Julie looked at Varys: "Lord Varys, are you wondering why your teacher and the little bird didn't tell you that we donated money and food?"
Varys was startled; had the little girl seen through his thoughts?
This feeling is not good!
He was used to seeing through others, but this time he couldn't see through them at all; instead, others saw through him.
It felt like he was walking down the street without pants!
"Lord Varys, don't be afraid. Our lord is going to kill you. You'll die the moment you walk in," Julie said softly. "Then it will spread throughout the royal court that Lord Varys appeared in Flea Nest late at night and dumped his body in the Flea Nest's junkyard. Why did he go to Flea Nest? How did he evade the Red Keep guards? Who did he see before he died? All sorts of rumors will fly around. You don't want to be the center of rumors, do you? After all, your plan hasn't succeeded yet." Julie's words were well-intentioned, but they finally made Varys's expression uneasy.
He had a very strong feeling that his life was in someone else's hands!
Only someone who controls the lives of others would have the air of authority that Julie speaks so pontificating about. This is Varys's stronghold, his absolute territory. So, Julie isn't the only one at the orphanage. Are the Mountain's minions inside?!
Varys's eyes were filled with suspicion and uncertainty!
"Sir, your teacher and the little bird listen to us because they made the right choice. Between food and money and a sword, they chose food and money," Julie said.
Varys's gaze fell on the hilt of the sword at Julie's waist.
If she were alone here, the teacher and Varys could kill her together. While the teachers aren't skilled in martial arts, they are all adept at stabbing people with knives, and Julie is surrounded by four teachers.
"Miss Julie, what if they choose the sword?"
"You're dead, the teachers are dead, and many children in the orphanage will die," Julie said calmly, as if she were chatting about the weather.
The nickname "Little Witch" given to Angelina Jolie by the public was not given randomly.
"You'll kill the children?"
"They're not children, they're your little birds, doing all sorts of shady things." Julie's tone turned cold. "Lord Varys, are you suggesting that your teachers choose bloodshed over money and food to feed the children? I find it strange that you would have such a cruel idea. Many of the children in the orphanage are innocent!"
Varys felt suffocated.
It's a pity that this little witch wasn't trained into a little bird by him; she has such sharp teeth and a sharp tongue.
"I'm so glad the teachers chose money and provisions!" Varys laughed, cupping his hands together like a pseudo-master.
"Our Lord Mountain is very pleased, and our Lady Jenny is even more pleased, as she adores children."
The math teacher said, "Lord Varys, Lady Jenny has also sent a lot of clothes, fabrics, and milk."
"Milk?" Varys's eyes widened. "There are more and more rumors about people dying from milk. Drinking milk this time of year is like drinking poison. Miss Julie, Miss Jenny, and Lord Mountain, are you planning to poison these children?"
"Milk is poison in other people's hands, but in our lady's hands, it's health food. Tomorrow morning, even more milk will be delivered to the orphanage, and our lady will bring dozens of hired maids to make milk cakes, cheese, milk noodles, milk ice cream, and milk bread for the children. Lord Varys, are you going to stop it, or welcome it?"
"Of course you're welcome!" Varys realized he was wiping the cold sweat from his brow.
"Many rooms in the orphanage leak during heavy rains. The roof on the third floor should have been inspected long ago, and no one has dared to live on the second floor because of the leaks. Tomorrow, the craftsmen we've hired will re-tile the roof of the orphanage, replace the second-floor floors with new wooden planks, and repaint the walls. Lord Varys, Lord Mountain hopes the children can eat better, dress better, and live better. Are you willing to support us with goodwill, or are you harboring malicious suspicions that we are plotting something?"
Varys was speechless. He realized he was looking at four teachers, who also looked slightly embarrassed.
"To be honest, our reputation as adults is very strong. The fact that you came to donate and help the children in the orphanage was achieved by forcing the orphanage administrators and your teachers to agree with you at swordpoint, and by threatening your life. In this world, it's not easy for a person to sincerely do good deeds, especially our Lord Demon Mountain. Isn't that ironic?"
Varys, though quick-witted, sharp-minded, and resourceful, was speechless for a moment.
"Lord Varys, I also know that you planned to poison Lord Mountain because Lord Mountain was wrong to want the children in the orphanage to eat well, drink well, dress well, and do good deeds?"
Damn Littlefinger, he told the Mountain about their conversation so quickly! Varys felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
"No, Miss Julie!" Varys forced a smile. Sweat beaded on his plump face.
Littlefinger is definitely not someone you can trust!
"You forgot what you said yourself so quickly? Don't worry, your life is worthless in our eyes. We just threatened your teachers on purpose. Our real purpose is to repair the orphanage and give the children a better life as much as we can."
Julie walked over to Varys, patted him on the shoulder, like a child comforting an adult: "We'll come again tomorrow, Lord Varys, goodnight!"
Varys turned and watched Julie walk to the door.
Julie stopped and turned around: "Lord Varys, would you be willing to spend a gold dragon to let me tell you a secret?"
Well, a gold dragon and a secret, that's a good deal, but isn't this a kind of humiliation?
Uh, yes, that is indeed humiliating!
Varys was the one who sold the intelligence, traversing both sides of the Narrow Sea without ever encountering a worthy opponent. His ability to sell intelligence was so formidable that it caught the attention of the Mad King Aerys Targaryen, who then offered him a hefty sum to come to the Red Keep and become the country's Minister of Intelligence. From then on, he lived a life of luxury, wealth, and unparalleled status, legitimately carrying out his intelligence work without any need for secrecy.
"A golden dragon? I'd be delighted, Miss Julie," Varys quickly composed himself and smiled.
"Okay!" Julie held out her hand.
Varys staggered up to Julie and placed a golden dragon in Julie's palm.
Julie glanced at the golden dragon and said calmly, "How about this, Lord Varys, three golden dragons, and I'll give you three names."
"Best! Best!" Varys took out two more golden dragons and gently placed them in Julie's palm.
Julie made Varys bend down, and she whispered the names of three people in his ear.
The four teachers were shocked when they first saw Varys's expression change drastically, as if they had been struck by a heavy blow or stabbed in the stomach.