Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 204: Otto is mean, Sea Snake starts a fight

The first Dragon Council was held hastily and sloppily.

Just in the parliament hall, put a few more chairs.

Eamon sat in his old seat and counted who was attending.

Sea Snake and Tailan arrived early.

The former sat in the position of the Minister of the Navy, while the latter was awkwardly tapping his toes on the ground.

"Sit beside me, Lord Taelan."

Aemon greeted.

"Many thanks."

Taelan found the steps and sat down next to Aemon in a sullen manner.

After sitting down, don't forget to smile in a friendly manner.

"You are welcome."

Aemon smiled and waved his hand.

He admired Tailan's talent.

After the Dance of the Dragons, the infamous "Hooded Prime Minister".

Both ability and character are up to standard.

Because he is too young, he has no status in the imperial meeting.

If his uncle doesn't want it, he doesn't mind kidnapping the person and sending him to Mil to work.

Tailan was still smiling, and he felt very fond of the Prince Regent who had shown kindness to him several times.

He was thinking, is the other party trying to recruit him?

The position of Minister of the Navy is gone, should I agree to it?

After a quarter of an hour, people arrived one after another.

Uncle Viserys, Rhaenyra, and Alicent holding their young son...

Otto and Grand Maester Melos followed.

One represents the old town of Hightower and is also a relative of the queen's father.

One who did not participate in the meeting at all, but was responsible for recording the content of the meeting as a university scholar.

"Are we not late?"

Rhaenys arrived late, followed by Lannino and Lanaar who was silent.

Judging from the embarrassment of Lannino being caught in the middle and suffering the pressure.

The mother and daughter seem to have some minor conflicts.

"Take your seats first."

Viserys greeted.

Rhaenyra sat in her place, immediately to Aemon's left.

Lannar looked downcast as she sat in the Prime Minister's empty seat.

Across from them were Otto, Rhaenys, and Lanino.

Grand Maester Melos had no place, so the old man and Sir Harold stood behind the king, acting as his left and right guards.

"Is Damon here?"

Viserys looked around and saw that there was one person missing.

"We've sent people to Silk Street and Flea Bottom to look for him."

Sir Harold glanced at everyone present and reported in a low voice.

Viserys nodded.

Everyone present was a blood relative, and everyone knew what Damon looked like.

I took the time to look at my nephew who was playing with the identity stone ball, and I felt very complicated.

His nephew's words were like a shot of prevention for him.

He suddenly recalled what he had done to Damon and wondered whether there was any prejudice or debt.

The answer is no.

Viserys covered his face, speechless.

Why get a divorce for no reason?

It's not like he hasn't seen Madam Leia before. She has an impeccable appearance and figure, and she also has a huge fortune.

Damon, on the other hand, always talks about the smell of sheep dung.

Except for the Valyrians, no race has no body odor.

Take a petal bath and spray some perfume, you will smell delicious.

"Damn Damon!"

Viserys cursed in his heart, angry at his ungrateful brother.

Yimon turned his head and found his uncle peeking at him.

Viserys looked away.

He had a vague feeling that his nephew seemed to have something to tell him.

But after the conversation, it was gone.

In fact, it is true.

Aemon twirled the stone ball on the table, thinking of the Binding Spell.

He originally wanted to make a copy for his uncle and give it to the royal family for safekeeping.

I regret it now.

It is better to pass on this kind of strategic-level inherited knowledge to your own descendants.

Lanar and Rhaenyra can teach after they have completed the fourteen ancient methods of dragon taming.

Don't even think about it.

At most, they were advised to master the fourteen ancient methods of dragon taming and improve their dragon taming skills.

Later, it will be made public within the family so that it can be passed on directly.

"When will I have a cub?"

Aemon rested his chin on one hand and poked Rhaenyra's flat belly.

Rhaenyra:?

Seeing that no one was paying attention, he pushed away the mischievous hand.

stomping on...

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Damon had a sullen face, as if everyone owed him eight million gold royals.

He did not leave King's Landing, but went to Silk Street to get drunk.

Even if you have to leave, you can't leave in shame.

"sit."

Only one word escaped Viserys' lips.

Damon did not respond and sat below Lanino.

"Well, everyone is here. What do you want to say, King?"

Collis leaned back in his chair and gestured with his hand.

The attitude is frivolous and impolite.

Rhaenys glanced at him, a silent warning.

