Chapter 36 Where are the remaining golden dragons?
Chapter 36 Where are the remaining golden dragons?
Old Cyril's words made Arthur feel a little uncomfortable.
Was Cyril who stole the golden dragon wrong? He was indeed wrong.
Cyril, who hoped that his son would be successful, was right, he just hoped that his son would become successful.
However, since the aristocracy controls most of the resources, the common people have no chance to get ahead.
Like in the previous history of the Great Xia, there were almost no ways to improve one's class by studying, then excelling in one's studies and then becoming an official; joining the army, and then achieving outstanding military exploits and becoming a marquis; or even self-castration and entering the palace to serve the emperor's ladies to improve one's class.
Even the two well-known low-level people in King's Landing, Earl Varys the Eight-clawed Spider and Petyr Baelish the Finance Minister Littlefinger, are not real commoners.
Varys has dragon blood and is probably a descendant of the Blackfire family, the bastard branch of the Targaryen family.
And Littlefinger Baelish is a noble with a clear genealogy and a clear territory, although he was a bit shabby when he was a child.
Moreover, Littlefinger has always represented the interests of the emerging industrial and commercial class on the east coast of Westeros, and there are many small nobles in the valley who have financial resources but no status to support him.
Of course, this kind of small noble should be called new lord, to distinguish it from the old noble who only occupy territory (similar to the concepts of new money and old money).
The mercenary Bronn and the onion knight Davos all fought with their lives, and the entire continent can count these examples in one slap.
For real Westeros civilians, other than putting on black clothes and working as a night watchman, and running to the Citadel to carry out the toilet for senior maesters, there are almost no ways to advance.
They are born as commoners and remain commoners all their lives. They have no surname, no clan emblem, no clan language, and no knights to fight for them.
There is no opportunity to receive education, no opportunity to receive medical treatment from a bachelor, and no opportunity to pursue equality.
The degree of class solidification is comparable to that of a slave society.
Cyril didn't say anything for a long time. Arthur walked over with a torch and took a look. The old man tilted his head and stared. He was already dead.
"Alas! I will give birth to a good child in my next life." Arthur could only wish him this way.
After closing the old man's eyes, he also sat on the chair and squinted for a while.
…
"They're back." Arthur, who was sleeping, was shaken awake by Yule.
The Lord Lord picked up the sledgehammer and was ready to strike.
Momentary sentimentality will not limit his performance.
It was almost dawn, and the outside was gradually getting brighter, but the room was still dark, enough to obscure the view.
Each of the eight people hid by the wall, waiting for the gamblers to come in.
Arthur made an agreement with Javier to let this professional officer give the order to attack.
After all, Arthur only has amazing combat power, and has not experienced actual combat in terms of command.
According to Yule's intelligence, there are about nine of these spinach laymen, six armored veterans, Gajavir, and the hammer god Arthur, which is enough to deal with them.
Arthur also had to make his movements gentle, so as not to kill anyone with a few blows.
"Tamade, I'm really unlucky today."
"John, you cost us a lot of money again, you don't mind, do you?"
"How could it be? Making my brothers happy is the greatest meaning of my golden dragon."
"Is your old man okay?"
"If he dies, he dies. Who cares about maggots in the basement."
Just listening to the sporadic conversations coming from outside has already raised Arthur's blood pressure.
That's my money, my golden dragon.
He shouted silently.
Creak~
The wooden door opened tremblingly, and two people walked in. Then seven people came in one after another, and half a day later, the last person came in.
After confirming that there was no more sound outside, Javier ordered the attack.
"Ouch, shadows can hit people."
"I don't owe the casino money, why would someone come to collect my debt?"
"Sir, this knight, please spank me gently, my asshole is still useful."
Within a few breaths, all ten defenseless people were lying on the ground.
Arthur just hammered off the leg of a spinach layman, and the battle was over.
The lord glanced back and forth and finally found John.
He was closest to the door, and it looked like he was the last one to come in.
"Where is my golden dragon?" Arthur asked.
John was beaten badly and was dizzy. After squinting his eyes for a long time, he recognized that this was his lord.
"Seven Gods, how did you find this place?" John did not answer Arthur's words, but screamed in horror.
After giving another look to the soldier next to him, Arthur sat on the chair and watched the soldier give John a few hard blows.
"Don't fight, don't fight, I said, I said."
After the soldier stopped moving his feet, John took a breath and said, "There are some in my shoes and some in my arms."
"Huh?" Arthur was furious, "Where's the rest?"
He was keenly aware of the problem.
Although the golden dragon is small, hundreds of them are not small together, and not many can be packed in shoes or arms.
There are only dozens of them.
"Some of the rest have become gambling debts, some have made my brothers happy, and some were lost last night." John replied while groaning.
The soldiers quickly found all the golden dragons from John's body, about thirty or forty.
"Seven hundred coins, that's all you have left? How did you spend it?"
Because of the rich products, the per capita cost of living in the Riverlands is very low.
A commoner can fill his stomach with just a few copper coins a day.
For example, when Arthur mobilized more than 3,000 people to work, he only ate two or three gold dragons every day.
This was the amount Arthur ordered to add chicken and mutton to every meal in order to make the farmers work energetically.
There are more than 600 gold dragons that ten gamblers cannot possibly spend in nearly a month.
Even if you lose purely by gambling, you won't be able to lose so much.
Because the Beauty Market is a common people's market, you can't gamble much.
Anyone who really spends a few gold dragons will be noticed immediately by the owners of the Beauty Market, the Ward family.
The Ward family is a wealthy knight, loyal to the Tully family, but has a good relationship with the nearby Blackwood family.
When such a wealthy person appears in the market, an upstart like Ward will inevitably become friends with him.
But they are here well, which means that their spending has not attracted attention, that is, they have not spent much.
"Search them too."
The soldiers got the order and began to search him.
"Man, I really don't have any money, just what John has."
"You hit John, why are you hitting us?"
The other nine people did not reveal any useful information.
Nothing was found except some copper plates.
Arthur looked at John who was closest to the door, and suddenly remembered that he was walking last.
I guess it's a bit fishy.
He asked Jules to take a gambler into the yard and then started beating him.
The screams continued, which really made those who heard it sad and those who heard it shed tears.
When the gambler in the courtyard couldn't even groan loudly after beating him, Arthur carried the man to the wilderness outside the courtyard.
Yu Le also came out.
Far enough away that no one in the room could hear what was said.
"Where's the rest of the money?"
The gambler's face showed a hint of surprise after being beaten into a pig's head, and then he immediately pretended to be confused: "Master, I don't know what you are talking about."
"I don't need you to tell me." Arthur felt confident, "Watch him, I'll be right back."
It is definitely John who hid the golden dragon. How many people know the location is hard to say, but others must know that John hid the golden dragon.
That's enough.
PS: A Game of Thrones joke every day:
After the High Sparrow took over King's Landing, little Rose Margaery Tyrell expressed her loyalty to the High Sparrow and said:
"Since ancient times, all changes have been caused by bloodshed. Today, the king has not heard of anyone who shed blood and died. This is why this change cannot be achieved. If so, please start with Cersei Baratheon."
