Traveling through time and space to become a child, supporting the family by catching fish and shrim

Chen Lang stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.

He never imagined that what he wrote in anger would bring about such terrible consequences.

Cui Yan stepped forward, patted Chen Lang on the shoulder, and said, "Don't be too afraid. As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. This article can bring disaster, but it can also bring wealth."

"When you return, remember to relay this message to your teacher. But it would be best if you could write a letter to your teacher first and have the post station deliver it. A messenger can always run faster than you."

After leaving these two words, Cui Yan left in a hurry.

A moment later, the man who had led Chen Lang here before reappeared. Compared to his arrogance at the inn, he now seemed particularly fawning. He nodded and said, "Mr. Chen, the master has sent me to take you out of the mansion."

Chen Lang bowed and said, "Thank you."

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it." The man smiled and bent over as he led the way.

However, after walking a few steps, a servant came hurriedly and reported: "Steward Li, the master wants to see Master Chen and asks him to go to the side hall."

Although Steward Li was a little puzzled, he had to follow the master's order and said, "I understand. I will take Master Chen there right away."

The servant looked a little strange and said, "Steward Li, the master asked you to wait in the front hall. I will take Master Chen to the side hall."

Manager Li did not doubt him and nodded, "Mr. Chen, please go with him."

Chen Lang said, "No problem."

The servant led Chen Lang into the backyard of the mansion, where there were guards with swords everywhere. When they arrived at the side hall, they found that all the guards were wearing helmets and armor and looked murderous.

Chen Lang didn't understand why Cui Yan, a magistrate, had so many sword-wielding guards in his backyard.

Could it be that some outlaw knight or hero wants to take his life?

The servant brought Chen Lang to a room and said, "Mr. Chen, please come in. The master is waiting for you inside."

Chen Lang frowned: "Is this the side hall?"

The servant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "The side hall...a small room next to it."

"Is it really Lord Cui in there?" Chen Lang asked again.

The servant said, "Young Master Chen, you will know once you go in."

"I think you're lying to me." Chen Lang said, "If Lord Cui wants to see me, how could he do it in a place like this? Besides, I just separated from Lord Cui."

The sweat on the servant's forehead became more and more dense, and he murmured and could not speak.

At this time, several guards with swords came over, pulled out half of the swords from their waists, and said coldly: "Go in!"

Chen Lang's mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "If you have something to say, just talk it out. Why resort to knives and guns?"

"Put away the knife, and I'll go in."

The guards remained unmoved and blocked all of Chen Lang's escape routes.

Chen Lang had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk into the room.

The interior of the house is very elegantly decorated. It doesn't look like the residence of an old man like Cui Yan, but more like a woman's boudoir.

Chen Lang's mind raced, and he thought to himself, "Could it be that Cui Yan appears to be a man, but is actually a effeminate man?"

Just when Chen Lang was daydreaming, a girl tiptoed up to him and screamed "Wow".

Chen Lang was frightened to death.

"What the hell! Who is this monster?"

"You are the evildoer!" The beautiful girl put one hand on her waist and pointed at Chen Lang with the other. "You are such a pervert! You dare to break into a woman's bedroom in broad daylight? According to the laws of Dayan, you should be exiled three thousand miles away!"

Chen Lang bowed and said, "Please don't blame me, young lady. I came here because the servants of the mansion said that Master Cui was waiting for me here. I didn't know beforehand that this was your boudoir."

"And when I was at the door, I didn't want to come in. It was the guards outside who forced me in."

"There must be some misunderstanding here."

The girl snorted coldly and said, "Don't talk nonsense here. The guards outside are all my people. How could they force you to break into my boudoir?"

"It's you, your intentions are evil!"

"Someone, there's a rapist!"

Before he finished speaking, the sound of swords clashing could be heard all around. As the door opened, a group of soldiers in helmets and armor appeared outside.

Immediately afterwards, the young general that Chen Lang had seen on the street before strode in with a long sword slung over his shoulder.

He glanced at Chen Lang coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"You bold thief, breaking into Miss Ying'er's room in broad daylight."

"Catch him and punish him by military law!"

The situation developed so quickly that Chen Lang was still confused. It was not until two soldiers came up and pulled him away that Chen Lang came to his senses.

"Let me go, you are framing me!"

The girl said, "Tsk, what woman in the world would use her innocence to frame others?"

This sentence gave Chen Lang an extremely strong sense of familiarity.

Damn, isn’t this the most common excuse used by female boxers in the Internet age?

"What do you want?" Chen Lang struggled hard, but the two soldiers who controlled him were very strong and he couldn't break free at all. Instead, his arms ached.

The young general held the hilt of his sword and shouted, "Don't move, or I'll chop off your head immediately."

Chen Lang also became stubborn. He was inexplicably slandered as a lecher and was even threatened with beheading. The anger in his heart was like a volcanic eruption, surging like a raging fire.

"Come on, come on, chop me here!" Chen Lang stretched his neck in front of the young general: "If you have the guts, chop me right here with one blow!"

"If you don't dare to chop it off, you are a eunuch!"

The young general's face turned ashen with anger. Canglang pulled out his long sword with a loud noise, gripped the hilt with both hands, and shouted angrily, "Do you think I dare not?"

"You just don't dare!" Chen Lang glared at him, his momentum not weakened at all: "You worthless bastard, I'm standing right here, come and chop off my head."

The young general raised his sword high, as if ready to chop down at any time.

However, Chen Lang just stared at him without any intention of backing down.

The situation froze in an instant.

After a moment, Chen Lang said, "Are you tired of posing for so long? If you don't dare to chop, let me go."

"I'm not in the mood to play script-killing games with you guys here."

The girl clapped her hands and smiled, saying, "Mr. Chen is truly amazing. I didn't choose the wrong person."

"Let's all go back."

The young general sheathed his sword, tapped Chen Lang's chest with his finger, and said, "Don't be complacent. Let's wait and see."

After passing the young general, Chen Lang expressed his feelings at the moment with his mouth.

"Look at your mother!"

After the door closed, the girl pointed to the stool and said, "Mr. Chen, please sit down."

Chen Lang replied in his hometown dialect: "Sit down, you bitch, you're so angry here, you have a bubble in your head."

The girl didn't understand a word he said. She blinked and said, "Mr. Chen, what are you mumbling about?"

Chen Lang took a deep breath and said, "Stop beating around the bush. Tell me, what are you trying to do by making such a big fuss?"