As soon as these words came out, several Kingsguards looked at each other with pale faces.
After all, they just focused on protecting the king and completely forgot about Marga Li. If they can't find anyone, the old woman from the Tyrell family won't give up.
Even if they are members of the Kingsguard, I'm afraid they will still be punished.
As for Corleone, who was being accused for no reason, he didn't get angry with Joffrey. After all, he knew this boy's moral character very well, and the wrinkles in his brain were as smooth as if they weren't there. No matter what he said or did, it was not unusual at all.
However, Cersei next to her choked up at the right moment, interrupting the furious Joffrey.
"Seven Gods!"
She covered her face, her shoulders couldn't help shaking, and there was a cry in her voice.
But Corleone could still see between her fingers that the corners of her mouth were curved upward.
"Marga Miss Li... she must have...
"Oh, poor child, she is only sixteen years old. What if she ends up like that fool in the Stokeworth family?"
"Even if we get her back, I don't think she can become Queen...
She said it so naturally and so sadly that even Joffrey almost wondered whether he had been deceived by the push he had just witnessed.
However, Corleone shook his head.
This stupid woman actually planned to destroy Marga Li's innocence for the sake of quick pleasure, and even expected her to be killed by the mob.
You know, once Loras left, Marga Rei became the only link between Tyrell and the Lannister. In doing so, she was clearly pushing her most powerful ally to the opposite side.
The stupidity of this act is comparable to Robb Stark's execution of Karstark Earl.
But that's not important. After all, it's none of Corleone's business that Lannister is having a stupid fight with Tyrell. Let Old Lion worry about it himself.
But although today's riot could deceive Joffrey, it would never be able to deceive Tywin and Olenna Redwin, who were as human as they were.
If anything happens to Marga Li, Corleone will definitely be killed by the two old guys working together.
But the good thing is...
Just when Cersei was about to burst out laughing, a series of footsteps suddenly came from the alley.
Immediately afterwards, a short and stocky man came out with a few people.
The noseless Rorge was grinning. The smile was uglier than the cry, which was in sharp contrast to Cersei who was crying and smiling.
But none of that mattered. What mattered was that he was holding a delicate woman in his arms.
It is Marga li·Tyrell.
Her light blue dress was torn and stained with dirt and dust, her hair was disheveled, and her dirty face was stained with tears.
But fortunately, her clothes were still on her body. Although they were messy, they were not torn to pieces. Her arms were tightly around Rorge's neck, as if this extremely ugly man could give her a sense of security.
Rorge walked up to Corleone, carefully put Marga Li down, straightened her slightly hunched back, and looked extremely proud.
Growing up in Flea Bottom, he never thought that one day he would be able to hug the future Queen.
So moist...
The fingers trembled slightly, as if the warm feeling still stayed in the palm of the hand, Rorge was reluctant to let go for a moment.
Marga Li's legs were a little weak, but she could barely stand firm.
She raised her head, looked at Corleone, looked at Joffrey, and finally gave Cersei a vicious look.
Her lips were trembling, and she wanted to say something, but she still refrained from having an attack on the spot.
"Your Majesty, Lord Corleone."
Rorge's voice was so loud that everyone could hear. "We found Miss Tyrell in the alley. She was surrounded by several people, but fortunately we arrived in time and she was not harmed in any way!"
As soon as these words came out, Cersei felt as if she had been slapped hard on the face, then turned her head and stared at Corleone 0 angrily
Corleone did not look at Cersei, but walked straight to Marga Li, took off his robe, and put it on her trembling shoulders.
"You are safe, don't worry, Miss Tyrell."
Hearing this, Marga Li first had a flash of resentment in her eyes, then she staggered into Joffrey's arms, and she burst into tears.
"Oh, Your Majesty, it's so good to see you're okay!"
I thought Joffrey would comfort me, but unexpectedly he just nodded blankly and said nothing. Marga Li is still alive, which should be a good thing.
But... why do I always feel...
At this time, Cersei had regained her composure. She stepped forward and pretended to want to hug Marga li. "My dear, thank the Seven Gods, you are okay...
But Marga li avoided it.
Cersei's arms were frozen in the air, and her smile was a little awkward.
Seeing this, she had no choice but to take two steps forward and come to Corleone: "Thank you so much, Lord Corleone."
"It's nothing, this is what I should do."
Corleone nodded and said righteously, "Protecting the king is the obligation of each of our citizens in Junlin, and Miss Marga Li is the future Queen."
"If something happens to her, I think the Prime Minister and Duke Tyrell will be very... very angry."
He emphasized the last few words very strongly. If Cersei wasn't so stupid, she should be able to understand.
Obviously, although Queen Mother was stupid, she was not as stupid as her king's son. She instantly understood how impulsive her behavior had been.
Taking a deep breath, although I was still unconvinced, I didn't accuse him again.
"Your Majesty."
Seeing Cersei's expression, Corleone also nodded and turned to Joffrey: "Although what happened today did not happen in my Flea Bottom, as compensation, please leave all the mobs that attacked you to me."
"Yes..
Hearing this, the king, who had an out-of-touch personality and a strange mind, suddenly lit up and shouted, "Kill them, kill all those untouchables!"
"I'm going to kill everyone on this street!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone who was originally bound by the rope suddenly glared at him with red eyes.