Collis is honest.

"The Dragon Council was created by Rhaenyra and Aemon to unite the families."

Viserys pretended not to notice and smiled, "Before we have a formal conversation, let me first explain the personnel changes in the Imperial Council."

Tailan pricked up his head and immediately became alert.

"Lord Corliss is the new Lord Admiral, responsible for the taxation of Westeros and the ports of the Three Cities."

Viserys confirmed the appointment first.

Collis' eyes flickered as he pondered the importance of the Dragon Council.

He knew the nature of it, but the voting system for awarding honors to dragon knights was obviously impossible to implement.

At least during Viserys' reign, the probability of this happening was infinitely close to zero.

However, the Velaryons can join the Dragon Council.

Even if it is just an insignificant council, it can illustrate the uniqueness of the family.

"Taylan."

Viserys spoke.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Tailan couldn't wait to get up.

"The kingdom's territory spans the Strait of Oceans, with the addition of the Stone Steps Archipelago and three city-states. We need outstanding talents to strengthen management."

Viserys chuckled. "I have personally decided to create a new seat for foreign minister on the Small Council, and you will be the one to fill it."

The duties of the Foreign Secretary are then explained.

He ran between King's Landing and the three city-states, taking into account the taxation and trade of the Stone Archipelago.

The three cities have submitted to the Iron Throne, and trade with Dorne is imminent.

Unless Prince Keoren is desperate and wants to go to war with the Iron Throne which is at its peak.

Once the trade was opened, it became the job of the Foreign Secretary to decide who would be responsible for traveling to Dorne.

In addition, the three city-states were newly annexed and the taxation system was not clear.

A loyal royal is needed to supervise the new Minister of the Navy, Sea Snake.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Tailan was extremely excited and accepted the honor.

Although the Minister of Foreign Affairs does not sound as popular as the Minister of the Navy, he is still a Grand Chamberlain after all.

If I get fired, my status and position will plummet!

Iemon tapped the side of his cheek with his finger, wondering what Tailan was happy about.

The Foreign Minister, to put it bluntly, is just a coolie.

Treat people like animals.

It would be better to let him be kidnapped and become a carefree cow and horse in Myr. Tailan enjoyed it very much. After sitting down, he tugged at the hem of the Prince Regent's clothes, wanting to share his joy.

Imon cooperated by gnashing his teeth.

Rhaenyra slapped her forehead and rolled her eyes almost to the ceiling.

Just pamper him!
After the little episode.

Viserys solemnly announced the engagement between Aemon and Laena, as well as the details of the marriage.

"Why can someone marry two wives?"

Someone interrupted in a sour tone.

"Shut up, Damon!"

Viserys didn't look happy.

After reviewing the situation, Damon felt that he had suffered a loss in the argument, so he asked, "He can marry more openly, why can't you be lenient with me for once?"

"I've been tolerant of you enough, Damon!"

Viserys snapped.

"Then do you recognize my wedding?"

Damon suddenly calmed down, stared into his brother's eyes and asked seriously.

Viserys was stunned by the question, his expression changing unpredictably.

Again.

Acting as willful as a child.

Viserys sighed deeply and bowed his head. "I am sorry that I did not have more time to talk to you, to open our hearts to each other."

Listening to his nephew, he thought more communication was necessary.

necessary!

"Every time we talk, it's you trying to drive me away from you."

Damon looked cold.

"That's because you always make mistakes, so I have to clean up your mess."

Viserys' eyes widened and he slammed the table.

Damon scoffed.

Viserys prepared himself mentally and said in a deep voice: "I can tolerate your mistress, but the child will never be named Targaryen."

Helpless acquiescence.

Lys is not Westeros, and there are not such strict traditional constraints.

Of course, no one can restrain Damon.

He turned a blind eye to the request for him to marry another woman he liked.

But the child was not recognized.

However, this was clearly not the answer Dimon wanted.

"I am not a child, Viserys."

He was silent, staring at the other person.

After saying that, he picked up the wine jug, poured a glass of wine, drank it all, and sat in his seat without saying a word.

His achievements did not seem to gain his brother's respect.

But he was deeply touched by his brother's apology.

Suddenly, I felt a little uncomfortable.

Even though I didn't achieve my goal, I can't get angry anymore.

Viserys was so exhausted that he just wanted to end the meeting, go back home, get drunk, and have a good sleep.

