"Take orders, my lord, I will arrange it myself."

........................

King's Landing, Hook Harbor, Green's House, Night.

Green, who had just returned home from work, found eight bulging bags embroidered with Lannister golden lions.

A total of 800 golden dragons, according to the attendant, was a reward just sent by the attendant of Her Royal Highness the Queen.

Is Queen Cersei happy?
The poor Lord Green is naturally happy after receiving the reward.

At the same time, a strange idea came into Green's mind, and Green suddenly didn't want to work hard anymore.

After imagining the life after being next to a rich woman, Green shook his head secretly and smiled.

At least not for me, I'd better keep rolling!
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Green tidied up, changed his clothes, and came to the backyard of the house.

In the backyard, Tyrion and Lancel were drinking happily.

Tyrion nodded towards Green who was coming, and said to Lancel: "So, you have to support me. I inherited Casterly Rock City. The first order is to restore the lord's right to the first night, hehe!"

Lancel was already drunk: "Oh, great cousin Tyrion, although I like you very much, I can only support you in private, because you will definitely be driven out of Casterly Rock by the mob, and I don't want to be involved with you."

Green sat down, poured himself a glass, and said with a smile: "You will always miss him, Lord Tyrion sacrificed himself for the well-being of everyone."

Tyrion laughed loudly: "Aha, this is the human heart, um, the heart of a man, I just dare to say it."

Lancel raised his glass and said, "Baron Green, you're finally here. I'm so unlucky today. You have to listen to me. I'm really, very unlucky today."

Well, Lancel's mouth is broken after drinking too much.

Although Lancel was talking in a mess, but Green still understood what happened.

Green raised his glass and signaled to Tyrion: "Toast to you, mighty Lord Tyrion."

Tyrion took a big sip with a smile, shook off Lancel's hand that was holding on to his shoulder, and dragged the chair closer to Green: "Are you not worried about me at all?"

Green took a sip of his wine and raised his eyebrows: "You are a Lannister, besides, there is no prince who inherits the throne, I can't do anything to you."

Tyrion grinned and sighed again: "Actually, I really hope to teach Joffrey well. Although this kid is not likable, I never treat him as an outsider."

Tyrion lowered his voice: "When Joffrey was a child, he once killed a pregnant cat. Can you guess why? Just because he was curious about what the kittens in the pregnant cat's belly looked like, he cut open the poor pregnant cat with a dagger. Joffrey lacks awe of life and ignores the lives of others. If he can't correct it in time, he will be a mad king in the future."

Is it really okay to tell me this royal secret?
Green glanced at Lancel, who was still talking to himself, and said, "You'd better persuade Lancel to find a way to become the king's servant in advance."

Tyrion agreed: "Lancer left a cowardly impression on Joffrey. Joffrey's character... the more cowardly he is, the more he likes to pester you. If he thinks you are not easy to mess with, Joffrey will not dare to provoke you. Haha, this is my dear nephew, the heir to the Iron Throne."

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