Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 42 Independent Heart
Look at how terrified he is.

Aemon sighed softly, feeling really exhausted.

Most of the artisan slaves who were brought back were like this, having suffered too much persecution and torture at the hands of their slave owners.

He considers himself inferior and finds it difficult to integrate into Fushishi City.

Fortunately, it is easy to feed.

There were more than 120 people in total, and each household consisted of five people.

According to the standard that one gold dragon is enough for each household in King's Landing to live a comfortable life for a month, it only costs sixty gold dragons per month to support them.

Only 720 gold royals a year
And our Prince has 10,000 gold royals in his hand, enough to spend more than ten years.

"Go down first and live a good life. Come to me if you need anything."

Eamon waved his hand, responsibly.

"Thank you, Lord Dragon King."

The old blacksmith retreated tremblingly.

Aemon remained calm and familiarized himself with his new sword.

Swish!
A two-foot-long sword was drawn out, the blade was dark orange and the spine was thick.

There is no doubt that this is a bronze sword.

Aemon looked him up and down.

The hilt of the sword is held tightly to ensure that it will not hurt your hand and will not slip out of your hand due to sweating.

The hilt of the sword was hammered into a circle with four squares wrapped around it, and runes were engraved on the surface.

"It seems, it's useless?"

Aemon frowned seriously, his fingers stroking the runes of order engraved on both sides of the sword's spine.

Bronze faith, rune culture.

The combination of the two is the symbol of the Royce family.

Those bronze armors were engraved with runes that were said to protect the wearer.

This is false, but the bronze armor does contain trace amounts of magic.

And, it is most likely the effect of the rune.

Sir Stephen, who was also watching, advised: "Prince, many magical deeds are real and unreal, true and false, and we cannot replicate them."

"You're right, Sir."

Aemon sheathed his sword and agreed, "There is a limit to human strength. I understand."

The broken runes cannot trace back to the complete rune faith.

His brain must be failing.

I still have to put my hope on whether the essence panel can be exchanged for some cards with related knowledge.

"Let's go."

Aemon hung his bronze dagger at his waist and rode on the white deer.

He is also a person of status.

Of course, it must be equipped with a good sword.

Although bronze is soft, blacksmithing skills are high.

It suits him well when he is eight years old.

Looking at the smiling Prince, Sir Steve smiled knowingly and his mood became cheerful.

King's Landing is a rat hole, and the White Knight is cautious.

The attitudes in Fushi City are polarized, but at least the people being protected are very open-minded.

Just think of it as a long vacation.

The white deer walked and stopped along the way, trying to make a full circle before eight o'clock in the morning.

Aemon had a smile on his face and greeted some familiar people from time to time.

However, more people are indifferent.

Most of them were knights from the side branches of the Royce family, and they were not interested in the young prince.

As a result, more mercenary knights and knight squires chose not to help either side.

After walking around, return to the castle.

Lecture loft.

Squeak!

Aemon opened the door and found the old maester already waiting there.

His Royal Highness the Prince is still young and has to attend the morning class every day.

"Good morning, Maester."

Aemon greeted him and walked straight to the podium.

William sat in the audience, holding his book and waiting for class to start.

Gunthor was there too, sitting on the windowsill with his big butt, munching on an orange.

Sir Steve glanced at him and stood guard at the door.

The people in the room, not counting the old and frail Bachelor Hughes, consisted of His Royal Highness's small team.

"Seagull Knight" Ryan Shetter is not here. He went home after landing in Seagull Town.

The number of guards decreased by one. The old scholar took out a letter from his sleeve and said slowly and methodically, "The princess's reply to you."

"Oh, let me see."

Eamon opened the envelope.

They returned to Fushishi City, but their hearts were still in Junlin, missing him.

Alison wrote frequently, telling him that Otto had left office and that she was much more relaxed in the Red Keep.

She also asked in the letter whether he was doing well, asking him to eat well and not kick off the quilt at night.

Like a nagging older sister or mother.

Aemon would always reply as soon as possible and ask the cargo ship from Seagull Town to deliver some local specialties from the valley.

Rhaenyra wrote occasionally.

It states that Lord Leonor is the new Prime Minister, and the Imperial Council is selecting a Minister of Justice to fill the vacancy.

In addition, he complained that his uncle Viserys was unwilling to give up power and invited many young nobles to show off their talents.

She wanted to prove herself, but she didn't expand her thinking.

In response to this, Imon gave some advice.

King's Landing is the capital of the Seven Kingdoms.

The population has been over 500,000 for many years, public security is relatively chaotic, and sanitation is a mess.

There is no way to maintain public security, that is the responsibility of the Golden Robes.

As for hygiene issues, we can address them.

During the few days that Aemon was in King's Landing, the streets and city areas he passed through were very dirty, and many places were covered with feces and urine.

You can smell the stench from several kilometers away.

Beneath the prosperous appearance, the inside is really shabby.

The idea he gave to Renira was to find hard-working orphans from the welfare home and distribute tools and carriages to clean the streets.

No need to clean it up, just take away the feces.

It was cleaned up on time every day, transported out of the city by horse-drawn carriage, and used as fertilizer near a farmland.

No one makes compost in this era, but the concept of using manure to fertilize the soil still exists.

After the composting is completed.

Imon's suggestion was to divide up some wasteland and give it to the homeless orphans, letting them cultivate it and providing appropriate help.

So recycling.

Within a few years, the sanitary conditions in King's Landing improved and the royal family increased taxes on land.

Rainier has personally facilitated this event and will surely win the hearts of the people.

Kill several birds with one stone.

"Let me see what's going on."

Yimon read ten lines at a glance and couldn't help but be surprised.

In her letter, Rainier said she had taken action and made some improvements.

The first step is to recruit orphans, of which there are only more than a hundred at the moment.

There were not enough people to do much work, so they were only assigned to a street near the Red Fort. They cleaned up the feces every morning and transported it out of the city by horse-drawn carriages at dusk.

Making compost was also easy as the royal family had a lot of fields.

Two difficulties were encountered during the process: residents’ opposition and difficulty in cleaning.

The people are ignorant and have great resistance to someone collecting their feces.

After all, even if it is unwanted feces, it is a psychological loss if it is taken away by others.

It is also true that it is difficult to clean.

It is extremely time-consuming and laborious to clean up the feces and urine dumped in the street.

Fortunately, during the reign of my great-grandfather Jaehaerys, the drainage system of King's Landing was rectified, so the city would not be covered with shit when it rained.

Rhaenyra is stupid when it comes to life decisions, but very smart when it comes to government affairs.

They went straight to find Jin Paozi and beat up all the troublemakers. They also went door to door to notify the residents to dump their feces and urine at several collection points.

If you don't agree, you will be fined.

After all these operations, the people on that street became well-behaved, and the orphans no longer had to run around the streets to clean up the feces.

In just a few days, the streets were completely clean.

Even if someone accuses her of oppressing civilians, the voices of praise from the grassroots cannot be faked.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, who wouldn't want a better environment and get rid of the stench of feces and urine?

Yi Meng watched with great interest, muttering: "It's a temporary pilot project, with urban management and sanitation workers centrally emptying the manure tank. There's something to it!"

Indeed, people in the Middle Ages were not stupid, they just lacked vision.

"Alas, when can I have a fiefdom?"

Imon held his chin with one hand, his face full of melancholy.

My mother is in good health and will have no problem living for another few decades.

If I can't inherit Fu Shi City, I have to find a place to develop on my own.

Only when you are in charge of your own affairs can you realize your ambitions.

(End of this chapter)