Lancel·Lannister said in horror, "No... don't... no... I didn't..."
Gryn·Crabb raised his eyebrows and said, "What don't you want? Nothing?"
Lancel crawled over and grabbed one of Gryn's calves tightly, crying, "Gryn, you believe me, I didn't take the initiative, I was ordered... I..."
Lancel trembled his lips, unable to think of a good excuse.
Gryn looked down at Lancel, whose eyes were red, and said coldly, "By order...Lancel, do you mean that the noble Queen Regent Cersei took the initiative to open your legs for you at night?"
Lancel's eyes lit up, this is the truth, Gryn is really smart!
He nodded quickly and heavily.
Gryn looked at Lancel's clear blue eyes, moved his legs, and shook off Lancel's hand.
"Ser Lancel, you dare to slander Queen Regent Cersei. Words of slander cannot hide the truth. I think Queen Regent Cersei must have been forced by you using dirty means."
Lancel started to cry, "How dare I..."
Gryn interrupted Lancel: "Forget it, I'll leave you to His Majesty Joffrey."
Lancel was already in tears, and his voice was trembling. "For the sake of our friendship, please, Master Gryn!"
Gryn coldly refused. "Ser Lancel, please leave these words to His Majesty Joffrey. I remember that he likes people to beg hard."
Thinking of the scene of being interrogated by Joffrey, Lancel trembled with fear.
"Master Gryn, I never dare to be right with you again. Please don't hand me over to King Joffrey!"
Gryn looked hesitant. "You want me to help you deceive His Majesty Joffrey?"
Lancel said quickly, "As long as you are willing to let me go, I will leave King's Landing immediately, I swear!"
Gryn stared at the pitiful Lancel for a while, with a little unbearable expression on his face. He sighed softly, leaned down, and reached out to help the frightened Lancel.
"Lancel, you have just been canonized as a knight, and I don't want to see your bright future ruined like this."
Gryn patted Lancel: "I have not forgotten our friendship, you should stay."
Lancel looked in disbelief, and the sudden joy made him burst into tears again.
Lancel choked up and said, "Ge...Gryn... I really deserve to die..."
Gryn picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to Lancel.
"No one will know about you. You continue to stay by Queen Regent Cersei's side, maintain her trust, and meet any of her needs at any time... Well, for our unchanging friendship."
Lancel wiped away his tears and carefully took the wine glass. He looked at Gryn with some confusion.
"Ser Lancel, hide our firm friendship, continue to play your role well, and continue to be jealous of Queen Regent Cersei's trust in me."
Lancel lowered his head and thought for a while, and he seemed to understand the hidden meaning in Gryn's words.
"Gryn, you want me to..."
Gryn tapped his chin and patted Lancel's arm. "This is a good thing. Queen Regent Cersei will rely more and more on the two of us... Lancel, you won't be satisfied with a small knight title, right?"
Lancel looked at Gryn with bright eyes, and he was a little excited. "Gryn, you are still smart, I understand! I will do what you say, I swear!"
Gryn raised his glass, gestured towards Lancel, and said, "Ser Lancel, for our friendship and for our bright future, let's drink a toast."
Lancel raised his glass and drank happily.
After a pause, Lancel hesitated and said, "Gryn, then... in the future... the Queen Mother will still want me..."
Gryn's brown eyes moved slightly and looked at Lancel, whose face was getting redder and redder.
"Lancel, whatever you did before, you will do in the future. Be happy, Queen Regent Cersei is a great beauty... The Queen Regent is very hard, she needs happiness, everything you do is for our kingdom."
Lancel nodded blankly.
Gryn put down the wine glass and said, "Ser Lancel, tell me now why you are looking for me."
Lancel glanced at Gryn first, then lowered his head and whispered, "I beg the Queen Mother to arrange a position in City Watch."
"What did you say? How did Queen Regent Cersei answer?"
Lancel did not dare to express his anger. He answered honestly, "I said...Gold Cloaks cannot be all in the hands of people who are not Lannister..."
He raised his eyes and glanced at Gryn. Seeing that Gryn was not angry, he continued, "The Queen Mother said... let me go directly to you."
"No more?"
Lancel nodded quickly.
After a moment of silence, Gryn's eyes trembled slightly.
"Lancel, it seems that the Queen Mother still trusts you. You must remember her kindness."
Lancel showed a puzzled look, and he couldn't help but scratch his head.
