Mutton looked at Jon with blank eyes, and he said in a naive voice, "Twenty thousand Gold Dragon, half of each of us."
Jon was very moved, but after thinking about it, he said, "No need to separate Gold Dragon, we are friends, I will help you."
After saying that, he patted Mutton's thick arm, and Jon smiled calmly.
Mutton shook his head first, then smiled, "Jon, thank you, but the money still has to be divided. I have a request..."
On the river bank outside King's Landing, more than a hundred tents have been set up near the Tournament competition venue, and thousands of spectators will gather here.
Lord Eddard learned last night that King Robert finally returned to King's Landing. Because today was Tournament, he stayed directly at the Tournament venue outside the city.
In the early morning, Lord Commander of the Kingsguard Barristan Sir Selmy accompanied Eddard·Lord Stark to the king's tent.
While walking, Ser Barristan Selmy said, "King Robert plans to participate in the team close combat competition."
Lord Eddard's face was serious. "Ser Barristan Selmy, I heard about it before I met you."
Ser Barristan Selmy looked worried. "Lord Eddard, I only hope that our Majesty will change his mind after waking up."
"It's difficult."
The king's tent is close to the waterfront. The tent is woven with gold thread. It is the largest and most gorgeous building in the entire Tournament camp. Robert's warhammer and a huge iron shield are placed outside the entrance. The shield is decorated with House Baratheon and Crowned Stag.
After Lord Eddard and Ser Barristan Selmy went in, they saw Robert yelling at two young attendants who were busy helping him put on his armor.
"Your Majesty the King, this armor is too small... I can't put it on."
The young man who spoke was about to shed tears. After he finished speaking, he had to exert force again under the scolding of King Robert, but his hand slipped... and with a thud, the neck armor that was about to be put on Robert's thick neck fell to the ground.
"Seven Hells ah!"
Robert King said angrily, "Damn idiot, do I have to do it myself? You two idiots, pick up the things and don't just stay there with your mouths open. Lancel, pick it up for me quickly!"
Lancel was so frightened that he almost jumped up and hurriedly picked up the neck armor on the ground.
Robert King turned his head and looked at Lord Eddard, and said, "Ned, look at these two idiots, they can't even help others wear armor. What kind of servants are they? They are called pig heads wearing clothes."
Lord Eddard took a look and said calmly, "Robert, it's not their fault. It's because you are too fat that you can't wear it."
"Too fat? Too fat, isn't it?"
King Robert took a big gulp of wine, threw the empty horn cup onto the animal skin sleeping bunk, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and laughed loudly, "Damn it Ned, why do you always find the problem so quickly?"
Robert King turned to his two attendants, and both of them immediately showed nervous smiles.
His voice was like a bell. "You, yes, you two! Did you hear what Hand of the King said? The king is too fat, so he can't wear the armor. Go find Sir Alan and tell him that I need the pliers to open the breastplate. Go quickly! What are you waiting for?"
After the words fell, the two attendants hurriedly ran out of the tent, tripping over each other on the way.
Robert King put on a stern expression... until the attendants left, and he sat back in his chair, laughing heartily.
Ser Barristan Selmy, who was smiling informally, couldn't help but laugh along, and even Lord Eddard also showed a smile.
"Ah, I really want to see the expression on Sir Alan's face when he sees them."
Robert laughed and said, "If he had any brains, he would tell them to find someone else. Let's just let these two idiots run around all day long!"
Lord Eddard thought for a moment and said, "Robert, are these two children from the Lannister family?"
Lord Eddard couldn't help but care about the two attendants... They were both beautiful young men, with fair skin and well-proportioned bodies. The one with blond curly hair was about the same age as Sansa, and the other one was about the same age as Robb, with yellowish-brown hair and the same emerald green eyes as Cersei Queen.
King Robert wiped away the tears from his laughter. He nodded and said, "Cersei's two cousins, Tywin his brother's son, those dead brothers... I think about it... it seems like the living one... I don't remember. Ned, my Queen comes from a very big family."
Lord Eddard said in his heart: It is also an ambitious family.
He had no objection to the two young attendants themselves, but seeing that Robert was surrounded by Lannister people day and night, Lord Eddard couldn't help but worry about the safety of his friends.
Lord Eddard cannot learn hypocritical greetings, so he said directly, "Robert, I heard that you want to participate in group close combat?"
King Robert said impatiently, "Ned, don't even think about stopping me!"
