Casting spells

As for the young and beautiful Margaery and Eluo, they have long been regarded as victims and pawns of the family's rise by the "Queen of Thorns".

But before that, Olenna Redwyne still needs to confirm one thing, and that is whether the other party has ambitions that match her strength...

Just when the Tyrell family was acting secretly, Zhang Cheng was standing in the training ground on the upper floor of the Red Castle, watching Joffrey release the hot flames over and over again, and joked in a half-joking tone: "Dear Tilly! Ang, you've been standing behind me for quite a while, just say what you have to say. Don't tell me that you're here to meet your nephew, everyone knows how much you two hate each other, just Like ice and fire."

"Why?" The little devil asked suddenly, without thinking.

"Sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean. Why?" Zhang Cheng turned around with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Why teach him magic? You should know Joffrey's character very well! Doing so will only make him more and more unrestrained, and more innocent victims will be burned alive." Tyrion His brows were furrowed tightly, tightly clutching the note hidden in his sleeve.

Even in his dreams, he couldn't believe that the young man who had always been calm and rational in front of him caused the death of thousands of civilians without making a sound, and he didn't feel any guilt afterwards, as if he killed no real people , but accidentally trampled to death a few ants.

"Well... what does this have to do with me?" Zhang Cheng spread his hands nonchalantly. "You have to understand that magic is a powerful force, but also a dangerous force. Therefore, in the process of learning and research, you must maintain 12 points of patience and vigilance. If you are not careful, you will die without burial. Land. I was lucky to find a very talented seed that could be used to test unproven theories, conjectures."

"So... you take Joffrey, the king of the Seven Kingdoms, as a test subject?" Tyrion's eyes widened in surprise, as if he wanted to get to know each other again.

"That's right! By the way, there are very few people who are gifted with magic. I've only seen two so far, and one of them was Joffrey. Incredible, isn't it? An inbreeding deformity, one with a huge character flaw." An idiot, who actually possesses talents dozens of times higher than ordinary people, fate still made a cruel and interesting joke." Zhang Cheng ignored the reaction of the little devil, and sarcastically raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"You are such a terrible lunatic! Are you not afraid that I will tell Joffrey the truth? Tell my father and sister?" Tyrion asked blankly.

"No, why should I be afraid? Even if you told Joffrey, would he give up the power he had so hard to gain? Obviously, he would not, and he would still trust me as always and long for more from me. And Your father, Tywin, is counting on me to help deal with the increasingly powerful Daenerys, so he will not act rashly. As for your ambitious and short-sighted sister Cersei, she is nothing in my eyes, at least in Thailand Duke Wen was nothing before he died."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng picked up the wine glass placed on the table and handed it to the little devil, then touched it lightly, raised his head and drank it down in one gulp.

chapter 194

A wise man once said that desire is the driving force for human beings to move from barbarism to civilization, and it is also the external manifestation of a person's subconscious and soul.

If you want to really see a certain person clearly, then pay attention to the desires that this person reveals inadvertently on weekdays, and you can easily judge his personality, preferences, what he desires most in his heart, and what he is afraid of losing.

Although Zhang Cheng is far from being a master in this regard, he has always stayed on the sidelines, observing the strengths and weaknesses of every power game player with an almost detached perspective.

Undoubtedly, for Tywin, nothing is more important than maintaining the status and honor of the Lannister family, so as long as this point is firmly grasped, anyone can easily predict his next move, just like " "Littlefinger" played with it on the palm of his hand again and again.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, Tywin Lannister is a charismatic leader with outstanding talents and political skills, but few people can see through his fragile and tired heart hidden under his tough and self-disciplined appearance.

In fact, since the death of his wife Joanna, Tywin's private life is not as miserable as outsiders guessed.

According to the information previously obtained from Varys, the Duke of Casterly Rock would secretly order his subordinates to find a young and beautiful prostitute for him every once in a while to vent his accumulated desires.

It's just that because the secrecy work is in place, even his children don't know about it, especially the little devil, who has always felt that his father is strict and cold, completely unaware that no one in this world can abandon feelings and desires .

The more you suppress something, the more violent it will erupt, and in the end it may become a deadly noose to strangle yourself...

Feeling the excitement caused by the alcohol flowing through his body along the blood vessels, Zhang Cheng gently put the cup back to its original place, then stared into the other person's eyes and asked, "Tell me, Tyrion, why did you suddenly appear?" ? For yourself, or for the Lannisters?"

"How about representing myself, and what about representing Lannister?" The little devil asked back without looking sideways.

"It depends on what you want to know, or what kind of information your father Tywin wants to convey through you." Zhang Cheng explained, while inadvertently glanced at the growing black spot in the sky far outside the window, his face A playful smile emerges.

"First of all, let me confirm one thing with you on behalf of myself. Is the news above true? You really killed thousands of innocent civilians?" After hesitating again and again, Tyrion raised his hand and hid it in his sleeve. The note asked in a low voice.

Zhang Cheng took the note and glanced at it, and immediately sighed with a smile: "Hahahaha! I wonder why Duke Tywin didn't use this to strive for a favorable negotiating environment in the imperial meeting. Now I finally understand. So He intends to leave the Tyrell family alone and make a deal with me alone. Yes, I did it. Now you can make terms on behalf of the family and your father. I am very much looking forward to Lannister, who is on the verge of financial crisis , what exciting proposals can you give?"

There is no doubt that he has passed the initial cautious mode of action and slowly started to enjoy the fun of the game of thrones.

It has to be said that although he himself does not think it is a wise choice to waste a lot of time on intrigue, the real master behind the parchment seems to think that this is a process and a skill that must be experienced.

As the saying goes, since you can't resist, then enjoy it.

