Mermaid Harbor, Small Council Chamber.
After Gryn read Margaery's handwritten letter, Right Hand rubbed his thumb against his index finger.
Margaery's handwriting is beautiful and her word choice... is quite bold, her grandmother.
It is also difficult for Little Rose. Fortunately, Lord Gryn has always been open-minded and never cares about the minutiae.
Gryn put away the letter, stood up, walked to the window, and looked outside.
The breeze blew and the sea water rippled.
Under the sunlight, the sea surface sparkles like countless gems shining.
Lord Mace, Lord Eddard, Lord Stannis, Lord Renly... Thinking of these dukes, Gryn's eyes trembled slightly.
Gryn thought of Petyr and Varys again. Although they both had their own thoughts, their purpose was the same, and they both wanted Westeros to fall into chaos.
Gryn is a little tired after thinking about it for a long time, and he really prefers side pushing!
So, who does Gryn envy the most in this world?
Of course, it's Dragon Mother who holds the script of the heroine Shuangwen. Although she is a little pitiful in the early stage, but later... her cheating life does not need to be explained.
King Robert, who can summon hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses with just one shout from a high place, is still here, so hold on!
Don't waste time in the early stage! For the sake of the tribe, Chief Gryn cheered up again.
Gryn returned to the table and picked up the quill.
First, deal with military affairs.
For example, Gryn notifies the corps commander of each corps that he will personally interview the Trierarch candidates recommended by them at the corps garrison and select them directly.
Then there are the personal letters.
The first letter was written to Cersei Queen, and the content was: Just arrived at Mermaid Harbor, and will be back at Red Keep soon.
The second letter was written to Daenerys, and the content was: He has arrived at Westeros safely, and I hope she will take care of her at Pentos.
The third letter, reply to Margaery, reads: He will arrive at King's Landing soon, hoping to meet the old lady who wants to spank him.
The next day.
Gryn has his legs stacked on top of each other, leaning against the armrest of the chair. Opposite him sits Septon Zari, the head teacher of King's Landing.
Middle-aged Septon Zari has a somewhat high hairline, a stout figure, and an amiable face.
Seven faith is the most important religious belief in Seven Kingdoms, and people often simply call it "the church". In Westeros, there are only the North, Crackclaw Point, and Among the three places Iron Islands, Seven has the lowest influence, Old Gods of the North and Crackclaw Point and Drowned God of Iron Islands are more respected.
Therefore, to distinguish it from ancient beliefs, the God of the Church is sometimes also called New Gods.
When Gryn began to recover Crabb's Lands, the monks stationed in Crackclaw Point had come into contact with (Chapter 15) Whispers.
Crackclaw Point is located in Crownlands, but is separated from Crownlands.
Crackclaw Point said that he believed in Old Gods, but due to the never-ending struggle for hundreds of years, Crackclaw Point men advocated force more.
Gryn needs Seven faith to allow Crackclaw Point to better integrate into Westeros, and to consolidate Crabb's dominance over Crackclaw Point.
But Gryn remembered that their old High Septon once said that the king's law is one thing, and the Gods's law is another.
For Gryn, Crackclaw Point is his private property. He is willing to put a beautiful coat on it, but he will never tolerate anyone overriding Crabb's right to rule in Crackclaw Point.
"Dear Septon Zari, I am only concerned about one issue, whether the appointment and dismissal power of Territory Bishop is in my hands."
Gryn said he was respectful, but his current sitting posture already showed his attitude.
Septon Zari's voice was unhurried. "Lord Gryn, we are very grateful for your trust and support, and may the Gods bless you!"
Gryn raised his eyebrows and said silently: But.
Septon Zari's tone was sincere. "However, the chief teacher hopes to strengthen this precious trust! Lord Gryn, we are the same. We have been praying that the Gods's kindness can reach this area. We also hope that House Crabb will bring eternal peace to Crackclaw Point."
Septon Zari said a lot, which sounded very good, but Gryn didn't hear anything practical.
Therefore, Gryn hates... people other than myself who criticize others.
Gryn slightly increased the angle of his body and frowned slightly. "Septon Zari, please speak frankly, do you agree?"
After a pause, Septon Zari said, "To be honest, we have never had... such a precedent."
Gryn shook his head slightly. "Crackclaw Point's situation is special. I think you understand this."
