Capítulo 143: Chapter 143
Chapter 143
After seeing Margaery's reaction , Samwell was slightly relieved.
There are still sensible people in the Tyrell family .
Margaery didn't speak, probably because she didn't want to reject Duke Renly in face.
In private, she probably would persuade the two idiots Garlan and Loras.
In this way, the nobles of the Reach would not follow Lord Renly all the way to the dark.
Samwell felt relieved and was ready to continue with his plan.
It has to be said that with Duke Renly showing his ambition, his plan became easier to implement.
"Lord Renly, I have a suggestion."
"Sam, tell me." Lord Renly turned around with an attitude of listening attentively.
"I think you should order the trial of Duke Jon's death as soon as possible."
Hearing Samwell bring up the old matter again, Duke Renly didn't show any impatience, and just comforted him with a smile: "
Sam, I understand you ,However, this matter should be shelved for the time being. Don't worry, when the situation stabilizes, I will hold a trial as soon as possible."
Samwell shook his head and said with a smile: "Lord Renly, in fact, I suggest that you should hold the trial , just to help you stabilize the situation."
"Oh?" Duke Renly became interested, "Why do you say that?"
Samwell added a little hint: "Think about it, my lord, if a trial is held now, the 'Red Viper' life will in your hands, as long you tally it, the Dornishmen in King's Landing will obey your orders."
"Yes!" Duke Renly stood up excitedly.
He finally understood what Samwell meant. As long as the trial begins, the life of the "Red Viper" largely depends on him, the Master of Justice who presides over the trial. Whether they are grateful for his kindness or afraid of his authority, they will obey his orders.
In this way, he will gain an extra boost for nothing.
"Okay! I will give an order later, and the trial of the 'Red Viper' will be held tomorrow!" Duke Renly walked up to Samwell excitedly, and took his hand enthusiastically, "Thank you! Sam! This is really a good idea!"
Considering this man's sexual orientation, Samwell wanted to pull his hand out, but felt that it would be too rude, so he could only smile awkwardly.
"Lord Renly, in that case, will you offend Lord Eddard, the Hand of the King?" Loras reminded.
"Don't worry about him." Duke Renly finally let go of Samwell, "This is my duty as the Master of Justice."
Samwell secretly gave Duke Renly a thumbs up.
Very good, iron-headed baby, rush forward!
Once the news of tomorrow's trial gets out, Samwell doesn't believe that the "Red Viper" can continue to be a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.
Then Duke Renly began to boast, describing the grand plans and great things he planned to carry out once he became regent, and it seemed that he couldn't wait to flex his muscles.
Samwell listened silently, echoing and praising a few words from time to time, very flattering.
After finally waiting for Lord Renly to lose his interest, all of them took leave.
As Samwell was leaving, he heard Margaery's voice behind him:
"Sam, wait for me."
"Lady Margery." Samwell stopped, waiting for Margery to follow, as walks side by side.
However, the two of them just chatted casually about the weather, food and other topics. It wasn't until they returned to Margaery's room and closed the door that she changed the subject and asked:
"Sam, did you have something to say at Duke Renly's place before but didn't dare to say it?"
Samwell smiled slightly and asked back:
"My lady, same goes for you."
"Yes " Margaery nodded frankly, "Loras is determined to support Duke Renly, but I am hesitant ."
Samwell was also a little speechless. They are all hooked up, is this called being blind for love?
"Before you came to King's Landing, did Lady Olenna said anything ?"
As a vassal of the Tyrell family, Samwell was actually not very good at directly interfering in the decision of the king, so he pulled out the "Queen of Thorns".
Margaery showed a look of reminiscence: "Grandma said, let us come to King's Landing to watch a play."
"That's it." Samwell shrugged, "She said towatch the play, not to rush to the center of the stage."
"You're right. If grandma knew that we expressed our support to Duke Renly in this way, she would probably lose her temper. But..." Margaery seemed a little helpless, "But Loras and Garlan have already made the statement, and if I go back on my word, it will damage the reputation of the Tyrell family. "
"Leave the reputation aside." Samwell said, "Let's start with the perspective of strength, do you think Renly has chance of succeeding?"
"I think the chances are quite high, after all, he has the will, doesn't he?"
Samwell finally knew why Margaery hesitated, and she actually took chances to think that Renly would win possible.