Anyway, after breaking the shackles that bind him, he can almost be regarded as one of the most powerful individuals in the world. Unless the dragon Clonada breaks the seal, there will be no people or monsters that can pose a fatal threat to him.

Tyrion obviously didn't realize how dangerous the young man standing in front of him was, and said with a gloomy face, "You killed thousands of civilians in one go, and nearly two-thirds of them are old people. Women and children, don't you have nightmares when you go to bed at night?"

"Nightmare? Why? Your father ordered Gregor Clegane to plunder the Riverlands in order to lure Eddard Stark into battle. Guess how many innocent farmers were tortured and tortured to death during Operation Magic Mountain? Ty Did Duke Wen have a nightmare about this? No, not only did he not have a nightmare, but he also regarded it as a successful example of tactics. What's more, Biren may be qualified to criticize my actions, but you are the only one who is not qualified. " After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng stretched out his finger and poked the little devil's chest.

"Why am I not qualified?" Tyrion suddenly had a bad feeling, and subconsciously frowned.

"Because it was your legal wife, Sansa, who poisoned my soup, which made me unable to use magic power for a short period of time, the tragedy of thousands of deaths was staged. I don't deny that I killed innocent people indiscriminately, but you Understand that when I think my life is threatened, I will do whatever it takes to protect myself. It's not about good or evil, morality, humanity, it's just about survival...”

Out of caution, Zhang Cheng did not reveal too many details, let alone that the fate of those deceased was not only physical death, but even the soul was completely swallowed, becoming the nourishment for the awakening of the magic sword.

"Sansa poisoned you? Damn it! Why did she do that? No! Who tricked her into doing this?" Tyrion growled furiously.

With considerable political sensitivity, he instantly realized that this was a conspiracy, a terrible plan that could deal with himself and Zhang Cheng at the same time.

If the attack is successful, of course Zhang Cheng will die, but the Lannister family will also be regarded as the accomplices of the mastermind behind the scenes, and the fragile alliance that was originally formed will fall apart amid mutual suspicion. Knife's family allies.

If he failed, as the legal husband of the poisoner, he would inevitably be implicated, and the whole family might become the target of the other party's revenge.

Seeing the little devil's furious look, Zhang Cheng comforted with a noncommittal smile and said, "Relax, I don't mean to blame you, nor Sansa, and I won't be so stupid as to think it was the work of the Lannister family. In fact, I know who was behind the scenes and planned it all."

"Who? Give me his name!" Tyrion's eyes flickered with an icy chill.

"Varys, our dear Chief Intelligence Officer. By the way, it was Baelish who tricked Sansa into poisoning you. You can teach him a little lesson later on what it takes to spy on someone else's wife. Oh, almost forgot, guess what I saw when I found Baelish last night? I saw Sansa lying naked on a bed in a whorehouse, she would rather give her first time to her father's age A similar old man is unwilling to stay by your side..."

Chapter 195 Return of the Dragon

"Enough! Since you know that Petyr Baelish is the one who tricked Sansa into poisoning, why didn't you kill him? This is not how you behave!" Tyrion interrupted Zhang Cheng roughly. The strong hint revealed in the words, the face is gloomy and scary.

Although he has always been very clear in his heart that it is absolutely impossible for a young, beautiful, and noble lady like Sansa to fall in love with him, and he is willing to spend his life with this deformed dwarf.

But for some reason, after learning that the other party had an intimate relationship with another man, I still couldn't help but feel a strong sense of anger and humiliation.

Zhang Cheng smiled and shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Why did I have to kill him? You must know that the real mastermind behind the scenes is Varys, and Littlefinger is just being used. What's more, Sansa is not me. If it were Elo, I guarantee he would die a painful death. Remember, my friend, for people like you and me, a wife is not just about love, marriage, family, and family and family The alliance between people means face and dignity. If your dignity is trampled on without responding, then don't expect to be respected again in the future. Like I mentioned before, dignity is based on blood and death It is earned by fighting for it, rather than relying on others to give it to you.”

There is no doubt that for the little devil who is born with a disability, all the efforts he puts in are just to gain the respect and approval of the people around him.

In order to keep this hard-earned respect, he even rushed into the battlefield with a weapon in his hand, fighting an enemy nearly twice as tall as himself, and almost lost his life.

Recalling his life before becoming the Prime Minister, Tyrion felt a flame burning in his chest. It took several minutes before he managed to calm down. He took a deep breath and asked, "Why? Why do you want to Get rid of Baelish by my hand?"

As a person who likes to read and think, he is not as impulsive as most nobles. After turning his mind for a while, he quickly discovered that from just now, the young man in front of him has been consciously leading the topic, using language stimulation to make people feel happy. Get angry with yourself.

"Hehe, my friend, you asked too many whys today. But for the sake of the pleasant cooperation more than a month ago, I will reluctantly explain it.

First of all, I don't expect you to get rid of Littlefinger, I just hope you can teach him a little lesson.Because strictly speaking, you are not on the same level at all, and Baelish wants you to be much smarter and cunning.

Second, you are slowly being pushed out of the center of power.As an ally, I don't want to have a relationship with the stupid and short-sighted Cersei one day, so I want to help you.At least you now have a good reason to vent your pent-up anger, don't you?

Finally, and the most important thing, tell Duke Tywin for me that he must have a clear understanding of the power I possess, and then come to negotiate terms with me in person. "

As the last word fell, Zhang Cheng immediately turned around and waved his hand towards the window.

Before the little devil realized what happened, a gust of wind rushed in instantly, overturning the tables, chairs, wine bottles, and wine glasses placed in the corner, and he himself was blown back again and again.

The originally clear sky was suddenly shrouded in a huge shadow, followed by a violent collision sound from the hard rock walls, the whole room trembled, and a large amount of dust and sand fell from the roof.