Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 157 Long Live the Green Party!!
Preparations for the martial arts tournament are complete.

Aemon could not resist the urging and rode his dragon back to King's Landing.

Enter the Red Keep and walk through the busy halls.

Along the way, I received many ambiguous looks.

Thinking of the rumors spread by the white maggot Xiaomei.

Your Highness, please bear with it!

……

dong dong!

In front of the king's chamber, Aemon and Rhaenyra knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

The uncle responded in a low voice from inside.

Aemon opened the door.

Wow!

A glass was thrown at me immediately.

Aemon's eyelids jumped, and he dodged nimbly with Rhaenyra.

The glass fell to the ground at his feet and shattered into pieces.

Rhaenyra's body trembled with fear, and her eyes widened.

Silently expresses the meaning: "Look at what you have done, this time you are finished!"

Yimeng returned a look: "Let's get scolded together."

If you dare to come back, you won’t be afraid of being beaten or scolded.

His Royal Highness the Prince held his head high and stepped over the broken glass to enter the bedroom.

Be alert and don't lose face!
Viserys didn't look happy at all, and his hands were itching as he held the wine bottle.

Damn Damon!
Gave birth to a son who was not good at doing things.

All the good mood I felt when I saw Otto was wasted.

"Uncle, we are back."

A certain ruffian showed up openly and without any sign of guilt or weakness.

Viserys glanced.

Seeing that he was still holding his daughter's hand, he became even more angry.

"Father."

Raynira had no expression on her face and greeted him symbolically.

Aemon looked around.

Both the father and daughter had the same sour look on their faces, clearly showing "I'm angry".

"Go down first. This is none of your business."

Viserys immediately sent his daughter away.

Rhaenyra frowned.

There are no outsiders here, so there is nothing she can't listen to.

Why do you always keep her out?

Viserys noticed that his tone was not good, so he softened it, "You smell like a dragon. Go wash first. You have a royal meeting later."

Hearing this, Raynira's brows smoothed.

He looked at Aemon with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Aemon nodded slightly.

boom!
Rhaenyra left, closing the door behind her.

Only the uncle and nephew were left in the palace...

Viserys remained silent, glancing suddenly toward the bedroom.

Otto behind the tapestry.

He was afraid of being emotional and unable to accurately judge his nephew's intentions.

"Tell me about it."

Viserys frowned.

Aemon lowered his head, silently approached the stone table, lifted up his clothes and squatted down.

Under Viserys's scrutinizing gaze, he asked, "Uncle, are you feeling better?"

Viserys was stunned when he heard this.

He thought that this kid would admit his mistake with a grin, or make a clear and reasonable argument.

Unexpectedly, I received a sudden word of concern.

Viserys felt awkward and shouted, "Don't interrupt me. I'm talking about what you did!"

"Your health is much more important than my business."

Aemon's eyes were filled with sincerity.

Viserys choked and didn't know how to answer.

Strangely, my tense spirit relaxed.

I felt a little better both physically and mentally.

Although Otto and Imon were saying the same thing, the difference between them was like the difference between the bright moon and the stars.

"The maester should have told you to drink less."

Aemon shook his head helplessly.

As his expression changed, I took his left hand from his knee.

The hand was wearing a black leather glove.

Aemon looked up, his eyes questioning.

"Ah."

Viserys looked away and nodded in agreement.

The leather gloves were removed, revealing a left hand with two fingers missing.

The little finger and ring finger were amputated at the root, the wound was dark red with a layer of blood scab, and the surrounding skin was faintly white.

Aemon frowned and accused, "It seems a little more serious than last time."

This time there was obviously some inflammation, which caused the skin around the wound to swell.

"It's an old problem."

Viserys drew his hand away cheekily.

"When it happens so repeatedly, we should pay more attention."

Yimon stood up suddenly and searched around the bedroom.

Soon, the bowl of cooled medicinal soup was found on the round wooden table.

He put it under his nose and sniffed it, his brows twisted into a knot.

"The medicine was prescribed by the Grand Secretary, how could there be a problem?"

Viserys said in surprise.

"No."

Aemon shook his head and put down the medicine: "But the main ingredient is milk of poppy, which can't play a therapeutic role."

"Really? No wonder I feel sleepy after drinking."

Viserys was relieved to hear this.

My nephew has never liked studying since he was young, but he is very passionate about history and herbal medicine.

The interpretation is still very valuable.

"Stop taking the medicine."

Aemon said decisively.

Viserys thought about it and agreed, "Okay."

This is the level of a Grand Secretary.

If he could be cured, he would have been cured long ago.

Eamon returned to his uncle and did the same thing with his ungloved right hand.

"I sleep much better at night wearing this."

Viserys gave a thumbs-up, showing off his jade ring that had yet to be patinated.

"That's good. As long as it's good for your health, it's worth it for me to get it."

Aemon smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Then, he added, "Wait for me to run to the other side of the gorge and find some precious fruits or something."

To be fair, His Royal Highness is very thoughtful.

This world has magic, so naturally there are many magical creations.

