Chapter 89 How to Evolve from a Hated Old Bachelor to a National Husband
For example, the white-bearded Barristan in disguise seems to have served four monarchs and three royal families, and now seems to be planning to find another job with the fifth master (Dany).
More exaggerated than Lu Bu, a slave of three surnames?
Actually not. Not to mention Barristan's achievements in suppressing the rebellion of the Ninecopper King, nor to mention that he once rescued the Mad King Aerys alone in the rebellion of Duskendale.
Let's talk about the War of the Usurper. He participated in the Battle of the Trident with Prince Rhaegar. Rhaegar died in the Ruby Shoal, and Barristan himself did not survive intact. By the time he recovered from his serious injuries, the Targaryen Dynasty had already collapsed.
As for why he didn't kill Robert Baratheon to avenge his former master. Do you still remember the first generation of divorced men, "Prince Dragonfly" Duncan?
Because Dany's great-uncle Duncan betrayed his marriage to the Baratheon family, the king at the time could only let Princess Leia marry Stormwind to appease the shame and anger of the Lord Baratheon, and Robert was Leia's eldest grandson.
In normal times, this side branch of blood is useless, but at a critical moment, it can provide an excuse for the subjects - self-comfort to submit to the new king with peace of mind.
"Khaleesi, can you give me a few more wives?" Avanti came over and said to Dany shyly.
In the process of taking the first step of the marriage system, the couples used as examples were all older centaurs.
Dany knew too well the habit of her people to mess around. If she chose young couples, young and beautiful female centaurs might have several or even dozens of lovers. In case of large-scale cheating, what would be the meaning of her "model couple"?
Therefore, she deliberately chose a group of older people to pair up. The female centaurs were old and ugly, so they definitely had few lovers. Centaurs had no chastity or marriage concept, and female centaurs generally would not reject male centaurs. It would be good for her to have more bed partners. With young and beautiful female centaurs to choose from, who would want to hold hands with old centaurs?
Male old centaurs were too old and had no strength to do so.
In this way, two old centaurs could live a down-to-earth life after getting married!
"You forgot so quickly?" Dany stared at the old centaurs, holding up the "Centaurs Code" and rebuked them, "There is your signature on it, and you swore to abide by the "Centaurs Code".
What does the code stipulate?
A card LS, before there is no major war and the male-to-female ratio is higher than 1:1.2, you are not allowed to marry more than one wife!"
In fact, as long as the male-to-female ratio is lower than 1:1, marrying multiple wives is beneficial to the development of the tribe, but a buffer process needs to be considered.
Maybe the ratio of unmarried men to women is 1:1.01 at this time, and after a collective remarriage, it will immediately become 1:0.9, or even higher, which will disrupt the harmony of the Ka LS.
"Hehehe, I know, I know," Avanti rubbed his hands and nodded like pounding garlic, "Khaleesi, there are not many old people in the new batch of slaves. Although I don't know how to calculate the ratio, it is obvious that there are more women than men!"
Dany's expression froze when she heard this. This old man was really right!
There are almost no old male centaurs among the newly joined centaurs, but there are more female centaurs with frosted faces.
Is it possible that female centaurs have stronger survival ability than male centaurs?
"Can you do it?" Jorah looked at the old man with a pigtail braid on the back of his head with contempt, "I see that you are very old and you don't have many years to live. Don't waste your remaining life!"
"You--" The old centaur blushed. If he was a few years younger, he would have rushed over with a knife.
"Why do you want so many wives?" Dany asked.
"Help me raise horses!"
"Aren't all your cattle herders horse herders?"
"Well, even if I'm the leader, I still have to work. If I have more wives, I can let them help me herd."
Dany asked with a dull face: "What do you do?"
"I command them to feed the horses! I'm old and I don't have many years left to live. I have to pay attention to health preservation." The old man said confidently.
Is it just like me commanding you to herd horses, sitting in a comfortable office and giving verbal commands?
Dany's mouth twitched.
Ser Jorah was stunned, "This old man, he has such a beautiful idea, he wants to be a noble lord!"
"I can allow you to marry two wives, but they must be willing. And in view of your extravagant style, you can't choose a wife from the newly joined horse people. As long as the women with white hair in our original LS are willing to marry you, you can marry two wives." Dany said.
As a result, Afan asked a circle of questions, and no one was willing to be his wife.
When he asked the reason, a female horseman in her fifties said, "I have work assigned by the tribe to do. If I marry you, not only will you not help me work, but you will ask me to help you herd horses. There is no shortage of food and drink in KaLS, why should I suffer with you?"
This made Afanti blush and almost run away.
Dani, who was standing next to him, laughed heartlessly, as if she was not worried at all about her "model couple plan".
The female horseman told the truth!
It is true that the horsemen are barbaric, and it is also true that the KaLS system is backward, but primitive society is close to public ownership. The horsemen work for the tribe, and Dani guarantees that everyone has enough food and clothing, and the old horsemen do not need to raise children to support them in their old age, nor do they need the support of their spouses.
At least for now.
"In this way, all married female horsemen can be allocated an extra cup of mare's milk every morning." After laughing, Dani casually proposed a solution, "Their husbands cannot snatch mare's milk, nor can they interfere with their work."
