Varys's question was straightforward, and Oberon, who was also standing in the rain on the other side, also turned his head and looked at Viserys.

He didn't mind putting on the medal of the King's Hand again, but judging from the current rejection of the Dorn by the King's Court, it might cause a lot of controversy.

After all, Jon Clinton was sacrificed when the Dorn rebellion was put down, and then he appointed a former prime minister to be a Dorn?

No matter how it looks, there are some unreasonable things, the Dorn people seem to have invented a counter-attack but they have not been punished.

And this is not in line with Oberon's plan for himself, Oberon has a keen sense of smell, he perceives danger, and knows when to retreat in rapids.

Long before he received more and more criticism, he had already clarified the criteria for keeping a low profile in recent years.

Otherwise, the tree will attract the wind, and sooner or later, it will attract people's envy, and the re-appointment of the former prime minister must be of the very ostentatious category.

"It's not suitable to discuss this matter now."

"Let's talk about it later."

However, Veselis looked calm, and the cold rain was flowing down his hair. He took a deep breath, then waved his hand and said.

On the other side, Jon Clinton's coffin was officially put into the pit after spending a lot of effort.

Now several soldiers are holding shovel and beginning to bury, and a huge stone monument on the other side has also been hoisted up, ready to stand on the tomb.

"Please forgive me."

When Varys saw Visiris's attitude, he suddenly realized that His Majesty was a little unhappy, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

"His Majesty."

The gray rain curtain did not stop, and the rain was constantly flowing over his shiny head, and then he bowed slightly, retired and left.

Jon Clinton's funeral and memorial service were carried out together. Although there were some inconsistencies in the etiquette, after all, the former prime minister was an important position in the imperial system.

Such a person died, and the bells of the St. Belle Cathedral would ring for at least a few days, and the monks would have to light candles and pray day and night until the seven gods absorbed their souls into the kingdom of heaven.

Even put on a grand banquet, rich wine and dishes, people toast together at the banquet to express their remembrance for the deceased.

However, these complicated and cumbersome procedures have all been simplified.

Veserys only asked craftsmen to carve a tombstone. The epitaph on it was the ups and downs of Jon Clinton's life. He then searched for a beautiful geomantic treasure in the Military Academy, and then buried it directly.

During this period, there were no rituals, it was simply not like the funeral of an imperial prime minister, it was like an ordinary little noble family.

Because these are all requested by Jon Clinton himself.

He didn't want him to become a prop for others to use after his death, and he didn't want other people to scramble at his memorial meeting with wine glasses. It's better to be simple than it is so complicated and extravagant.

"About the candidate for the next imperial prime minister."

"Jon, what do you suggest?"

At the end of the royal prime minister's funeral, Viselis also returned to the Red Fort Meige Tower.

He was sitting in his study at the moment, and there was no one outside the door. As an attendant Robb was caught in the rain and looked a little cold, so he was driven away to rest, and then Veselis asked.

The fact that he can control the soul, he doesn't want to spread it to the outside world, otherwise it may cause some unnecessary troubles, after all, no one in this world wants to die.

Viserys's consultation with Jon Clinton is actually an unspoken rule from the Targaryen dynasty.

If the previous imperial prime minister can step down safely, he can recommend a candidate whom he recognizes to the king before he leaves.

Of course, this is only an election, and the final decision is still in the hands of the king.

When Jon Clinton heard Viserys' words, he pondered for a moment.

In fact, his occupational disease was committed. After Jon Clinton became a soul, he couldn't stand still. He had actually thought about this issue in the past few days.

However, in the end, there were only a few suitable candidates.

"Mis Toyn is okay, Your Majesty."

"He is a fair and determined fighter, but his identity has become an obstacle to him."

As Jon Clinton, who has always abiding by honor, gave his friends a high evaluation, and Mith Toyn is also the best choice.

"Valley Governor Petyr Berishi is also very capable."

"It's just that his scheming is too deep, and he is unscrupulous in order to get things done."

Jon Clinton recognized the abilities of Littlefinger, Petit Berishi is definitely a rare talent, whether it is in conspiracy or collaborating, governing one side of the land is what he is least good at.

But Jon Clinton was quite disgusted with Petir Belishi.

As the imperial prime minister, he naturally knows the governors of various places, and sometimes the intelligence gathered by the Minister of Intelligence and the Ministry of Internal Affairs will come to him.

Littlefinger's ability to reach this point is naturally indispensable for his current wife Lysa's use ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ He is unscrupulous in order to get things done, and everyone can become his pawn.

"Ed Stark is also a good candidate, but unfortunately he is dressed in black."

Then Jon Clinton spoke again.

In fact, it is not difficult to see that his ability to measure the selection of people is second, and the first thing is loyalty and reliability.

Mies Toyn and Ed Stark are both loyal and reliable candidates who may not be outstanding in that kind of ability, but they pay great attention to honor.

However, at this moment, Jon Clinton suddenly proposed another candidate.

And this person even Viselis hadn't thought of it before, so he couldn't help but look at each other slightly.

"Villas of the Tyrell family, don't you know that your Majesty still has an impression of him?"

"Villas once commanded the River Bend army and almost defeated the Dorn army commanded by Earl Ellenwood of the Guardian of the Bone Way in Star Shuttle City."

"He is also a suitable candidate."

"He is well-read, knowledgeable, and hardworking, but he has worked hard and dedicated himself."

Vilas Tyrell is now working in the tax department of the empire, and his work attitude and ability are absolutely recognized by everyone.

Although he has inconvenient legs and feet and often needs to use crutches, he runs hard every day, and many things are done by himself.

Vilas personally ran to the port and the caravan boss to explain the new policy, and he was also very capable of recovering a large amount of taxes for the empire's treasury.

Jon Clinton once observed Vilas's performance after he came to the capital, so he saw all these things in his eyes.