The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

illegitimate child?

Ramsay Bolton is an illegitimate child!

Jon Snow is also an illegitimate child, although his surname is Jon Targaryen now, Sansa still doesn't like him. That guy was just a rock, polite on the surface, tough on the inside, cold and hard.

Mother Caitlin never liked Jon Snow. I don't know if my mother has changed now.

Father Ed Stark did not betray his mother. His father was such a honourable person. He just bore his mother's misunderstanding and responsibility to his aunt Leona.

After Jon Targaryen recovered his identity, he never came back to see them.

Winterfell was his home for fifteen years, he completely forgot so soon?

"Can you do me a little favor?" Sansa looked at Ramsay's embarrassment and detention with joy. She had never seen such a cautious person.

"Very happy! Miss Sansa!" Ramsay bowed his head.

"Help me to the restaurant, I'm hungry!"

"Yes, Miss Sansa."

Ramsay stretched out his arm to Sansa.

Although he acted, Sansa could still see his stiff movements and humble eyes.

He was still talking and laughing freely just now, and since his mother stared at the window, he suddenly changed completely.

Sansa thought this boy was also very pitiful.

"Have you peeled?" Sansa asked suddenly. In her mind, she saw Will and Arya riding together from the back, which made her feel a burst of undispatchable irritability. She found that she wanted to throw something.

"Uh...no!" Rams replied respectfully.

"The Terror Castle is covered with human skins?"

"...Uh...no..."

"I saw your family crest, go ahead, I'm not afraid." Will's back appeared before Sansa's eyes, and she said this to the non-existent Will. He hoped Will could see the brave side of her not afraid of skinners. In addition to Arya, she can also be brave. But she suddenly saw Darjeel's face again, which made her full of hatred again.

"The skinner is just a rhetoric to intimidate the enemy. In fact, it is equivalent to you coming over to see if I don't clean up your warning words. People who warn others are often very timid themselves!" Rams Bolton said.

He peeked at Miss Sansa and found that she was in a daze.

What is this noble lady thinking?

Missing a man?

Ramsay made a wicked calculation.

Yishansa was very silly and naive, and did not feel Ramus Bolton's evil conjecture.

He was not afraid of Sansa at all, nor was he afraid of Caitlin. What is there to be afraid of women? No matter how high Sansa's status is, it is a small piece of fertile land that helps men continue their seeds. There is really nothing to be afraid of.

"Is it because of my timidity to peel the enemy?"

"Yes, if you are not timid, you don't need to peel your skin to deter the enemy."

Sansa stopped and looked carefully at the trembling Ramus Bolton, the illegitimate son of Terror Castle is very frank. Such a frank admission that his family crest was originally from fear. Such a young knight, Sansa felt different.

"Are you the heir of Count Luce Bolton?"

"Yes, I am an illegitimate child. My mother is dead. My father's wife is also dead. I am the only son of my father. He had to give me the surname of Bolton and made me the heir of the Castle of Terror. . I took advantage, Miss Sansa. I didn’t deserve the last name Bolton."

"You don't have to be so humble, the Targaryen family also has three noble illegitimate children!" Sansa comforted Ramsay.

The two walked into the dining room, and immediately a servant came up to greet Sansa. Ramsay politely and carefully handed Sansa's hand to the servant, and then bowed to leave. The servant helped Sansa to a place next to Caitlin, and Sansa noticed Ramsay's care and manners. Rams didn't look like an illegitimate child with no education. His skill in etiquette and consideration for people surpassed the education of many aristocratic teenagers.

It is really rare for an illegitimate child to have such a perfect etiquette education!

Sansa sat next to her mother, and her mother glanced at him, and the warning in her eyes was obvious, not to approach Ramsay Bolton in the future. Caitlin felt that the child was too humble and timid, and that he felt sly. Especially when he laughed, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, with the shadow of Joffrey.

*

In the team going south, the littlefinger Petyr Berish and Will are the former imperial ministers in the team.

The two talked as they walked, surrounded by Will's cronies.

"Prime Minister, do you think about the candidate for the Minister of Justice?"

"Do you have any good people to recommend to see."

"The Minister of Justice Alister Floren."

"He is a bureaucrat with no bones. Whoever is strong will be attached to whoever is strong. He is strong, loyal, upright, and principled, all without."

"This kind of talent is easy to control, Lord Will." Littlefinger said bluntly.