Lord Eddard said seriously, "Robert, you have nothing to do with group close combat."
Robert King frowned and said, "You are so annoying. I think you have stayed in the north for too long, and the blood in your body has frozen into ice. Let me tell you! My blood is still boiling!"
After speaking, he patted his chest with his big hand to increase his persuasion.
Lord Eddard could not give in and reminded, "Don't forget that you are the king."
King Robert said angrily, "I got on that damn Iron Chair, can't I have the same fun as everyone else? Can't I just have a drink, find a girl to have fun, and enjoy the pleasure of riding a horse? Seven Hells, Ned, I'm so suffocated, I just want to hit someone."
Ser Barristan Selmy said, "My Majesty, it is not appropriate for the king to join the group close combat, because then the game will be unfair... Who dares to attack you?"
Robert King may have really not expected this level. He paused and said, "Oh, anyone can do it! Damn it, as long as they have that ability, the last one standing..."
Lord Eddard said calmly, "It will definitely be you."
Lord Eddard feels that Ser Barristan Selmy's words hit the key point. If he emphasizes the dangers of the competition, it will only irritate Robert more, and it is related to his self-esteem.
He added, "Robert, Ser Barristan Selmy is right, no one from Seven Kingdoms dares to take the risk to attack the king."
Robert King's face turned red. He stood up suddenly and said, "Damn it, you mean those cowards can't hit me on purpose?"
Lord Eddard shrugged his shoulders. "Of course."
Ser Barristan Selmy nodded quietly and agreed.
Robert was so angry that he couldn't speak. He walked from one side of the tent to the other, turned around, and walked back again. With a dark and angry look on his face, he then grabbed the breastplate from the ground and threw it angrily towards Barristan...Ser Barristan Selmy dodged away.
Robert said coldly, "Get out, lest I kill you."
Ser Barristan Selmy nodded first and then left the tent.
Lord Eddard was about to leave, but King Robert said, "Ned, you don't have to leave."
Robert The king picked up the jug from the table, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to Lord Eddard.
"Drink."
"I don't drink..."
"Drink quickly, this is the stupid king's order."
Lord Eddard reluctantly took the cup and took a sip. He frowned. This wine... was so strong that it stung his eyes.
King Robert sat on the chair and said angrily, "Damn Ned·Stark, you and Jon·Arryn, I love you so much, but what did you do to me? You or Jon should be the king."
Lord Eddard put down his wine glass, paused and said, "Robert, you are justifiable, and you are the most qualified to sit on Iron Throne."
Robert The king's voice was full of anger. "I asked you to drink, I didn't ask you to talk back. Damn it, since you made me the king, at least listen attentively when I speak! Ned, look at me, look at what I will look like after becoming the king...The Gods Your Majesty, I am so fat that I can't wear my own armor. How could this happen?!"
"Robert..."
King Robert interrupted, "Now that the king is talking, shut up! Ned, I swear to you, I have never been happier than when I was fighting on the battlefield, nor will I be more lifeless than when I got the throne now."
After a moment of silence, he said again, "Ned, I will not participate in group close combat..."
Robert stood up from the chair, walked over and patted Lord Eddard: "Ah... maybe you are right, I have become a good king after all."
King Robert waited for a while and saw that Lord Eddard made no sound, and said angrily, "Damn Ned, you should speak out in agreement at this time."
"..., you are right."
"Seven Hells ah!"
King Robert pulled Lord Eddard forward. "Who do you think the champion will be today? Have you met Mace's son? Everyone calls him Knight of Flowers. With this Anyone with a son would be proud. Last time Tournament, he gave Kingslayer's golden butt a good fall. You should really come and take a look at Cersei's expression at that time. I laughed until my stomach hurt..."
Tournament The arena is full of shining armors and tall war horses clad in gold and silver. The crowds are buzzing, and the bright flags of each family are fluttering in the wind... There are Seaguard's silver flying eagles, Bryce·Caron's night Orioles and Fields, House Redwyne's Bunch of Grapes, and the Spotted Boar, Red Bull, Burning Tree, White Ram, Triple Helix, Marsh Marigold, Purple Unicorn, Dancing the Maiden, Black Snake, Twin Towers, and Horned Owl.
Kingswood Seven Queensguard became the focus of the audience when they passed by the stands. They were all wearing silver armor, and their white cloaks were like the first snow.
