Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 571

Chapter 571 Passing on the fire from generation to generation

Long time.

The night watchman walked out of the council hall with an inspiring smile on his face.

It can be seen that the application has received the expected funding.

Leonor and Roderick then went out, both with foul-looking faces.

They looked at each other and snorted at the same time.

In the hall, the sun shines through the glazed windows and burns slightly on the arms.

"Northern Territory, Changxia..."

Rhaegar's eyes were deep, standing in front of the window and looking into the distance.

He promised to give the Night Watch supplies, enough for three thousand people to survive a cold winter.

The prisoners in the dungeon allowed them to ask for additional iron armor and iron tools.

The rest can only make the night watcher act more conveniently.

It will be impossible to rush to reinforce the army.

The royal family is not taken advantage of, and Cregen should find a way on his own.

"twitter…"

A magpie fluttered over and landed on a tree branch, tilting its head and chirping.

The voice brought Regala back to the present moment, analyzing the comprehensive strength of the royal family, and thinking unsatisfiedly: "The control is still not enough."

Since succeeding to the throne, the territory of the Targaryen dynasty has continued to expand.

The Seven Kingdoms, the Stepstone Islands, the Three Kingdoms, Volantis...

For now, Slaver's Bay is in a semi-liberated state, awaiting colonization by the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms.

Just because you can conquer a piece of land doesn't mean you can rule it smoothly.

The autonomy of the nobles of the seven countries is too high. Each of the seven guardian families manages a territory, and the nobles under their rule have their own agendas.

Rhaegar frowned slightly, tapped the window edge with his fingertips in an orderly manner, and thought: "Dorne, the West, the Iron Islands..."

In the above three regions, the royal family's rule is extremely weak.

The war in Dorne ended. The people of Dorne hated and feared the Iron Throne, and their economy and people's livelihood plummeted.

If it does not pose a threat for the time being, it can be managed slowly.

Not so in the Westerlands and the Iron Islands.

The Lannister family is rich in arrogance, and they are best at obeying the rules and violating the rules.

There were many calls for war, but Duke Jason Lannister couldn't shirk away from it and sent his vassals to support him.

Not to mention the Iron Islands.

The Ironborn are a group of pirates who do nothing to produce.

The Greyjoy family of Pike City has a family motto that says, "Strength is better than hard work."

"If they wish to rule long, the Seven Kingdoms will erase the roar of lions and sea monsters."

A sharp look flashed in Rega's eyes, and a sense of crisis arose in his heart.

There is disharmony within the family, and there are wealth wolves and vultures in the Seven Kingdoms and across the Narrow Sea.

If a natural disaster strikes suddenly, how should Targaryen respond?

Rhaegar calculated carefully, and the only thing his army could use was the five thousand Unsullied that Astapor had conquered.

The three thousand fearless ones in the past were evenly divided between King's Landing and Lys, unable to form a considerable fighting force.

The number of Jinpaozi and Dragon Guards is too small, so they can still make ends meet by making small fuss.

"People's hearts are impetuous and cannot be brought into line."

Putting aside the military factor, Rhaegar counted down the dragon masters that his family could fight.

In addition to him, Daemon and Aemond can be recruited temporarily, and Aunt Rhaenys will not refuse.

Lanner and Helena are pregnant, and their combat power is negligible.

Sunfire was severely injured, and Aegon was completely destroyed.

Barely counting Rhaenyra and little Daeron, the family can dispatch a total of six dragon masters.

Including the father, counting Benila and Mekar's children, one adult dragon and six baby dragons were unable to go to the battlefield.

If a large-scale war really breaks out, one leg is obviously missing.

"The family seems powerful, but it's still not strong enough to crush them."

Rhaegar felt regretful and sighed: "The children are too young, the future of the family still lies with them."

When the next generation of children grow up, the family will truly grow.

At this thought, Rhaegar clenched his fist and waved, with a serious face: "Aegon's wedding is on the agenda, and Aemond must also speed up. I can't just rely on me."

