Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 416

Chapter 416 Information about Braavos

A few days later.

mile, dance corridor.

Located in the western part of the city-state, the area is small and cramped, but it gathers the largest group of slaves.

Looking around, the gray-white mud buildings are densely packed, like a messy honeycomb.

“Keep order and don't jump in line!”

At noon, hundreds of fearless men were divided into two teams to maintain a long queue of slaves.

The number of slaves is endless at a glance. They are lined up in ragged clothes, and many of them have their families with them.

Thanks to the loose layout of this slum, there are several similar teams, all guarded by dedicated fearless soldiers.

At first glance, it looks like a free soup kitchen.

The old slave has a hoarse voice and uses special dye to write messages on the stone tablets.

Rhaegar's expression did not change and he continued to carve the next stone.

Lega's hands were a little sore and he greeted casually.

Then, the stone tablet was handed to a group of neighboring craftsmen.

Rhaegar was leaning against the large floor-to-ceiling window, holding a stone in one hand and carving with a carving knife in the other.

Garden building, a white stone attic.

After a moment, the stone tablet was officially handed over to the skinny slave.

The masons were left to work, the literate and the doctors were left alone, and the old, weak, women and children returned by the same route.

The Dragon King ruins with a large hole exposed was completely sealed off, and a large number of laborers who had escaped from slave status gathered in the ruins to take charge of the cleanup work.

“Sign, I have a sign!”

At the front of the team, a dark-skinned slave was holding a square stone tablet and dancing excitedly.

Like a stone carving machine without emotion.

Each stone tablet is a piece of identification.

Hand it, you can completely get rid of your slave status and become an official Myr citizen.

Ordinary slaves are square, various craftsmen are triangles, and healers are round...

Looking at the other party's excited expression, the old slave frowned and said, "The masons are short of people. They provide two meals a day and half a copper star. Can you do it?"

"Dry!"

"Come in!"

In fact, this is not the case.

A stone table was placed at the end. An old slave in coarse linen clothes buried his head and asked the next slave in line as usual.

Humblely said: "Mason, I used to repair palaces for slave owners."

The old slave raised his eyes, took out a triangular stone tablet from the basket at his feet with his withered hands, and asked in detail his name and age.

The skinny slave agreed immediately, carrying the triangular stone plaque, and joined the team of craftsmen carving the stone plaque on the spot.

Across the luxuriously furnished room, there was a knock on the door from outside.

Throwing it away, the stone tablet fell into a basket beside it.

The shout was so loud that everyone wished they could hear it.

The skinny slave told the truth and cautiously told the story of his hometown before being trafficked.

The man was thin and skinny, with tanned skin. He shrank when questioned.

The old slave is commonplace and continues to ask for information about the next slave.

Someone took the stone tablet, picked up the chisel and carving knife, jingled it a few times, and carved according to the dye part.

The former site of the Governor's Palace.

The slaves around him did not reject him, but looked at him with envy and expectation.

Pulling!

“Next, what's your craft?”

“You don't need to know that, you will all be Myr citizens from now on.”

The stone tablets issued are also different.

Record name, age, craftsmanship.

Crunch—

Hands are green as white as jade, stone chips fall rustlingly as the fingers move, and an ordinary square stone tablet is carved out.

The door opened, revealing a gray worm in black armor.

Gray Worm raised his head, straightened his non-existent collar to show his solemnity, and strode into the bedroom.

Since the "Fish Killing Day" a few days ago, Mill's bloated and rusty machine has resumed operation, and everything is thriving.

Especially the slave group broke away from their status as slaves and moved closer to the Iron Throne as civilians. The entire city-state was immersed in positive emotions.

Conquer city-states, free slaves, and establish a new order...

Gray Worm and Yourong Yan, who were born as slaves, were glad that they had made a decision and did not follow the wrong person.

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Rega dropped the carved stone tablet and said strangely: "If you have something to say, go to work if you don't say it."

I don't have any eyesight at all. I've been working, and you're here to do the styling?

Although carving is not only to fill in the gaps, but also to hone the skills.

“Ahem…”

Gray Worm looked embarrassed, coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and said: "Prince, there is a letter from Seagull Town, from Lady Janey of the Eagle's Nest City."

“Jenny?”

Rhaegar was surprised and put down his knife.

Hang!

The moment the carving knife touched the marble floor, it made a crisp and sweet sound, and the blade cut through the marble surface like iron.

Rhaegar clicked his tongue and forgot about the sharp weapon again.

Have been using it for several days and it has no special effect.

But the knife is very fast and the efficiency is great.

Gray Worm took a peek, took out the letter, and advised kindly: "There are enough masons recruited in the city, so you don't need to do it yourself."

The policy of identity stone was proposed by the prince. At first, it was just a fantasy, a time-consuming and labor-intensive trouble.

There is a saying in Tyrosh.

Every word spoken by the slave owner, the slave must be prepared to run and break his legs.

Unexpectedly, the launch of the identity stone tablet caused a great response.

Especially among slave groups, everyone competes for it. Even if the slavery system in Myr was overthrown, the hungry slaves still felt uncertain and could not escape the shadow of slavery for thirty to fifty years.

Can't get rid of the lowly status of the past.

Rega is familiar with history books and understands something called a sense of belonging.