No one could have imagined that Joffrey, who had just escaped from danger, would make such a "wise" judgment in public, and was not afraid that the rest of the group would be killed before they could return to the Red Keep.
Fortunately, Corleone spoke up at the right time and said, "The tone of my voice will kill them. I have a better proposal, Your Majesty."
"What advice?" Joffrey asked curiously.
"Let them live." Corleone said, "But from now on, their lives no longer belong to him."
"These people will work for Your Majesty under my supervision until they die."
"Every ounce of their strength and every drop of sweat will be used to atone for their sins until the last moment of their lives."
"This is more cruel than death, because death is only a moment of pain, while working to death... is a long life of torture."
"Furthermore, this can also show the kindness of the Iron Throne to everyone. You gave him a chance to live, although this life is "more painful than death."
Upon hearing his proposal, Joffrey's eyes lit up.
This idea... is such a great idea!
If you don't kill people, you won't have a bad reputation.
But these untouchables will receive a punishment more terrible than death!
And it sounds very wise, like a decision that a real king should make!
"Okay!" Joffrey cleared his throat, trying to sound like a wise monarch, "That's it!"
"I'll leave these people to you, Corleone."
"I want them to work themselves to death and spend every minute in pain!"
"As you wish, Your Majesty." Corleone bowed slightly.
"Hey hey hey.
Joffrey smiled cruelly, but he didn't realize that the people who were tied up almost couldn't hold back their laughter.
Work for Corleone until you die?
That's really... great!
You know, they are all low-level civilians. Before Corleone came, they had no problem eating. House of Order provided food, housing, and a generous salary.
This is not a punishment, it is simply a reward!
"In addition." Seeing that Joffrey was happy, Corleone struck while the iron was hot. "In order to ensure that such incidents will never happen again, I ask Your Majesty to allow me to strengthen the security around Flea Bottom and form a team of Hundred-Man Peacekeeping Force to demonstrate the majesty of the Iron Throne."
"Of course, the cost will be borne by myself."
"Okay! Okay!"
Joffrey agreed without even thinking about it, after all, every suggestion made by Corleone seemed to be thinking about him.
If he wasn't afraid of his grandfather, he even felt that a talent like Corleone should be the prime minister!
"I want to reward you, Corleone!"
He happily slapped Corleone on the shoulder and shouted excitedly, "I must reward you, the Imperial Council needs people like you...
"Your Majesty!"
"Joffrey!"
Seeing that Joffrey was trying to promise a seat on the royal council, Cersei and Corleone hurriedly stepped forward to interrupt him.
What a joke.
Those positions are all in the hands of Old Lion. If he feels that he is ambitious enough to stage such a show to achieve his goal, it will be difficult in the future.
Cersei, on the other hand, felt a little guilty. After all, she had just taken away Loras, and now she almost killed Marga li.
"Lord Corleone saved a few of us. This is a heroic act like a knight and deserves to be rewarded."
She took a long breath and raised her voice to ensure that everyone around her could hear. "So, I think Lord Corleone should be canonized as a true knight!"
Hearing this, Joffrey nodded vigorously. "Yes! It should be!"
"Let's do this, I will personally canonize you...
","No, Your Majesty!"
Seeing that this idiot was starting to come up with random ideas again, Corleone quickly interrupted him.
Joffrey looked at Corleone in confusion and saw his sincere eyes and sincere tone. "I am from a humble background and am just a Farmer. How can I be qualified to be canonized by such a noble person as Your Majesty?"
"That's right!"
Cersei also immediately stepped forward. "Bloodline is very important, but what Corleone did today also proved his courage, wisdom and loyalty."
"Well, Joffrey, you order your great-uncle Kevan Lannister Ser to personally preside over the canonization ceremony at Baelor Great Sept."
"This not only recognizes Corleone's achievements, but also won't be too exaggerated."
She spoke magnificently, and every word was impeccable.
Joffrey, who had no opinion, was so confused that he nodded impatiently. "Then it's settled. Tomorrow morning, Uncle Kevan will canonize you at Sept."
As soon as these words came out, Corleone finally showed a smile from the bottom of his heart.
As Tywin was using Hands in the Dark and Old Lion as a means of checks and balances, the chance of obtaining a title from him was slim and could only be achieved through trapping.
But fortunately, although there were some minor twists and turns, it went quite smoothly.
Don't look at Cersei, an old lady, helping him like this, it's because Corleone said that even if Loras is sent away, Tywin is very likely to marry her off at any time, as long as the benefits are sufficient.
In order to obtain Corleone's once and for all solution, Cersei had no choice but to accompany him in a play.
"Thank you Your Majesty, thank you Queen Mother."
The goal was achieved, Corleone leaned forward slightly. "Please allow me to escort you back to the Red Fort. This road... is still not very safe."
With that said, he got on his horse and Dothraki Warrior raised Black Hand Banner.
Three carriages that had been prepared arrived, and Joffrey got into the carriage, slumping down on the cushions, exhausted.
He glanced out the window and saw Corleone riding a horse and walking beside the convoy, his back as straight as a sword, and he felt a sense of security in his heart.
The team drifted away.
All the hustle and bustle seemed to gradually calm down, and the entire riot went from start to finish very quickly, causing almost no casualties.
Even the street where the dispute first occurred has become very clean and tidy again.
Only... one body wearing White Armor is missing.