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

"I have to hurry back to the barracks. I'll take my leave now." Pei Ming said, "Chen Lang, come here. I have something to tell you."

The two of them came to a secluded place, and Pei Ming whispered, "From now on, we will suspend our contact."

"Don't come to me unless it's a matter of life and death."

Chen Lang was stunned for a moment and said, "General Pei, I shouldn't be able to ask why, right?"

Pei Ming nodded.

Chen Lang said: "Okay, I'll remember that."

Pei Ming turned and left.

Although Pei Ming didn't say why, Chen Lang speculated that this matter was most likely related to the Imperial City Bureau.

Why would the Imperial City Bureau target him? Why would Pei Ming, a general, be afraid of the Imperial City Bureau?

Could it be that what he got was actually the script of the prince who was exiled among the people?

Chen Lang was amused by his own thoughts.

If we don’t want to have any contact, then we don’t have any contact. Anyway, there is no need for much contact between Pei Ming and me.

After returning to the location of the bed crossbow, they found that Chang Anmin was also missing.

A craftsman said, "The government office reported that there was an urgent matter, so Lord Chang left first."

"When Lord Chang left, he told Master Chen to go directly to the Household Administration Office tomorrow to get the land and property deeds for the winery."

Chen Lang thanked the craftsman and was about to leave when he noticed a group of young men and women on the city wall.

I had seen the girl in the light blue dress at the front of the line before when we went on an outing.

She seems to be Wang Junyuan's sister.

Chen Lang frowned. These young men and women really had nothing to do after eating. There were so many places in the city to go, but they came to the top of the city to play.

Although "conquering" Wang Junyuan's sister was one of the established goals, the current situation was not suitable for going up to build relationships, so Chen Lang turned around and prepared to go down the stairs on the other side.

Just after taking two steps, a clear voice came from behind: "Mr. Chen, please stay."

Chen Lang turned around and saw Wang Junyuan's sister jogging towards him.

"Miss, are you calling me?"

Wang Shiru took a breath and said, "Yes, Master Chen."

Chen Lang said: "But I don't know you."

Wang Shiru said, "But I often hear Junyuan mention Master Chen."

Chen Lang suddenly realized something and said, "Oh, you are Young Master Wang's sister?"

Wang Shiru bowed deeply and said, "My humble self, Wang Shiru, is honored to be here."

Chen Lang returned the greeting and said, "Miss Wang, why did you call me? Is there something wrong?"

Si Si Ru said, "I really like the first stanza of Master Chen's Water Melody. I even asked Jun Yuan to ask Master Chen for the second stanza on my behalf. But the Liao Kingdom suddenly invaded, and this was delayed."

"I have the good fortune to meet Master Chen here today. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to hear the second stanza of the Water Melody."

Before Chen Lang could say anything, a young man came over quickly and said, "Shi Ru, you've got the wrong person."

"This person is seeking fame and reputation. That Water Melody Song must not have been written by him."

Chen Lang looked behind Wang Shiru and saw a half-familiar face.

Ling Gaoyuan.

He was the Master Ling who almost destroyed Hu Heyuan's family in Guhong Tower.

Ling Gaoyuan was extremely resentful of Chen Lang for not being able to obtain Guhong Tower. Now, seeing Wang Shiru, whom he had always admired, being so eager for Chen Lang, all the new and old hatreds came to his mind, so that he spoke without thinking.

Wang Shiru said, "Mr. Ling, please respect yourself. You and I are just ordinary friends. We are not on a first-name basis yet."

Ling Gaoyuan was rejected and his face looked very ugly, but he immediately transferred the hatred to Chen Lang.

It’s all this bastard’s fault, otherwise why would Wang Shiru be so cold to me.

More and more young men and women came over. When they learned that the person in front of them was the author of "Song of Water Melody", they all begged Chen Lang to recite the second stanza.

Chen Lang refused directly.

"Shui Tiao Ge Tou is one of the signature songs of Guhong Tower, and many talented men and beautiful women are still racking their brains to come up with the next stanza to earn the thousand taels reward."

"If I tell this, won't it cut off the way these talented men and beautiful women can make money?"

Wang Shiru sighed slightly, unable to hide the disappointment on his face.

The other young men and women were also very disappointed with Chen Lang.

Such a masterpiece that could be passed down through the ages was made to reek of money by Chen Lang.

It's so disgraceful!

Chen Lang didn't bother to pay attention to their disappointment. He bowed to Wang Shiru and prepared to leave.

"Mr. Chen, please stay." Seeing Chen Lang was about to leave, Wang Shiru hurriedly called him to stop.

Chen Lang frowned: "Ms. Wang, I really can't tell you the second half of that poem."

Wang Shiru said, "Mr. Chen has misunderstood. Since Mr. Chen is unwilling, I will not force him."

"I have something else to ask for your help, Master Chen."

Chen Lang didn't expect that this girl was so "annoying", but in order to allow her to wear a bra smoothly in the near future, he could only tolerate her annoyance for the time being.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Chen Lang said.

Wang Shiru took out a scroll, opened it, and said, "Mr. Chen, our poetry club plans to paint a picture depicting the Linshui army and civilians fighting against the Liao invaders. After the painting is finished, we will auction it off, and all the proceeds will be invested in the city's defense."

"Mr. Chen, please leave your calligraphy on the painting. This will be considered as a contribution to the people of Linshui."

Chen Lang was at a loss for words and said, "Miss Wang, I can't draw. I can't help you with this."

Wang Shiru said, "You don't have to paint, a short poem will do."

"Absolutely not!" Ling Gaoyuan spoke again: "Shi Ru, Chen Lang is not a member of our poetry club, he has no right to mention poetry on his paintings."

Wang Shiru said angrily: "Ling Gaoyuan, you are so annoying!"

"If you call my name again, I will really ignore you."

Ling Gaoyuan looked at Chen Lang with resentment.

Chen Lang thought, "What the hell are you looking at me for? I'm not forbidding you to call her name."

Ling Gaoyuan took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said, "Miss Wang, this painting is the hard work of everyone in the poetry club. The artistic conception cannot be ruined by an outsider."

Wang Shiru was a little annoyed and said, "Ling Gaoyuan, I just asked Master Chen to write a poem about the part I painted. It has nothing to do with the whole painting."

"Can't I even decide what to draw myself?"

Ling Gaoyuan said: "Miss Wang, that's not what I meant..."

"Then shut up!" Wang Shiru glared at him, then looked at Chen Lang and said, "Mr. Chen, if you think writing a poem is too troublesome, you can just write a sentence, or even write your name."

However, Chen Lang still refused: "Ms. Wang, this Mr. Ling is right. This painting is the hard work of your poetry club. It is inappropriate for me to write on it."

"I have something else to do at home, goodbye."

Wang Shiru looked at Chen Lang's departing back, and her eyes slowly turned red.

This was the first time in her life that she was rejected repeatedly.

The more Wang Shiru thought about it, the angrier she became. Her stubbornness instantly came to the fore. She trotted over to catch up with Chen Lang again, grabbed his sleeve, and said, "You are not allowed to leave!"