Before she finished speaking, many old female horsemen began to shine.
But Dany hadn't finished her words yet!
"For any marriage concluded under the witness of the dragon and me, the husband must hand over his property to his wife for safekeeping, and the wife is responsible for protecting the husband's chastity and property. If a child is born, Ka LS will help raise it and reward the mother with half a pound of horse meat every day."
"Afanti, I am willing to marry you." The female centaur who just looked down on the old man shouted excitedly.
"Afanti, marry me, although I know you are poor, I don't mind." Another old female centaur jumped up and down.
"Afanti, I want to marry you, even if I am your second wife."
"Afanti"
It seemed that in an instant, Afanti, the old bachelor, was given the halo of the national husband.
"No, I don't want it." Afanti looked at the female centaur who cheered to marry him, as if they were a group of female fairies with bared fangs and claws.
Well, the kind of fairies like the Black Mountain Old Fairy, not Xiaoqian.
"Khaleesi, I don't want to get married, I don't want a wife, not one." He pleaded with Dany in a crying voice.
"No, you said it yourself, you want two wives, not one less." Dany held back her laughter, tried to put on a straight face, and reprimanded seriously.
In the end, Afanti reluctantly chose two gray-haired female centaurs. In addition to himself, twelve old centaurs from the herdsmen and craftsmen Niulu also successfully found their partners.
But they only chose one wife.
Then Dany called out Dahei and placed him on the table. She sat on the side. A dozen happy female centaurs, holding the bitter-faced male centaurs, came forward in pairs to kowtow.
First they worshiped Khaleesi, then worshiped the Holy Mother Mountain in the northeast, and finally knelt down to Dahei.
Dahei did not accept their great gift in vain. He drew a sketch of the two on a piece of parchment with his claws, and wrote the three words "marriage certificate" in Chinese characters that Dany taught him.
Like a printer, Dahei was very fast and finished 13 marriage contracts in just over half an hour.
To celebrate this epoch-making collective marriage, Dany also had people go to the city to buy more than a dozen cattle and sheep, dozens of barrels of wine. From five in the afternoon to nine in the evening, the sailors on four ships were completely relaxed.
Well, even Euron, who was imprisoned in a cage, was given a roasted leg of lamb and a large pot of wine.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The sea in the north was sparkling, reflecting the faint and cold moonlight. In the south, you can see the top of the tall pyramid with bright lights. The centaurs and sailors on the deck were celebrating. The great slave owners of Aposta were also drunk and dreaming in the high sky palace as they had done for thousands of years.
The pyramids of Egypt were prepared for the afterlife, but the pyramids of Aposta were the residences of the richest slave owners. Their pyramids had no spires, and the empty platforms above were made into gorgeous hanging gardens.
At dusk every day, the good masters ordered people to light silk lanterns on each step, and all the pyramids were shining with colorful lights.
But the streets, squares, and arenas on the lower levels were completely dark. One could imagine that in the darkest barracks, some little boys were feeding leftovers to the puppies—the pets they had received on the day they were castrated.
Even on the merchant ships, Dany and the others could see yachts with colorful lanterns slowly cruising toward the Worm River, and could hear soft music and the laughter of men and women in the distance.
These Gith slave owners would park their yachts by small islands in the water, and young men and women with black and red hair would walk in the shallows, enjoying endless food and wine, and some adult fun, without restraint, ignoring the watching of others.
On the top deck, Dany looked at the distant lights and sighed, "The life of the slave owners in Aposta is more luxurious than those trade princes in the Free Cities."
"The towering pyramids of the good masters are built with countless slave bones, and the red wine in their glasses is like the blood of slaves." Whitebeard frowned and said, "Bricks and blood made Astapor, and bricks and blood made her people.
This is an ancient poem that a maester taught me when I was a child. Before this, I never knew that its description was so true.
Princess, maybe you don't want to listen, but I still want to dissuade you from buying those slave warriors.
Anyone who participates in the slave trade is guilty.
This is also what the maester told me. Buyers will promote the development of the market, and buying slaves has a positive role in promoting the slave trade."
"Haha, it's rare. Ordinary people are not qualified to be taught by maesters." Jorah said with a smile.
Dany smiled and said lightly, "Astan, I have made a decision."
"Alas," Whitebeard stomped his cane lightly, obviously feeling very uneasy.
"Aposta's defense is lax, why didn't the khals take it down?" she asked casually.
"Your Highness, there are two reasons." Jorah walked to the fence, looked at the frolicking centaurs on the lower deck, and said seriously: "Aposta has Unsullied. The story of 3,000 Unsullied defending Qohor is true. This is one reason.
Second, Slaver's Bay is close to the Dothraki Sea, which is very convenient for khals to come here to sell slaves. The two sides have formed a stable trade relationship.
Why did the centaurs plunder the city?
It's nothing more than for gold, silver, and slaves.
If the people of the slave city-state are turned into slaves, who can the centaurs sell the slaves to?"
"Moreover, just like the governors of Pentos, Norvos, and Myr did, those sons of the harpy will only entertain the passing horse kings and give them a lot of gifts.
And after accepting the gifts, the khal will soon continue on his way, because he has got what he wanted - far less than the price of attacking the city."
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