Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

Chapter 254 Who's Your Boss (The End)

"Who is Gu Lang?" Wang Mang asked curiously.

Daji of the Shang Dynasty blushed slightly and lowered her head without saying a word.

"It couldn't be his lover, could it?" Wang Mang looked down at Daji's face and asked with a grin.

"Mmm," Daji of the Shang Dynasty responded softly.

“Little Daji, you had a boyfriend in the Shang Dynasty?” Su Jiahe turned around and looked at the modern-day Daji in surprise.

"Yes, he was a young fisherman, and we were childhood sweethearts. It's just a pity that I was later given to King Zhou." The modern Daji sighed as she recalled her past regrets.

"Sister Su, you have this romantic connection?" Liu Zilu approached Daji with a gossipy expression.

“Then let’s respect Daji’s choice and send her back to Jizhou to find Gu Lang,” Su Jiahe said.

"Thank you, sisters."

Daji of the Shang Dynasty was immediately moved to tears and almost knelt down, but Su Jiahe helped her up.

The next day, the group set off early for Jizhou. More than a month later, they finally arrived in Jizhou and found Gu Lang weaving a fishing net by the river.

Gu Lang was a boy of seventeen or eighteen, with dark skin, thick eyebrows, and big eyes. His lean body subtly revealed the lines of his muscles. When he saw Daji, he froze on the spot, his hands frozen in place.

"Gu Lang, I'm back." Daji of the Shang Dynasty lifted her skirt and ran over quickly.

"Daji? Are you really Daji?" Gu Lang came to his senses, threw down the fishing net in his hand, stepped forward and grasped Daji's hand. "The journey to Chaoge is long and arduous. You must have suffered a lot this year."

"Gu Lang, I never dreamed I would come back to see you again." Daji of the Shang Dynasty couldn't help but cry.

"Young love is so beautiful," Wang Mang said, his eyes filled with envy.

To avoid misunderstandings, the modern-day Daji could only hide in the distance, secretly watching Gu Lang, feeling a mix of emotions she couldn't quite describe.

Su Jiahe left some gold and silver jewelry for Daji and Gulang, and then bid them farewell.

"There's nothing else, let's go back. There's nothing fun to do here." Wang Mang walked along the road, looking at the desolate scenery on both sides with a bored expression.

"Could you please send me back first? Please?" Ying Zheng suddenly said.

"Qin Shi Huang, you don't know this, do you? Actually, you don't necessarily need the Time Pass to go back." Wang Mang turned to look at Ying Zheng.

"Then how do we get back?"

"As a time traveler, you automatically return to another world after seven years. Even if you die in the middle, you can still return. When King Zhou detained you, you could actually hang yourself or bang your head against the wall."

"Is that so?" Ying Zheng was somewhat incredulous.

Didn't King Zhou tell you?

"No, he said I can't go back without his permission. Humph, I, the First Emperor, have been tricked by him." Ying Zheng gritted his teeth in anger.

"Brother Zheng, we'll take you back now and check on how Great Qin is doing."

Su Jiahe took out the Time Capsule, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding scenery vanished, turning into countless fragments that flew into the void. The fragments quickly coalesced again, transforming into a magnificently furnished study.

"Finally back." Ying Zheng looked at the familiar room and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Su Jiahe looked around Ying Zheng's study and saw a thick stack of books on the pear wood desk. Some of these books were gifts from her, and the pages showed obvious signs of wear, indicating they had been read many times.

The study is very spacious, with various models on the floor, including a spinning jenny, a simple steam engine, an armillary sphere, a seismograph, and so on, making it look like a small science museum.

"Father, where did you go just now?"

A series of hurried footsteps came from the doorway, and a man rushed into the study. The man was about fifty years old, with slightly graying temples and a refined demeanor. If it weren't for the python robe he was wearing, he would have looked more like an old scholar.

"Fusu, as the crown prince, don't be so flustered. I just went out for a stroll, what could possibly happen?" Ying Zheng hid behind the screen, quickly put on his dragon robe, and went out while tidying his clothes.

When Fusu saw a group of people in the study, he immediately stopped and became wary.

"who are you?"

“Fusu, this is the Miss Su I told you about,” Ying Zheng introduced, pointing to Su Jiahe. “The others are all Miss Su’s friends.”

"Oh, so you are that woman from later generations. Thank you for your great help to the Great Qin. I never expected that we would meet." Fusu's expression immediately softened, and he gave Su Jiahe and the others a slight bow.

"You're welcome, you're welcome. I didn't do anything; it's all thanks to your construction."

Su Jiahe looked at Fusu and secretly regretted that thirty years had passed. If Fusu were in his twenties, he would surely be "a gentleman as beautiful as jade, unparalleled in the world".

"Father, I just heard that there is a tall stranger dressed in white in your study. Is there an assassin?" After speaking with Su Jiahe, Fusu looked at Ying Zheng with concern.

"They must have seen wrong, no, no." Ying Zheng waved his hand, denying it outright.

