Chapter 895
The stocky Ser Suggs pulled out his long sword, pointed at Shiquik and cursed: "scoundrel thing, you can't die, dare to insult King Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty came to the door, I'm cooking again and inviting Your Majesty into the house for a hot soup, how can that be considered an insult?" Shiquik called out.
"Is the brown soup for people?" Ser Suggs said angrily.
"Are we all Others?" Shiquik widened his eyes and stretched his head forward, "Look, see if my eyes light up."
Ser Suggs is clumsy, speechless, and only continuously shouts: "Tiao people, bad people, big bad people!"
"Suggs, don't be ashamed," Ser Richard glanced at Shiquik coldly , "Your weapon is a sword, what are you fighting with a common man."
"Master Knight, are you hungry?" Shiquik smiled and turned to him.
"You're so daring." Richard held his sword hilt with his right hand and looked at Second Stag with his eyes.
Second Stag looked gloomy, but he didn't give him any instructions or hints.
"Hahaha, those of us who don't have a tomorrow and don't need to think about tomorrow have no guts, because we were too hungry before, and we threw our liver and gallbladder into the pot to cook brown soup!" Shiquik said with a big smile .
He looked calm and seemed really not afraid of death at all.
Second Stag looked at Shiquik and said indifferently: "Starting at noon tomorrow, I will send someone to count the population of King's Landing and the food of each household. Poor households who have no food can go to the Blackwater Rush wharf to receive relief food!"
Leave this sentence, give Richard a look, and walk away first.
The others didn't say a word, just following behind King.
Seeing the Second Stag entire group disappearing into the corner, Shiquik was a little stunned.
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The roads in Flea Bottom are a labyrinth of tangled and complicated, with houses built next to narrow alleys.
People walking in the alley, often lifts the head and can't see the sky. The balcony or bedroom on the second floor extends out of the foundation to block all sightlines, and sometimes a woman pours a pot of dirty domestic water from the upper floor and drenches it on the quagmire-like road.
Dirty, crowded, poor, like a moldy box of stinky caviar.
If the old flea net was a neat and tidy spot on King's Landing, now it can't even be neat.
Yesterday's fire burned Flea Bottom into a patch of psoriasis.
Anyone who hasn't been a native of King's Landing for a long time will definitely get lost here.
Anyway, Jon started to feel dizzy after a quarter of an hour in Flea Bottom.
He went north for a while, turned southwest for a while, and for a while...he was a little confused about East, West, North, and South.
At this moment, Jon couldn't help but have a three-point respect for Ser Richard. People not only knew the way, but also found the "little" Iron Throne in such a complicated city.
"It's here!" Richard's excited shout woke Jon from his wild thoughts.
Then they turned a corner and stood at the top of a slightly taller, narrow ramp and saw a small pool of water below against the wall.
It may also be a ditch, the channel is blocked, and the water inside overflows, forming a 40-square-meter pond around it.
Because of the blocking of the twisted courtyard walls, it is easy for those below to ignore the people on the slope. But standing uphill and looking down, the view is more open.
Second Stag They saw Iron Throne right away.
The iron chair, which symbolizes the supreme power of Seven Kingdoms, is inserted straight into the water pool. The five-meter-high chair with steps has at least three meters above the water.
At this point, a group of naughty children took over it.
Second Stag involuntarily stopped, staring blankly ahead.
As soon as he stopped, everyone behind him also stopped.
"I am the King of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, and the Protector of the Realm, Aegon Targaryen!" A black and thin-faced ten-year-old boy was sitting on the top, solemnly facing the little boy below. Partners announced.
The chair was inserted into the pool, and a 20-centimeter-wide board was placed on the stairs and the shore where the chair was closest to the water.
child stepped across the pool on the plank, came to the chair, and climbed up to sit down.
"Dog Dan, do you want to be a fake Crown Prince?" A little girl with a frostbite face pointed at King on the throne, laughed heartily.
"Fake Crown Prince, fake Crown Prince!" The other children clapped their hands and laughed.
