Chapter 654 Damon: He can shut up forever.

"Why not?"

Daemon walked out slowly and asked as a matter of course.

He is the uncle of the king, the younger brother of the previous king, and the son of the brave Baerlon.

Being a prime minister is more than enough?

"Is this what you really think?"

Corliss grinned and sneered: "It really fits your unrealistic personality."

"Hmm~" Daemon snorted lightly, not annoyed.

Isn't it just a mockery? I've seen it a lot.

Who can hurt him with his own character.

"Uncle, you should stay behind the scenes."

Emond's one eye was cold and he didn't take the other person seriously at all.

Daemon failed to become the prime minister of his father's palace and once ran away from King's Landing with a big fuss.

He wanted to be the prime minister of his brother's palace today, so why would an old guy from the old times join in the fun.

Hearing this, Daemon smiled without saying a word, and a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes.

He didn't take the threat of the one-eyed nephew seriously at all.

It's just a child clamoring for candy.

"Brother!"

Aemond turned his head and faced Rhaegar, his voice heavy: "With me as the Prime Minister, you will rest assured."

Visible confidence.

Rhaegar took a deep breath and said helplessly: "How can you make me rest assured?"

Words are not enough, this kid is a bit of a coaxer.

Aemond came prepared and showed his capital: "Stonehelm defends Dorne, Qohor has the cheapest lace and spices, and I can also fight for you on the battlefield."

The way he talked eloquently was like a peacock with its tail spread.

Rhaegar nodded slightly and did not deny it.

He is indeed quite powerful.

"As far as I know, Qohor does not belong to you."

Corliss denied it condescendingly: "Your fiefdom is only Stonehelm, and the other side of the Greenblood River is also guarded by the fleet of the Velaryon family, and the second prince's palace is built."

He dared to run for Prime Minister, so he had this confidence.

The royal family cannot do without the help of the Velaryon family.

"Qohor belongs to me, whoever conquers it will own it."

Aemond's face suddenly turned cold, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.

The city-state that was conquered with great effort should not be allowed to be touched by others.

"Then you should be awarded the title of prince."

Corliss smiled and said, like a knife stabbing into people's hearts.

"Woo~"

Aegon's eyes rolled around, and the corners of his mouth that were raised could not be suppressed.

He was the only one with the title of prince among the three brothers.

Aemond's face was completely black, and he gritted his teeth secretly.

It's just a title, what's so strange about it.

Rhaegar looked at his good uncle who was watching the situation quietly, and asked with a smile: "Uncle, when the two of you showed your abilities before, didn't you say anything?"

Originally, his intention was to favor the sea snake Corliss.

Even the Duke of Cregan in the North, Kermit Tully of Riverrun, Aegon and Aemond were also considered.

The sea snake has the oldest qualifications, but the disadvantage is that it is too old.

The old one is a little proud and complacent, and does not take the king seriously.

The two dukes are also good candidates, especially Cregan Stark, who is a pen pal.

Stark is an ancient, loyal and stubborn surname.

Cregan is young, but he has sophisticated political means and the reserve of sticking to his heart.

However, the North has begun to be unstable, and the people of the North will not easily go south.

Needless to say, the latter two are brothers of their own family.

Even the unreliable Aegon is more reliable than others.

"Your Majesty, I have nothing to say."

Daemon smiled and spread his hands: "All I can do is loyalty and fulfill my duties."

"Loyalty?"

Collis muttered, and couldn't help but sneer: "Are you qualified to say this word?"

Think about the stupid things Daemon did in the past, which can fill a basket.

"Do you want to try?"

Daemon narrowed his eyes, with a hint of a hidden knife in his smile.

A father-in-law and a son-in-law, tit-for-tat sarcasm.

It seems like a big enemy.

Corliss shut his mouth, adhering to the principle of silence.

Rhaegar had a rough idea in his mind, and his body, which was leaning on the side, gradually sat up straight.

"Your Majesty, there is also me."

Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a noisy voice.

Rhaegar looked in the direction of the voice and saw the impatient Minister of Justice.