"In addition to the kingdom's government affairs, Queen Regent Cersei definitely needs someone to help him handle some personal matters. She will feel more at ease if you leave some matters to you, who is also Lannister."
Gryn added in his mind... And you are very easy to control, or in other words, easy to handle.
Hearing Gryn's words, the corners of Lancel's mouth turned up uncontrollably.
Gryn's eyes moved slightly, and now Lancel is easily out of control... In order for Lancel to become more reliable, he decided to find opportunities for Lancel to contact Joffrey a few more times, so as to consolidate the friendship between the two.
Lord Gryn sighed secretly. Originally there was only one Pycelle, but now there is another Lancel. He was worried about them.
"Ser Lancel, I appoint you as Captain of the Red Keep Guard of Gold Cloaks, and together with Lannister Red Cloaks, you will protect the safety of Queen Regent Cersei."
Lancel puffed up his chest with excitement. "Yes, Lord Gryn!"
Gryn smiled and said, "Lancel, Red Keep and the Queen Mother will be left under your protection. Remember that some of the Queen Mother's personal affairs must be completed with all your heart. Don't let her down."
Lancel nodded heavily. "Gryn, I understand, I will definitely remember it."
Gryn's face was gentle, and he put a hand on Lancel's shoulder. "Lancel, we are good friends, and I will support you."
After a pause, he added, "Also, you must remember that Robert I has passed away. You must not make Queen Regent Cersei's belly bigger, otherwise the Gods will not be able to save you."
Lancel blushed and whispered, "Gryn, I... we... the Queen Mother forbids me... I always... put it on her belly..."
Gryn raised his eyebrows, he understood instantly.
"Wonderful belly."
Gryn sighed, and then said, "As long as you don't forget the consequences, my friend."
City Watch Hundreds of Swamp Marigold Banner flags were flying in the training ground of the East Army Camp, and the soldiers' armor and weapons were shining brightly in the sun.
On the high platform, Gryn raised his hand slightly, paused for a moment and then dropped it. The heads of the former commander-in-chief's adjutant Yalar Diem and dozens of other people rolled down.
After Gryn became the commander-in-chief, there would be scenes of heads rolling down every day at the military training ground. These people were the last group of confidants of the former commander-in-chief, and they were also the biggest beneficiaries of Gold Cloaks's corruption.
Gryn deliberately kept them until today and executed them in full view of the public.
Gold Cloaks Lancel, one of the guard captains, froze there, motionless.
When the execution was over, Lancel glanced down uneasily. Whether it was the blue phalanx or the golden phalanx, it was so quiet that it made people panic.
Lancel was standing next to Gryn at this time, his voice was trembling. "Gryn, aren't you worried about the mutiny?"
Gryn's eyes moved and looked at Lancel.
"Lancel, Queen Regent Cersei only gave me ten days, and..."
As he spoke, the corners of Gryn's mouth curved slightly and he continued, "If we don't deal with these people, how can we have the money to subsidize the salaries of ordinary soldiers, and how can we arrange for higher positions for those who take the initiative to join us?"
The minimum for ordinary soldiers in Gold Cloaks is 2 Gold Dragon per year, and officers increase in rank. However, most soldiers and lower-level officers had most of their military pay deducted by the former commander-in-chief and his cronies.
Gold Cloaks is not only the garrison of King's Landing, but also the law enforcer of King's Landing. The Gold Cloaks who have had their military pay deducted continue to reach out to the people, thus forming a vicious circle.
When Cersei promised to appoint him as Commander of the Gold Cloaks (Chapter 136), Gryn had regarded Gold Cloaks as his own industry and began to plan how to take over.
Before Petyr·Baelish left, because he was "worried" that Gryn would be weak alone in King's Landing, he handed over the intelligence collection staff to Gryn... In return, Gryn agreed to take care of Petyr's property left in King's Landing.
After receiving intelligence from Petyr, Gryn discovered that he and Petyr were indeed good friends. It turned out that both of them were eyeing Gold Cloaks, or... it should be said that Petyr had long been eyeing King's Landing's largest armed force.
The former commander-in-chief Janos·Slynt died, Gold Cloaks can be said to be doing their own thing, and Gryn has 2000 Crabb Blue Cloaks, coupled with accurate intelligence, and justified, Gryn quickly eliminated the former commander-in-chief's team.
When those people were executed, their belongings were also pocketed by Gryn, with a total value of nearly 300,000 Gold Dragon.
Lancel smiled reluctantly and said, "I definitely wouldn't be able to do it."