"I'm not the fake Crown Prince Aegon, I'm the owner of the Black Dread Balerion, Aegon I the Conqueror!" The dog blushed and retorted loudly.
"Dog Dan, come down quickly, it's my turn." A thin monkey-like yellow-haired boy jumped and shouted under Iron Throne.
Dog Dan was reluctant to stand up, "thorn--"
The sound of torn cloth came from his buttocks, and when he turned back, he saw the blade woven by the blade. A piece of grey linen hangs from the seat.
The cotton trousers are full of patches, and there is another opening, and the old yellow and black cotton batts are swaying in the wind.
"Oh, my trousers are torn, mother will beat me if she finds out." Goudan cried with a sad face.
"Hahaha, King Aegon with buttocks!" The little girl with frostbite face slapped her hands again and laughed.
Goudan glared at that girl and walked down the stairs with a face full of embarrassment.
While walking, foul-mouthed, "This is a broken chair, it's not for people to sit on at all."
Soon, the skinny monkey kid climbed on the Iron after the dog's egg Throne.
That funny little appearance, like a hozen on the throne.
The skinny monkey boy squeezed his throat and said, "I am the King of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, and the Protector of the Realm, Robert Baratheon."
"I am Where's my hammer? Rhaegar, eat my hammer, Ahhh "
little fellow is too deep into the play, imitating the playman in the tavern, holding his right hand high, as if holding a big Hammer, shaking his head and pulling the tone.
"Hahaha, Robert, your chirp was taken away by a wild boar!" It was the little girl with the frostbite face again, smiling and bending over.
"Robert" pointed to the little girl below, shouted loudly: "Hey, whore Cersei, if you dare to drug me, come and eat my hammer!"
"I'm not Cersei, I don't like you, don't be your wife!" the little girl yelled angrily.
"Monkey, you're still playing," a Triangle-face boy picked up a pebble and threw the monkey on the Iron Throne, "this isn't your toy alone, it's my turn!"
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Monkey Lianlian reluctantly got off the chair, this time he didn't cut his trousers, but he turned back one step and two steps, dilly-dallying, and one foot accidentally fell into the pond with a thud, getting wet all over his body, and his clothes were colorful Green, it's actually feces!
A stench spreads out.
"Hahaha, the monkey fell into the cesspool!"
"Robert has eaten feces in the cesspool!"
Amid the laughter of the friends, the monkey Embarrassed and cold, after climbing out of the hut, he ducked his head and ran away without a trace.
"I am the King of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, and the Protector of the Realm..." Triangle-face got stuck, frowning thinking long and hard.
"Who should I be?" he asked oneself's buddy.
The little girl with chilblains rolled her eyes and suggested: "How about you become the Great Emperor Joffrey!"
"no! Joffrey is crazy and stupid, so dead Useless." Triangle-face shook his head again and again.
"Where's Tommen?" said a child.
"That Nasal Mucus Insect, my wife doesn't even know about stealing. If you must wear a cuckold to be king, I'd rather not have Iron Throne.
You guys help me find someone more powerful, I Remember what King Targaryen had, in the play, he beat the Dorne people? Very young and promising." Triangle-face said.
"Mad King!"
"Not Mad King."
"Let's just be Stannis, he has the Demon Dragon and just occupied King's Landing, Imposing enough."
"No, that's the evil heathen! My father and big brother are quietly scolding Stannis these days. They know that I am Stannis and will beat me to death." Triangle- face is afraid.
"That's right, if you are known to be Stannis, you will be beaten as soon as you go out. Look what he and Euron have done to us!" Someone approved.
"Hurry up, don't bother, it's my turn!"
Triangle-face sighed then said, loudly said: "I am the King of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, cum Protector of the Realm, Renly Baratheon."
"Well, I'd rather be Renly, at least he looks pretty," he explained to his companions.
"Be careful with your big brother, his red witch is going to kill you!" the little girl exclaimed in horror.
"What?" Triangle-face Renly was at a loss.
