socalfunplaces Chapter 134 Each with their own agenda
Chapter 134 Each with their own agenda
Chapter 134 Each with their own agenda
In the silent and dark sanctuary, only flickering candlelight and heavy shadows remained.
Joffrey sat sprawled on the ground, completely disregarding etiquette.
Tyrion, on the other hand, knelt there obediently.
But there was not a trace of respect in his words.
"The archbishop was as fat as a house, yet he was even more pretentious than Pacif."
"I finally understand what Littlefinger meant when he said his bargaining skills were comparable to those of the Dorne fishmongers."
"Are you sure this method will really work?" Tyrion asked, looking up at him.
"Perhaps," Joffrey replied.
Heresy is more abhorrent than paganism.
He hoped that the same principle would apply to Westeros.
Those who do not believe in the seven gods can be explained away by the fact that they have never heard of the true path, but this is nothing more than ignorance and delusion.
However, those who claim to be followers of the Seven Gods and have read the Seven Star Bible, knowing the truth, deliberately distort it and arrive at conclusions completely different from the mainstream.
That's a traitor in the family, the most despicable of all.
It's true that when people are well-fed and warm, they start to indulge in lust.
Joffrey didn't let the residents of King's Landing go hungry, but he certainly didn't hold back on the gossip.
What nonsense is this about fratricide?
What's more, it was monks from within the church who started the commotion, and it's unclear whose people were not properly managed, allowing them to run around in the streets and act recklessly.
I think the bishops of the Great Cathedral of Baylor don't want to work anymore!
After investigating.
Um----
The beggar gang members who came here to promote their services seem to be cultivators from the North River Bay area.
Although he caused a lot of trouble for your homes and followers, Joffrey has already sent people to rebuild them, which is a relief.
Why did they follow me all the way to King's Landing and refuse to give up?
This is just causing trouble.
A true king is fearless; he knows his mistakes, corrects them, but doesn't admit them.
However, some extremists began to fabricate lies and exert pressure on Joffrey in order to make him admit his mistakes.
The problem is that the members of the Beggars' Gang, as monks within the Church of the Seven Gods, can talk nonsense no matter how absurd or nonsensical their claims may be.
But if Joffrey uses swords against them, it will give others grounds for criticism and invite controversy.
Therefore, he made up his mind to declare the beggar gang that had infiltrated the city as heretics and end the matter from the church's perspective.
However, the archbishops were far less cooperative than when they were resisting Stannis.
Archbishop "Fatty" is a big man, corrupt in thought and manner, gluttonous, and always talking incessantly.
His devotion to the seven gods was never as strong as his desire to profit himself.
In addition, the royal family owes the church 900,000 gold dragons —
"It's 900,674 gold dragons," the little devil said in a low voice.
Robert deserves to die.
Seven kingdoms, one king.
However, the feudal tribute received by the Iron Throne was pitifully small compared to its total revenue.
The main revenue of the national treasury came from the royal domains and, most importantly, the right to mint coins.
Customs duties and tolls can only be collected in King's Landing.
Other cities had already purchased autonomy during the Targaryen dynasty.
Fortunately, after reclaiming Stormlands, the Iron Throne's revenue nearly doubled this year.
However, this is still far from enough to repay the money.
The root cause lies in the fact that national finances and royal expenditures are conflated, with no distinction between the national treasury and the royal fund.
This resulted in the king borrowing money and the country incurring debt.
Robert wanted to hold a tournament, so he simply took money from the national treasury, and Littlefinger always granted his requests.
In addition, there was the endless summer, and Robert was a rough and boisterous man with a very good reputation among the people.
Everyone was happy to lend him the money, and then take the opportunity to make a profit.
But as soon as Robert left, all these creditors came knocking on his door.
Tyrell wiped the slate clean, and Tywin gave him several territories as collateral.
As for Iron Treasury, as long as it demonstrates sufficient investment value, it can temporarily cope with the situation.
The only ones coming to collect debts every day are the churches.
damn it.
Joffrey suddenly realized that Robert's actions were essentially the same as borrowing from every available source in the country and then using the money to escape debt abroad.
Just then, a man in a golden robe quietly slipped into the sanctuary.
"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister has finished his discussions with the Archbishop."
Joffrey slowly stood up, walked to the altar, and lit a candle.
The old woman holding a lantern symbolizes wisdom. Please help Ed, considering my piety.
A rigid believer of the Old Gods went to the Seven Stars Church to talk to the archbishop about repaying a debt—a rare sight indeed.
If things succeed, you deserve some credit.
If things don't work out, return the incense money to me.
The palanquin slowly climbed Aegon's Hill, and Cersei rested against the soft red cushions, a smug smile unconsciously playing on her lips—
His smile.
"Mother, what makes you so happy?" Mysera asked softly, tilting her little face up.
Naturally, they tasted the sweetness of victory.
Cersei hugged her daughter and kissed her hard on the cheek.
"Your brother is much smarter than your idiot uncle. He solved all the trouble with just a few words."
Little Joa brought members of the royal family to Baelor's Great Cathedral for worship, and through Sansa's connections, she also brought the Prime Minister along.
After some discussion, Ed approved the construction of a church in the new district of the Royal Guard.
Tyrion even used the money that should have been used to repay the church as funding for this project.
As a result, the church finally relented and agreed to step in and drive away the beggar gang.
Everyone played their part.
Except for Jaime, who just stands there dumbly with his sword.
The thought of her brother made Cersei angry.
To welcome James' return, she specially commissioned a tailor to make a gorgeous red and gold dress, implying that she would wear it to him at night.
But James came over wearing a white robe, without even shaving his beard, looking both weathered and rude.
In addition, there's a scar on my face that I don't know how I got it, it looks awful.
"The Red Fort is full of people and all sorts of eyes," he explained.
Cersei waited in place, waiting for Jaime to make the request.
Just like before.
My younger brother has always been impatient; he wants a hug as soon as we meet, but I can't feel any warmth on the cold steel.
Cersei gave him a slap, even though the stubble prickled painfully on her lips.
If you have requirements, you should make good use of your strengths.
She crouched down and began to fumble around, trying to figure out how to untie the damned armor straps.
"Cersei, let's get married."
James scared her to death with just one sentence.
"The moment the sword struck the armor, I suddenly realized that one must seize the day and enjoy life to the fullest." James awkwardly unfastened his cloak, his tone tinged with urgency.
"I've had enough of having to be so careful every time I come to see you."
"Targians all marry their siblings, so why can't we? Marry me, Cersei. Stand up and say that you love me, and I will give you a grand wedding."
Has he gone mad?
Cersei took a step back. "This isn't funny."
Robert isn't dead yet, and Joffrey's right to the throne comes from him.
"And besides, you're a member of the Imperial Guard, how can you get married?"
"One thing at a time," James muttered. "Why don't you two just get a divorce?"
"Or we can go back to Casterly Rock, where no one can stop us."
"I'll have Joffrey send Tommen there, and then I can go with him under the guise of protecting him. Cersei, come with me, let's leave King's Landing."
That's somewhat possible; Father might agree to this arrangement.
But to get her to leave King's Landing? Absolutely not!
Cersei has tasted the power, even more so than her union with her brother.
"I'm not leaving." Her eyes sharpened.
How could James have such an idea? He must have been taught by someone else, and he deliberately used an impossible scenario to cover up his true intentions.
"Who gave you this idea?"
"It was my own idea."
Then you're really crazy.
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