Jaspy was eager to prove himself, and said attentively: "I was born in the Stormlands, and I was one of your father's trusted ministers. The construction of the Prince's Palace was indispensable to my running around."

He wanted to make progress too much.

The Baratheon family that ruled the Stormlands completely fell from the altar.

A smart person can see that the Stormlands will be directly governed by the crown in the future, with the Prince's Palace under construction as an administrative unit.

If he can serve as the Prime Minister in front of the king and take the opportunity to place people in the Prince's Palace, there is no need to worry about power.

The entire Stormlands will depend on his face.

"Lord Iron Rod, you interrupted me."

Rhaegar looked unprepared and gave a warning for the first time.

A long time ago, he was dissatisfied with this guy.

Because they are old ministers of my father, none of the ministers in the Imperial Council were replaced.

However, it does not mean that they cannot be replaced.

"Sorry, Your Majesty."

Jasper pretended to be humble and continued to promote himself: "The construction of the Prince's Palace is about to begin. If I serve as Prime Minister, I will do my best to negotiate a reduction in material costs and win over the nobles to unite."

"I don't plan to pay extra material costs."

Rhaegar's eyes turned cold and he asked: "The nobles in Stormland are loyal to the royal family. When do we need to send people to unite?"

This is a heart-breaking statement.

Jasper was sweating like rain, and hurriedly explained: "There will always be people who are not used to the Baratheon family withdrawing."

"Who!?" Rega asked directly.

Jaspi was speechless for a moment, there was nothing he could say.

"Okay." Rega was not interested in talking anymore and waved his hands like he was shooing away flies: "Please step back."

If the conversation continues, he might get really angry.

Subconsciously, he touched his waist, holding the clan sword Black Fire.

After a daze, a piece of the True Fire Wear on Aemon was lost.

Thinking about it this way, I felt worse and worse.

"His Majesty……"

Jaspie still wanted to fight for it.

"Back off!"

Rhaegar's face darkened and he winked at his good uncle calmly.

The meaning is self-evident, he wants to change the Minister of Justice.

Jaspie felt humiliated in his heart, and opened his mouth as he backed away: "Your Majesty, the news of the howling of the souls of Storm's End has been spread."

"I told you to shut up."

The veins on Rhaegar's forehead jumped, and he heard the threat.

"Rumors hurt people, so please..."

Jaspie didn't know the importance and wanted to do this.

Swish——

A cold light flashed behind him, and the sound stopped abruptly.

Jaspi froze on the spot, half-pull his head as neatly as cutting tofu, and fell to the ground with a snap.

"ah!!"

Aegon was startled, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"It's really annoying."

Damon looked calm, wiped the blood stains on the Dark Sisters, and shrugged his shoulders: "He can shut up."

Plop——

As soon as he finished speaking, the body with half its head missing fell straight to the ground.

Colorful brains were scattered all over the floor, and a section of tongue was exposed in the mouth that was missing the upper palate.

"presumptuous!"

The commander of the Kingsguard, Ilic, changed his expression greatly and immediately drew his sword: "Disarm his sword."

Iron Guards Alec and Sir Steve stepped forward from left to right, surrounding them with eager eyes.

The reputation of the dissolute prince has always been belittled by the loyal knights.

"No no."

Damon sheathed his sword and raised his hands with a smile: "I'm just fulfilling my loyalty."

As he spoke, he stared at his good nephew on the Iron Throne.

Rhaegar's expression remained normal, with no hint of happiness or anger on the surface, but secretly he stirred up a storm.

It was originally thought that Damon would take the opportunity to get rid of Jaspie and be promoted to Prime Minister.

I didn't expect it to be really eliminated.

"Your Majesty, Daemon was too unscrupulous to attack and kill ministers in front of the emperor."

Corliss had an angry look on his face, with no trace of real or fake anger.

But if one competitor dies, the other will also lose his qualifications.

The other ministers watched Jaspi's body lying on the spot, and they were inevitably dissatisfied.

The old man Lin Man had already covered his mouth and retched.

Rhaegar didn't respond, and looked at the good uncle below.