"Fool, don't you even know how Renly died?" The surrounding children said contemptuously.
"Oh, you said red heart King." Triangle-face Renly understood, said with a smile: "I'm not afraid, after I become King, I will take Saint Matthew with me every day."
Then it was the turn of the little girl with the frostbite face.
The people below all cheered "Cersei, Cersei, Cersei", she thought for a while with a bulging face, and said: "I want to be Dragon Queen, don't you spread the word?"
"Just say it, say it! I'm going to tell your mother that you blaspheme Saint Dany and see if she doesn't suck your buttocks." The black face "Aegon" chuckled.
"Well, I'm not the Dragon Queen anymore. I'm the King of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, and the Protector of the Realm, Barbrey Campbell," she announced, head raised.
"Cut Isn't this the name of your oneself? It's better to be whore Cersei!" The little friends despised for a while.
"What do you know? Now I will sit on the Iron Throne, and of course call me oneself's name, which means that the Iron Throne is mine, and the Seven Kingdoms are also mine.
If Stannis is now Come on, do you say 'I'm Aegon' like Dog Dan?"
"It seems...that's right!" The children were surprised.
Then, those children began to report the name of oneself one by one. After a while, Iron Throne had more than a dozen previous owners.
However, not all of your friends have successfully sat on the Iron Throne.
When it was the turn of a 10-year-old girl with a flat nose, she struggled to climb the Iron Throne with her younger brother under two.
Fortunately, the iron chair was big enough for her to put her younger brother aside, but before she could shout the slogan, her younger brother squatted on the iron chair and took a shit.
"Oh, I haven't gone up yet, why is the hammer on top of it?" The child below stomped and wailed.
"The hammer is still small and ignorant," the elder sister of the hammer said embarrassedly, "you wait a while, wait for the hammer to finish the shit, I will go home and bring a basin to wash the chair."
>"My house is just behind the wall. Well, this hut is even connected to the public toilet of my hotel." She pointed to the wall with a dozen or so sinks at the bottom.
"No, I don't want to sit on a stool stained with shit, it's disgusting!" the child said with disgust.
"What did the hammer eat, why does it smell so bad, it stinks even more than the stench of this cesspool!" The little girl with a frostbite face muttered while pinching her nose.
The hammer elder sister was even more embarrassed, "Yesterday my father picked up a Wights pig, and I don't know which noble ran away from it. It's so fat.
Long Night is coming, pork. Old Gui, I haven't eaten pork in several years, and Hammer has eaten more."
"elder sister!"
"Hey, help me find a wooden stick, I'm going to scrape the buttocks for the hammer." The hammer elder sister said anxiously.
"Don't look for it, anyway, the chair is big enough, use it to wipe it! It's so cold here, I'm leaving." The little girl with a frostbite face gathered up her clothes and ran away first.
The children also seem to have gotten tired of the Iron Throne game, leaving one by one.
"Don't go, you don't want Iron Throne, are you not King?" Hammer elder sister anxiously said.
"Iron Throne with shit, who wants it?" said the children in disgust.
After a while, everyone ran away.
"Waaaaaa..." The hammer rubbed against the chair with bare buttocks, the sharp blade cut through the soft skin, blood was flowing, and he cried in pain.
"Hammer? Is the hammer howling?" From the other side of the wall came the sound of a woman holding her shit.
"Ah, mother, you're going to the toilet!" Hammer elder sister shrugged: "I'm sitting on Iron Throne, Hammer shit on Iron Throne and cut buttocks."
>"Dead girl, the cesspool is on the side, you don't pull the hammer into the cesspool, the iron chair is icy and thorny, what's there to sit on?" The hammer mother was scolded in the toilet on the other side of the wall.
"I want to be Queen..." Hammer elder sister whispered.
"Idiot, do you think sitting on an iron chair is king? A fool will not think so."
Second Stag face deathly pale, his body on the verge of collapse, and finally squirted out A mouthful of black, stinky blood gushed out.