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

In just one hour, I received two pieces of bad news.

Chen Lang felt like a small sampan in the ocean, which could fall apart at any time.

Chen Lang stood up with the help of the stone table, and then he felt dizzy. Then his eyes went dark and he could not see anything. His body fell back involuntarily.

At the critical moment, He Jinling ran over, grabbed Chen Lang, and helped him sit back down.

"Mr. Chen, you must hold on. If you fall, the mission will be finished."

Chen Lang said in a dry voice: "What can I... do?"

He Jinling said: "Take the princess back."

Chen Lang asked in confusion, "Can we go back?"

He Jinling said, "Mr. Chen, you can do it."

Chen Lang said: "Hundreds of lives were lost just like that."

"Lord Peng...is gone too."

"Shangjing is such a huge city, who else can we turn to? Who can we rely on?"

He Jinling was anxious, and he grabbed Chen Lang's arm and said, "Mr. Chen, it's better to rely on yourself than on others."

"As long as Yelu Xiu is still willing to do business with you, we still have a way out."

"If you give up, we will all die here."

Chen Lang supported his forehead with one hand and said, "I don't know. I'm so confused... What to do next... I don't know... I really don't know..."

He Jinling was not surprised by Chen Lang's condition. After all, before coming to Beijing, Chen Lang had never been involved in intelligence work. He was just a scholar doing business. Although he had killed people, he was forced to kill in order to save himself in desperate situations.

The situation in Beijing now is completely different.

Witnessing his compatriots being beheaded and being threatened in person by the most powerful intelligence chief of the Liao Kingdom, the pressure suddenly came upon Chen Lang. Not to mention that he was just a fledgling intelligence officer, even an old spy who had worked for many years would have found it difficult to withstand it.

Chen Lang did not completely collapse, which was already worthy of being called amazing.

If he can get through this, Chen Lang's character will undergo a drastic change.

"Mr. Chen, you should take a rest first." He Jinling said, "When you are undecided, take a nap. This is the best solution."

Chen Lang nodded and said, "Okay, I'll leave the mission to you for now."

After saying that, he staggered back to his room, lay on the bed, pulled the quilt over his head, and forced himself to sleep.

However, this sleep was very restless, with all kinds of messy dreams coming one after another.

Although these dreams are different, they all have the same ending.

Chen Lang will die, and his death will be in many different ways.

After being tortured to death once again, Chen Lang screamed "Ah" and sat up suddenly.

The pillow, bedding and clothes were all wet with sweat, and the whole person looked as if he had been fished out of a pond, looking extremely disheveled.

Chen Lang lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed to get a glass of water, but when he turned around, he saw a dark shadow standing beside the bed.

"Ahhhh!"

Chen Lang screamed in fright.

The shadow said calmly, "Don't be afraid, sir. It's me."

Chen Lang patted his chest and said, "Commander Qu, do you know that scaring others can kill them?"

"Why are you standing by my bed instead of protecting the princess?"

Qu Huai'en said, "I have something important to tell you."

"I saw Master Chen was sleeping, so I waited for a while."

Chen Lang staggered to the table, grabbed the kettle and drank guzzlingly. He put the kettle down only after he felt that he had replenished all the water lost due to sweating.

"I've had enough stimulation today. I'm not afraid of it again."

"Tell me what's going on."

Qu Huai'en said, "Peng Yang is dead."

Chen Lang said: "I know, Yelu Xiu told me."

"But he didn't tell you how Peng Yang died," Qu Huai'en said.

Chen Lang thought about it and realized that Yelu Xiuge hadn't really said how Peng Yang died. He turned around and looked at Qu Huai'en, saying, "How did he die?"

"Suicide." Qu Huai'en said, "Lord Peng brought six elite spies to sneak into the Xi Palace and kill the fake Yelu Zongwang."

"Then the seven spies simultaneously gnashed their fangs and committed suicide by taking poison."

Chen Lang shook his trembling hands fiercely and asked, "What should we do with Master Peng's body?"

"Hang it at the city gate." Qu Huai'en said.

Chen Lang clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth, "Brother Yelu Xiu told me that he would give Peng Yang the highest courtesy!"

"Is this what he calls the highest courtesy?"

Qu Huai'en said: "He didn't lie to you. This is indeed the highest honor for dealing with a spy."

Chen Lang was so angry that he laughed: "Exposing a corpse on the city wall is called the highest honor? What kind of logic is this?"

"A spy would only be treated this way by the enemy if he caused enough damage."

"Because doing so is equivalent to announcing to the people that this person has caused immeasurable damage within his own country, and it may even be recorded in history." Qu Huai'en said.

Chen Lang looked up at the ceiling and said, "I really don't understand your train of thought."

"Apart from this, is there anything else?"

Qu Huai'en walked up and handed Chen Lang a bamboo tube.

"Mr. Chen, this is a secret letter from Lord Li."

"Burn it after reading it, and don't tell anyone about the contents."

Chen Lang took the bamboo tube and asked, "Including you?"

"The contents of this letter must not be known to anyone other than Master Chen and Master Li."

Qu Huai'en bowed and said, "I will take my leave."

After walking out the door, Qu Huai'en did not leave in a hurry, but stood at the door to be on guard, ensuring that Chen Lang could concentrate on reading Li Jun's reply letter.

Inside the house, Chen Lang took out the secret letters from the bamboo tube and found that there were as many as five of them.

"Xiao Lang, if Uncle San is right, you must be in a state of panic and confusion when you see this letter."

"Don't panic, don't get confused, because all of this is part of Third Uncle's plan."

"Peng Yang and those dead spies are a great gift from my uncle to the Liao Kingdom."

"Except for Peng Yang and a few core members, the remaining spies' loyalty to Dayan has wavered. Furthermore, this network is so large it's on the verge of getting out of control. Rather than continue to maintain it, it's better to get some tangible benefits from them."

After reading this passage, Li Junhui's cruelty, cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness are vividly portrayed on the page.

Chen Lang felt cold all over.

Uncle San, they are not cats or dogs, they are human beings, living people.

Even if your loyalty to Dayan is shaken, you shouldn't have to pay such a price.

What's more, these people never betrayed Dayan until their death!

Uncle San, how could you throw them away like a piece of rag?

After a cup of tea, Chen Lang calmed down and continued reading.

"I deliberately made the fake Yelu Zongwang disobedient. Only in this way can I quickly infiltrate the Xi Palace and split Xiao Huaiyi and Queen Mother Xiao."

"Then, with the help of the fake Yelu Zongwang, I will leak the spy list to Yelu Xiuge of the Feihu Division. This will not only solve the problem of redundant spy networks, but will also indirectly protect you from harm."

"Do you think it's ridiculous? Don't worry, Uncle San will explain it to you step by step."