Damon smiled, but didn't take it seriously.

"This matter... ends here!"

Rhaegar became serious, showed the majesty of the king of a country, and made a decision: "Daemon Targaryen will serve as Prime Minister concurrently. There is no objection."

Jasper, the king's convict, deserved his death.

A good uncle who kills people in front of the emperor is not a kind person either.

However, for the sake of his family, the latter is essentially worthy of the position of prime minister.

Moreover, as the prime minister serves as a mediator between the royal family and the aristocracy, it is easy to choose someone who attracts hatred.

From now on, the blame will be thrown on the good uncle. If he can't bear it, he will resign.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Damon grinned and knelt on one knee.

In an instant, the throne hall fell silent.

Corliss became angry and said loudly and unacceptably: "Your Majesty, you would rather protect your uncle than accept me as the Prime Minister!?"

Again.

The first time was when Viserys refused to marry Lannar, and the second time was when the king refused to marry his eldest son to his granddaughter Baenila.

Now I would rather choose Damon as the Prime Minister than him who has to work hard and achieve great results!

Faced with doubts, Rhaegar persuaded him kindly: "Lord Corliss, you are already tired enough as Lord of the Sea and Admiral of the Navy."

"No! That's not an excuse."

Corliss argued with reason: "My son Lanino can serve as sea minister, but you deliberately neglected me."

"Lagnino has been abroad for many years and is not familiar with government affairs."

Rega frowned slightly, not wanting to talk nonsense: "This matter is settled."

He is the king and he can choose whoever he wants.

Collis is very old and will be eighty in a year.

My great-grandfather, King Rui, was only sixty-nine years old.

Choosing Damon as a sword and shield is better than an old guy who dies in his sleep at any time.

"What a joke."

Corliss sneered again and again, and turned his head towards Damon: "I want to see how well your uncle and nephew can manage the kingdom."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and walked out of the throne room.

The Prime Minister can be inappropriate, but the face of the Velaryon family cannot be lost.

Daemon does what he wants, a prostitute prince who hangs out in Flea Bottom.

We must turn King's Landing into a big brothel.

"Walk slowly without seeing you off."

Damon crossed his arms and curled his lips slightly.

If you can't be your brother's prime minister, it's better to be your nephew's prime minister.

He encouraged his daughter Benila to pursue her true self, but she was unwilling to endure it.

He wants to prove himself, just like when he was targeted by his brother and Otto many years ago.

You have to be in a high position and do something that shocks the world.

"White Knight, drag the body down."

Rega was very calm and did not change his mind because of Corliss's departure.

Where else can I go?

The Seven Kingdoms are so small, the Targaryen family is not afraid of threats.

Erik nodded and signaled the two Iron Guard brothers to clean up the hall.

"Aemond, stop staring."

Rhaegar had his own ideas, and pondered: "You will take over the position of Lord Ironstick as the Minister of Justice and manage the laws of King's Landing for me."

No matter if it works or not, find a proper position to try the water first.

Aemond's one eye was gloomy, and he still had expectations for the Prime Minister in front of the king.

But the position of Minister of Justice is also considered to be a formal seat in front of the king.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Aemond gritted his teeth and accepted it sullenly.

Rhaegar turned his eyes and looked at little Daeron on the edge, and said: "You will serve as the chief steward of the treasury and share the pressure for Lord Linman."

"Huh?" Linman was stunned when he heard this, and asked in confusion: "Your Majesty..."

"You are old, it's better to take it easy."

Rhaegar waved his hand to interrupt, not arguing about anything.

"Yes." Lin Man thought about it and reluctantly accepted it.

When you get older, you are indeed inferior to others in many cases.

Daeron scratched his head, not expecting the burden on his shoulders to suddenly become heavier.

It can also be regarded as a seat in front of the king.

Finally, Rhaegar saw Aegon.

At this time, Aegon was full of excitement, and his eyes were full of clear stupidity.

What about him! What about him!

"That's it, adjourn the meeting!"

Rhaegar glanced at him and ignored him directly.

The guy who is playing badly, play badly.