Will looked at Littlefinger silently.

"Now is a chaotic period. Only those who are spineless and obedient can be controlled. Politics must be controlled first. Only when the political situation is stabilized can we slowly find good talents to replace them."

Will was silent.

Littlefinger's words touched his heart. People like Allister, who threatened him a little, would definitely take refuge in him, and there was no need to worry that he would rebel, because at present, Will is the strongest. There is only one reason why he betrayed Will, that is, Will lost political power.

"Okay, but I won't take the initiative to find him."

"I'll go!" Littlefinger smiled.

Alister Floren was in the team, just imprisoned in an ox cart. And Sebastian Aylor, the Secretary of the Sea, who was pulled up with one hand, was also imprisoned.

"Then the Minister of Maritime Affairs?"

"The Minister of Maritime Affairs, of course, is someone who understands the sea. His son is in our team." Littlefinger smiled.

"Earl of Onion Davos Seaworth?"

"Yes, people who understand the sea go to manage the sea. There is no longer a person who can drive a small boat across the sea in the dark and safe to be a minister of the sea. Moreover, Davos has very hard bones and insists on principles. He is loyal to Baratheon’s royal family. He is also the most valued talent of King Stannis I. The adults promote him to the Minister of Maritime Affairs, and he will be loyal to the adults." Littlefinger said.

"Not bad." Will nodded.

"There is still an important position left, my lord." Littlefinger said, "As long as three people vote in the Imperial Conference, a legal decision can be passed and a contradictory problem can be resolved. I am an adult, Davos is the Queen’s person, but he is honest and credible. As long as our decision is in line with the overall situation and loyalty, he will support us. We will subdue Alister Floren again. In the Imperial Conference, we will I won’t spend a lot of time wrangling."

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0898 Chapter 2 Controlling the Government · Inserting Yulin Tiewei

"Then who will be the head of intelligence?" Will said.

"The intelligence director needs a person who is flexible, quick-thinking, knowledgeable, well-informed, and upright. A selfish person like me is not suitable."

"I think of someone, but he has another identity."

"Oh!" Little finger showed an inquisitive gaze, "Master Will, don't tell me, let me think about it first."

"You may not think of it, you have very little communication with him."

"Is he on the Great Wall of Despair?"

"Not here!"

"On the other side of the narrow sea?"

"Not here!"

"In which one of the seven countries?"

"Currently with the Secretary of the Sea," Will said, smiling.

"On Dragon Stone Island? That's no doubt the little devil."

"Yes, but he is still a certain royal bloodline of the children of the forest." Will said, "I need him to summon the children of the forest under the ghost forest to unite with us. If he is on the Great Wall, it is not convenient to deal with King's Landing. Government affairs; if he is in Junlin Red Fort, it will not be convenient for him to be on the Great Wall."

"It's not difficult at all." Littlefinger smiled.

"Oh."

The little finger points to the sky above his head: "My lord, you have a griffon and you can freely come and go to the Great Wall and King's Landing. When necessary, everyone will leave King's Landing to fight the ghosts. The little devil Tyrion Lannister is small. Occupy the space, you can take him a ride, back and forth is not a problem."

Wil laughed.

"Your Excellency, the prime ministers of the Imperial Council have all been selected. There is still a problem that must be resolved."

"what is the problem?"

"The Royal Forest Guard. These are the seven people who protect Her Majesty the Queen and are familiar with all the secrets in the Red Fort. There are currently three places, each of which is very important. I hope that the remaining three Royal Forest Guards can be our own. People." Littlefinger glanced at the cronies around him. There were more than three hundred people, and it could be said that all of them were Will's cronies.

"Three Imperial Forest Guards, three Valyrian Steel Swords." Will secretly said. If the three swords belong to oneself, it is indeed necessary to control the situation inside and outside the royal house.

"Sir Barristan is a man of integrity," Will said.

"Integrity is the best quality to be used." Littlefinger smiled slightly.

Will agrees!

"Roseau's loyalty and martial arts, Barristan has to admire. As long as you suggest Roseau, Barristan will talk to him and compete, you will find that Roseau is the knight he expected." Littlefinger said.

Rosso made a great contribution when he attacked Skagos Island. His martial arts and courage are excellent, and loyalty and trustworthiness are his life creed. Back then, for Littlefinger's promise, he kept the Wuzhi Peninsula alone for several years, and lived by raising sheep and fishing.

