Chapter 77 They are bastards! (25, please order first)

Dragon Nest City, Silver Blood Tower.

Warm sunlight penetrated through the holes in the window and shone on Diana who was slowly flipping through the ledger. It turned out that the girl from the Tully family was indeed in good health. Her face had already recovered just a few days after giving birth to the child. There was a lot of blood.

Ronzel walked into the room softly, sat on the soft chair beside his wife's bed, and reached out to gently stroke Diana's long, silky honey-colored hair. He has not grown a beard. If anyone looks at him, he is still the handsome young man he was a few years ago.

"Sorry for making you worry." Diana put down the account book and said weakly.

"You are already great." Long Zell said gently: "The children are all very good. I have found the best nanny."

Diana rubbed her belly with some fear, but finally smiled: "The children are all well-behaved, but there was something wrong when they finally came out."

"Our children successfully hatched dragons. They proved the continuation of the family's bloodline. Diana, you are a great contributor to the family."

"Have you thought about the names of the children's dragons?" Diana asked curiously. After waking up, she saw the children's dragons with her own eyes.

"Let the children get it themselves." Long Zell said with a smile. "This is their buddy and it's their responsibility to name their buddy."

Diana smiled and pointed to the account book in her hand: "This month, there are two thousand gold dragons in the family's account for Tigaro. It must be that the family is going to build something in King's Landing."

"It's not that it's going to be established, it's already been established." Long Zell took the account book. "Tigaro wants money for further operations."

"There was a law during the time of King Jaehaerys. My dear, most of the products sold by the Varese family had to pay a heavy tax equivalent to one-third of the price of the goods when entering various ports. The nobles built new castles. You also have to pay a very high tax. How did you do it? There is no such money in the family's ledger." Diana gently tapped Long Zell's forehead, and Long Zell took advantage of it and lay down on the soft chair. On the backrest.

"The king exempted me." Long Zell rubbed the leather of the lounge chair comfortably and replied with a smile: "Our dear King exempted me from the city construction tax. As for the customs duties, no tax collector would dare to provoke a Dragon King family. Risk taxation, oh, yes, it does have a few tough points, but it doesn’t hurt.”

"No wonder it only took the family two years to turn a profit." Diana sighed, but this also proved that the Varese family was really wealthy. For two consecutive years, they spent at least the equivalent of nearly 700,000 pure gold dragons. of gold and silver luxuries, and nearly 100,000 pure gold dragons, and they are still extremely rich. If the Varese family did not have the right to mint coins, the progress of turning losses into profits may be faster.

"The next step is the right to mint money, but the Targaryen family is not so easy to let go." Longzell secretly thought, the right to mint money has always been firmly in the hands of the Iron Throne. The Iron Throne has obtained a large amount of wealth by casting currency, and every year alone The gold mines in the West can bring the wealth of tens of thousands of pure gold dragons to the Iron Throne. Although the Varese family's city-building operations are not taxed by the Iron Throne, part of the money spent also goes to the iron chair in King's Landing. .

"Your Highness, there is news from King's Landing."

There was a gentle knock on the door, and Hoffa's voice came in.

"It doesn't look like good news." Diana knew that news that came directly to her husband's ears was usually not a trivial matter. "Go ahead, I'll take care of myself."

Long Zell kissed her gently on the forehead, turned around and walked out of the room.

"Your Highness, Ser Marentin Velaryon of Tideshead Island brought the descendants of the Velaryon family to King's Landing to seek justice for the dead Ser Wymonde Velaryon, and to claim the inheritance of Tidehead Island. ”

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Long Zell frowned: "Weymond? How did he die? Is there any news from Dragonstone Island?"

Hoffa nodded and followed Longzel and said: "Sir Weimond openly questioned the bloodline of Xiaojie, Xiaolu and Joffrey, thinking that he was the first heir of Tidehead Island. Princess Rhaenyra was very angry, and she ordered Prince Daemon executed Ser Wymonde, and our spies in King's Landing saw the Red Queen, Syrax, Corakxiu and Terexiu arriving at the dragon's lair. It is estimated that the news will reach Xiaojie and the others soon. "

Before he finished speaking, the door to the spiral stairwell suddenly opened. Jakaris and Lucilis walked over with a cold face. Valarr and Rey followed behind them, also looking unhappy.

"I already know what happened." Ronzel stopped Valar's words and looked directly at Jakaris and Luslis. "What are your plans?"

