With such a direct statement, Zhou Shaoyu thought that Wang Mang would be angry, after all, he no longer made changes, so he thought that he would fail, and failure would mean death.

Rao is Wang Mang is sixty-nine years old, but if there is a choice, no one will choose death, not to mention Wang Mang's position at the moment, almost all generations will find a way to seek immortality.

However, Wang Mang was much more open-minded, although it looked more like a helpless frustration.

"Since you're here two thousand years later, what choice do you have but to die and struggle?" After Wang Mang finished speaking, his expression became a little strange. "It seems that you were also forced to leave, but I am not the one who is unlucky, although I don't know how to leave, but what I didn't expect is that it will be disguised as a system, so, what should I call you? To be honest, Gaia does have some unpleasant sounds. ”

Can I complain? The corners of Zhou Shaoyu's mouth twitched, and he began to guess at the beginning, but he didn't have a clue, but now it's good, the mystery came out all of a sudden, although he was still shocked, but he always felt that something was missing.

To put it in an inappropriate way, you're happy, but I'm not happy?

"It's just going with the trend, that's it, otherwise, if you identify yourself from the beginning, you won't believe it. As for the title, it doesn't mean much, so it's called embroidered brocade. ”

Aha, I've heard of brocade, but on the other hand, haven't you heard of embroidered brocade, embroidered beautiful silk fabrics? But it is not necessarily, the so-called splendid rivers and mountains, maybe the word brocade, represents the world, and she embroiders on it is not necessarily.

Although Wang Mang is also a crosser, there is still a difference between him and Zhou Shaoyu, in the words of embroidered brocade, Wang Mang is an accident and has nothing to do with her, but Zhou Shaoyu is different, it is more appropriate to say at this moment, Zhou Shaoyu is the existence of a medium.

In short, there is no need to say many things in front of Wang Mang, and the embroidered brocade did not appear for long.

Zhou Shaoyu and Wang Mang had a long talk, more Zhou Shaoyu asked for advice, no matter how much Wang Mang failed, he also had many years of management experience at the highest level, much better than Zhou Shaoyu, a little guy who was still groping for the way.

"I also looked away, and when I think about it carefully, I have failed in this life." At the end of the exchange, Wang Mang took a drink and sighed a little drunk. "I never fully integrated into this society, pursued power too much, was eager to make changes, and only to look back and find that although I was still an emperor, I had nothing."

Zhou Shaoyu didn't speak, this is actually not difficult to understand, in terms of family affection, Wang Mang has four sons in law in his life, except for one who died of illness, the other three can be forced to commit suicide by Wang Mang, in addition to a grandson and a nephew. The only concubine is also the eldest daughter, Wang Yan, who married her to Emperor Liu Yin of the Han Ping Dynasty at the age of eight.

In terms of friends, it can be said that everyone has betrayed their relatives now, and even Liu Xin, who is the most like-minded confidant, has now taken the lead by himself.

In this way, Wang Mang can be said to be a real loner.

"Although I don't know why Xiujin will be attached to you by the incarnation system, but since I am leaving, I think I have found a place that can be transferred, and I think it is also an ancient time, no matter what, integrate well, don't be like me, regret it too late."

Zhou Shaoyu nodded, and Li Qingzhao and them should have thought of it a long time ago, or they were specifically evading, on the one hand, Zhou Shaoyu did want to return to the afterlife, however, is it really possible?

A group of girls were brought to Daliang by themselves, did they end up ignoring and throwing them there? Even if they can be brought back in full, not to mention objective issues such as social impact, it is very doubtful that they will be able to adapt to future generations.

Later generations traveled to ancient times, because they knew more or less about history, and they had a bottom in their hearts, and it was easier to accept.

However, from ancient times to later generations, it was the subversion of the entire values and worldview, and it is true that later generations developed science and technology, and life was more convenient and stable.

But the ancients had their own unique concept, the importance of the word rite has always accounted for a large proportion.

Dress, words and deeds, character, communication, people in later generations can accept ancient times, but no one in ancient times can accept the afterlife, for them, it is a existence of decay of etiquette, which is completely unacceptable.

For example, if there is a world that is proud of who kills the most people, no one will accept it except for the real change.

It's out of place with the whole world, and it's uncomfortable just to think about it, let alone anything else.

But if you leave them behind, is it possible? Zhou Shaoyu thinks that he can't do it, so there is only one option, even if he can go back, he can only stay.

Fit in? Zhou Shaoyu muttered softly, although he never admitted it, but isn't it because he didn't completely integrate into it that he crossed so frequently, no matter what, even if it wasn't the afterlife, it was also the history he was familiar with.

It's really selfish, it's clear that they are all working so hard to adapt to the beams, and stand on the left and right to help out.

I'm really bad at that.

Zhou Shaoyu put down the wine glass, Wang Mang on the other side had already fallen asleep, got up, pushed the door and looked into the distance, the Weiyang Palace at night was majestic and majestic, but compared to the more fetters of the beam, the so-called familiar history here really has nothing to do with him.

"Xiao Qingzhao, I realized that I have been taken care of by you all along." The corners of Zhou Shaoyu's mouth raised, Li Qingzhao in history was somewhat jealous, but Li Qingzhao, who belonged to himself, never directly expressed his dissatisfaction.

Thinking about it, she had already discovered Zhou Shaoyu's problem, but she couldn't say it clearly, so she could only try her best to maintain the harmony and beauty of everyone, and lead everyone to tell him tactfully with positive actions that we are all working hard to build a new home in a strange place, and then, silently, waiting for the day when Zhou Shaoyu figured it out by himself.

He took a deep breath, rubbed his face, and said softly: "Now, I said, Xiujin, shouldn't you explain it in more detail?" ”

The breeze blew, and the unreality reappeared, but this time, Xiao Xiujin was held in her arms, but her sleeping appearance was cute.

"As you can see, this is me from 2,000 years ago." The embroidered brocade exudes the brilliance of motherhood, and looks at the small embroidered brocade in her arms with a soft face.

Since you can't help it, then just complain about it, the corners of Zhou Shaoyu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but say: "When you communicate in my head, aren't you very ...... Ahem, naughty. ”

After thinking about it, in the end, I didn't dare to use other sharper words, just used a naughty, Mother Earth, this identity still sounds a little scared.

"Everybody is multifaceted, isn't it?" Xiujin asked softly, as if she was afraid of waking up Xiao Xiujin.

Uh, what, if you're human......

There is a murderous aura! cough, I didn't think about anything, I misunderstood, and I didn't mean to curse.

(End of chapter)