"Roseau is good, but I prefer him to be by my side."

"He stayed in the palace, and most of the Prime Minister stayed in the palace, and they didn't share each other." Littlefinger persuaded.

"I'm going to ask Rosso," Will said.

"Don't ask, Rosso is a person who gives orders directly. He is not close to female, just to be a lifelong Royal Forest Iron Guard. Why can the Royal Forest Iron Guard only protect Her Majesty the Queen? We proposed to add a law when the Royal Council met. , Yulin Tiewei protects His Majesty the King and the Prime Minister at the same time, and obeys the dual orders of the Prime Minister and His Majesty the King. Doesn't this solve the problem that the Yulin Tiewei can only be loyal to the King?"

Will snorted, noncommittal.

He does not express his position, does not deny that he is not sure, it means he agrees. From now on, this proposal will have to be put forward by the little finger, the Royal Council will discuss it, and the Prime Minister will finally come to a conclusion.

"From the Guards of Ashes, choose two absolutely loyal swordsmanship masters. As long as the adults order, they will definitely be willing to be the Royal Forest Guard. In this way, among the seven Royal Forest Guards, three of us will be our own. Brienne He and Haier Hunter are from Wind's Breath and the other is from River Bend. Both of them are fine. The remaining Balistan is a man with swordsmanship and no political mind, so it is not difficult to deal with. There is another one. Breit Cullen, the vassal guard of Wind's Breath, is difficult to support alone. No matter how powerful he is, he can already be ignored."

"Master Petit Berish, you have already figured out the political affairs!" Will said.

"I don't dare to make suggestions for adults," Littlefinger Petil Berishi said.

"I am very satisfied with your suggestion of Alister Floren. Reinstatement of other officials will be regarded by Her Majesty and the nobles of Stormlands as a signal of reconciliation between us and the nobles of Stormlands. Shepherd is very satisfied, and it will also satisfy Her Majesty. After all, Alister Floren is a relative of Her Majesty and her grandfather. Her Majesty Shireen does not approve of us putting Allister in prison."

"Your Majesty is young and kind, and she will grow up in politics." Littlefinger Petil Belish smiled.

"You find an opportunity to talk to Alister in the prison car. I will order the royal bachelor to fly the raven on Dragonstone Island, so that Sir Davos and Sir Tyrion will count on a good day and come to King's Landing to meet the queen. Your Majesty’s carriage."

"Yes, Prime Minister."

*

The town of Tiemin in the north is very well built. Tiemin’s people live here. Many married men and women find people from the north to marry locally. Before long, the hatred in the hearts of the Tiemin will change. Dan, was eventually assimilated into the vassals and subjects of the Stark family in the North.

The southward procession rests in Tiemin Town, which is also the jurisdiction of the ancestor's waste tomb. In this area, the central tomb of the ancestor's waste tomb is buried in a dragon egg king. It should not be said to be burial, but protection.

Will feeds his own golden dragon in his tent. The golden dragon has grown to the size of a raven and eats a lot of cooked food every day. It grows very fast, but its personality is very bad. It can be seen that it really misses its companion: Bei Dan Nelly Ribbon walking the silver dragon.

A creature like a dragon is spiritual. Even if it can't talk to you, you have to talk to him well and chat with him when feeding. Whether it can understand it or not, it needs the care of its owner.

In the tents of the servants and servants, Earl Alister squatted in a corner and ate black bread. It was not long, and the others had fallen into shape. It seemed that there was no aristocratic temperament.

Being stripped of the position of Minister of Justice, and then thrown into prison by the Prime Minister, the blow to Alister was too great, and he finally realized very clearly who is the real king in this game of power .

He regretted that he had not seen the situation clearly. He thought that the nobles of Stormlands gathered together and backed by Her Majesty the Queen, which was the greatest political capital, but he was wrong. Even if the Prime Minister is not with Her Majesty the Queen, he is still the greatest political capital.

Allist, who was squatting in the corner gnawing brown bread, was still in shackles on his wrists and ankles. He is a poor old man who even his servants dare to bully him.

Suddenly, a group of servants quickly stepped aside, and a man walked towards him without a smile. In the dimly lit tent, he recognized the person as Master Petil Berishi, the little finger.

Knowing that Littlefinger was here to appreciate his misery, he lowered his head and stopped chewing on black bread.