Casting spells

"My sister Margaery Tyrell admires you very much. I wonder if you would like to marry her?" Loras raised his right arm and pulled his young and beautiful sister out of the crowd.

There is no doubt that Margaery Tyrell, who is only 16 years old, is an uncompromising beauty.

She has soft and fluffy brown curly hair, beautiful eyes, and a curly figure. She not only has the youthful vigor of a girl, but also has an extra temptation. In addition, she has been taught by her grandmother Olenna Redwyne for a long time. Very good at winning people's hearts.

Zhang Cheng stood among the crowd, silently admiring this scheming girl, with a flash of amusement in his eyes, and then quietly came to "Littlefinger", and said in a low voice: "Dear Petit My lord, I wonder if you are satisfied with the gift I gave you?"

"Gift?" Baelish subconsciously frowned.

"Ah! It seems that you haven't got the news yet. But it doesn't matter, you will understand what I mean soon." Zhang Cheng hinted meaningfully.

Chapter 139 Retaliation

The duration of the imperial meeting is not too long, and it will end when all the benefits are divided.

In the end, Petyr Baelish was awarded the title of Harrenhal because he facilitated the alliance between the Lannister and Tyrell families, and transformed from a nominal court noble into a real noble with a large territory and castle.

Although Harrenhal is a devastated place, and he never intends to actually own or manage this territory, as long as he has the title of Earl of Harrenhal, his social status will be greatly improved, high enough to Marry Lysa Tully, and take control of the Vale bit by bit.

After all, dealing with a woman who loves her deeply and a sickly child is a breeze for a conspiracy master like "Littlefinger".

Controlling Jon Arryn's widow and heirs, the nobles of the valley will continue to obey the rule of the Eagle's Nest City no matter how they disagree.

With a happy mood, Petyr Baelish returned to his own brothel on Silk Street, planning to call the two most beautiful and skilled girls to relax his tense nerves.

But just as he crossed the threshold and before he could speak, a black figure in a cloak suddenly emerged from the corner and whispered in his ear: "It's not good! My lord! I just got the news !Lesha Tully was attacked and killed on the spot a few days ago. It is said that the assassin used a terrible red liquid, and anyone who gets a little bit of it will be burned to ashes. Right now, the whole valley is in chaos, and someone is trying to block the news , and there are those trying to keep Robert Arryn in their own hands."

"What?!!!" Baelish's expression changed instantly, and his body swayed back and forth like he was drunk.

"My lord, are you okay?" Seeing this, the man in the cloak hurried forward to help him.

Petyr pushed the opponent away hard, his eyes were bloodshot immediately, and he roared angrily: "Go away! I'm fine! Good! Very good! So this is what you call a gift! How dare you sabotage my plan !"

Obviously, whether it was "Dragon Flame" or the meaningful words before, they all proved that Zhang Cheng was the mastermind behind this assassination.

To be exact, from the very beginning, he didn't intend to hide anything from others, he just wanted to tell the other party clearly that this is the end of constantly testing his own bottom line.

But the anger turned to anger, Littlefinger did not lose his mind because of this, and quickly realized that his previous small actions might have leaked the secret, so he forced himself to calm down, and ordered through gritted teeth: "Go! Let those families who support me come forward to stabilize In any case, we cannot let Robert Arryn fall into the hands of others."

"Understood! But what about you, my lord? Don't you plan to go there yourself?" The man in the cloak asked with a puzzled expression.

He couldn't figure out why his master didn't rush to the scene of the incident immediately after such a big thing happened, but chose to stay in King's Landing uncharacteristically.

"No, you don't know, if I want to solve this matter, I have to meet someone first, otherwise similar assassinations will happen again." Baelish took a deep breath and explained.

"Okay, I understand, please be more careful." The black shadow bowed and quickly disappeared into the dark corner of the street.

About an hour later, at the Red Fort's victory celebration banquet, Zhang Cheng was chatting and laughing with the ladies while eating various fruits and barbecue.

Suddenly, Petyr Baelish hurried in from the door, forced a smile and said, "I'm very sorry, ladies, can I borrow a little of your time to talk to Sir Mason alone?"

"Ok."

"I hope you hurry up, Lord Baelish."

"Yes! We still have a lot of interesting topics to discuss."

……

A group of girls stood up and reluctantly left the southeast corner of the garden.

Watching them go away, Zhang Cheng immediately raised the corners of his mouth, and teased in a slightly ironic tone: "Hehe, it seems that you received the gift from me. How is it? Are you satisfied?"