"We will go to King's Landing immediately to assert our rights, my lord." Jakaris said without hesitation: "Sir Weimond's declaration not only questions our legitimacy, but also questions the legitimacy of mother."

Long Zell nodded. "Good kids. We've got your back."

Jakaris immediately rushed to the elevator of the Silver-Blooded Tower with Lucilis, who was almost in tears of gratitude, preparing to ride on the dragon.

"Then I'll prepare the silver wings." Valar nodded to his brother and followed.

Rey held Longzel and asked in a low voice: "Brother, do we need to go through this muddy water? The king will definitely favor Princess Rhaenyra."

"The muddier the water, the better it is for us, Rey." Long Zell said with a smile: "You can't really fall in love with that three-year-old child, right?"

"Of course not." Rey immediately understood what his brother wanted. King Viserys was scratched by the Iron Throne again last year, and the wound had not healed for a long time, so that it directly caused a serious illness this year. The court had been turbulent for a long time. The undercurrent can no longer be suppressed. The silver-haired boy whispered: "Brother, are you sure you want to side with Princess Rhaenyra?"

Long Zell nodded, "It is in our interests to stand on the princess's side. Whether it is the close relationship between the princess's children and us, or the loopholes left by the princess's inheritance, they all meet our needs, so why not Why? But at least for now, we are still neutral.”

"I understand, brother." Rey nodded: "I will protect the castle and the children."

Long Zell nodded his little brother's nose lovingly. "You are also a child. You can listen to everyone's opinions on things in the city. Aslan, Fansen, and Hoffa are all in the city. You should also listen to Layla's opinions. She has learned a lot from Diana. "

"Understood." Rey nodded. Long Zell touched his brother's hair, turned around and walked towards the elevator.

Loud dragon roars sounded one after another.

First, the young Womax and Arax took off first, with the dark green Womax leading the way. This little dragon has grown rapidly in the past few years in Dragon's Nest City, and is now enough to support manned long-distance flights, while the white Arax takes the lead. A lap smaller, but more agile, surpassing his brother's dragon in a few strokes.

Silver Wing followed closely behind, its vast wingspan almost able to accommodate the two dragonets.

The last to take off was Wormisall.

When the Bronze Fury took off, it was like a mountain flying in the sky. However, the people in Summer Hall have become accustomed to these giant dragons. Even if the shadow blocks the sun, everyone is still busy with the work at hand.

The giant dragons landed in the courtyard of the Red Castle. They did not go to the dragon's lair, but stopped directly in the courtyard, staring eagerly at the green and gray knights in the courtyard.

"Your sons and their knights are here." Princess Rhaenys leaned on the railing and looked at the dragons landing one after another. She didn't know what she was thinking. Rhaenyra stood beside her, feeling somewhat relieved. Looking at the two sons who have grown into young men.

"I need your support," Rhaenyra said softly.

"You and I know this very well, princess," Rhaenys replied in the same voice. "I will not question Xiaolu's inheritance, but I will not support it publicly, as for the result." Rhaenys said: "I believe that my dead son will give us answers on behalf of Heavenly Father."

After saying that, he returned to the throne room without looking back.

Rhaenyra pursed her lips and looked at her sons, Dragonzel, and Valarr got off the dragon's back together and hurried into the Red Keep. She could only sigh and returned to the throne room.

"The court prays for Lord Corlys Velaryon and prays to the gods to bring him back safely, but the more important things at the moment are the issue of the heir of Tidehead Island and Prince Daemon's abuse of the law."

Prime Minister Otto stood in front of the Iron Throne and said loudly.

Malentin and his brothers and nephews stood under the steps guarded by the iron sword, looking directly at Prime Minister Otto, Queen Allison and the royal family members, as well as Rhaenys and Baela. Standing with Rhaena on one side, Rhaenyra, Daemon, Ronzel and Valarr stood on the other side with the children. The Kingsguard surrounded the Iron Throne, while the courtiers, princes, and ministers stood behind, craning their necks to see what was going on.

"Ronzel, I am grateful that you are on my side," Rhaenyra whispered.

"Xiaojie and Xiaolu are our attendants, and this is also our responsibility." Long Zell responded in a low voice.

"Now, as Prime Minister. I will speak on behalf of His Majesty the King on this issue." Otto carefully sat down on the Iron Throne. "Now, Sir Marentine."

Malentin stood up and bowed to Queen Allison first. "Your Majesty the Queen."

