Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

King's Landing, Red Castle.

"Little Devil" Tyrion Lannister felt like his waist was about to break.

Judging from the sky outside the window, it should have just dawned.

Another sleepless night.

Tyrion rubbed his sore eyes, stepped away from the desk, and wet his face with cold water from the basin by the window.

Then he went to squat in a pit unhurriedly.

When he came out again, the attendant outside the door had already heard the movement and prepared breakfast for him.

"Good morning, Podrick."

"Good morning, Lord Tyrion. You seem in good spirits."

"Ha!" Tyrion shook his messy hair and showed a bitter smile, "Of course. Our food can only last for half a month. Do you think such good news is worth being happy?"

Podrick was stunned for a long time before saying:

"My lord...you are joking, aren't you?"

Tyrion watched the attendant's face turn from red to white, and realized that he should not reveal such important information at will.

Sure enough, what my uncle said was right, my stinky mouth will cause me big trouble sooner or later. Tyrion corrected himself with a smile:

"Yes, it was a joke."

"You really scared me." Podrick breathed a sigh of relief.

Tyrion looked at the squire who had returned to normal, but said nothing.

After finishing his breakfast in silence, Tyrion put on a coat and went to the Prime Minister's Tower.

When he found Duke Tywin Lannister in the study, the other party was immersed in writing something.

Seeing Tyrion walking in, Duke Tywin just glanced at his son, then buried his head again.

"Father, do you want to hear some good news?"

"explain."

"We're running out of food."

Duke Tywin finally raised his head again, looking at his son with an inexplicable gaze:

"Is this what you call good news?"

Tyrion shrugged: "The food can last for another two weeks, compared to running out of food now, is it not good news?"

Duke Tywin pursed his lips, as if holding back his anger:

"Since you are in charge of logistics, then find a way to get food."

"What can I do?" Tyrion spread his hands, "You may not know that there has been no food in the riverlands for a long time. Apparently, the nobles of the Three Rivers began to rebel after seeing the rebellion in Riverrun, and we had nothing to do. ready to move.

So, if you want to continue to provide food in the river, I'm afraid you have to find a way to kill that 'black fish'. "

"It is impossible for us to take out the army to manage Riverrun now." Duke Tywin said firmly, "You go to the king's land to search for food."

"How much food can there be in such a small place in the king's collar?"

"There is also Junlin City. All grain shops will be closed from now on, and the grain will be collected and distributed in a unified manner."

Tyrion said worriedly:

"Junlin is a hornet's nest, are you sure you want to confiscate the food in the city?"

"I'm just giving advice." Duke Tywin said, "You decide what to do. The bottom line is that the army must not run out of food!"

Tyrion whistled:

"Thank you for your suggestion, the problem is solved!"

Duke Tywin obviously had enough of his son's ridicule, lowered his head again, and said coldly:

"If there is nothing else, you go out. Also, don't forget that we are entertaining Braavosi today, dress decently, and bring your betrothed to the banquet."

"Oh, my beautiful fiancée." Tyrion chuckled, "Aren't you afraid she'll shout at the banquet that she's not really Sansa Stark?"

Duke Tywin didn't raise his head: "So, you should learn how to control your wife's mouth."

"I can't keep my mouth shut," said Tyrion.

Seeing that Duke Tywin was about to erupt, and Tyrion ran away in a hurry, he felt a complicated and strange pleasure in his heart.

After going out, Tyrion thought about it, and went to see his fiancée.

The girl was still silent as always, fearful, timid and cautious when speaking.

Feeling bored, Tyrion told the other party that he would take her to a banquet later and got up to leave.

It wasn't until night fell that he came here again and brought her to the banquet.

The banquet was held in the Throne Hall, and before entering the door, Tyrion heard the sound of exotic orchestral instruments playing.

"Lord Gormon." Tyrion saw the Grand Maester passing by in a hurry, "Don't worry, the banquet hasn't officially started yet."

Grand Maester Gormon stopped, stuffed a letter into Tyrion's hand, and said:

"Master Tyrion, you should pass this news to Lord Tywin."

"Looking at you, it must be bad news," Tyrion muttered dissatisfied.

Grand Maester Gormon sighed: "It is indeed bad news, Braavos, something has happened."

After speaking, he turned around and left, as if he was afraid of being angered.

Tyrion froze for a moment, then unfolded the letter, and after a quick scan, he said to himself in a complicated tone:

"Gods, you really like to joke."

"What's the matter?" asked Jenny Poole from one side.

"The old sea king of Braavos staged a coup and cleaned up a large number of nobles."

Jenny obviously didn't understand the meaning of the words: "Old Sea King? A coup? Then... what does this have to do with us?"

"If Tormo learns the news, he will lead the fleet back immediately."

Tyrion walked quickly with his fiancée and entered the hall.

"Go and sit first." Tyrion settled Jenny, and went straight to the high platform ahead.

On the dais, young King Tommen Baratheon sat in the shadow of the Iron Throne, eating his mouth watering.

On his left, Lord Tywin, Queen Cersei, and others sat at the Hand of the King, and the Braavosi sat on the king's right.

Seeing Tyrion walking quickly, Cersei said coldly:

"Tyrion, your place is below."

"I know where I am." Tyrion replied casually, then walked quickly to Duke Tywin, handed the letter over, and said in a low voice, "There is another bad news."

Duke Tywin read the letter again, the expression on his face did not change, he just asked softly:

"Who else knows this news?"

"Scholar Gormon."

"You immediately lead someone to control Ge Meng."

Tyrion was slightly startled, and immediately came to his senses:

"Are you trying to hide the news?"

Tywin didn't speak, but the meaning was very clear.

"Lord Tywin, what happened?" Tormo the Braavos asked curiously.

"It's nothing." Duke Tywin replied, "It's just that some mobs in the city are rioting. Tyrion, you take people to suppress it now, and don't let the riot spread."

Tyrion took a deep look at his father and said:

"yes."

After Tyrion left, Duke Tywin stood up suddenly and said to Tormo:

"Your Excellency Tolmo, thank you for coming so far to support us. The Lannister family will always remember this kind of friendship in their hearts."

"Lord Tywin, you are polite. I will never forget the Lannister family's support."

Duke Tywin nodded, and suddenly changed the subject, saying:

"However, with your fleet here, I'm afraid Caesar's army will not dare to cross the river."

"That's true, I can't wait here all the time. I wonder if you have any good ideas?"

"You can pretend to withdraw and lure Caesar to attack. When the army is halfway through, you will lead the fleet back and cut them off."

Tolmo revealed the meaning of thinking: "But we come and go, Caesar will be so easy to be fooled?"

The golden light in Duke Tywin's eyes flickered:

"We can spread some rumors so that Caesar will believe that you have really withdrawn."

"What kind of rumor?"

"Like a rebellion in Braavos."

"That's a good idea." Tolmo laughed loudly, but at the same time, he was slightly startled in his heart, being frightened by this possibility.

Jenny Poole's heart jumped when she heard the conversation between the two on the high platform.

She wanted to stand up several times and expose Tywin's lies, but she never had the courage.

Until Tyrion came back to the Great Hall and sat down beside her.

"Are you okay? Jenny, your face is so pale."

"I am Sansa Stark, my lord." Jenny reminded subconsciously.

Then I'm still a tall and handsome elder brother. Tyrion laughed at himself and said:

"Okay, don't be afraid, as long as you are obedient, I can guarantee your safety."

"Yes, my lord." Jenny lowered her head and stopped talking.