Chapter 1083 The Road of Blood

"Pooh--"

However, at this moment, Aemon passed by in front of the crowd on a war horse, and an old man who was dissatisfied with this war or the second prince Aemon suddenly spat at Aemon's feet.

All this happened so suddenly that the silver-haired young man on the horse didn't expect it.

"This"

Fortunately, there were many soldiers in the northern border maintaining order on both sides of the road, which isolated the onlookers far away, so the phlegm did not spit on Aemon.

However, the former members of the Young Knights that Aemon brought with them were furious when they saw this scene, and they all drew their swords and were about to kill him.

"Old man, you are courting death!"

However, these people were immediately stopped by Aemon.

"stop!"

Aemon stopped the guards who were impulsively trying to kill in the street, and then his eyes looked around in a circle.

But only for a short while at the old man who was spitting at him.

Although the old man with a cane in his hand was rescued, his gaze towards Aemon was still full of naked hatred, and there was no sign of gratitude at all.

But Aemon didn't care about it. Although he felt guilty because of this war, he also knew that he couldn't get everyone's understanding.

This old man with hatred in his eyes may have died in this war, or maybe it was the war last night.

Therefore, it is natural for the other party to hate himself very much, and no matter what Aemon does, he will not get the other party's forgiveness.

Aemon's gaze only stayed on the other side for a short time, and then swept to more people.

He saw many people looking at him.

There is curiosity, awe, encouragement, hatred, fear, or schadenfreude, ready to see what kind of punishment this unfortunate prince will receive next.

"This war has its origins in the rivalry of brothers."

"This is the saddest thing for a family, a country."

"When the war starts, no one is going to be the winner, and I didn't understand that until now."

However, at this moment, Emon, who was sitting on horseback, pulled the reins in his hands, looked around and said in a low voice.

He suddenly restrained the horse to speak on an ordinary street in King's Landing, which immediately attracted the attention of all the people in King's Landing.

After all, no matter what, the blood of the real dragon of His Majesty the Emperor Viserys flows through the opponent's body.

They were still waiting to see the joke, to see how the high-ranking Second Prince would deal with this matter, and at the same time, they also looked at the old man who spit and provoked the royal family with pity.

Today is not the period when the Seven Kingdoms ruled a few decades ago. At that time, it was common for the kings of the Seven Kingdoms to be scolded when they were visiting. Even if the king was angry and ordered to arrest the perpetrators, it was often in vain.

And now the Targaryen family has established a huge empire and established the supreme authority of the royal family. The royal family has broken away from the category of the so-called 'great aristocracy', but has been 'deified' to be comparable to or even beyond the status of the gods.

One can insult a foolish king, but one cannot insult the gods.

Therefore, after the establishment of the empire, especially the eagle dogs of the Ministry of Internal Affairs monitoring the Quartet, the crime of blasphemy against the royal family is definitely a felony. blatant behavior.

And this old man who spitting provocatively at the second prince even though he didn't say a word was directly pushed to the ground by the surrounding soldiers in the north. Blood, hair disheveled and embarrassed.

"Your Highness."

The soldiers from the north all raised their heads and looked at the second prince, Aemon. Although it was difficult to distinguish between the enemy and me, the other party was His Royal Highness after all.

They were all waiting for Aemon's orders to deal with this old man who provokes the authority of the royal family.

However, Aemon looked at the old man whose head was bleeding on the ground, and the other party's eyes were still filled with hatred. He seemed to hate the silver-blond haired young man in front of him, even if the other party was a noble imperial prince.

"The sin is not with the people, but with me."

"I should be responsible for this war."

Then Aemon rolled over and got off the horse and came to the front of the old man, ordered the soldiers on the left and right to let go of each other, and then put his hands in front of the other side.

There was still hatred in the old man's eyes, but he hesitated after hearing Aemon's words, and finally stretched out his hand and let the other party help him up from the ground.

Blaspheming the imperial family should be imprisoned, beheaded or even hanged, but Aemon let him go, but he led by example.

He took off the clothes on his upper body, revealing a not strong but healthy body.

"call--"

Immediately, Aemon cut open the skin of his arm with a dagger around his waist, and the intense pain caused his brows to frown, and his breathing was a little short.

But Aemon still resisted the pain without moving, letting the blood flow down his arm, falling to the ground ticking, and then raised his arm to show everyone that his actions were not fake.

"Your Highness?"

And what the second prince Aemon Targaryen did on the streets of King's Landing shocked everyone, even the guards beside him and the soldiers in the north were stunned.

Not only did he take the initiative to admit his mistakes, but he took all the responsibility for this war on himself. He didn't put the blame on his brother Helos at all, and he didn't even mention the other party's name.

And Aemon pardoned the people who blasphemed the imperial family of the empire, punished instead of the other party, and cut his arm like a haircut.

The actions of the second prince Aemon subverted the public's impression of the Targaryen royal family, especially his elder brother, the eldest prince Helos, and won the respect and expectations of all present.

If His Highness Aemon could become Emperor of the Empire

Maybe become a different emperor.

wow——

Immediately, there was thunderous applause from the scene, and Aemon let the blood drip to the ground under such applause.

He gave up the horse and walked step by step in the direction of the Red Fort.

"His Royal Highness Aemon!"

"His Royal Highness Aemon!"

His blood fell on the ground, embellishing his path to the Red Fort, and at the same time, it also guided the crowd of people who were crowded around and embarked on the road to the Red Fort together.

Aemon cut his arm instead of being punished, and blood dripped down, but no one noticed the abnormality at first, but when Aemon walked towards the Red Fort on foot, someone noticed the abnormality, and immediately exclaimed.

"Look at the blood on the ground!"

It turned out that the blood flowing from Aemon was bright red at first, but when it hit the ground, it became dazzling golden after it touched the slate.

I'm sorry, I went on a honeymoon trip after marriage, and then something unexpected happened, and I came back a little bit late...