Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

As night falls and the lights come on, a dinner will kick off. We have already booked a private room at Liuli Pavilion two weeks in advance. The private room on the second floor is spacious and bright, beautifully decorated, and has a great view. You can see the gorgeous lights and crowds of people at the port. Tonight, the two families will go to the city together to enjoy this sumptuous dinner, and then go directly to the port to board the pleasure boat to go out to sea to enjoy the lights.

However, at this moment, there was still plenty of time, and the group was not in a hurry to travel. They left the port slowly and leisurely, walked out of the city along the ancient stone bridge, and slowly walked along the trail in the Tianheng Mountains. Along the way, everyone talked and laughed, in a good mood, enjoying this rare leisure and tranquility.

As we strolled, the mountain breeze blew on our cheeks, bringing a slight coolness; the sun at this moment was not as hot as it was at noon. The surrounding mountains and forests were quiet and mysterious, making people feel relaxed and happy. Unconsciously, the group had returned to the mansion on the mountain, which was still quiet and peaceful, like a paradise.

When I stepped into the house, my eyes were involuntarily drawn to the direction of the tea room. A party had just ended there, and three respected elders slowly stood up and said goodbye to each other. Mr. Zhongli and Master Hu carefully supported the slightly tired Mr. Ye, and it seemed that they were going to take him back to his room to rest.

Seeing this, Boyang hurried forward and took his father from Master Hu. He quickly turned around and thanked Master Hu: "Thank you both for taking care of my father. I will take care of him from now on. Don't worry."

At some point, the main hall, which was originally bustling with noise, suddenly became quiet. Only Lin Huan was left quietly accompanying Mr. Zhongli and Hall Master Hu, with a faint smile on his face, and spoke softly.

"There's still plenty of time. Let's all go our separate ways and take a break... There's no rush."

Boyang carefully helped his father into the bedroom, helped him lie down and rest, and then quietly returned to the living room. At this time, the originally bustling hall had become a little deserted, with only a few people left.

At a glance, I saw Lin Huan sitting in the main brewing position, having already skillfully replaced the tea leaves and continued to brew the fragrant tea leisurely. Mr. Zhongli and Master Hu sat opposite each other, talking in low voices, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Boyang tiptoed to the empty seat next to Mr. Zhongli and sat down. He raised his head and smiled at his sister to show his greeting. He sat quietly and listened to the elders' conversation. He did not interrupt their communication, but occasionally cast a curious or approving look. Seeing his brother sitting down, Lin Huan also tacitly poured him a cup of tea... At this moment, the atmosphere in the tea room seemed peaceful and warm, as if time had stopped at this moment.

The afternoon sun slowly shines down, as if time has slowed down at this moment. However, it does not stop, but continues to move forward leisurely. Gradually, the originally quiet hall regains its vitality and vigor.

After the break, everyone walked out of their rooms and returned to the spacious and bright living room. They greeted each other with smiles, asked about each other's well-being with friendly words, and naturally began to chat. Topics emerged like a tide, ranging from trivial matters in life to interesting anecdotes at work, to aspirations and expectations for the future.

Laughter and conversation interweave to form a beautiful symphony. Everyone is immersed in it, enjoying this rare relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. At this moment, there is no pressure or worry, only the communication and resonance of the soul.

"Master... the carriage is ready." A handsome young man wearing a blue cloth gown walked quickly to his side and whispered in his ear.

Bo Yang nodded slightly to show that he understood, then turned to look at the people behind him and reminded with a smile: "Everyone, we can set off now."

Soon, two carriages slowly drove out of the mansion. In the front carriage sat two families' treasures, two old gentlemen, and Mr. Zhongli who was accompanying them. In the back carriage sat two ladies, a pregnant woman, and a young and cute child.

Others led horses and followed the carriages at a leisurely pace, chatting and laughing or enjoying the scenery along the way. The atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant. Soon, the team entered the city. There were shops on both sides of the street, and pedestrians were weaving and bustling. The two carriages moved slowly along the wide street and finally stopped in front of the famous restaurant called Liuli Pavilion.

The waiter at the door had been waiting for a long time. Seeing the carriage coming, he hurried forward to lead everyone into the door and up to the second floor. Finally, everyone came to a large box with a spacious terrace. This box was decorated very elegantly. Through the window, you can clearly overlook the brightly lit night view of the port below. The port was full of large and small ships, especially those small and medium-sized boats, which were countless. They were closely arranged together, like an army ready for battle. Each ship was hung with colorful lanterns, which swayed gently in the night breeze, decorating the entire port like a dream.