Chapter 638

Two days later at Winterfell, many nobles who had received invitations arrived.

Because the long-vanished Count Count Celingen family had finally been found.

Riding a horse to Winterfell, Zhang Cheng passed through the outer city, his expression already becoming ferocious.

Because this place was simply too wonderful; the smell that hit his face was just like walking in a big city in India!

The mixture of all kinds of filth made Zhang Cheng want to flee this city.

But on second thought, this seemed to be the norm in the Middle Ages, but he didn't like it!

And nowadays, diseases were incurable; even if you went to seek help from a maester, they could only try their best to find a way, but the most common were enemas and bloodletting therapy.

That's right, catch a cold? Bloodletting. Get sick? Bloodletting. Feel uncomfortable? Bloodletting. Anyway, as long as something felt wrong, bloodletting was the way to go!

As for whether it was effective, that depended on whether the Seven blessed you!

If you died, it had nothing to do with the doctor; it was because you had angered the gods. My god, this was simply a paradise for quacks!

If Zhang Cheng were to treat people, he could probably earn a reputation as a divine doctor like Hua Tuo!

Hua Tuo: That's a dirty insult!

Zhang Cheng:...

Facing the guards at the gate, Zhang Cheng said calmly, "I am Luo Sai von Count Count Celingen!"

"Welcome, Count!"

Standing at the gate, the maester in charge of reception and Eddard immediately revealed smiles.

And at this moment, an attendant stepped forward to offer bread and salt!

Looking at this, Zhang Cheng smiled slightly and dipped it to eat; after all, this represented guest rights.

But Eddard had no idea that twenty years later, his entire family would suffer a terrible fate because of this!

After all, no one could have imagined that the Frey family would dare to violate everyone's oaths and directly host a trap banquet!

If you ask Zhang Cheng, this was because they hadn't suffered the hardships of their ancestors.

In Chinese history, every famous event that had occurred was recorded by historians, so it wasn't that the people of the Far East didn't play power politics, but that when they did, they had absolutely no rivals!

Even those migrant workers sent to Africa could moonlight as military advisors and directly become the second-in-command of a warlord, working during the day and fighting at night!

You tell me, facing a Zhang Cheng who was full of martial virtue and maxed-out morality, was this bread and salt important?

If he were unhappy on the spot, then once the door closed, everyone present would be dead!

Eddard Stark: Is his combat power a bit too high?

Robert Baratheon: It's fine, as long as I'm not there!

Zhang Cheng:...

Before the open gate, with the help of an attendant, Zhang Cheng changed into formal attire and walked in, with the Count Count Celingen family crest on his chest: a pattern of crossed spears protecting a crown!

This was a symbol of how Count Count Celingen had helped the Stark family back then, but now, it had become extremely ridiculous!

Because the Count Count Celingen of the past had already perished, replaced by a new family, and Zhang Cheng would change all of this!

Turning their heads to look at Zhang Cheng, many nobles exclaimed in surprise, because in terms of appearance, it seemed only Prince Rhaegar of King's Landing could be mentioned in the same breath!

"Luo Sai von Count Count Celingen, pays respects to Duke Stark!"

Kneeling politely on the ground, Zhang Cheng kept his head lowered, making it impossible for others to see his emotions.

"Here, in the name of the Warden of the North, the Stark family, I re-grant you Eagle Castle and Widow's Watch! I hope the Count Count Celingen family can still protect the North and protect the Starks as they did before!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng before him, Rickard Stark placed the greatsword Ice on his shoulder and spoke.

Feeling the weight on his shoulder, Zhang Cheng was afraid that Rickard wouldn't be able to hold onto Ice.

"As you wish, Duke Stark!"

Raising his head, Zhang Cheng's face was full of radiant smiles.

Seeing that Zhang Cheng seemed unaware of the events of that year, Rickard patted his shoulder and said, "Very good, young man, I hope you understand that being a count is not a simple matter!"

"I will work hard!"

Hearing Rickard's words, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but speak up.

However, he felt nothing but disdain in his heart, because when he was an emperor back then, he could wipe out the existence of the continent of Westeros with a wave of his hand!

Provided that everyone didn't mess with magic and dragons and such; it was too impolite!

And if they insisted on doing so, he would have no choice but to bring out the Tiger-Crouching Cannons and the Divine Machine Battalion!

Zhang Cheng: I'm waiting for the cannons, are you waiting to die?

After accepting his original territory, Zhang Cheng saw Brandon Stark.

As the eldest son, he was graceful and polite, the heir to the Stark family.

And if Rickard and Brandon hadn't been burned to death, Eddard probably wouldn't have inherited the North.

However, what Zhang Cheng found stunning was Lyanna, because she was truly beautiful.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Count Count Count Celingen!"

Speaking like a lady, Lyanna smiled.

"Likewise, it is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Lyanna!" Looking at Lyanna, Zhang Cheng immediately nodded politely.

"You seem to have decent sword skills?"

Looking at the calluses on the web of Zhang Cheng's hand, Lyanna became curious.

"As an excellent knight, sword skills are a necessary skill; actually, I am better at conducting myself!"

Speaking calmly, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but explain.

And at this moment, Robert, who looked like a wild boar, walked over. Seeing his beloved "princess" talking to a handsome youth, he immediately said, "How about we have a match?"

"Wouldn't that be inappropriate? I'm worried about getting hurt!"

Looking at Robert before him, Zhang Cheng was speechless; he finally understood why Prince Rhaegar was hammered to death.

Because Robert was simply a wife-protecting maniac; they were just chatting, and you were already rushing to risk your life. Was it worth it?

But thinking about how Robert had turned into a noble owner of a "Cadillac" on the spot after marrying Cersei, Zhang Cheng understood: he couldn't get what he wanted, so he just gave up!

"Hurt? Oh oh oh, you are too cautious, I will control my strength!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a smile, Robert explained.

But hearing Robert's words, Zhang Cheng was dumbfounded: "I meant, you will get hurt!"

"What? What are you saying? I will get hurt? Kid, are you underestimating me too much!"

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Looking at Zhang Cheng angrily, Robert immediately became dissatisfied.

"Enough, Robert, this is a banquet!"

Pulling Robert away, Eddard revealed an awkward smile.

After all, he knew too well how much this guy liked his sister!

Watching Robert being led away, still looking furious, Zhang Cheng said helplessly: "Miss Lyanna, please forgive me, I have some business to attend to!"

Having said that, Zhang Cheng turned and left, because he urgently wanted to find the people of the Bolton family.

After all, as the only "orthodox" faction in the North, the Flayed Men seemed to be his best friends for cooperation!

Because both Count Count Celingen and Bolton were ambitious existences!

However, Count Count Celingen seemed more obvious, and then encountered a barbarian attack, while the Bolton family was a bit more honest, just like Nezha beside the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King; as long as the tower was there, the person was there.

Nezha: He can be called the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, or he can be called, the Tower-Lost Heavenly Dead!

Bolton family: I am waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to finish off the Starks in one go!

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Count Bolton!"

Looking at old Bolton before him with a smile, Zhang Cheng bowed politely.

And looking at this new Count Count Count Celingen, old Bolton smiled and said: "Likewise, young Count Count Count Celingen!"

(End of chapter)