Chapter 212 Letter from Hewan

On the morning of the third day after the incident in Jiao Ling, a team of hundreds of knights suddenly filed out of the castle and rushed towards the nearest Glen City to Jiao Ling.

The leader was Count Randyll Tully of Horn Hill, but all the members of the Silver Hand Knights also followed. The group of people went into battle lightly and arrived at their destination within a few days.

After staying in Rivendell City for a day, the team set off on the road again, but there was one more Count Levill of Rivendell City than before.

What followed was an endless journey, and the entire team continued to visit the lord families of the River Bend one after another, including the Peake family in Star Shuttle City, the Fossoway family in Cider Hall, the Rowan family in Golden Tree City, and the Ancient Oak City family. The Oakheart family, Florence of Brightwater...

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"The young people today are really amazing."

Standing on the city wall, watching the mighty team of knights rushing towards the old town, a thin, silver-haired old man raised his hand to wipe the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead.

"My niece is married to his second brother after all. How could she have any different intentions? Alas, someone from the Tyrell family must have said bad things about us."

Having said that, the old man couldn't help but shiver, feeling a little in awe in his heart.

It was just a preliminary contact with some people, and it was noticed before he could do anything... So how do the young Duke's eyes grow?

"Father, what should we do now?" Someone asked beside him: "Uncle followed them, will there be any accidents?"

"What accident can happen? Our Florent family is loyal to the Iron Throne."

The silver-haired old man waved his hand after hearing this.

"Give an order to capture all Targaryen traitors in the territory, and we can no longer indulge those bandits. They can't bring us any benefits now, they will only cause trouble!"

As he said this, he suddenly had an idea and asked again.

"By the way, I haven't heard that Lord Renly is engaged to anyone, right?"

"No, father." His son shook his head beside him.

"That……"

The silver-haired old man opened his mouth, but after carefully thinking about the situation of several female junior members of the family, he sighed in disappointment.

"Talent is scarce."

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It was still a hot summer in the year 294 of Aegon's calendar, but a sudden cold wind from the river bend surged rapidly, dispelling the sweltering heat and boredom of the climate everywhere.

The team starting from Horn Hill made a long circuit of the Reach. It took a long time, but it was equally grand.

Every time the team arrives at a noble castle, new members will be added after the journey again, the family heir, the current head of the family, or a family representative.

And as they arrived in one territory after another in the river bend, the news about the collusion between the remaining Targaryens and the old disciples, and what happened at Horn Hill gradually spread among the noble circles. Some people were filled with indignation about this, and some were concerned about it. The hearts are complicated. Some people have gloomy faces, some are helpless, and some are quietly thinking crookedly.

But no matter what these people think, when the team arrives at their home, they can only put on a welcoming gesture, offering delicious food and drinks, and have to face the young Duke who is accompanying them. Smiling in a confrontational or intimidating manner.

His presence frightened many people, but as the hidden conversations continued, some people who were frightened did not hesitate to send people to join the team the next day, and were somewhat relieved.

At the same time, they will immediately issue a wanted order in the territory, directly labeling the old disciples who have been active here for nearly ten years as traitors, and vow to wipe them out.

On one side is a new regime that has already established a firm foothold, and on the other side is the remnant royal family of the old era that is drifting overseas and is ready to launch operations against Westeros, but has not yet launched any further plans. Although some lords hope that the families under their jurisdiction can Playing chess on both sides, or simply rebelling, but under the pressure of someone taking advantage of the situation, you have to make a wise choice.

But someone's purpose is not just that.

After the whole team wandered around the Reach, and after all the major families in the Reach visited one after another, a letter written by Renly himself and signed by other families was sent to King's Landing by raven. Inside the Red Fort.

At this time, the people in King's Landing were not unaware of the slightest signs. In other words, they had been observing the whereabouts of the remnants of Targaryen outside Westeros for some time.

