Chapter 129: 20,000 Becomes 40,000

After listening to Sulana's advice, the 16-year-old Green Lord (298 AC) had to think deeply.

It won't be long before Kleb is able to establish the rule of the Crab Claw Peninsula. The territory needs legitimate heirs, so that it can unite people's hearts even more.

Getting married and having children is a very important job for the lords of Westeros. For them, nothing can compare to the continuation of the family from generation to generation.

A figure flashed in Green's mind, and he rubbed his thumb against his index finger.

Green reflected on himself and it seems that he likes or habitually chooses the difficult path.

Green left his chair and walked to the window. He saw clan soldiers sparring below.

Surana followed and said respectfully: "There are many noble ladies of marriageable age in the Crab Claw Peninsula. Those family heads must be very willing to marry Kleb."

She was referring to the Crab Claw Peninsula aristocrats such as the Boggs family, the Brun family, the Keifer family, the Hardy family, and the Paine family.

Green's eyes moved slightly and said: "Sulana, I want them to surrender to Kleb."

Instead of sharing the fruits... Green did not say the latter sentence.

The respected Prime Minister Jon has passed away, and Green will naturally inherit his legacy and continue to blockade and suppress other nobles on the Crab Claw Peninsula except Kleb until they are willing to integrate into the system of the Kleb Army.

Green turned his face sideways and looked at Surana. His voice was gentle: "Ms. Surana, I will take this matter seriously."

Surana left the room quickly. As a housekeeper, there were many things that needed to be arranged before departure.

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Red Fort.

In the Red Keep, the Duke of Winterfell has not yet arrived at King's Landing, and His Majesty Robert is not here, but the king's order for him to be appointed Hand of the King has been issued.

Greene learned about this from the golden robe guarding the gate when he entered the Red Keep.

Even if the guard didn't tell him, he would know the news soon after entering the Red Keep.

He threw a silver deer to the golden robe who was smiling at him, and the kind-hearted Green Lord encouraged the enthusiasm of the loyal guards.

In the compliment, Green flicked his blue cloak and took steps towards the Government Affairs Office.

No matter what, the future belongs to Eddard Stark for some time.

As for Mace Tyrell, he thought it would be King Robert's headache to arrange for the Duke of Highgarden who came from afar.

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King Robert will also hold a grand tourney to celebrate the appointment of the new Prime Minister Lord Eddard.

The winner of the lance competition will be awarded 40,000 gold dragons, and the second place will be rewarded 20,000 gold dragons; the winner of the team close combat competition will be rewarded 20,000 gold dragons; the winner of the archery competition will be rewarded 10,000 gold dragons.

Hiss, this is good news!

Green was already a lord who had seen 150,000 golden dragons, and he quickly calmed down.

Approaching the Government Affairs Hall, Green saw two figures, one fat and one thin, under the pavilion in the distance.

One was dressed in slim clothes, the other in loose clothes; one had hair, the other was bald; Petyr and Varys seemed to be born to be opposites.

The two of them have been secretly plotting to plunge Westeros into chaos. The righteous Green has a very impression of the two conspirators... well, technically they are peers.

Green deliberately made his footsteps louder.

Aware of the gazes of Petyr and Varys, Green nodded slightly at first, and then greeted him as he approached: "Good day, Lord Petyr, Lord Varys, please forgive me for interrupting."

Varys held his hands together and said with a smile: "Lord Petyr and I are having an interesting conversation. I'm glad you can join me, Earl Green."

Petyr looked at Varys who had a smile on his face and said, "Lord Varys, perhaps boring is a more appropriate description."

After speaking, without waiting for Wallis's reply, he turned to Green, curled his lips and said, "Earl Green, if I guessed correctly, you should have come to see me."

Petyr and Varys often had quarrels during this period, which is something everyone knows.

Green shrugged and said: "Lord Petyr, your wisdom is admirable! I just learned that the Duke of Winterfell was appointed as the new prime minister by King Robert..."

He smiled, there were some things they both knew tacitly.

Wallis smiled and said: "The king's order came suddenly, and the new prime minister represents new changes. I can't help but feel timid."

Green was very dedicated. He consoled him seriously: "Lord Wallis, your role is irreplaceable. The new prime minister needs your help."

Wallis said humbly: "It is a great honor to serve the new Prime Minister."

Petyr's gray-green eyes looked at Varys, and his voice was hoarse and full of magnetism: "I really have to envy your position, Lord Varys."

Green asked in confusion: "Lord Petyr, you seem to have encountered a problem?"

Petyr smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Varys explained: "Earl Green, the Minister of Finance is worried about how to raise the golden dragons needed to hold the tournament in a short period of time. You should also know, right? The total reward requires 90,000 golden dragons."

Petyr sighed: "Ninety thousand gold dragons are far from enough, and other expenses have to be added. I know that His Majesty Robert will have a banquet for guests. In other words, we need chefs, carpenters, maids, singers, actors and actresses. Juggling fool... Our king has always been very generous. According to past experience, he must prepare at least 160,000 gold dragons. "

Green's eyes moved: "Lord Petyr, are you looking for Lannister?"