"Actually, the key lies in Gold Dragon." Gryn's eyes moved to where Gold Cloaks was lining up.
Gryn first took out 50,000 Gold Dragon to subsidize Gold Cloaks. The nearly one thousand Gold Cloaks standing here are the second batch of people who received Gryn's "gift".
Boxes full of Gold Dragon were brought over, and Gryn would personally supervise the distribution of the soldiers' subsidies as he did last time.
Why did you only take out 50,000 Gold Dragon? Lord Gryn raised his eyebrows and refused to answer.
After Lancel left, Gryn called over Geoffrey (King's Landing, captain Survey Corps) who was standing not far away.
"Geoffrey, arrange for people to keep an eye on Lancel·Lannister."
Red Keep, Throne Room.
"Welcome to the King of Andals, Rhoynar and First Men, His Majesty Joffrey I to King of the Seven Kingdoms, House Baratheon and House Lannister."
"We sincerely welcome your Majesty's mother, Light of the West, Protector of the Realm, the Queen Regent, House Lannister's Cersei."
Ser Barristan Selmy, who was dressed in brilliant silver armor, walked at the front, Sir Arys Oakheart escorted Queen Regent Cersei, and Sir Boros Braun walked next to King Joffrey.
King Joffrey walked to and stood in front of Iron Throne. He was wearing a black velvet coat embroidered with red thread, a glittering high-collar gold-lined cloak over his shoulders, and a gold crown inlaid with rubies and black diamonds.
King Joffrey raised the corners of his lips, looked around at the people under Iron Throne, and then slowly sat down.
He loudly said, "It is the king's duty to punish traitors and reward loyal ministers. Pycelle Grand Maester, I order you to read my verdict."
After Joffrey finished speaking, Grand Maester Pycelle stood up and nodded slightly in the direction of Iron Throne.
Grand Maester Pycelle is dressed very gorgeously today, wearing a thick red velvet robe, a mink collar, a bright gold ribbon, low-hanging sleeves, and full of gilded scroll decorations.
Grand Maester Pycelle unfolded a roll of parchment and began to read out a long list of names: Stannis·Baratheon The Duke and Duchess and their daughters, Renly·Baratheon Duke,...,Mace · Tyrell Duke and all his descendants,..., Lisa Lady Arryn and her son,...,Prince of Dorne Doran·Martell and all his descendants,...,Walder·Frey, the Marquis and his heirs,...,Hoster·Tully, the Duke and his brother Sir Brynden, and his son Edmure Jazz,...,Catelyn·Tully, Robb·Stark, Brandon Tully·Stark, Rickon·Stark, Arya·Stark.
The list read out by Grand Maester Pycelle includes most of the important nobles Seven Kingdoms.
"In the name of the king and Small Council, the people on the list will come to Red Keep immediately and swear allegiance to the king. If they fail to comply, they will be regarded as rebels, and their territories and titles will be taken back by the royal family."
Buzz! Everyone in Throne Room almost simultaneously let out various exclamations.
Pycelle Grand Maester rolled up the parchment on which the list was written, and then unfolded another piece of parchment.
Grand Maester Pycelle cleared his throat and read, "In order to replace the rebel Eddard·Stark, in accordance with the wishes of the Queen Mother Regent and His Majesty the King, Duke Casterly Rock and Warden of the West Tywin·Lannister takes over the position of Hand of the King and manages the kingdom's government affairs in the name of the king."
"Finally, the beloved King Robert I passed away due to an accident. Small Council believes that the safety of King Joffrey's life is the top priority...", Pycelle looked at Queen Regent Cersei.
Queen Regent Cersei Tap her chin lightly, and she slowly stood up.
"Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, Barristan Sir Selmy, obey."
Barristan, who was originally guarding Iron Throne, came over and knelt down on one knee towards Queen Regent Cersei.
"Queen Regent, Barristan Selmy is at your disposal."
Queen Regent Cersei's green eyes glanced at Barristan, and her voice was cold. "Please stand up, Ser Barristan Selmy, you can take off your helmet."
Barristan Although he was confused by the Queen Mother's order, he still stood up and took off his high helmet.
The old knight held his helmet with one hand and looked at Queen Regent Cersei.
Queen Regent Cersei raised his chin slightly and said, "Ser Barristan Selmy, you have served the kingdom for a long time and fulfilled your duties faithfully. Every good man and woman in Seven Kingdoms is grateful to you. However, I am afraid that your service must come to an end now. Both our king and Small Council hope that you can relieve your heavy burden."