Because according to reports from spies, several rulers in the Free Trade City-state seem to have contacts with the remnants of the previous dynasty, including Braavos and Volantis, including Norvos and Qohor.

Braavos and Volantis are the two most powerful city-states among the Free Trade City-states. The other two are also not weak, not to mention that there may be some situations that they don't know about.

All this makes His Majesty the King on the Iron Throne a little restless. Recently, he has been coming to the Imperial Council Hall one after another to keep a close eye on this place.

"I said earlier that I would send assassins to completely eliminate those two remnants, but you insisted on stopping me. Jon, what do you say now, come up with a solution?"

King Robert's angry questions echoed in the grand and vast hall. Facing this, the silver-haired old man sitting on the prime minister's seat pursed his lips and became speechless, with a sad expression.

"Assassinating children is a stain on a king. Your Majesty, it will damage your honor." Barristan Selmy, the captain of the Kingsguard, said this, causing King Robert to curse.

"Fuck honor, how many people will die for this shitty honor? Barristan, tell me? How many lives is the shitty honor you mentioned worth? Those people might even laugh at me for being a fool. I let them grow stronger and still talk about honor - seven layers of hell, I really shouldn't have believed you!"

"Maybe the situation is not that bad, your majesty." The newly promoted finance minister, Lord Mace Tyrell, comforted him at this time: "We just heard that Targaryen has connections with the rulers of those city-states, but having connections does not mean that he We have formed an alliance. "

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Grand Maester Pycelle, with a ruddy face, slowly said: "The nine free trade cities have hatred for each other. For example, there is no possibility of cooperation between Braavos and Volantis. Your Majesty, Braavos is against slavery. In addition, Lys, Myr and Tyrosh have been fighting for the disputed land for many years-"

He didn't finish his words because an attendant suddenly appeared from the back door of the Royal Conference Hall. After receiving the signal, he ran over and handed a letter to Grand Maester Pycelle.

The old man with a long white beard spread out the letter and read it for a few times, and his expression became very strange.

"What bad thing happened again?"

King Robert asked with a cold snort. After nine years, he had grown from a strong young man to a middle-aged fat man with a round belly, but he was still very deterrent when he was angry.

Grand Maester Pycelle did not dare to neglect and quickly replied: "It is news from the Reach, Your Majesty, about Lord Renly, he--"

The old man said, looking at the brown-haired fat man sitting on the other side of the long table with a strange look in his eyes, and did not continue to speak, but stood up and handed the letter in his hand to King Robert.

The person involved, Duke Mace, was a little surprised by this.

He knew what the "adopted brother" had done in the Reach recently. After all, the movement was a bit big. As the Lord of the Reach, he could not be unaware of it.

He even mentioned this matter at the royal meeting table not long ago. Regarding those red-robed monks and those traitors, His Majesty has sent ravens to notify the lords of the seven kingdoms to investigate.

But this is basically the end of the matter, what other changes can there be?

Duke Mace was very puzzled, and then King Robert laughed at him, which made his heart tremble, and his mood became a little uneasy.

Without keeping him on hold, King Robert pushed the letter over, so the Duke of Mace, who had become a fat man over the years, took it up and read it carefully.

His expression unconsciously became a little gloomy.

The content of the letter was very simple. The major families of the River Bay testified that the old disciples were indeed traitors, and at the same time expressed their determination to clear out all the Targaryen spies in the territory.

In addition, the unified document was also printed with familiar seals, Hightower, Rowan, Tully, Fossoway, Oakheart...

The dense seals made the Duke of Mace a little angry, but then he thought about it and suddenly figured out something. He stood up decisively, took off a seal ring on his hand and stamped it on the letter, so a rose emblem appeared on this long scroll letter.

He then handed the letter back to King Robert, the first of the group, and declared loudly: "The Reach is determined to wipe out all Targaryen spies. Your Majesty, please rest assured that we will not let anyone go!"

Thanks to Cangshan Fuxueshibaitou for the 6,000 yuan reward~ There will be another chapter in the evening.