“How could you lie to your son?” Wang Mang immediately exposed Ying Zheng. “Let me tell you, that man in white is King Zhou of Shang. Your father took a trip to the Shang Dynasty.” “King Zhou of Shang?” Fusu was taken aback at first, but then he understood. If people from two thousand years in the future could appear here, then the arrival of King Zhou was not impossible.

“King Zhou was tyrannical by nature. He didn’t harm you, did he?” Fusu immediately stepped forward and carefully examined Ying Zheng’s condition.

"How could I possibly be in trouble? You go and get busy." Ying Zheng waved his sleeve dismissively. "How did you manage to oversee the country during the months I was away?"

"It hasn't been a few months, Father. You've only been gone for half a day, and you even had breakfast in the palace." Fusu looked bewildered.

"Oh? Only half a day has passed here?"

“Let me explain the rules of the Time Password to you. When you travel to other planes, the flow of time will be different. One year there is one day here,” Wang Mang said.

"Is that so? Haha, how interesting!" Ying Zheng couldn't help but laugh.

"Father, so you've been in the Shang Dynasty for several months? What were you doing there?" Fusu frowned slightly, his eyes showing concern once again.

"Nothing much, just checking if the Shang Dynasty matches the historical records," Ying Zheng said calmly.

"He's gone looking for the elixir of immortality," Wang Mang bluntly exposed.

After hearing Wang Mang's words, Fusu remained silent for a few seconds, then let out a long sigh.

"Father, the art of immortality is a lie. You possess the empire and have accomplished countless feats in your life, so why are you still unwilling to let go of your obsession? At your age, what if something happens to you when you go alone to the war-torn and barbaric Shang Dynasty?"

The way Fusu looked at Ying Zheng was like a child looking at a parent who was obsessed with health supplements.

"Look how angry your son is, I bet this isn't the first time." Wang Mang covered his mouth and chuckled smugly.

"Why are you so talkative?" Ying Zheng turned his head and glared angrily at Wang Mang.

"Brother Zheng, how about I take you to see the future to clear your mind?" Su Jiahe knew that Ying Zheng's trip to the Shang Dynasty had ultimately ended in disappointment, so he must be in a bad mood.

"Alright, thank you for your trouble, Miss Su."

"Father, you've just returned, and you're leaving again?" Fusu quickly grabbed Ying Zheng.

"Why are you worrying? It's not like I'm not coming back. Besides, the future is very safe. I'll take you to see it when I have time."

Fusu knew his father was always a restless person, so he didn't stop him. Su Jiahe activated the time capsule, and in the blink of an eye, the group returned to the modern world.

"Miss Su, when did you move to such a big house? Have you become rich?" Ying Zheng looked around the spacious villa and carefully sat down on the soft sofa.

"Now that we have a family, of course we need to move to a bigger house."

That evening, Su Jiahe drove her group to Chen Ou's bar, "Xiaocheng Tingxiang," once again. The bar was still empty, except for Chen Ou sitting in a booth, listlessly playing on his phone.

"Jiahe, long time no see, you've finally arrived." Upon seeing the group, Chen Ou immediately stood up to greet them. "Oh, we have a new customer today. Sir, you look familiar, haven't you been to my shop before?"

"Who's your boss?" Ying Zheng almost rolled his eyes.

"Brother Chen, you've finally arrived! I've missed you so much."

Everyone sat down, and Chen Ou served several plates of snacks and fruits, creating a pleasant and harmonious atmosphere in the shop.

"Let me tell you, now we can travel back and forth across five thousand years of history at will," Wang Mang whispered to Chen Ou.

"Really? That's great!" Chen Ou's eyes lit up. "You guys can travel through history and solve countless mysteries. Can I join you too?"

"sure……"

Everyone was chatting and laughing, but Ying Zheng was drinking alone, looking sullen.

"Brother Zheng, why are you still unhappy?" Su Jiahe asked as she stepped forward.

"Sigh, is immortality really impossible?" Ying Zheng leaned back in his booth, dejected.

"Grandpa, think positively. The meaning of life lies not in its length, but in its depth," Chen Ou said, stepping forward to offer his words of comfort.

"Thickness?" Ying Zheng suddenly sat up, deep in thought. "When you travel to other planes, one day is equivalent to one year. Does that count as increasing the thickness of your life? Even if I only have ten years of life left, after traveling, I can live... 3,650 years?"

"You could say that's how it works, which is why I like time travel." Wang Mang nodded.

"Good, good," Ying Zheng immediately beamed with joy, "Can I join you in the future? I also want to see with my own eyes how the next two thousand years have passed."

"You can join us, but make it clear, you're not allowed to argue with me."

"Fine, I won't fight you."

“Brother Zheng, we can also go and see what happened before you, such as the Hundred Schools of Thought, the Shang Dynasty’s overthrow of the Xia Dynasty, the Yu the Great’s flood control, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors…” Su Jiahe became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Come on, let's celebrate the launch of our Time Travel Group." Chen Ou raised his glass.

"Cheers!" everyone shouted in unison.