The Mountain of Ice and Fire

Gregor looked at Ado Shallot, his eyes full of gratitude and appreciation.

But in Ado's eyes, all of this was humiliation.

Humiliation?

Yes, this was actually the highest level of humiliation.

Since he had transmigrated to this rather tragic world and become a noble, if he was going to play, he would play at a higher level, and humiliation was no exception.

Two hundred gold dragons as a gift was already a lot; this was an engagement, not a wedding.

Compared to beautiful jade jewelry, Gregor preferred gold dragons. Jewelry still needed to be converted into cash, while gold dragons were directly currency, much more convenient to use.

Ado Shallot was truly generous this time: pearls, rubies, emeralds, gold dragons, silk, and rouge were all present.

Of course, Gregor was very grateful for Duke Tywin's assist!

He deserved it.

Although it was Tywin who thought of using wooden utensils as a substitute for ironware, a high-level political strategy, from his chopsticks, without Gregor's chopsticks, Tywin would not have been inspired.

Gregor's original intention was just for the nobles to use it for fun, a private indulgence. Who knew that after just one night, Duke Tywin and a well-educated maester with excellent math skills would shut themselves in a room and come up with a high-level policy of replacing iron with wood, which was amazing.

Gregor had to admire that old man Tywin was indeed very capable.

Gregor's gaze shifted to the face of the stout pig, Lile Crakehall. This guy lost fifty gold dragons to him, generous.

Fifty gold dragons was equivalent to five hundred thousand in Earth's civilization.

In his memory, Gregor remembered very clearly that King Robert invited Eddard Stark to leave the North and travel south, camping by the beach at the Red Fork. Robert started a gambling game and wanted Eddard Stark to join in. Eddard Stark, as the Duke of the North, could only offer a maximum of ten gold dragons to gamble with. Even if Robert asked his treasurer to count Eddard's private purse, there were only fifty gold dragons and some small copper stars.

Only in the Westerlands were these nobles truly wealthy.

The stout pig Lile Crakehall lost fifty gold dragons to Gregor, and Gregor nodded to him, expressing his gratitude.

Gregor was willing to send out many similar thanks and would not be stingy.

The highest level of humiliation was when others hated you to the core but were forced to smile and return your greeting.

The original intention this time was to deceive Ado Shallot into falling for it, to seize the gold-rich Golden Tooth of House Shallot. He was very happy that Ado fully assisted, simply opened a gambling game, and allowed the nobles of the Westerlands to openly participate, allowing Gregor to make a fortune.

Without needing to calculate, Gregor had already figured out that this gold dragon gambling game made a net profit of three hundred and twenty-one gold dragons. Dozens of nobles and young knights were involved. Three hundred and twenty-one gold dragons, converted to Earth's value system, would be three million two hundred and ten thousand RMB. Of course, this amount of money still couldn't compare to the real tycoons in Earth's civilization, after all, the rich in advanced civilizations were truly more numerous and more extravagant.

Gregor was very satisfied with Ado's gift money, but Duke Tywin seemed dissatisfied with Ado's gift money.

"Gregor, have you recorded Ser Ado's gifts?"

"I have, my lord."

"If he's missing even one item, Gregor, you go to Lady Tygett in the Silver Hall."

Duke Tywin was solemn and serious. He was not joking, and Tywin never joked.

"Yes, my lord."

Ser Ado's face immediately turned red.

This was naked humiliation.

"Ser Lile, I know you are not the heir to your family and have no right to make any statements about your family's gifts. You are not the eldest son, and the land and wealth of your family will not belong to you, so how could you discuss the matter of gifts with Ser Ado?" Duke Tywin's calm tone was already an indication of his anger.

Lile's father, Count Crakehall, knew things were bad; his son's lie had been exposed by Tywin. But he understood Tywin's nature and had to shut his mouth, not daring to interrupt or express any opinion.

Lile stammered, unable to speak.

"Lile, do you admit that you lied?"

"Yes, my lord." Lile knelt on one knee, uneasy.

Ado Shallot mentally killed Lile seventeen or eighteen times. Since things had come to this, he had to kneel on one knee and take the initiative to admit to Duke Tywin that he had lied.

Duke Tywin said, "Today is my daughter's engagement, and I have announced the reform and implementation of three major government affairs, so I am in a good mood, so I will not punish you two for the time being, but I will remember this debt, and if you commit it again in the future, you will be severely punished together."

He stood up, his gaze overlooking the entire audience: "I'm going to the Maester's Tower to see my daughter. If she is well enough, gentlemen, the engagement of my youngest daughter will be held here this afternoon. If you haven't brought gifts, you can write gift slips first. Ser Gregor, do you have any suggestions?"

Gregor admired Tywin's straightforwardness in asking for gifts. This behavior, which would be condemned as shameless in Earth's civilization, was a matter of course for Duke Tywin. Gregor decided to learn from it and surpass him.

"Duke, I can't wait to be engaged to Miss Jeyne!" Gregor said solemnly.

"Hmm, when do you plan to get married after the engagement?"

Gregor always believed that Duke Tywin's cunning was like his political ability, all innate. Uh, poor Jeyne, who didn't know how many times she would cry in the toilet.

"Uh, in about a month. When the Westerland generals' military whistle training method is over, Miss Jeyne and I will get married."

"Alright, since the time isn't long, Jeyne doesn't need to go back to Casterly Rock. She will live in Kayce until she marries you. After the marriage, I will completely hand her over to you and let you take her back to Clegane's Keep."

"Yes, thank you, Duke." Gregor said solemnly: "Duke, you said you would reward me with a piece of land."

"Right." Tywin waved his hand, indicating to his vassals that the political meeting was over, then walked down the steps and said to Gregor as he walked: "Your new territory, starting from the existing border of Clegane's land, south to the edge of the Swyft family's land in Cornfield, and east to the junction of the Shallot family's Silver Hill Mountains, all belong to you. The northern and western boundaries remain unchanged. Your population will increase by twenty households. Let your stewards take the household registration books down and let those people register into the Clegane territory."

"Yes, Duke."

Gregor watched Duke Tywin stride out of the political hall, feeling extremely happy.

It turned out that the new territory was the three-way no-man's-land between the Swyft family of Cornfield, the Shallot family of Silverhall, and the Clegane family of Clegane's Keep. Don't look down on these lands; they are full of rocks, barren slopes, streams, thorns, and weeds, but the area is very wide. In this way, the gold mine mountains of the Silverhall Shallot family are just outside the border of the Clegane family.

Long borderlines, everywhere, you can dig a hole in the ground, and then make a turn to enter the gold mining area, just like a burrowing rat, making the Shallot family impossible to defend against!

The new territory seems to have no economic value, and it is not easy to plant barren slopes and wild stones, but in Gregor's eyes, they are all gold mines.

Gregor felt very happy!

As for Jeyne crying in the toilet?

Well, under the rules of this world, the Mountain has her reasonably and legally, and this is not a forced dominance. Moreover, feelings can also be cultivated.