Then he looked at the Iron Throne: "Your Majesty Prime Minister, the history of the Velaryon family can be traced back to the ancient Valyrian period. When the Targaryen family ruled the sky and the earth, Velaryon governed the sea for the royal family." Malentin He glanced at Long Zell angrily. "The blood of the Velaryon family flows with salt and sea. Our blood is ancient and our blood is pure. My brother Ser Wymonde has been assisting our beloved uncle all his life. We are his closest relatives and are connected by blood, which cannot be questioned."

"Are you questioning the bloodline of my sons? They are the children of Laninor." Rhaenyra interrupted Malentin. "They hatched and controlled the dragon, which shows that they have unquestionable dragon blood. Malentin, if you care so much about blood and law, you should not try to question the legal heir of the family. This is just your greed and ambition."

"Princess Rhaenyra, please do not interrupt." Queen Allison interrupted Rhaenyra. Signaling Malentin to continue.

"That's your blood!" Marentin suppressed his anger. "Your Majesty the Queen, Prime Minister, this has nothing to do with ambition. This involves the purity and inheritance of the Velaryon bloodline. The bloodline is everything to us. It cannot be interrupted."

Jakaris looked at Marentin coldly, holding his brother down with one hand and the hilt of the sword with the other hand, but was held down by Long Zell.

On the other hand, Emond watched the performance here with interest.

"Ser Weymund should inherit Tidehead Island because of his pure blood." Malentin said, he pointed at Rhaenyra angrily: "It was your ambition that caused my brother to die shamelessly and illegally." Judgment'!

"Therefore, I would like to nominate my brother's son Daeron to the Iron Throne. He is of pure Velaryian blood and deserves to inherit Lord Corlys's Driftwood Throne."

"Princess Rhaenyra, you can defend your son Lucerys Velaryon." Otto said calmly.

Rhaenyra was just about to speak.

The door to the throne room suddenly opened. Ser Elric Kargael and Ser Stephen Darklin opened the door, and King Viserys wearing a golden mask moved in tremblingly on crutches. Allison was shocked, and hurriedly joined the equally anxious Rhaeny. Ra rushed over and tried to support the king. But the king raised his hand to stop him.

He moved tremblingly across the corridor of the throne room, looked up at Longzel, and saw him standing next to Jakaris, with a smile on his damaged lips.

"Ho, ho, dragon, ho, ho, Long Zell, thank you, ho. Ho, for your support."

Long Zell nodded slightly. "The king still loves his daughter. What a pity." He said in his heart.

The king slowly moved to the steps and struggled to step up, but he lost his balance and almost fell, and the crown also fell to the ground. Just when the king was about to bend down and pick up the crown, a pair of strong hands supported him.

Daemon nodded to his brother, helped his brother to the Iron Throne step by step, picked up the crown and put it on his brother's head again.

"I, ho, ho, I'm very confused, ho, ho, why would anyone, ho, question my decision, Princess Rhaenys, you are the person who knows Lord Corlys best, tell me, Corliss Your Majesty's wishes." The king finally cleared his throat and spoke much more smoothly.

"Your Majesty." Rhaenys glanced at Rhaenyra with a meaningful look, "From the very beginning, my husband has publicly stated many times that his heir is Laninor's biological son, that is, Lucilis. Velaryon. He has never changed his mind. What's more, Xiaojie and Xiaolu are already engaged to Benila and Rhena, and the gods have witnessed their happiness."

Xiaolu looked at his grandmother a little aggrievedly.

"Then there is nothing more to say." The king tried to raise his head: "Prince Lucerys Velaryon is the undoubted heir to Tidehead Island and the next Lord of Tide. As for Weimond, he questioned the legal heir and insulted the royal family. Member, beheading is already a very light punishment.”

"Your Majesty the King." Malentin laughed angrily: "You can nominate the heir of your family at will, but you are not qualified to tell us who is qualified to inherit the Velaryon bloodline. I will never allow your stupidity to destroy mine. family."

"Marentin!" The king suddenly raised his voice. "Who do you think you are?"

"He is not Velaryon!" Malentin pointed at Lucreth forcefully without caring about the king.

"That's enough!" Rhaenyra stood in front of her son and said angrily.

"I will never allow my family to suffer"

"Say it." Damon laughed at Marentin's monkey-like performance. "Say it."

"They are bastards!" Malentin's roar spread throughout the throne room.

Jakaris wanted to draw his sword, but Long Zell pushed him back hard. "Don't forget what I told you."

The king's remaining eye widened, and only murderous intent remained in that eye.

"And she" Malentine pointed to Rhaenyra. "She's a shameless bitch."