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

Chen Lang sighed, "Your Highness Prince Liang, you really gave me a big surprise."

"Can you tell me how you passed the message on?"

Yelu Zongwang said calmly: "Don't say I didn't pass on the news. Even if I did, do you think I would tell you?"

"And why do you think that the information leak must have been done by me and not by one of your insiders?"

"You Yan people are the people who love fighting among yourselves the most."

Chen Lang sneered, "You make it sound like the Liao imperial court is full of brotherly love and respect."

"The bloody smell of the massacre that took place when Emperor Shunzong of Liao ascended the throne is probably still lingering in the air above Shangjing."

"Our eldest brother doesn't talk about the second brother, don't laugh at me if you're fifty steps ahead."

Yelu Zongwang sneered and said, "Instead of arguing with me here, you should think about how to escape this disaster."

Chen Lang asked, "How can you be so sure they're here to save you? What if they're here to kill you?"

Yelu Zongwang laughed even louder. "Boy, whether I am rescued or dead, it is bad news for you, because your mission is to send me back to Shangjing in exchange for the princess's freedom."

"So no matter who comes to kill me or save me, you only have one choice, and that is to stop them."

"Get out of the car and figure it out. Don't waste your time here with me."

Seeing Yelu Zongwang’s old face, Chen Lang really wanted to rush up and slap him in the face.

Those who play politics really have dirty hearts.

Chen Lang took a deep breath, calmed himself, and said, "Your Highness Prince Liang, since we've come to this, I'd like to ask you, after returning to Shangjing, will you really challenge the throne?"

Yelu Zongwang raised his eyebrows and said, "Guess."

Chen Lang cursed in his heart: Guess, guess, guess, even a kid is guessing!

"It seems that won't happen." Chen Lang gritted his teeth.

Yelu Zongwang said, "Li Junhui is old after all, and he thinks things are too simple."

"Why does he think that I will definitely follow the path he has set?"

"Besides, even though the old woman surnamed Xiao is dying, she still has a firm grip on Shangjing. If I want to overthrow Shangjing, I have to lie low for at least two or three years."

"To think that Shangjing would be plunged into chaos in just a few months, I can only say that Li Junhui is too naive."

After hearing this, Chen Lang finally understood why he felt that this mission was so awkward.

This... is the crux of the matter!

Yelu Zongwang is a living person, not a puppet controlled by Li Junhui.

If he still had any sense of national honor, he would not have thrown the Liao Kingdom into chaos at this critical juncture.

Even if Yelu Zongwang had no sense of national honor and was determined to seize the throne, he could have adopted a delaying tactic and waited until Princess Yongjia married the fourth prince of Liao before making his plans.

Doing so would not only disgust Dayan, but also give himself more time to seize power.

There is only one possibility if you want Yelu Zongwang to return to Shangjing and immediately start seizing power.

What Li Junhui gave him was not poison, but a Gu, and it had to be the kind of Gu that could be activated even from a thousand miles away. Otherwise, Yelu Zongwang would never have acted according to Li Junhui's wishes.

He hated Li Junhui, his own father Li Shirong, and Dayan!

If I were him, I would definitely try any method as long as it could cause trouble for Dayan.

Thinking about it this way, all my previous speculations about Yelu Zongwang were wrong.

There was no need for him to leak the news or run away. As long as he returned to Shangjing safely, he would be relieved.

Yelu Zongwang had been observing Chen Lang's expression. Seeing that his face was getting uglier and uglier, he knew that Chen Lang had also figured out the key here.

Yelu Zongwang, feeling more and more relaxed, lazily leaned on the cushion, crossed his hands and rested them on the back of his head, and whistled at Chen Lang: "Boy, take out your knockout drug and let me drink it."

"Because what happens next could be very tragic, I really can't bear to watch it."

Chen Lang's fists were clenched so hard that they made crackling sounds. At this moment, he was completely lost and didn't know what to do next.

It seems that no matter which direction I go, it’s a dead end.

Just when Chen Lang was at a loss, bursts of shouts and screams were heard outside the carriage.

Chen Lang immediately raised the car window and saw the Black Ice Guards fighting with more than 20 Liao cavalrymen.

When Chen Lang suddenly saw such a scene, he felt a surge of hot blood rushing to his head, his body temperature rose instantly, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

However, after watching for a while, Chen Lang felt something was wrong.

The fight was quite lively, but both sides seemed to have a tacit understanding. No matter whether they were using sabers or spears, neither of them would attack the other's vital points.

How to describe it... It's like a set of moves from a Kung Fu movie.

Chen Lang was confused. What kind of drama was this?

Could it be that the film producer traveled to Dayan to shoot on location?

After the fight lasted for about a meal's time, the Liao cavalry withdrew from the battlefield.

The Black Ice Guards symbolically chased for a mile or two before retreating back to their base camp.

Chen Lang turned his head and looked at Yelu Zongwang: "Your people... ran away."

Yelu Zongwang, who had looked confident just now, now had eyes that looked like mosquito coils.

He was also confused.

Chen Lang waved at Qu Huai'en and called him over: "Commander Qu, where do those Liao soldiers come from?"

Qu Huai'en did not answer in a hurry, but tilted his head slightly, looked over Chen Lang's shoulder, and looked at Yelu Zongwang behind him.

After a few breaths, Qu Huai'en said, "Sir, these people are here to kill the fake Yelu Zongwang."

Chen Lang was surprised and asked, "Huh?"

Yelu Zongwang's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

Qu Huai'en said, "It's really Yelu Zongwang. He arrived in Shangjing ten days ago and has gained the trust of the Xi Palace."

"This group of cavalrymen were ordered by the Xi Palace to kill the fake Yelu Zongwang."

Chen Lang blinked and pointed at Yelu Zongwang and asked, "You mean, he's fake?"

Qu Huai'en said calmly, "Lord Li said that whether this Yelu Zongwang in the car is real or fake depends entirely on you, young master."

"The young master said he was real, so he is real."

"Young Master said he was a fake and could have been killed at any time before we got to the capital."

Chen Lang was stunned for a long time, then came to his senses: "Oh, this is what Uncle San is up to. The old ones are the wisest."

He then looked at Yelu Zongwang and said, "Your Highness Prince Liang, do you still think my Third Uncle is old?"

Yelu Zongwang's teeth were about to break: "You Han people are despicable and treacherous!"

Chen Lang chuckled and said, "All's fair in war."

"Besides, you Liao people are too stupid. You can fool the Xi Palace by giving a false report."

"Your Highness Prince Liang, the situation is now very clear. Whether it is true or false depends on your choice."