Jaime·Lannister, riding side by side with Ser Barristan Selmy at the front, is the center of attention.
Jaime also wears a white cloak, but the armor he wears is glittering with gold, and his flowing blond hair is very eye-catching.
Kingsguard is followed by John Royce from Vale and others. John Earl from Runestone is called Bronze Yohn. It is said that the bronze armor on his body has thousands of years of history and is engraved with magic spells to protect the wearer. The person was not harmed, so he was called Bronze Yohn. His two sons, the eldest son Sir Andar·Royce and the second son Sir Robar·Royce, followed behind. Their armors were plated with silver and engraved with the same charm patterns as the ancestral bronze armors.
Then there are the twin brothers Redwyne, Sir Horas·Redwyne and Sir Hobber·Redwyne, holding up the heraldic shield of burgundy bunches of grapes on a blue background.
Gryn and the Twins The children and grandchildren sent by Marquis Walder·Frey entered the venue together. It was heard that the old Marquis' illegitimate son Martin Hewen was also among them.
The old Marquis Walder is ninety years old. His multiple marriages have given him nearly 30 legitimate children and countless illegitimate children. It is rumored that his eighth wife is pregnant.
Gryn pulled the reins, adjusted the direction of the horse, held the helmet in one hand and looked towards the stands... there were so many beauties.
"Lord Gryn!"
Gryn heard the clear shouting, looked for the sound and saw Hand of the King's two daughters.
Arya·Stark waved to herself. She was wearing the same green dress as Sansa. Gryn guessed that Septa Mordane must have forced her to put it on.
Gryn's eyes moved...Count of Maidenpool's niece Tayana Mooton... well... that rumormonger!
Gryn's eyes naturally passed by. If it weren't for this Miss Mooton, he wouldn't have remembered that Maidenpool is an integral part of Crackclaw Point... Well, Gryn is a simple lord.
He also saw a lot of familiar faces, nodding in greeting... Suddenly... Buzz!
The ladies and ladies in the stands stretched their necks and looked in the direction behind Gryn.
Knight of Flowers is entering!
Sir Loras·Tyrell wore extremely gorgeous silver armor, which was dazzling in the sunlight. It was also inlaid with flower patterns with sapphires, and the cloak on his shoulders was sewn with hundreds of flowers.
Loras's hair is a bunch of lazy brown curls, his eyes are like molten gold, and the snow-white mount underneath is covered with red blankets and white roses. Almost all the women in the stands are shocked by his handsomeness.
Lord Gryn withdrew his gaze calmly. In front was Jaime, and behind was Loras... Sandwiching 90 points between two 100 points... I want to check later which bastard arranged the entry order?! Gryn Lord took a breath, he was not angry at all.
He looked at the crooked melons and cracked dates of the Frey family next to him, and his mood improved a little.
"Oh, he is so beautiful."
Sansa·Stark When I saw Knight of Flowers, I felt that my heart was about to explode.
After Loras, Sir Gregor·Clegane, known as the Mountain, rumbled past the observation deck like a landslide.
Septa Mordane said in disgust, "Compared with others, Jory is like a beggar."
Hearing this, Sansa, who finally recovered from Knight of Flowers's beauty, followed Septa Mordane's gaze and looked over.
Father's guard captain Jory wore gray-blue armor without any heraldry or carvings, and the thin gray cape on his shoulders looked like a dirty rag.
Sansa pursed her lips and smiled, she had to agree with Septa Mordane's evaluation.
Septa Mordane pointed out to the crowd Jason Mallister Earl, who was wearing a blue-purple cape with silver edges and an eagle-winged helmet, to Sansa. She said that on Trident that year, he killed three major lords under Rhaegar alone.
When Sansa's good friend Jenny Poole (the daughter of Winterfell's housekeeper Wei Yang Poole) saw Beric·Dondarrion Earl holding a shield with lightnings and red-blond hair, she grabbed her wrist and excitedly announced that she was willing to marry that person right now.
They seemed to be watching the heroes described in thousands of ballads leaping before their eyes, each one more heroic than the last.
They also saw many people whom Septa Mordane didn't even recognize. They included mercenary knights from the Fingers, Highgarden and Dorne, Free Riders and new attendants who were not mentioned in the ballad, as well as young nobles who were from noble families but were at the bottom of the ranking, or heirs of local lords.
Most of these young people have not yet made any notable achievements, but Sansa believes that one day they will become famous Seven Kingdoms.