Gryn continued, "My territory is preparing for a new round of war. If everything goes well, Crackclaw Point will usher in a rare peace, and my responsibility will also change accordingly, which is to maintain the stability of Crackclaw Point."
Septon Zari smiled and nodded slowly, "Lord Gryn, thank you very much for your candor! We also hope for peace, and we are unanimous."
Gryn sat up straight naturally and spoke with the same sincerity, "You are right, the most important thing between people is honesty. We have to admit that there have been problems with our mutual trust in the past ten years.
You have to admit that this is not my personal idea. We cannot ignore things that we think have passed, because existing problems will not disappear without reason, so my conditions are not excessive, and it can even be said that I have always been sincere."
Regarding Gryn's blunt remarks, Septon Zari still looked kind, but was speechless for the time being.
When they were flattering Hand of the King, who would have thought that such a person like Crackclaw Point would suddenly appear.
The monks who often stay at Crackclaw Point know more about Red Keep than the big shots. Some people even privately call Lord Gryn the king of Crackclaw Point.
Septon Zari said, "We feel your sincerity, which is very precious to us, and we will cherish this precious trust."
Gryn frowned and said, "It seems that you brought a negative answer."
Septon Zari explained, "I bring the most sincere sincerity..."
Gryn interrupted with a wave of his hand and said in a sarcastic tone, "No, this monk, you only brought sweet words! What I feel from your words is only contempt and arrogance, which is almost exactly the same as the memory I have almost forgotten!"
Septon Zari finally couldn't maintain his peaceful expression.
He was about to open his mouth, but was interrupted impatiently by Gryn.
"Septon Zari, Crackclaw Point arrogant guests are not welcome, but I still respect you and your companions' Guest Right. You can leave my territory safely."
Why did he suddenly turn over the table?
Septon Zari looked stunned. "Lord Gryn, we are Seven Septon!"
Gryn said coldly, "This monk, have you forgotten Lord Stannis?"
Septon Zari was stunned, Lord Stannis will always be their unspeakable pain.
When Stannis was 13 years old, he witnessed with his own eyes the ship on which the Duke and Duchess of Steffon sank in Shipbreaker Bay, and both the Duke and Duchess died.
From that day on, Stannis hated Seven who brutally took away his parents. He swore to heaven that he would never worship any cruel god who drowned his parents.
Stannis is always a person whose words and deeds are consistent, especially Dragonstone, who left the deepest impression.
By frequently operating in a certain area, the monks will know that area very well, because their channels for obtaining information are wide enough.
Septon Zari remembers that Lord Stannis seems to think highly of Lord Gryn, and I heard that Mr. Stannis also found a priestess from R'hllor.
Thinking of this, Septon Zari instantly lost his temper.
Septon Zari regained his kind expression. "Lord Gryn, please don't be anxious. The most difficult thing between people is mutual understanding. We are sincere."
Sighing, he continued, "You have peace in your heart, which is the most beautiful character. The Gods is kind. May the Gods bless you!"
Be flexible in doing things, he is all doing it to create a new chapter in the history of our teaching!
The next day, Gryn was at the dock of Mermaid Harbor, reluctant to say goodbye to Septon Zari who was rushing to the head coach.
When Gryn was still regretting that he could only accompany him to the code, he received the information sent by Pentos Trading Company.
Daenerys knifed Illyrio?
Is this an early awakening?
Gryn rubbed his dark hair with his slender fingers, could it be another version of the heroine Shuangwen script?
The scroll king Gryn took steps in the direction of Small Council Chamber.
King's Landing, Maegor's Holdfast.
Cersei·Lannister faced the red mark on his face and said angrily, "I will regard this as a medal of honor!"
Robert·Baratheon sounded like a bell, "Then put it on quietly for me, or I will honor you again."
Cersei Queen raised his chin stubbornly and glared at King Robert in front of him.
"Damn it, just coming back here will give me a headache."
Robert complained first, and then said loudly to Cersei: "Jon is dead. Joffrey, as my eldest son, I promise not to be hypocritical. Pretend to be sad, but you must not celebrate! You even sent him fine wine and food to encourage his ridiculous behavior! Damn it, what kind of mother are you! The Gods Oh, this stupid woman is still my Queen!"
Cersei Queen shouted, "Joffrey is not only the heir of Iron Throne, he is also the son of Cersei·Lannister! Red Keep is his home, and he can do whatever he wants!"