For example, the Ula grass near Fushi City, the special shrimps on Crab Island, and the wild fruits with a hint of magic growing in the Imperial Forest...

The pillow that Allison sleeps on now is his Ula grass pillow.

If there was anything edible, I would secretly make some for them.

Viserys patted his nephew's shoulder, not wanting to embarrass him. "Be still, and don't run around."

The Damons are really alike, both are adventurous.

Damon was like this when he was young, always able to get some strange and weird things.

But there was no exclamation when the nephew took out his hand.

He has recovered well over the years, thanks to his nephew who feeds him from time to time.

What a blue lobster. Eating it will make your whole body itchy, but it helps heal wounds.

Eat some sour fruit and take a nap, and you'll be full of energy for half a month.

Yimon said nothing, but skillfully took out a medicine box and applied medicine to the cuts on his uncle's body.

Viserys had no choice but to take off his shirt.

After the wound stopped hurting, he was too lazy to apply or change the dressing.

"Be careful of infection."

Yimeng applied the medicine and gave serious instructions.

I don’t know what’s going on, but the Iron Throne is focusing on cutting my uncle, and the wound still hasn’t healed.

It's not tetanus.

Viserys watched quietly, saying nothing, but feeling warm in his heart.

This is the situation.

Although they are uncle and nephew, they are no worse than father and son.

He is a psychologically fragile person, but he pretends to be strong on the surface.

They want to get attention from their loved ones, but never take the initiative to talk about the physical injuries.

But he didn't try to hide anything.

The eldest daughter, Rainier, also cares about love, but most of the time she is immersed in her own little world and ignores her old father who needs care.

His wife Allison often greeted him, but she could never get into his heart.

Little Aegon and the other children cannot be relied upon, so it would be a blessing from the gods if they did not touch his wounds during interaction.

He is such an awkward person.

Just like his various decisions.

"Tell me about it."

Viserys spoke again.

Aemon turned his back and put away the medicine box, his eyes moving around quickly.

"Don't play tricks on me. I'll only give you one chance."

Viserys' voice grew heavier.

He is not a fool and can see that his nephew is playing the emotional card.

Whoever told him to do this will do it.

Aemon grinned. "I want to be Prince of the Vale."

"Go ahead and dream!"

Viserys' face darkened and he almost threw the bottle.

"Don't be angry, I'm not making this up."

Yimon hurriedly coaxed.

"If you have to fart, do it now!" Viserys put away his good expression.

The kingdom is said to be unified, but in reality it is full of hidden dangers.

Dorne was still unconquered, and the North and the Iron Islands were unruly.

The real territory is only the king's territory and the other five realms.

My nephew asked for a valley right away. How can we make ends meet?

Yimon spoke the truth: "The family's entry into the valley was the general direction set by my great-grandfather. I just implemented it more thoroughly."

"That's not for you to do."

Viserys was surprised, then angry.

"If I don't take the lead, who will?"

Eamon said.

Viserys was speechless.

He couldn't come, and neither could his daughter Rhaenyra. Young Aegon and the second son Aemond did not show outstanding talents.

If my nephew doesn’t come, I’m afraid it will be impossible for three generations.

Aemon added: "We cannot imprison ourselves in a small King's Landing. The nobles of Westeros are not reliable."

"so what?"

Viserys asked.

Aemon didn't say it directly, but said in a roundabout way: "Too many dragons is as dangerous as too few dragons."

Hearing this, Viserys' pupils suddenly shrank.

He remembered what Otto had just said about Aenys I and Maegor the Cruel.

that power!

It is not uncommon for people to kill each other for this thing.

"Go back."

After a while, Viserys waved his hand helplessly.

Aemon leaves.

boom!
The door closed, and Otto frowned and slowly walked out of the bedroom.

"You will also attend the imperial meeting later."

Viserys rubbed his brow.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Otto stepped back.

Before leaving, Viserys suddenly said: "The children have grown up."

Otto paused for a moment and walked out of the bedroom.

"Ugh!"

Viserys sighed.

His sons are also growing up.

……

It's approaching noon.

An emergency imperial meeting was held.

After washing, Aemon changed into a gorgeous suit and followed Rhaenyra to the council hall.

"Princess, Prince!"

Two Kingsguards stood guard at the door.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Aemon said casually.

Through the solid wooden door, the situation in the hall can be seen clearly.

The ministers in the imperial court all arrived and sat in their respective seats.

"You are dismissed, Master Jasper."

Viserys said something startling.

Jasper was stunned and stood up immediately: "Why, your majesty. But did I do something wrong?"

"You are a capable subject."

Viserys remained unmoved, and secretly accused, "I believe that the one who replaces you will be more conscientious and responsible."

Without waiting for Jasper to ask further questions, Iron Guard Commander Harold extended a hand: "Please, sir."

Jasper looked around, but no one came to his defense.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Finally, he withdrew from the Imperial Council in frustration.

Viserys clapped his hands, and the new Lord Justice appeared.

"Everyone, it's great to work with you again."

Otto came out.

Leonor and Lin Man looked surprised.

Grand Secretary Melos pretended not to know.