"No, I think Duke Renly will definitely lose." Samwell said firmly, wanting to completely dispel Margaery's thoughts in this way.
"Why?"
Samwell looked at the bright and charming girl in front of him, and secretly lamented that although she was smart, had a high EQ, and was good at winning people's hearts, but still somewhat naive in politics.
"Because Duke Renly has only one piece of paper, but his opponent possesses overwhelming strength."
"By strength you mean?"
"The Garrison and more precisely, the King's guard in the Red Keep. Duke Renly has no one in the Kingsguard, and he has nothing to do with the city's garrison, so it's impossible to win by relying on the swords of the Reach nobles counting Dorne nobles."
Margaery's face turned pale : "Sam, do you think this matter will lead to war?"
Samwell nodded seriously: "Political struggles have always been the bloodiest and cruelest, think about Rhaegar Targaryen back then , what happened to his wife and children. Think about Jon Arryn, think about His Majesty Robert..."
"You think His Majesty Robert was also murdered?"
"There is no shortage of betrayal and murder in this city "Samwell said in a deep voice, "This is not the Highgarden, but the bloodiest power arena in the Seven Kingdoms."
Margaery was frightened, and her face turned pale.
She bit her lips lightly, as if she was still a little unwilling: "Actually, I have also thought about the CityGarrison before. If Duke Renly can win their support, is there hope?"
Samwell still shook his head,
"not at all ."
He punctured her fantasy mercilessly:
"Renly can't win the City Garrison ."
"Why?"
"Do you know the Commander of the City Garrison ?"
"Ser Janos Slynt." Sam nodded, "I've heard some scandals about him taking bribes."
"Yes, Janos Slynt only works for money, and he will follow whoever bids the most. So, tell me, Lady Margaery , can theDuke Renly offer a higher price than the Lannister family?"
Margaret was choked up.
Yes, who in the Seven Kingdoms can compare with the Lannister family in terms of financial resources?
Even with the help of the Tyrells, Renly couldn't match the Lannisters in money, that's a family with a gold mine in their ass.
Margaery was silent for a moment, then asked again: "So, you think Queen Cersei will win this time?"
"Maybe. At least she has a better chance of winning than Renly." Samwell shrugged and did not finish his sentence .
In fact, Cersei is just a self-righteous crazy woman. She will only be used as a gun. As for the real winner in the end... If Samwell does not make a move, I am afraid it will be "Littlefinger" Petyr Baelish, but now that he has released the poisonous snake, the result may not be certain.
"Well, I will try my best to dissuade Garlan and Loras from getting involved in the political disputes in King's Landing."
Seeing that Margaery finally gave up her previous thoughts, Samwell breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Garlan should be able to persuade, but Loras, Samwell doubts whether Margaery can persuade that silly child who is crazy in love.
"Sam, what are your plans?" Margaery's eyes were full of inquiry.
"I have no plans. I just want to stay quietly and watch the show, and pray that I won't be affected by this political storm.
" Huh!!, I don't think you will do nothing. Tell me, Sam, what are you planning? Maybe I can help you."
The two were very close, and Samwell could clearly smell an elegant and sweet fragrance on the girl's body, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the quiet and closed space, like he could kiss those delicate red lips as long as he leaned forward a little.
"I'm just a little baron, what can I plan." Samwell restrained the temptation.
He wasn't that idiot like Renly, who wanted to make a fuss about everything.
"I don't believe it." Margaery pouted aggrievedly, showing a cute expression, "You must have your purpose in pushing Duke Renly to hold the trial as soon as possible. Tell me, Sam, my knight."
"That's because I want to go home early." Samwell spread his hands, "King's Landing is too dangerous, I don't want to stay here for too long."
"Really?"
Margaery stared at Samwell for a while, and finally shook her head and sighed:
"Sam, I am unable to read your heart, and I don't know what you desire..."
"Your dream is my desire." Samwell said His face sincere.
"My dream?"
"Yes. You want to be queen." Samwell smiled, "As your knight, my greatest desire is to help you realize it."
Margaery giggled, I don't know whether to believe Samwell's words or not.
She stretched out her slender hand to the baron, and said,
"My knight."
Samwell lowered his head and pressed a kiss between the girl's fingers.
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