Through some fragmentary images in dreams, I came up with the concept of identity stone tablets.

Identity stone tablets are issued in the name of the Iron Throne. The slaves who receive them are no longer slaves and can declare themselves to be legal citizens with great fanfare.

Although it is essentially an inconspicuous stone, it can fill the inferiority defect in the slave's heart.

At the same time, a cohesion beyond imagination was born through stone tablets.

The effect is similar to the unified currency system of Westeros. Once you use the currency, you will know where it comes from.

The slave holds the stone tablet and is more than happy to call out that he is a Myr.

Because, they are no longer slaves.

Rhaegar was stunned after listening to Gray Worm's advice, but did not argue. He muttered: "Tell the masons to speed up the progress and try to carve out a stone tablet that satisfies everyone as soon as possible, and increase the reward by half a bronze star."

Stone plaques are important, but only in a short period of time.

To maintain the effect, people have to fill their stomachs.

Mill is ready to create new jobs and allow the proletariat to earn living expenses.

About the food was provided by the Iron Throne, and then returned to the pocket after changing hands.

Coming back and forth not only drives the economy of the city-state, but also increases the enthusiasm of slaves.

Having seen how powerful the prince's policies were, Gray Worm followed them all, and immediately said: “I will inform you.”

“Remember to recycle the messy coins and distribute bronze stars and copper plates uniformly for settlement.”

Rhaegar took the letter and did not forget to remind him of the important points.

The Free Trade City-state is not good at this point. The currency system is scattered and the coins introduced within the city-state are not easy to use.

As a trading city-state that travels from all directions, this is understandable.

However, this is a period of reconstruction, and using the currency of Westeros as much as possible will help increase people's sense of identity.

When the port is redeveloped, you can consider setting up a small bank unique to the Iron Throne.

Ease the pressure on iron gold banks.

It's very uncomfortable to be financially constrained by Braavos all the time.

Gray Worm nodded quickly, keeping this in mind.

Rega smiled, opened the red-painted letter, and asked, "Don't be nervous, the atmosphere is very good now."

　　When he saw the chaos in King's Landing when he was a child, he wanted to use something to limit it.

At the very least, don't let displaced people from all over the city pour into the city casually, causing overcrowding and high crime rates.

pity.

Westeros is full of prejudice and rigidity, giving him no chance to flourish.

Mil is fine, he can do whatever he wants.

The identity stone tablets were launched, and the common people obtained status symbols, which effectively excluded outsiders.

The information on the stone tablet is also very important, as it directly identifies the identity of craftsmen, healers, religious believers, etc.

These people are all hidden talents and can effectively help the formation of new systems.

Gray Worm breathed a sigh of relief, but still kept a serious look on his face as he recounted the recent events in the city.

Rhaegar planned to take advantage of the gap to establish a new system in Myr.

Set initial goals to strengthen centralization.

Westeros is a feudal system, and power is scattered like a bowl of rotten porridge.

Since Mir only had one city-state, he believed that he could achieve unification of government orders.

Rhaegar listened carefully to Gray Worm's report and read the contents of the letter in a good mood.

The last time I saw Jenny was in Seagull Town.

The general process is to burn the Braavos fleet, slap Aegon, and reorganize defenses...

Taking some time, the two got intimate.

As the words were read silently, Rega's expression changed a little more.

【The second mercenary fleet of Braavos, combined with Qohor to bribe the Dothraki cavalry, prepares to attack Pentos】

“Braavos is not giving up yet.”

Rhaegar frowned.

Since the last surprise attack failed, Braavos has turned from light to dark, providing food, grass and weapons for Dorne, instigating riots in Myr, and hiring mercenaries to provoke the Stepstone Islands...

Increased the difficulty of ending the war.

“If you dare to come, you will die!”

Lega snorted coldly and continued to check.

At the end of the letter, there is a handwritten letter from Jane, which only contains a few sentences.

Lega was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened, staring back and forth at Xiujuan's small words.

At this time, Gray Worm was still reporting the situation.

“After the port repairs were completed, Ms. Carr restored the dye factory and applied to develop port trade.”

Mill was temporarily divided into three popular representatives.

　　represents slaves, commoners, and old aristocrats respectively.

Karl is a representative of the surrendered old aristocracy, and the source of his wealth is Myr's specialty cloth and lace.

As he spoke, Gray Worm noticed Rhaegar's trance and asked in a low voice: "Prince, are you okay?"

As unsightly as ever.

Lega raised the letter fiercely and smiled heartily: "Okay, very good!"

Sunlight shines on the letter paper through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The thin paper pages become transparent and the text gradually becomes blurred.

Rhaegar looked over and over, unable to hold down the corners of his mouth.

Gray Worm's emotional intelligence was worrying and he asked directly: "Is there any happy news?"

“Bullshit.”

Rhaegar retorted and said angrily: "Go down, contact Pentos in advance, and then send a message to Tyrosh."

Braavos wants to fight Pentos, who is a "good ally" of the Iron Throne.

But he didn't want to take action.

The spies spread the news that Daemon had finally defeated the rebels in Tyrosh, so he sent reinforcements.

Don't even think about occupying a city-state without contributing your efforts.

Gray Worm nodded repeatedly and went out in disgrace.

(End of this chapter)

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