"Yes, I received it. It's a very pleasant and pleasant gift. I think... Is there some misunderstanding between us?" Littlefinger clenched his fist tightly, and the expression on his face was always twitching slightly.

"Misunderstanding? Hahahaha! If assassination can also be called misunderstanding, then I don't mind creating similar misunderstandings a few more times. Please remember, my dear friend, don't use the trick you use against others on me, otherwise I will Guaranteed this is just the beginning..." Zhang Cheng didn't show any affection to the other party, and directly brought up the topic.

Petyr Baelish, who was used to talking with various cryptic hints, was obviously taken aback, and then pretended to be innocent: "Assassination? What assassination? God! Why should I assassinate you?"

"Hmph! Stop pretending, Baelish, that lovely girl of yours has already recruited everything. To be honest, I'm also curious, what is your purpose of doing this? To drive a wedge between me and the Lannister family ? Or are you interested in the magical power I possess?" After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng picked a grape and put it in his mouth.

"Yana betrayed me?! No! No! She won't betray me!" Littlefinger's eyes showed a horrified light at first, but he quickly denied this guess.

Zhang Cheng spat out the grape skin in his mouth, crossed his hands on his chest, and responded with a smile: "Of course she didn't betray you, but in front of me, all the rhetoric and deceit are meaningless. I just used a little Means, let her tell the truth. Oh, right, this poor girl is being repeatedly raped by a group of hungry mercenaries, even if she is not dead, she will collapse. Do you want me to get her out and return it to you? "

After hearing these words, Baelish shuddered involuntarily, because he felt a kind of ruthlessness and indifference from the heart from Zhang Cheng's attitude.

As a conspirator who is good at manipulating people's hearts, what he fears most is meeting such an opponent.

Because indifference and ruthlessness mean that you are not easily restrained by all kinds of emotions, and you will not be frightened by threats.

What's even more frightening is that this kind of people often don't think about the consequences when they do things. Once they are provoked, the danger is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

For a moment, Littlefinger fell into silence, and began to reflect on whether his previous behavior was too reckless, so that now it ended a little bit badly.

As for Zhang Cheng, he was sitting on a chair, eating grapes with a blank expression, waiting patiently for the other party to speak.

Anyway, Lysa Tully was dead, and the anxious Baelish had to make concessions, otherwise he wouldn't dare to leave King's Landing City to deal with the mess at the bottom of the valley.

1 Chapter Forty

For a full 5 minutes, the two sides just looked into each other's eyes like this, and no one wanted to speak.

It wasn't until Varys the "Octospider" noticed the strange atmosphere between the two, he took the initiative to come over with a smile and joked: "Master Mason, Lord Petyr, are you communicating with each other with your eyes?"

"No, my dear friend, I just don't want to say anything yet." Littlefinger spread his hands pretending to be relaxed.

"Oh? What kind of esoteric question can make someone as smart and wise as you think about it for a long time?" Varys asked in a very interested tone.

"I'm sorry, this is a matter between the two of us. It's not convenient to disclose it to outsiders. Please go back and let us handle it ourselves." Baelish issued the order to evict the guest without thinking.

After all, this is related to many of his secrets. Once the "octospider" finds out, the consequences will be unimaginable, almost equivalent to stripping himself naked and sending him under the eyes of his opponent.

Varys sighed regretfully: "Oh, well, it seems that I am a little self-indulgent. Please chat slowly, if you need help, please call me at any time, I am right there in the corner."

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Zhang Cheng suddenly said, "Please stop and sit down, I think you can join our conversation."

"What?!" Littlefinger's face changed slightly.

"Relax, Lord Baelish, I just think that the three of us are always testing, guarding against, and fighting each other like this. It is far more beneficial than working together. What do you think?" Zhang Cheng lifted the bottle and poured it for the other two. Had a glass of wine.

"Cooperation?" Varys raised an eyebrow in surprise.

He couldn't believe it even in his dreams, this sentence came from Zhang Cheng's mouth.

After all, ever since he had that undead who was following closely behind him, even his life was in the hands of the other party, so he was not qualified to talk about cooperation.

"Yes! Cooperation!" Zhang Cheng smiled and nodded. "First of all, let's be honest about our purpose, or ambition. I want to get the Tyrell family of Highgarden, and I want to study and decipher the magical knowledge left by the children of the forest. And Lord Baelish wants to get The Valley and the North. As for you, Varys, you want Daenerys Targaryen to return to Westeros as ruler of the Seven Kingdoms. On the face of it, there is nothing between us. There are no irreconcilable conflicts and contradictions, at least at this stage."