However, placing hope on the other party tolerating this choice was obviously not a very wise decision.
Especially when the other party was Cersei, who would start to blow up the sky at the slightest disagreement, the transmigrator did not expect this peace to be maintained.
So in this competition, what was ultimately compared was who had more patience.
Once one side lost trust and collapsed, then what awaited the other party was overturning the table and complete chaos.
The time passed quickly afterwards. Ned, who was strictly protected, also received careful treatment from the maester. Apart from persistent high fever and blood loss, extreme situations like wound infection did not occur.
So even without the Grand Maester's guarantee, Jon knew very well that Duke Ned would survive this time, but he might not be so lucky next time.
At the same time, just as the Hand of the King struggled to crawl out of the Seven Hells, the Usurper finally returned to King's Landing on a fast horse.
When Robert arrived at the Tower of the Hand, he happened to wait for the moment Ned woke up.
Looking at the brother lying in bed covered in blood, a weak expression appeared for the first time on the Usurper's fat face full of oil, obviously worried that his brother would die unnaturally.
Then, except for Jon holding the medicine bowl, everyone was driven out by the King.
"All of you get out! Except you, quickly feed this lucky bastard some milk of the poppy. I don't want to watch him die of pain in front of my eyes."
After saying this, the Usurper took off his gloves and threw them aside, then sat down heavily beside Ned's bed.
"Seven Hells, you stubborn donkey! Can't you consider me more? Just treat it as what I owe the Lannisters."
However, when making these suggestions, the Usurper never looked directly at Ned; instead, he used his fat back to block the Prime Minister's incredulous gaze.
Regarding Ned's surprise at this time, the Usurper naturally knew that he was somewhat in the wrong, and was openly favoring the Lannisters, completely owing his brother.
But to maintain his rule, he had to choose to do so.
Out of humiliation and anger, the Usurper could only turn his gaze aside to alleviate his embarrassment.
When he saw Jon standing sideways with his hands down, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, then stood up and shouted.
"What can I do? Tell me, our intelligent, brave, and lucky Baron Jon Stark."
Hearing this, the new Baron could only shake his head and take a step forward.
As early as when he was kept behind, Jon thought that similar things would happen.
As long as he appeared beside Robert, he could always find some reasons to pick on him, as if he didn't like him and wanted to disgust Duke Ned.
Of course, this might also be the entanglement of fate, which cannot be cut off by a single knife, only sinking deeper and deeper, becoming a nightmare that cannot be shaken off.
Precisely because of this awareness, regarding Robert's questioning, Jon naturally knew that he was shifting the blame to him.
For the Usurper, the desperate situation made him completely at a loss.
On one side was his brother-in-law and Cersei's maiden family, who was also his biggest creditor.
On the other side was his beloved friend and brother, and the Hand of the King he relied on to maintain his rule.
If the Usurper still had a trace of thought to maintain his rule, he must balance the relationship between the two sides.
Originally, Robert thought that as long as he appeared in front of Ned and played the emotional card, he could somehow make the other party understand concessions and maintain the overall situation.
But he also knew that after all kinds of things were superimposed, the Warden of the North was no longer prepared to make any concessions.
And this also made the Usurper roast on the fire, having to use the squire to wipe his ass.
However, when facing Robert's questioning, Jon did not follow his thoughts as usual to calm Ned's anger or be vague; instead, he answered speciously.
"What is the House words of House Lannister again? A Lannister Always Pays His Debts? Or Rich as the Four Seas?"
When talking to himself, Jon suddenly punched his own palm, as if he remembered something.
"By the way, I remember, the Lannister words should be Rich enough to rival a kingdom, and shitting gold!"
When the Baron said this seriously, it immediately made Duke Ned, who was dizzy with pain beside him, dumbfounded, and made the originally desperate Robert laugh wildly at the top of his voice.
"Hahaha! I originally thought this little guy was just interesting. I didn't expect him to have the potential to be a fool. But stop talking in riddles, I know there must be other meanings in your words..."
Seeing Robert interrupt his words, Jon naturally understood that the Usurper had obviously guessed his thoughts and allowed him to continue to express.
In response, Jon grinned very casually, and then blurted out an unbearable amount.
"Five hundred thousand Gold Dragons."
"What five hundred thousand Gold Dragons? I'm not interested in hearing you play the Riddler, speak clearly!"
Robert turned his head somewhat angrily, staring at his squire with bulging eyes, obviously having lost patience.
Seeing that the Usurper had a tendency to fly into a rage, Jon naturally knew that the time was ripe, and then explained.
"Since the Lannisters are rich as the four seas, presumably the offense to the Lord Hand should also match their noble status."
"Five hundred thousand Gold Dragons. Can't buy a loss, can't buy a scam. To them, it's more like meat on a mosquito's leg, completely not a problem. Your Grace, what do you think?"
Following Jon's suggestion, both Robert, who had stood up, and Ned, lying on the bed, stared at Jon with eyes like looking at a devil.
As if examining whether he had grown goat horns and goat hooves!
However, regarding their surprised gazes, Jon just shrugged his hands to express his attitude, without any trace of guilt, as if he had done a trivial thing.
However, if the Master of Coin, Littlefinger, was dragged over, this conspiracy-rich Minister of the Small Council would only praise Jon's advice as vicious.
You know, although the entire Usurper Dynasty had a debt of up to more than six million Gold Dragons, considering it was only established for fifteen or sixteen years, the calculated deficit was only more than three hundred thousand a year.
And the compensation proposed by Jon was enough for the Usurper to squander for a year, even worth several years of income in the North.
Once the Lannisters accepted this compensation, they would have to endure the pain of bleeding, losing face and money.
But if the Lannisters rejected such a peace treaty, it meant offending both the Usurper and the North at the same time, putting them in a passive position morally, and trampling the trait the Lannisters were most proud of into the mud completely.
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