Chapter 686 Funeral

The death of the Hand of the King in Dorne was no small matter.

However, Dorn's rebellion has been quelled, and all the criminals involved have received their due punishment. It can be regarded as allowing the deceased to rest in peace, and the family and friends of the deceased can get some comfort.

A few days later, there was a light rain.

The streets of King's Landing were washed clean by the rain, and two groups of people stood in the rain in front of the city gate of the Red Fort, and there was a huge ornate coffin in the middle.

Among them lies the body of the former Prime Minister Jon Clinton. Mrs Beth of the Bracken family, the widow of Jon Clinton, is crying under the umbrella with a big belly.

After Viserys ascended the throne as Emperor of Valyria, Arianne, who was upgraded to Empress of the Empire, also wore a solemn long dress, with a graceful and luxurious temperament, standing under an umbrella.

She also has the coat of arms of the Targaryen family pinned to her chest, because it is custom here to marry another family and be considered a member of this family.

Arianne could be called Arianne Targaryen, as well as Arianne Nameros Martell.

At this moment, the luxurious queen was quietly comforting the girl next to her.

Mrs. Beth Clinton's face was still very immature and her belly was erect. It seemed that she married the former Prime Minister Jon Clinton under the arrangement of her uncle soon after she became an adult.

In fact, it was a good engagement, and Beth didn't feel bad that Jon was twice her age, because Jon Clinton was only in his thirties and in his prime, not even capable. No old man.

Moreover, Jon has a high position as the former Prime Minister and the Governor of the Storm Land. In other words, if the uncle who is not the girl is Geoffrey Bracken, the Minister of the Sea and the Governor of the Riverlands, Jon may not be able to see her.

Jon's character is conservative and traditional. He doesn't need a beautiful wife. He only needs a woman who can match his identity and can pass on the family. Beth is just the right person.

Arianne took up her responsibilities as the queen, and was holding the girl's hand to comfort her in a low voice.

If it is someone else to persuade, it may not have any good effect, and the dialogue between women is undoubtedly able to open their hearts quickly.

On the other side, Viserys was also dressed solemnly, and the metal coat of arms on his left chest shone slightly under the rain.

He was standing beside Jon Clinton's coffin without an umbrella, and beside him were Oberyn, Varys, and others.

His Majesty the Emperor did not hold an umbrella and got caught in the rain. Except for His Majesty the Queen and the Prime Minister's wife and other female relatives, the others naturally did not dare to hold an umbrella, and all bowed their heads to express their condolences, whether they were sincere or false.

Before Jon Clinton's coffin, the archbishop of St. Baelor's Cathedral and the dean of King's Landing Seminary, with a fat body and a crystal crown on his head, put one hand on the lid of the coffin, muttering in his mouth. Knowing what he was talking about, he gasped slightly.

Then, when the Fatty Archbishop's eulogy was completed, Jon Clinton's coffin was lifted up by several Unsullied soldiers and placed on the carriage.

"ready to go!"

"ready to go!"

With a few shouts, the convoy escorting Jon Clinton's coffin officially drove out of the Red Fort.

However, Viserys and other princes and ministers did not choose to walk, and each took a horse and a sedan chair to keep up with the team.

"Didn't think Jon would die in Dorne."

Among the princes and ministers of the empire, those who were familiar with bow horses chose to ride horses, while the Minister of Finance, Illyrio, and others who were overweight or too weak to get out of the rain hurriedly got into the sedan chair.

At this moment Oberyn, still wearing a sand-yellow shirt, rode his black warhorse, urged the horse to follow Viserys, and spoke.

It had been a few days since Viserys had returned from Dorne, but Viserys had been busy these days, shutting himself up in the cellars of the Red Keep, and no one knew what he was doing, and neither did Oberyn. Didn't speak to Viserys.

"Um."

"I didn't think so either."

Viserys, Oberyn, Jon Clinton and others are old friends. They all worked hard together in Essos, and they were all tied to the Targaryen family chariot. Viserys was a war fighter. The driver of the chariot, and these important ministers are the wheels of the chariot, one prosperous, one loss and one loss.

Therefore, although many people slandered Viserys with Viserys after the unification of the Seven Kingdoms, trying to leverage the status of the founding generals such as Oberon, Jon, and Bessie, but it did not work.

Viserys is not the kind of person who is good at flying and hiding, and the people who follow him in the beginning, even those who are not liked by little Rums Bolton, have also been applauded. Some awards.

Braving the raindrops in the sky, Viserys and Oberyn, like two old friends, walked without saying a word, and others only left deep envy for such a relationship between ruler and minister.

"When my brother comes to King's Landing, I will tell him what to do."

At this moment, Oberon looked at a little boy who was wiping his nose in the curious crowd on the street, then turned his head and spoke to Viserys.

Before this incident, Oberyn had sent a letter to his brother, but it was clear that Prince Doran did not take his advice.

Then he suffered a big loss. The three families of Dorne who were loyal to Martell perished. The Martell family, known as the 'indomitable', was severely beaten in the face, and Prince Doran himself even came to King's Landing to plead guilty.

Oberyn had learned that his brother was about to travel north to King's Landing.

"Um."

And Viserys was also drenched in light rain, and the raindrops slid down his cheeks, and he held the reins in his hands, then nodded, and said nothing.

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty the Emperor!"

The people watching the lively around cheered regardless of the occasion, and those who didn't know thought it was a good thing, and then they were driven away by the soldiers of the Unsullied Legion and the city guards.

Jon Clinton's casket left the Red Keep and followed the road to the King's Landing Military Academy on Renice Hills, where his body will be buried.

Because the decision to split the school city into several colleges was supported by Jon Clinton, and he put forward many constructive opinions, which is one of his brilliant achievements during his tenure.

Therefore, Jon Clinton's burial at King's Landing Military Academy can be regarded as a memorial.

On the streets washed clean by the rain, the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of wheels, the cheers of the surrounding people, and the sounds of driving away interlaced, and then slowly drowned in the vast rain.