"You!"
King Robert was so angry at Cersei's ridiculous words that his face flushed red and he couldn't help raising his hand again.
Facing the furious Robert, Cersei took a step forward without fear.
"Damn it, damn it!"
Robert, who still had sense, put down his hand.
If he doesn't control his anger, Robert is worried that he will become the first king to slap Queen to death.
Thinking about the eldest son, and thinking about his wife...Robert wants to drink.
Jon died suddenly.
In addition to his two younger brothers, the timid the Lord Oaf also came from such a far away place to join in the fun!
Also, why hasn't there been any news about that bastard Ned? Is Direwolf going to spend the winter too?!
Robert warned, "Cersei, don't let me discover your stupid teachings again! If there is another time, I will send Joffrey to Storm's End! At that time, unless I die, you don't want to see him again!"
Cersei said angrily, "Why?!"
"Why? Just because it's me sitting on that Iron Chair!"
Robert snorted coldly, said nothing, turned around and strode out of the room.
Cersei was trembling all over as she stared at Robert's leaving figure. She was so angry!
Outside the room door, Robert found Jaime·Lannister standing in front of him, glaring at him.
King Robert mocked. "Lannister again? Why does Kingslayer want to go back to his old business?"
Jaime's eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger, like an enraged lion.
Robert The king's tone was contemptuous. "Lannister, if you dare not stab me in the back, then put away your useless anger!"
After saying that, Robert's majestic body knocked Jaime away, leaving behind a cold snort.
Jaime's teeth gritted "Gege", and the veins on the back of the hand holding the sword hilt were bulging.
Great Sept of Baelor is located at the top of King's Landing Visenya's Hill, also known as Great Sept of Baelor. It is the center of Seven's faith and the residence of High Septon.
Sept itself is a magnificent marble dome building with seven crystal towers standing in it.
Corridor inside Sept.
Varys held hands together and complimented. "Lord Mace, only the fragrance of roses can soothe people's sorrow for losing Hand of the King. Your timely arrival has given them hope again."
Lord Mace stroked his beard and said, "We are all looking forward to Hand Jon Arryn's recovery, and his death cannot help but make people sad. Varys, I can only do my best!"
Varys nodded and said, "You are so kind and humble! If I want to compare with you, all I have left is the panic of suddenly losing Hand Jon Arryn."
Petyr was still dressed upright, but he could not hide the tiredness on his face.
"Hand Jon Arryn single-handedly trained me to become the imperial minister. This is something everyone knows..."
As he said that, Petyr shook his head with a bitter look on his face, and continued, "I always thought that I was serving the kingdom, but now I see clearly in my heart, I am actually serving Lord Jon! My lords, I am very hesitant, and I don't even know how to go on in the future."
Petyr was sincere, and Lord Mace quickly comforted him, "Petyr, you are too humble. I have also heard about your ability in Highgarden. Being able to manage the kingdom's finances is not an easy thing."
Petyr looked grateful. "Lord Mace, your arrival has calmed my hesitation. It is a great honor for me to be praised by you!"
Lord Mace patted Petyr: "The imperial ministers are all the pillars of the kingdom. I hope you will get over your sorrow as soon as possible. The government affairs of the kingdom cannot be separated from your hard work."
Varys smiled and said respectfully, "Lord Mace, your words make people happy. You have inspired us unintentionally. We will do our best!"
Petyr raised the corners of his lips and said, "You see, everyone is inspired by you. You are the real pillar of the kingdom."
Lord Mace stroked his beard. "As long as we can work together, the kingdom will soon be stable."
What a good point! Everyone agreed!
A cold snort broke the friendly and pleasant atmosphere.
When the stern-faced Stannis appeared in front of everyone, the corridor suddenly fell silent.
Stannis said coldly, "I heard your laughter from far away. Is there a wedding here?"
"Haha!"
Renly laughed loudly and walked over from the side.
"Stannis, although I have seen your ability to break the atmosphere many times, I still admire you every time I see you!"
The sky gradually woke up from the darkness, and the first ray of sunlight penetrated the mist, covering King's Landing with soft warm colors.
Dang~~dang~dangdang~dang~dangdang~~~~
Gryn stood on the deck of the bow and looked at the majestic King's Landing and the towering Red Keep. The tune from the previous life once again appeared in his mind.
I, Gryn, am back!!