Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 654

Chapter 654 Damon: He can shut up forever.

“Why not?”

Damon walked out slowly and asked as he should.

He was the king's uncle, the brother of the previous king, and the son of Belron the Brave.

Isn't it more than enough to be a Prime Minister?

“Is this what you really think?”

Colliss grinned and mocked: "It really suits your unrealistic personality."

“Hmm~” Damon snorted lightly, not annoyed.

Isn't it just ridicule? Saw a lot.

He has his own way of doing things, no one can hurt him in the slightest.

“Uncle, you should stay behind the scenes.”

Emond had a cold eye and did not take the other person seriously at all.

Daemon failed to become his father's chancellor and once ran away from King's Landing in a noisy manner.

He is going to be his brother's Prime Minister today. How can an old guy from the old days join in the fun?

Hearing this, Damon smiled but said nothing, with a hint of joking flashing in his eyes.

Didn't take the threat from the one-eyed nephew seriously at all.

Children are just clamoring for candy.

"elder brother!"

Aemond turned his head to face Rhaegar and said in a thick voice, "You will have peace of mind if I serve as Prime Minister."

Visible confidence.

Rega took a deep breath and said helplessly: "How can you let me sit back and relax?"

His words are unfounded, and this guy is somewhat involved in cajoling and deceiving.

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

That appearance of talking freely is like a peacock in full bloom.

Rhaegar nodded slightly, not denying this.

　　It does have some strength.

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

Corliss's superior denial: "Your fiefdom is only Stonehelm City, and the other side of the Greenblood River is guarded by the fleet of the Velaryon family, and a second prince's palace is being built."

He has the confidence to run for prime minister.

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

“Qohor belongs to me, and whoever captures it belongs to me.”

Emond instantly turned cold, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.

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

“Then you should be given the title of prince.”

Colliss smiled and spoke, like a knife thrust into a person's heart.

“Woohoo~”

Aegon's eyes moved wildly, and he couldn't suppress the raised corners of his mouth.

He has the title of prince, the only one among the three brothers.

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

It's just a title, there's nothing strange about it.

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

Originally, his intention was towards the sea serpent Corliss.

Even Duke Cregen of the North, Kermit Tully of Riverrun, Aegon and Aemond are also under consideration.

Sea Serpent is the oldest, but the disadvantage is that he is too old.

The old man was a little proud and complacent and did not take the king seriously.

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

　　Stark is an old, loyal, and stubborn surname.

Cregan is young, but possesses sophisticated political skills and the reserve to stick to his heart.

However, the northern border has begun to become unstable, and the people in the northern border will not easily go south.

Needless to say, the latter two are both brothers.

Even Aegon, who is indifferent, can use it more confidently than others.

“Your Majesty, I have nothing to say.”

Dimon smiled and spread his hands: "The only thing I can do is loyalty to my duty."

“Loyalty?”

Colliss muttered and couldn't help but sneer: "Are you worthy of saying this word?"

Just think about the stupid things Damon has done in the past, it can fill a basket.

“You want to try it?”

Damon narrowed his eyes, almost as if he was hiding a knife in his smile.

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

Like great enemies.

Colliss kept his mouth shut, adhering to the principle that silence is golden.

Lega knew something about it, and his leaning body gradually sat upright.

“Your Majesty, there is still me.”

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

Lega looked around and saw that it was the impatient Minister of Justice.

Jaspi was eager to prove himself and said courteously: "I was born in the Stormland. I was once one of your father's trusted ministers. I was indispensable for the construction of the prince's palace."

He wants to make progress too much.

The Baratheon family that ruled the Stormlands completely fell from their pedestal.

Smart people can see that in the future, the Storm Land will be directly governed by the royal domain, with the prince's palace under construction as the administrative unit.

If he can serve as the Prime Minister and take the opportunity to hire people for the prince's palace, there will be no need to worry about power being hard to come by.

All the Stormlands will look upon his face.

“Master Iron Rod, you interrupted me.”

Rhaegar looked calm and gave him a warning for the first time.

Long ago, he was dissatisfied with this guy.

