Larys had never imagined that scene.
He taps his cane, and the Seven Kingdoms tremble?
That would at least be the Hand of the King, right?
Larys, who had been regretting his rashness, instantly felt that this trip was not rash at all.
Although Aegon didn't give him real power now, he at least promised him something.
As long as Aegon ascends the throne, he might not be able to become the Hand of the King!
Larys followed Aegon outside the Great Sept, where a crowd had already gathered around Sunfyre.
At this moment, Sunfyre was standing tall, enjoying the adoring gazes around him.
After all, he was still a very young male dragon, fond of displaying his majesty and strength.
"Look, it's Prince Aegon, Prince Aegon is out!"
Someone shouted, and everyone looked over in unison.
"Your Highness, I heard you used the wealth the King bestowed upon you to build seven orphanages?"
An old man, trembling, stepped forward two paces, accompanied by a group of orphans and elderly people, who appeared to be from Flea Bottom.
There were already orphanages and old age homes in King's Landing, but those in Flea Bottom had environments that were imaginable.
Aegon and the leading old man exchanged a subtle glance, then quickly looked away.
"To be precise, it's seven orphanages plus one old age home."
Aegon emphasized, then continued:
"His Majesty has never forgotten those poor orphans and elders who have no one to rely on, but His Majesty is too busy, he handles a myriad of affairs every day!
And Princess Rhaenyra is living in seclusion on Dragonstone due to certain rumors.
As the eldest son of the family, the son of the father, I think it is necessary for me to bear this responsibility! I will be responsible for His Majesty's subjects!
Please believe me, I will definitely change Flea Bottom! You will not have to call yourselves fleas or paupers!
You are bathed in the glory of the seven gods, and even if you are temporarily stuck in the mud, I firmly believe that you have pure souls!
Please give me some time, no matter who you are, as long as your soul is pure, I will make sure you have food to eat, warm clothes to wear, and stone houses to live in!"
Aegon's height was only one meter six now, but his determined expression and powerful speech still won the applause of this group of orphans and elderly people.
Even the commoners, merchants, and even nobles on the side couldn't help but applaud.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Aegon was more suitable to be the heir to the throne than his unreliable sister who liked to mess around.
Whether they were paupers or commoners, they all hoped to be well-fed, warmly clothed, and live in stone houses, and merchants and nobles also hoped for a prosperous and wealthy country!
Therefore, even if Aegon only depicted the tip of the iceberg of the beautiful blueprint he planned for the future, it could still arouse everyone's longing.
"Prince Aegon!"
"Prince Aegon!"
"Prince Aegon!"
Starting with the first old man, everyone began to shout "Prince Aegon".
As a result, many people who came later, who didn't understand but liked to join in the fun, also started shouting.
"Hiss!"
Sunfyre also stood up on his hind legs and roared!
For a time, in front of the Dragonpit Great Sept, the shouts of "Prince Aegon" accompanied by the dragon's roar seemed to shatter the clouds above the sky!
Aegon's eyes flickered, and he did not stop the crowd, but waited for a while before raising his hand to quiet the shouts.
"His Majesty handles a myriad of affairs every day, and I also need to learn from His Majesty and not be lazy, so I will leave first, please believe me, I will definitely and certainly be able to bear this responsibility!"
After speaking, Aegon, surrounded by guards and the crowd, mounted Sunfyre and left the square in front of the Great Sept.
At the same time.
Inside the Red Keep, Viserys had just poured himself a glass of wine when he felt uncomfortable in his nose and let out a loud sneeze.
Rubbing his nose, Viserys drank the golden wine in the cup in one gulp and continued to happily assemble the Valyria Freehold model.
"Your Majesty?"
Viserys had not closed the door, and Grand Scholar Meiluosi stood at the doorway asking for permission.
"Come in, is there something?"
While speaking, Viserys carefully placed the tower model.
"A letter from Dragonstone." Meiluosi handed over a letter.
Viserys seemed to have thought of something, his face looked a little bad, but he still took the letter and started reading.
The more he read, the more his face darkened. After reading, Viserys directly kicked the table.
"Beast!"
He had done so much for Rhaenyra!
First, he defied the pressure and violated the default primogeniture of the Great Council of 101 AC, depriving Aegon of his inheritance.
Then he helped her suppress rumors and send back Lyonel Strong!
But what was the result, what did he get?
Laenor is still alive!
Rhaenyra was actually with Daemon again!
If Corlys and his wife knew about this, wouldn't she be afraid of losing the support of House Velaryon?
"Your Majesty, please take care of your health. You can try to have Prince Daemon continue to fight in the Stepstones."
Meiluosi first reminded Viserys to take care of his health, and then offered his suggestion.
Since 115 AC, after Daemon abandoned the Stepstones, this archipelago has fallen into a multi-party free-for-all.
Two people have already claimed kingship, declaring themselves the new "King of the Narrow Sea and the Stepstones".
But their rule did not last long.
Whoever dared to claim kingship would be jointly besieged by pirates, Dorne, and the Triarchy.
Among the many forces, there might even be the Free Cities such as Braavos, Pentos, and Volantis.
However, from beginning to end, House Velaryon was the most deeply harmed.
Especially after Daemon's departure, House Velaryon was defeated repeatedly, and in the end only managed to keep a few small islands, barely maintaining normal trade.
"Issue my decree, order Daemon to go to Driftmark to help House Velaryon fight against the pirates of the Stepstones, and he is not allowed to retreat without my decree!"
"Understood." Meiluosi nodded and turned to leave.
Viserys slumped onto his chair, his face full of disappointment.
He had thought that Rhaenyra's ascension to the throne would face great external resistance, but he never expected that Rhaenyra would also create resistance for herself!
Viserys knew his own body, and he would definitely not live as long as Jaehaerys I.
If he were gone one day in the future, he was not sure if Rhaenyra could defeat Aegon.
In fact, he felt that Rhaenyra's chances of winning were infinitely close to zero!
As for Aegon saying before that he would not contend for the throne, he believed it.
But he believed even more that Otto and Alicent would pressure Aegon to seize the throne!
Taking a sip of golden wine, Viserys suddenly thought of something and quickly sat up straight.
Perhaps there was a way to stop the increasingly intensified contradictions, and even avoid a possible civil war in the future!
However, he had to find an opportunity to discuss it with Alicent, and also with Corlys.
Alicent had once proposed that Rhaenyra marry Aegon.
He had refused Alicent at the time, claiming, "You just want my throne."
Viserys felt great regret in his heart.
If he had known that things would develop to this point, he would not have refused Alicent at that time.
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