Tailan fidgeted.

"Take a seat."

Viserys ignored his ministers' opinions.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Otto sat down safely, just opposite Prime Minister Leonor.

Bang!

A white stone ball with green patterns fell onto the round plate in front of the table, replacing the previous grayish-white stone ball.

Represents a change of power.

"It's him?"

Witnessing this scene, Rhaenyra frowned deeply.

She had to put in a lot of effort to get rid of this troublesome old fox.

"Forget it."

Yimon pulled her hand and they walked in hand in hand.

He saw clearly.

This is the method used by my uncle to check and balance him.

Just doing weird things!

Seeing the two men arrive, the ministers had different expressions.

Old man Lin Man grumbled: "Your Highness is not a member of the Imperial Council."

Aemon glanced at him and walked on.

"I asked him to come."

Viserys spoke up, backing up his nephew.

Seeing this, the ministers could not object.

Aemon snorted, walked over to Prime Minister Lionel and pulled out a chair.

When he first arrived, there was no stone ball on the round plate on the table that represented his identity and position.

"never mind."

His Royal Highness generously overlooked the details.

"The battle situation in the Stone Steps Archipelago is fierce. Please share your opinions."

Viserys spoke.

Otto straightened his collar and was about to speak.

"and many more!"

Aemon interrupted prematurely.

Viserys asked curiously, "What is it?"

You didn't even notice the important matter of dividing the power in the valley. That's a lack of tact.

Aemon said nothing, his eyes following Rhaenyra.

At this time, Rhaenyra walked to the fireplace as usual and picked up the tray with wine jugs and wine glasses.

Viserys followed his gaze and frowned to himself.

Aemon said what he thought: "As the heir to the Iron Throne, Rhaenyra came of age two years ago. I believe she should have a seat on the Small Council."

Rhaenyra stood there, unable to help but be moved.

"I think that makes sense."

Little old man Lin Man is very supportive of the Black Party.

Viserys looked at his daughter's expression and asked symbolically, "What do you think?"

"As it should be."

Leonor agreed.

Meros and Taelan nodded.

Otto smiled slightly: "Your Highness the Princess is the crown prince, and she is indeed old enough to participate in politics."

In a few words, Rhaenyra got a seat in the royal court.

"sit!"

Aemon pulled out the chair next to him.

Bo~~
Rainier kissed him on the side of his face, tenderness almost overflowing from her eyes.

"Cough cough..."

Viserys looked unfriendly and urged, "Hurry and sit down."

Not at all ashamed.

If Rhaenyra did not go to the valley often and did her job as a wine waiter, she could join the table when she turned 16 and became an adult.

This kid is obvious.

The imperial conference was formally convened.

Not a word was said about the valley, and the focus was on the Stone Steps Islands.

The ministers discussed it seriously.

He completely ignored the instigator of the division of the valley's political power and sat aside to watch the show.

Aemon rested his elbows on the table, playing with the stone sculpture of the pyromancer.

My uncle's intention is very simple.

First use a royal minister to make an example of someone to scare the monkeys, and then arrange for Otto to give his full support.

If the ministers were smart, they would have understood that the matter in the valley was condoned.

"The Sea Snake and Daemon have evil ambitions. The kingdom must not assist them."

Otto made an impassioned speech.

Lionel was not to be outdone: "Duke Beaumond of Storm's End replied, and has sent troops to the Isle of Tarth to monitor the actions of the Three Women's Kingdoms and Dorne."

The final result of the discussion.

Let the sea snake fight Damon first to weaken their strength.

The royal family cannot leave unless it is absolutely necessary.

"have you understood?"

Viserys glared at his nephew.

What time is it, and you are still playing stone carving?

Yimon smiled awkwardly: "I don't care whether they live or die."

A biological father and a father-in-law.

It doesn't matter if he dies or not.

"The meeting is dismissed!"

Viserys was majestic.

I took the time to glance at the dragon-shaped stone sculpture in my nephew's hand.

It's true that the carving skills are quite good, I'm almost developing a collecting addiction.

Aemon quickly put it away.

"Hmph!" Viserys snorted.

out the door.

Aemon is debt-free and his thoughts are flying.

No card draw today.

"His Majesty!"

Just as he was about to call up the magic essence panel, a greeting brought him back to reality.

Cole, dressed in silver armor and white robe, came over and said respectfully, "Her Majesty the Queen wants to see you."

"Ah."

Viserys looked at his daughter and nephew and called the young couple to join him.

Cole looked at the new Minister of Justice again.

"my pleasure."

Otto followed.

After Cole finished his report, he turned and left.

He didn't even look at Rhaenyra.

Aemon smiled playfully.

His faith was shattered after he was beaten by him in the last martial arts competition, and he was not comforted by Her Royal Highness the Princess after the game.

In addition, he was cruel to the White Robe Brothers, offended Sir Harold and the Cargall brothers, and was isolated in the court.

Cole officially turned evil and joined Allison's team.

"childish."

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Imon, a man of pure joy, leaned close to his ear and said, "Long live the Green Party!"

(End of this chapter)