Chapter 90 The Trial of the Seven Sons (14)

Obviously, no matter how wise and intelligent he may be in the future, he is still just a child, who looks about seven or eight years old.

Even though he is more mature than ordinary children, he cannot think and disguise like Renly, so he gave up "resistance" after a short while in the face of Renly's affirmative question.

"I think my father's decision is wrong, so I let Bean pretend to sleep like me, and then I jumped off the boat. I think that in this way, my father will no longer think about returning to Dragonstone."

He looked indignant when he spoke, as if he was annoyed by his father's weakness.

"It's a pity that your plan didn't succeed, because he's gone." Renly replied, and he didn't bother to ask who the Bean he was talking about was.

"Impossible, he will come to find me, he can't just leave like that." The boy said without hesitation: "Even if he doesn't come to find me, my mother will come to find me, as long as they find out that it's Douzi and not me."

"The fact is that the port has been occupied by us, and your ship has long disappeared."

"You are lying, I don't believe it."

The little guy stared at him suspiciously, then turned and ran without any warning, but Renly just raised his arm and grabbed the back of his collar, and then ignored the other's struggle and kicking, and said with a smile: "Believe it or not, kid, anyway, I didn't see any king's people in the port, and I clearly saw that your family's ship had gone far away."

"Only the white ghosts believe you, you just want to catch the high bishop I handed over to you, don't think I can't guess it."

"If I really have this plan, why would I find an excuse." Renly said: "Why not just take you away? Like this?"

He shook his wrist, and the man swayed in the air, appearing to have no resistance.

This also made the little guy react quickly, and then he looked confused.

"Did they really run away?"

"No, do you believe it?" Renly replied. I thought he would burst into tears or something after hearing this, but I only saw a thoughtful little face.

"Could it be that they didn't find that I had escaped? Douzi is the same height as me, and it's hard to see when hiding under the quilt." He murmured thoughtfully: "Yes, that's right, it must be like this. My brother is sick, and the servants are busy taking care of him. They may, may really not have noticed that I'm missing..."

At the end of the conversation, his whole face became depressed, but then the child cheered up, turned his head to look at Renly, and said seriously: "But they will definitely come back to find me, they will, bring dragon flames!"

Renly was indifferent to this, but shook his wrist again, so the man's face drooped again.

Renly laughed at this.

Just walking on the street and picking up a little prince, he felt extremely lucky. Before, he was still thinking about how to smoothly fleece the powerful Targaryen family, and now the hostage was in hand.

But even though he thought so, Renly still had doubts in his heart.

His son fell in King's Landing, and King Aenys was indifferent?

Logically speaking, he couldn't be so ruthless, the history books recorded that although the other party was indecisive, he was also very caring for his children...

How was this incident resolved in the original history?

Or, did this really happen?

Thinking about it, another thought flashed through his mind inexplicably, so Renly suddenly asked: "Your grandmother is Rhaenys Targaryen, right?"

"Everyone knows this." The boy replied.

"When did she die?"

"She's not dead yet!" The boy said angrily: "You are still a knight, can you speak?"

"Not dead!?" Renly was stunned, and the hand holding the boy's collar tightened unconsciously.

"Then where is she?"

"I don't know."

"How could you not know?"

"My grandmother has been missing for many years, she disappeared before I was born." The boy answered.

"Didn't she die in Dorne?"

"My father said that my grandmother almost died in Dorne." The boy said, "But a Dornishman saved him."

After saying that, he looked puzzled.

"I have never figured out why the Dornishman saved my grandmother. When I asked my grandfather when I was a child, he didn't answer."

"You haven't seen that Dornishman?"

"That was many years ago." The boy looked at Renly with an idiotic expression: "My father was not as old as I am now at that time."

Renly ignored the expression of this man, but asked seriously: "I mean, what happened to that Dornishman later?"

"I don't know, I have never seen him. Maybe he disappeared too?"

As the boy said, he saw the big blond man with a thoughtful look on his face, and couldn't help feeling strange.

Although he was still young, he felt that the knight in front of him seemed to have no hostility towards him, unlike those church people outside who called their family monsters. So he gradually relaxed a lot, but relaxation did not mean no vigilance, he was always carefully answering the other party's questions, and instinctively trying to get close to him in order to get closer to him.

But generally speaking, there seemed to be nothing to be vigilant about this person's questions, so he was telling the truth now.

But why did the big blond man in front of him look a little strange?

The boy didn't understand this question for a while, and he didn't have time to think about it, because the blond knight in front of him thought for a while and then looked up at him again.

"Do you know anyone else in King's Landing?"

"I only know people from my family, Grand Maester Gavin, and our Kingsguard." The boy replied, thinking that this person wanted to let him go, so he suggested: "You can send me back to the Red Keep, my father left some people in the Red Keep."

Renly did not comment, and asked again: "What about the people in the church in the city? Have you seen yours?"

This made the smart little guy react vaguely, so he said carefully: "I only know Brother Murmison, but he was chopped into pieces by some lunatics in your church a while ago. It was just because he presided over the wedding of my brother and sister."

"That's good." Renly was relieved, and then suddenly pulled the boy to stand up.

"From now on, your name is Egg." He said.

"Egg?"

The boy was stunned when he heard it: "Why should I call it this name?"

"Because you have a "predecessor" with this name, and he is also bald." Renly replied.

This made the smart little guy think about it.

"So you're not going to hand me over?"

"My name is Lemon, my uncle is Pete, he opened a bakery on Flour Street, he's very rich, and he secretly hid a purple-eyed prostitute from Rees as his mistress, but he got into trouble because of the war. He was seriously injured and dying, leaving you as his illegitimate son, and you met me who came to visit."

Renly ignored his question and said to himself: "It's likely that no one will care about you, but if you can't fool people with your identity, I'll say that I was deceived by my dead uncle and don't know your true identity, so you'd better pretend to be decent. If you can fool people, then you're my new servant."

Pete, who opened a bakery, really existed, and he had indeed died in the melee in King's Landing not long ago, so Renly gave some instructions on his appearance.

"What do you want?"

The boy understood the meaning of the other party's words, so he hurriedly said: "We can discuss it. I will cooperate with you to blackmail my father. We don't need to go to your sept. It's too dangerous."

"You can't give me what I want." Renly said as he carried him and turned towards the horse, looking like he was carrying a chicken.

This made the boy a little embarrassed and annoyed, and he couldn't help but blurt out the words that he had been holding in his heart for a long time.

"You are not a pious knight, nor a polite knight."

"But I am a good knight to you."