If Petyr had approached the Golden Rose before, he could easily get a loan for the royal family, but now... this time it was to celebrate the appointment of the new Prime Minister, how could he have the nerve to rub salt into the wounds of the Lord of Mace.

Lannister vs. Tyrell, Cersei Lannister has left a thorn in the heart of the Tyrell family.

Stark vs. Tyrell, the Lord of Mace failed to take the position of Prime Minister that he had always wanted.

It seems that the Tyrells have suffered a lot of grievances, but they still have to add fuel to the fire. The Westerlands and the Reach have been neighbors for many years, and Green should help them deepen their relationship.

As for Stark vs. Lannister, that is the home court of Cersei's boss, and the battle between the Wolf and the Golden Lion is inevitable.

The Vale and the Riverlands, and Dorne... Lord Green has a long way to go.

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He blinked, retracted his thoughts, and continued: "Queen Cersei is not familiar with Winterfell, so she will lack some enthusiasm."

After Green's voice fell, the three of them looked at each other first, Petyr and Varys smiled and nodded slightly, the smiles on their faces were meaningful.

After a pause, Petyr shrugged and said: "The Red Castle already owes Lannister more than three million gold dragons. In fact, borrowing a few hundred thousand is nothing..."

He raised the corners of his lips and continued: "After seeing the king's order, I planned to meet Queen Cersei. If I get the queen's understanding, things will be much simpler."

Sighing, Petyr spread his hands and said: "I happened to meet Lord Varys, I had to accept his kindness, and then you came."

Varys smiled and said: "Lord Petyr, this is just a small favor, don't put it down In my heart. When Queen Cersei is upset, we shouldn't bother her anymore. This is also a manifestation of loyalty. "

Petyr's eyes twitched, and he said coldly: "This is something everyone knows, but we don't have spies everywhere, my intelligence chief."

Varys' smile deepened, and his tone became more humble: "I just happened to hear it. My little bird can't bribe the White Walkers, my finance master."

Green's heart moved. Petyr is good at bribing people. Did he reach out to Varys?

Green had a little doubt on his face, and did not interrupt the conversation between the two. He was a good audience.

Petyr's smile was very elegant, but his tone was slightly sarcastic: "Don't you always say that your little bird is everywhere? The golden dragon can only buy off people who are not very loyal."

Varys said in panic: "Oh, that was just a joke, I don't have that much ability!"

After saying that, Varys wanted to reach out and grab one of Petyr's hands to show his sincerity, but Petyr dodged it naturally.

Petyr looked in the direction of Maegtar, raised his hand to stroke his neat hair, and murmured: "I don't know when Her Majesty will be happy. Soon knights from all over the seven kingdoms will gather at the King's Palace. We can't affect the King's kindness and generosity because of us."

Varys withdrew his hands without changing his expression, and the smile on his face did not diminish: "Lord Petyr, here is a minister of Maegtar that Her Majesty trusts the most."

Petyr withdrew his worried eyes, nodded slightly to Varys, and then turned to Green.

Petyr said sincerely, "Lord Green, my friend, do you have any good suggestions?"

Green nodded and said sincerely, "Lord Petyr, it would be my honor to help you."

After thinking for a while, Green looked up and glanced around to confirm if there were any other people nearby.

Then Green approached the two of them and lowered his voice and said, "My lords, have you noticed the list of the Duke of Winterfell's entourage?"

Petyr and Varys looked at each other, and then looked at Green at the same time.

Green said directly: "The eldest and second daughters of the Duke of Winterfell are among the entourage, which is why Her Majesty the Queen is in a bad mood."

After a moment of silence, Varys covered his mouth and exclaimed, "Could it be that they want to..."

Petyr's eyes flickered, and the corners of his lips curled up first, and then he said helplessly: "Things have become complicated. It seems that we have to bargain with the Archbishop again."

Green hesitated for a moment and said to Petyr: "In fact, Queen Cersei is still very concerned about the affairs of the kingdom, Lord Petyr."

Petyr's eyes moved and looked at Green: "Oh? Do you have a way?"

Petyr was not acting, he really hated to come into contact with the Archbishop whose bargaining skills were comparable to those of Dorne's fishmongers.

Green smiled, raised his right hand and stretched out two fingers, and immediately stretched out the remaining fingers, his palm facing the direction of Petyr.

Petyr's mouth twitched, paused for a while, and stretched out a hand to press down Green's thumb and index finger.

Green's thumb was easily pressed down by him, but the other four fingers did not move at all.

Petyr did not hold back and quickly withdrew his hand. He was an elegant gentleman.

Varys watched the silent interaction between Green and Petyr with a smile on his face.

Petyr sighed and said, "We haven't gotten to know the new Prime Minister yet, but I don't think it will be as easy as it is now."

Green said helplessly, "I can only be regarded as an advance payment. I don't want to be watched by the Prime Minister like before."

He put on a sincere smile and said, "Lord Petyr, I will remember your help."

Petyr shrugged and said, "It's just mutual assistance. Everyone knows that our majesty lacks patience."

Green nodded in agreement and asked Varys, "Lord Varys, do you know where the Duke of Winterfell is?"