Although it is said that with great ability comes great responsibility.

But he was about to have a litter, and his **** brothers couldn't even lay an egg.

Don't say I'm sorry for my father, I'm even sorry for the dragon under my crotch.

Following Rega's line of sight, he gradually left the Red Castle.

Seven Stars Cathedral.

A magnificent building was newly built in King's Landing, and converts to Protestantism came in an endless stream every day.

The church is located towards the back.

A tall dome building is built in an area separated from the Silk Street and the square.

The building is completely black and made of black dragon stone.

On both sides of the gate, there are sculptures of a sphinx and a dragon.

At this time, in the pavilion in front of the building.

Bachelor Mu Kun held the scroll in his hand, his sallow face was stiff, and he stared closely at the few little beans in front of him.

Bellon felt aggrieved and hung his head.

Aemon threw his head back and pouted in disapproval.

The sisters Baela were separated on two sides, with a wilting Lyanna sandwiched between them.

"well."

After a while, Bachelor Mu Kun sighed and said sadly: "You haven't completed any of the homework left by the academy."

"Old bastard, I've finished writing!"

Aemon crossed his arms and pulled hard.

Bachelor Mu Kun rummaged through a book, looked it over, and pointed it out directly: "The handwriting is good, but you didn't do any of the handicraft lessons I gave you."

"I did."

Belron took a peek and raised his hand.

Bachelor Mu Kun's face darkened, he pulled out a scroll alone and said sternly: "The prince's swordsmanship is good, but his handwriting is not as good as his swordsmanship."

The voice suddenly rose in pitch, startling a few little cubs.

Lyanna pursed her lips and had tears in her eyes.

It's her first day in class, what does it have to do with her.

"I'm going to find my sister..."

The tip of Lyanna's nose turned red, and she was about to retreat when Benila covered her mouth.

Benila and Renya held down the youngest Carrot Head at the same time, with serious eyes to prevent her from crying.

Lyanna threw her head back, tears of sadness streaking down her face.

"Okay, I don't want to waste your time."

Bachelor Mukun was still very well-educated and continued to assign homework: "Prince Bellon, I will arrange a study partner for you to complete history and mathematics." Then, he looked at Aemon who looked unconvinced and said seriously: "Seven days Time, you have to plant a pot of flowers yourself and hand it to me."

"Why?"

Aemon demanded.

His homework is the best, and every item is in perfect harmony with the books.

"Yeah, why?"

Bachelor Mu Kun asked back and said bluntly: "You have enough wisdom, but you are not good at using it. Instead, you waste your talent."

How many people want to learn and devote themselves to academic research, but they regret it because they have a bad mind.

Among all the princes and princesses, Aemon was born with a photographic memory and had the greatest potential to become a bachelor.

But obviously, the king will not allow his child to become the second Dragonless One.

Maester Mukun could only deal with Aemon's laziness and arrogance and hone his patience by playing the piano, gardening, and stone carving.

Aemon was speechless and looked for loopholes to refute.

It's a pity that a good brain can only remember things, but cannot dig things out of thin air.

Belron patted his younger brother on the shoulder and asked, "Bachelor, did you tell me in advance that you would arrange a study companion for me?"

Who to talk to?

Of course the king and queen.

Bachelor Mu Kun was well prepared and clapped his hands: "You can rest assured that I will definitely satisfy you."

With the sound of applause, a boy walked out of the flowers outside the pavilion.

The boy has slightly curly brown hair, glancing brown eyes, and walks with his chest hunched over.

The distance from the flower bed to the pavilion took three minutes.

Bachelor Mukun pulled the boy over and introduced him solemnly: "Lionor Tyrell, the current Duke of Highgarden, has temporarily settled in the academy to study."

Little Leonor looked around and saw that they were all princes and princesses, but Na Na did not dare to speak.

