The first time in history

"Knock, knock, knock, sir, please open the door." Qian Mingduo was awakened by the knocks on the door and Xiao Wuzi's urgent voice. He opened his eyes dazedly.

"Dong, dong, dong, Lord Ling Fei." Xiao Wuzi raised his voice.

"What's the matter?" Qian Mingduo put his gun away, opened the door and asked, "Why are you so anxious?"

"Sir," Xiao Wuzi bowed and said, "Sir Weiwei has assigned you and your subordinates to guard a prisoner."

"Guarding prisoners?" Qian Ming asked doubtfully, "Guarding what prisoners?"

"The subordinates don't know"

"What time is it now?"

"It should be..." Xiao Wuzi looked at the sun, "It should be almost Chenshi."

"Let's go," Qian Mingduo asked Xiao Wuzi to lead the way. "I just slept for less than three hours," he cursed in his heart.

Walking out of a small door in the palace wall, Qian Mingduo and Xiao Wuzi came to a spacious square. In the middle of the square stood a stone pillar with a prisoner tied to it.

Qian Ming glanced at the two guards who were leaving after their shift, and slowly walked to the prisoner.

The prisoner hung his head, his hair was disheveled, his naked upper body was covered with whip marks, blood oozed from the wounds, slowly gathered together, and fell to the ground drop by drop.

"What crime have you committed?" Qian Mingduo felt that the prisoner's figure was very similar to someone. Just as he was about to lift the prisoner's face to identify him carefully, Xiao Wuzi asked with a look of annoyance.

The prisoner's head shook slightly, then slowly raised its head.

"Master Chief Steward?" Xiao Wuzi said in surprise, "How...how did you become a prisoner? What's going on?"

The old man looked at Qian Mingduo who also had a look of astonishment on his face, sighed, and said slowly: "I am not the chief steward of the King of Wu's palace, I am a Yue people. I was sent here by our King of Yue... ha, ha, ha... a spy." After saying that, he let out a strange laugh.

Qian Mingduo stared at the old man with wide eyes, looking at him in shock. He couldn't imagine that the old man who told him about things yesterday was now a prisoner. How could the old man who had been hiding here for several years be discovered? What should he do next? What should he do? These questions appeared in Qian Mingduo's mind one by one.

Xiao Wuzi looked fierce, staring at the old man viciously, and said through gnashing teeth: "So you are a spy from the Kingdom of Yue!"

"That's enough," Qian Mingduo scolded Xiao Wuzi. He walked slowly to the side of the stone pillar, put his hands behind his back, looked ahead expressionlessly, and did not move.

Xiao Wuzi, who originally wanted to curse a few words, saw Qian Mingduo's actions, so he could only stand silently on the other side of the stone pillar, tightly gripping the spear in his hand, as if he wanted to vent his resentment towards the old man on the weapon.

Qian Mingduo was extremely nervous. He was worried about the old man's injuries and whether he would confess. "It's impossible," Qian Mingduo thought. "If the old man had confessed, I would have been tied to him long ago."

Qian Mingduo glanced at the old man and sighed. "What the hell should I do next? I just came here for one day and the only person I have contact with was arrested. Moreover, I am a spy this time, which is synonymous with danger. If things go wrong..." Qian Mingduo couldn't help but shook his head.

The sun was getting hotter and hotter, and it felt like being roasted by a charcoal fire. Xiao Wuzi was sweating profusely, and he squinted his eyes from time to time to avoid the glaring sun.

"Little Five" Qian Mingduo said softly, "Go take a rest under the tree over there. It's too hot today."

"You should go, sir," Xiao Wuzi said, "I will stay here."

"Go when you are told to go,"

"My Lord, you are roasting here, how dare I go to the shade of the tree to cool off?"

"Won't you come and replace me later?" Qian Mingduo said impatiently, "Come and replace me in half an hour, go now."

"What's going on?" Qian Mingduo asked anxiously when he saw Xiao Wuzi standing far away under a tree near the palace wall.

"Don't worry." The old man still lowered his head and said slowly: "You entered the palace to serve this time because I recommended you one by one through several layers of connections. They will never find out about you."

"I'm asking how they found out?" Qian Mingduo glanced at Xiao Wuzi and said through gritted teeth, "He was fine yesterday, why is he..."

"Although I'm not sure, but..." The old man coughed a few times, "But I am 90% sure that... there is an important spy of the King of Wu by our king's side. My arrest this time should have a lot to do with this person."

"My identity is the same as yours, only the king and a few others know it." The old man glanced at Qian Mingduo and was silent for a moment. Then he said, "I have carefully analyzed it. Except for the king, only one of these people may be the spy sent by the King of Wu to the King of Yue. But... this person has a special identity and great power. Although I am 90% sure, I still dare not be sure."

"The King of Yue doesn't need to consider it." Qian Mingduo's mouth moved slightly, and he tried his best not to let Xiao Wuzi see that he was talking to the old man. "We spies are here to serve him. But how did you suspect the person around the King of Yue... the person you just mentioned who might betray you?"

"Because... among these people, he is the only one who I can't think of any shortcomings or weaknesses?"

"Is it because he has no flaws or weaknesses that you judge him to be the King of Wu's spy?"

The old man Ling Fei said firmly, "I vaguely know who this person is, and I mentioned this person to Miss Xizi a few days ago. She was also very shocked at first. She never thought that this person would be a spy for the King of Wu."

The old man's mouth twitched, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured. He took a breath and continued, "But after I told the girl in great detail about what this man did, Miss Xizi gradually felt that my analysis made sense. But she said she wanted to think about it more carefully and didn't dare to make a conclusion easily."

"Then who is this person you are talking about?" Qian Mingduo asked.

Just then, several soldiers walked through a palace gate and strode towards them.

"This is not important. You can ask Miss Xizi." The old man suddenly sped up his speech. "Tomorrow is the fifth day of the first lunar month. You should go to a pottery shop in East City and tell the owner that you want the worst cup you make. I want to drink from this cup."

"Anything else?" Qian Mingduo asked in a low voice. "I can get you out."

"Absolutely not," the old man said anxiously, "Ling Fei, I have no regrets even if I die. But you must not have the slightest thought of saving me."

"I have the palm thunder you gave me. I wonder who the hell can stop me." Qian Mingduo's eyes flashed with ferocity as he stared viciously at several officers and soldiers who were about to walk up to them.

"No!" The old man looked at the approaching officers and soldiers from the Imperial Court, lowered his voice, and almost roared, "You have to protect Miss Xizi, you have to pass on the news for the Kingdom of Yue, your mission is important, you can't do anything stupid!"