For the sake of being an old minister of his father, none of the ministers of the Imperial Council were replaced.

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

“I'm sorry, Your Majesty.”

Jaspi pretended to be humble and continued to promote himself: "The prince's palace is about to be built. If I assume the position of prime minister, I will try my best to negotiate for a reduction in material costs and win over the nobles to unite."

“I have no intention of paying extra for materials.”

Rhaegar's eyes were cold and he asked: "The nobles of the Stormland have their hearts set on the royal family. When do they need to send people to unite?"

This is a heart-breaking statement.

Jasper Khan was like rain, and he hurriedly explained: "There will always be people who are not used to the Baratheon family's withdrawal."

“Who!?” Rhaegar asked directly.

Jaspi was speechless for a moment, how could he say this.

"Okay." Rhaegar was not interested in talking anymore and waved his hand like a fly: "Please step back."

If we keep talking, he might get really angry.

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

After a moment of trance, Aemon lost his piece of the True Fire Wear.

Thinking about it like this, I feel even worse.

“Your Majesty…”

Jaspie still wants to fight for it.

“Stand back!”

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

The meaning is self-evident, he wants to change to a minister of justice. Jaspie felt humiliated in his heart. He backed away and opened his mouth: "Your Majesty, the howling of the souls of Storm's End has spread."

“I told you to shut up.”

Rhaegar's veins were pulsing in his forehead, and he could hear the threat.

“Rumors hurt people, so please...”

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

A cold light flashed behind him, and the voice stopped suddenly.

Jaspi froze on the spot, half pulling 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."

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 Alik and Sir Steve stepped forward from left to right, eyeing the encirclement.

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

“No no.”

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

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

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

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

I didn't expect to get rid of him.

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

Colliss had an angry look on his face, and there was no real or fake anger.

But if one competitor dies, the other one will also be disqualified.

Other royal ministers watched Jasper's body lying on the spot, and they were inevitably dissatisfied with the grief of the rabbit and the fox.

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

Rhaegar did not respond, and looked at the good uncle below.

Damon smiled, but didn't mean it.

“This matter… ends here!”

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

Jasper, the king's offender, died unjustly.

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

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

Besides, 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 worked hard and achieved great results!

Faced with doubts, Rhaegar gave good advice: "Lord Corliss, you are already tired enough as Lord of the Sea and Admiral of the Navy."

“No! That's not an excuse.”

Collis argued with reason: "My son Lanino can be the 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 will be eighty years old in one year.

Great-grandfather, King Renrui, was only sixty-nine years old.

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

“What a joke.”

Colliss sneered again and again, and turned to face Daemon with hostility: "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 must not be lost.

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

King's Landing must be turned into a big brothel.

“Go slowly without seeing someone off.”

Damon crossed his arms and curled his lips slightly.

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

Encourage her daughter Benila to pursue her true self, but she is 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.”

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

Where else can we go?

The Seven Kingdoms are so big, and the Targaryens are not afraid of threats.

Ilic nodded and motioned to the two Iron Guard brothers to clear the hall.

“Aemond, please stop staring.”

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

Whether it works or not, find a serious job first and try it out.

Aemond had one gloomy eye, but he still had hopes for the Prime Minister.

The position of Minister of Justice is also considered as the official position in the imperial court.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Aemond gritted his teeth and accepted it glumly.

Rhaegar turned his eyes, looked at little Darren on the edge, and said: "You will serve as the treasury manager to share the pressure for Lord Linman."

“Huh?” Lin Man was stunned when he heard this and said doubtfully: “Your Majesty…”

“You're old, so it's better to take it easy.”

Rhaegar interrupted with a wave of his hand, not as if he was arguing.

“Yes.” Linman thought for a while and reluctantly accepted.

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

Dylan scratched his head, but he didn't expect that the burden on his shoulders suddenly became heavier again.

It is also counted as attending the imperial seat.

Finally, Rhaegar saw Aegon.

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

Where is he! Where is he!

“That's it, the meeting is over!”

Rhaegar glanced at it and ignored it.

Those who are showing off should show off well.

(End of this chapter)

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