Chapter 121 Eight Hundred Warriors

Near noon, the meeting ended.

They each placed the stone ball in front of them back on the disc and walked out of the conference hall together.

"Viserys."

As soon as she walked out of the door, Allison, who was wearing a green dress, called softly and naturally took her husband's arm.

"Have you been waiting a long time, Allison?"

Viserys asked with a smile, enjoying his wife's attention.

He was in his prime and was very fond of the young and beautiful Allison, and the two were often in love.

"I've prepared lunch, just waiting for you to use it."

Alison has a friendly smile and gentle eyes.

Viserys glanced at the ministers who were accompanying him, and he couldn't help but straighten his back, feeling very proud of his wife's virtuousness.

The ministers did not live up to his expectations. They smiled and nodded and walked away consciously.

Viserys looked at the pair of children expectantly and extended an invitation: "How about dining together? The food prepared by Allison is very good."

"No, Rhaegar and I have eaten."

Rhaenyra had no expression on her face and turned around to leave.

She is estranged from her father, and her relationship with her "good sister" Allison is even more intense.

We don’t want to share a table with each other if we don’t have to.

Rhaegar stood there, looking at Rhaenyra's back in amusement.

Losing the shackles of the crown prince's status, Rhaenyra has also let go of her personality in recent years, and she just can't stand it.

"Ahem..."

Just as he was thinking about the reasons for his refusal, a light cough came from not far away.

Rhaegar cast his gaze, and it was Tyran with blond hair who pinched his throat and winked at him.

This Lannister youth is also a handsome and handsome man.

But when a man winked at him, Rhaegar couldn't stand it.

After pondering for a moment, Rega declined: "Father, the convoy from Mushroomji will enter the city late, and I have to go and supervise it."

Viserys was a little disappointed: "A group of savages, what's there to do?"

However, he also knew the hard work the eldest son had put in and did not force it.

Holding Allison's hand and walking away side by side.

After the two of them walked away, he walked towards Tailan, who had been waiting for a long time, and said with a smile: "Master Tailan, what do you have to say?"

"Walking and talking."

"OK."

As the two of them walked in the corridor, Tailan put his hands behind his back and pretended to be mysterious: "Prince, do you know why the queen appeared at the door of the parliament hall today?"

"Did she do anything?"

Rhaegar kept smiling and questioned.

Since the reserve meeting, Alisson has been doing his job.

Apart from some innocuous little tricks behind his back, he has always maintained a virtuous and virtuous image on the surface and has never had any conflicts with Rhaegar.

Tailan nodded: "The Queen privately recommended the former Prime Minister Alto to take charge of the cleaning of the streets of King's Landing that you proposed last time."

"Haha, she has a good idea. She can not only welcome Alto back to King's Landing, but also take over the real power."

Rhaegar smiled lightly.

The permanent population of King's Landing reaches a staggering half a million.

Looking at the entire Westeros, it is also one of the largest city-states.

But it is such a city-state with a political center.

The population is bloated, order is disorganized, feces and urine accumulate in the streets, and the stench fills the sky.

Every summer, Lei Jiayu Long could smell the pungent stench even from ten miles away.

Before the Longxue reform plan, he proposed street cleaning and rectification of the residents' environment.

"Prince, you should make plans early and choose the person to implement the strategy."

Tailan looked sincere and said with deep meaning: "Allowing Alto to return to King's Land will not only pick your fruit, but also cause unnecessary trouble."

"Thank you for the information, Lord Tyran."

Rega found it interesting, patted the other party's shoulder, and went to the corner of the stairs to say goodbye.

He had no doubts about Tailan's intelligence.

But I can only shake my head at its purpose.

…

At night.

Rhaegar returned to the dragon's lair.

The door was opened, and the interior was dark, with bonfires and night light interlaced, mottled and blurry.

Rhaegar's steps were steady, and the subtle sound of sharp friction reached his ears.

"Hiss..."

Suddenly, a roar resounded, and green dragon flames spurted out like pillars, illuminating the entire dragon cave.

Gluttony climbed to the top of the dragon's lair and looked down at the Driver below.

The dragon's cave space lit up, and figures appeared one after another, lining up neatly.

"prince……"

The moment he saw Rhaegar, the shouts were like drums, echoing in the vast dragon lair.

Puff puff--

Clusters of bonfires were lit, the darkness was dispersed by the firelight, and the dragon's lair returned to brightness.

Rhaegar looked up and saw that the center of the dragon's lair was divided into two groups of people, crowded with people.

One of them is wearing leather armor and holding a spear or sword. He is the original guard of the dragon's lair.

There were about three hundred people.

One party was wearing animal skins and linen clothes. They were all tall and mighty, with tough faces. There were nearly a thousand people.

These people were the free people who followed him on the Crab Claw Peninsula.

One person from each team walked out.

Menas was wearing a bachelor's uniform and his complexion had faded away from his sallow complexion.

There was a thin figure, a brown-haired boy wearing coarse linen clothes, with a white falcon standing on his shoulder.

The young man walked up to Rhaegar, bowed and saluted, and said in a soft voice: "Prince, eight hundred warriors are waiting for you, at your disposal."

Rhaegar hit him on the shoulder and asked: "There was no problem on the transport, Tormund?"

Tormund turned his head and glanced at the white falcon on his shoulder, and said shyly: "Don't worry, I have more than one pair of eyes."

His white falcon is the inheritance of the tribe.

"That's good. We'll send someone to pick up the equipment tomorrow, and the number of Dragon Guards will be increased to a thousand."

Rhaegar swept past eight hundred free folk warriors, feeling proud.

These are all warriors he has carefully trained.

Now that Dragon Cave needs personnel, they are a legal armed force.

In the huge city of Junlin, the royal army only has two thousand gold robes.

The dragon couldn't always be by his side.

How could he sleep without forming an armed force of his own?

…

After arranging the manpower, Rhaegar walked up to the second floor of Dragon Cave.

There is his private room on the second floor.

Crunch——

Opening the door, Rhaegar walked into the room, frowning slightly.

"You're back?"

A familiar voice sounded, and a light turned on, illuminating Rhaenyra's figure.

Rhaegar closed the door, lit the candles in the room, and said in surprise: "Rhaenyra, why are you here?"

"Wait a minute."

Rhaenyra changed into a strapless red dress, walked closer with her waist swaying, lifted his chin with her fingers, and chuckled:

"In the afternoon, the carriages transporting the freedmen came into the city like a snake. I guessed where you were?"

"You saw the team I formed, how do you feel?"

Rhaegar didn't try to hide it, sitting generously at the table in front of the fireplace.

"It's quite fierce. As expected of a savage, he can be of great use."

Rhaenyra told the truth.

Rhaegar picked up the quill, took a piece of paper and drew a picture, chatting while drawing: "In order to solve the survival problem of the free people, I have put a lot of thought into it."

"Mushroom collection? That's a good tool for making money."

Rhaenyra thought of the special caravans operating in the King's Land and the Riverlands, and her tone was a little envious.

Most of the nobles in the royal territory were wealthy, and the mushroom market was set up at the junction of their territories, serving as a transfer station.

The geographical location of the Riverlands is special, with intertwined rivers, weak connections between local lords, and weak trade.

Rhaegar cooperated with the old Duke of the Tully family and acted as a merchant, transporting supplies to the territories of nobles in various places in exchange for supplies.

You can make a lot of money every year.

Not only can he support a group of free people under his command, but he also has spare money to squander.

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