People he usually meets are of lower status than him and will take the initiative to greet him.

A sudden change of environment is really hard to adapt to.

Bachelor Mukun dutifully took the hand of Beilon, who was looking at him, and said with a hidden smile: "The prince and the duke will go to school together, and your majesty will take the time to check the homework."

Two boys:…

"It's getting late, I'll take my leave first."

Bachelor Mu Kun completed his task, tucked the book under his arm, and left work with a straight face.

A few little beans were left looking at each other, and the atmosphere was indescribably awkward.

"Hmm, bad maester."

Eamonn got angry and turned around and walked out.

When passing by the flower bed, I paused depressedly and picked out a daisy.

"Let's follow up and take a look."

Benila explained, dragged Renia and chased after her.

"And me?"

Lyanna was left behind, her little eyes were extremely aggrieved.

"You come with me."

Belron pulled his sister, looked at the Duke of Highgarden, and spoke proactively: "I want to go back to the Red Castle to read the history books. Do you want to come?"

Little Leonor scratched his head and said hesitantly: "Yes, Your Highness?"

When he said the title, his voice was full of unconfidence.

"Oh, let's go,"

Belron seemed to have endured a weight that his age should not bear, and he raised his head and sighed.

The three of them walked out of the school gate together.

boom!

As soon as he went out, little Leonor was hit by someone and almost fell to the ground.

The person who hit the person didn't even look back, tightened his collar and quickened his pace.

Belron was dumbfounded and called to the man: "Stop!"

A closer look revealed that the other party was wearing brown linen clothes, which were not shabby and looked dirty.

He is not tall, his shoulders are not broad, and his hair is completely covered with a woolen felt hat.

Hearing Bellon's call to stop, he quickly ran away.

"Stop, boy!"

Alec appeared from the side, took off his brown collar, and took off his patched felt hat.

Dark brown curly hair spread out, revealing a freckled face with a crooked nose.

Alec glanced at him and grabbed a money bag from the other party's sleeve.

"A habitual criminal, Prince."

He threw the money bag to little Leonor and pressed the prisoner in front of Verron.

Belron tilted his head and saw the other person's face clearly, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Ricinus shrunk his arms and chuckled: "Sorry, work-study."

At night.

Red Fort, bedroom.

Rhaegar had just bid farewell to the Northern Mission when he entered the door and saw two figures busy.

Sara had a straight face and packed her bags with her female companion Elena.

Rhaegar was confused. He looked at Rhaenyra, who was applying oil and care to the "Light of the Kingdom" beside the bed, and asked, "Are you going out?"

"That's right."

Rhaenyra nodded slightly, pointed her eyes at the table, and said: "A letter from Lannar. She is not feeling well. Please ask me to take care of her."

"Lanael should find her own husband."

Rhaegar took out the letter hesitantly and persuaded: "Aegon is getting married soon. We should come forward together."

Aegon is the Prince of the Stepstones, with a higher status than Aemond and Daeron.

He organized the wedding, so how could Rhaenyra not be there.

"That's a shame."

Rhaenyra pretended to be pity and said softly: "According to the news, Daemon went to Slaver's Bay to show his power. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it to the wedding."

"Daemon returns to Slaver's Bay?"

Rega's eyes flashed and he grasped the key point.

Rhaenyra continued: "I will take Baerron and the others away. If Jane is relieved, Daenerys and Anna can also be handed over to me."

After all, it was the time when both parties were cultivating their relationship, and she was still very reasonable.

Rhaegar frowned and repeated: "Aegon's wedding is about to happen!"

"Lanael needs someone to take care of her."

Rhaenyra looked up, not giving an inch.

Rhaegar rolled his eyes, not believing this nonsense at all.

Rhaenyra looked away and turned her head silently.

She would never be with Jenny, it would be better to go back to Reese.

Of course.

Lanner did write a letter, explaining that the pregnancy reaction before the due date was wrong.

(End of chapter)

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