If the other person knows how to take care of his reputation, he won't be hated by both humans and dogs.

A wave of waves has risen again.

Otto's eyes were deep as he said, "Marrying multiple people goes against the beliefs of the Seven Gods and is not in line with tradition."

"This is the king's decree."

Collis said unhappily.

"After the Conqueror, there have been no more cases of multiple marriages."

Otto quoted from the classics and spoke eloquently: "Besides, the special rules that His Majesty the Elderly King signed with the Faith of the Seven Gods did not include a clause about marrying more than one person."

The special law refers to the Targaryen belief in the Seven Gods and the protection of the spread of the faith of the Seven Gods.

The Faith of the Seven gave up its armed forces, acquiesced to the Targaryen's adherence to the "marriage" tradition, and sent missionaries to inform the people on the mainland.

"Times have changed, Master Otto."

Corliss sneered and said sarcastically: "If anyone disagrees, let the Seven Gods come to see me, or let the towering tower of Oldtown see the dragon flame of Vhagar."

"you!"

Otto stood up quickly.

"How are you doing?"

Collis slammed the table and stood up, full of vigor and fearlessness.

Seeing this, Eamon clapped quietly.

This father-in-law is really good. He really comes when there is something going on!

"sit down!"

Viserys looked around, first called on Otto, who was unable to get off the stage, and then said, "You also sit down, Lord Corliss!"

"Humph!"

Collis snorted coldly and gave Otto a contemptuous look.

He had left the imperial meeting before, and he knew very well who was behind it.

It’s different in the past.

The second son of the Hightower family wants to use the same old tricks again, so don't blame him for turning the table.

Yimon was enjoying the show and looked at his father-in-law with great admiration.

Only such radicals are suitable to enter the Imperial Conference.

So cool!
"Okay, that's it, no one can change it."

Viserys made the final decision.

Otto couldn't help but swallow his anger for the time being.

Allison held her young son in her arms and looked around at everyone.

Especially Lannar.

When she heard the news, a hint of relief appeared on her pretty face and she leaned over to look at Aemon.

Aemon raised an eyebrow, successfully making the other man laugh.

He smiled himself.

Anyway, he didn't abide by the agreement between his uncle and the sea serpent, and Tidehead Island would be Targaryen sooner or later.

The main feature is eating and taking at the same time.

Soon, the council fast-forwards to the governance of the three city-states.

The parliament ended.

Viserys smiled and said, "It's rare for the family to be so complete. We can hold a family council every once in a while."

“We heeded the call.”

Rhaenys smiled cheerfully.

She likes this atmosphere very much and attaches great importance to the Dragon Council.

From an institutional perspective.

Once my nephew takes power, it will definitely have a big impact.

After the greetings, everyone went out one after another.

Aemon was sandwiched between Laena and Rhaenyra, smelling the faint fragrance of orchids and the sweetness of cream, which was like a complete banquet.

Suddenly, Damon blocked the way.

"what's up?"

Eamon's good mood was ruined.

Damon looked at the two girls and didn't intend to argue. He said coldly: "Your mother is not a qualified wife. I will definitely dissolve the marriage."

"You'd better dissolve your marriage."

Yimeng shook his head: "You are not a qualified husband either."

Not even a qualified father, uncle, or brother...

“You just found a good woman.”

Damon didn't change his tone and walked away without looking back.

Aemon's face crumpled.

People really laugh when they are speechless.

If he hadn't thought that this was going to be a bad start, he would have wanted to kill the other party at the Stone Steps Islands.

If you want to dissolve your marriage, find a way to persuade your uncle to go.

If it doesn't work out, go back to Rees and live a simple life.

You have to make requests that others will not agree to, and then force others to approve them.

There is something wrong with the brain circuit.

I can only say that the Targaryens have too many psychopaths.

"Let's go."

Lannar took his hand, not wanting to dwell on it too much.

Aemon nodded, "Okay."

"A letter from the Valley: the generous Master Ba Jin is in some trouble."

Rhaenyra reached into her pocket and said, "The Kingdom of the Three Women was destroyed, the Iron Bank of Braavos was deliberately making things difficult, and some investments in Gulltown were discounted."

If you have more money, you need to make more money.

Deposit it in the Iron Bank and invest part of it in the business regularly.

The Iron Bank always has various reasons for not wanting to pay out money.

(End of this chapter)