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

Wang Mang exclaimed, startling Su Jiahe.

"Brother Wang, what's wrong?"

At this moment, the young man in the dragon robe met Wang Mang's gaze. He suddenly stopped and his expression changed suddenly.

"Traitor Wang Mang, how are you still alive?"

The man was full of murderous intent and rushed straight towards Wang Mang.

"Ow!"

Before Su Jiahe could react, Wang Mang screamed, pulled Su Jiahe into the villa, and slammed the door shut.

"Oh my God, why is he here?" Wang Mang was so scared that he squatted on the ground and curled up into a ball.

Looking at Wang Mang's frightened expression, Su Jiahe had already guessed about 80% of what was going on.

"Could he be Liu Xiu?"

"Who else but him."

Liu Xiu, who was outside the door, saw that the villa door was very sturdy and could not be opened at all, so he simply banged on the door in frustration. The villa was filled with deafening "bang bang" sounds.

"Boy, come out!"

"You're no hero if you hide. I'm going to fight you to the death."

"If you have the ability to usurp the throne, you have the ability to open the door."

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Hearing Liu Xiu's shouting and cursing coming from outside the door, Wang Mang was as timid as a quail and didn't dare to speak loudly.

"Jia He, do you have a way to send him back? After five thousand years, I just happened to run into him. It's really unlucky. If not, let's call the police."

Although Su Jiahe was a little panicked when she saw this scene, she felt that calling the police was not an appropriate solution.

You can't tell the police that Liu Xiu and Wang Mang had a fight.

"Brother Wang, why don't you hide first and let me persuade him."

Su Jiahe escorted Wang Mang into the house and walked to the door. Just as she was about to explain the situation to Liu Xiu, she found that the knocking sound had stopped. She looked outside through the peephole, but there was no one in sight.

"Where's Liu Xiu?"

Su Jiahe was wondering when she suddenly heard another scream coming from Wang Mang's room.

"Help!" The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Wang Mang ran into the living room barefoot, with Liu Xiu, wearing a dragon robe, chasing after him.

"How did he get in?" Su Jiahe was shocked.

"I forgot to close the window!"

Wang Mang ran to another room and was about to close the door, but Liu Xiu was quick-witted and grabbed the door handle with one hand and grabbed Wang Mang from behind with the other.

"Wang Mang, I wonder where you can run now!"

Wang Mang struggled desperately, but found himself unable to move.

"I'm telling you, this is a society ruled by law. Let me go immediately. Jiahe, come and save me!"

"Let go, stop fighting." Su Jiahe had never seen such a chaotic scene since he started receiving tourists, and he could only stand aside helplessly to try to stop the fight.

"Who are you?" Liu Xiu turned around and looked at Su Jiahe.

"I know you have a grudge against each other, but it's two thousand years later. Just let Wang Mang go." Su Jiahe said as he kept backing away, fearing that Liu Xiu, who was angry, would regard him as an accomplice of Wang Mang.

"Two thousand years later?" Liu Xiu frowned.

"Yes, yes, two thousand years have passed, it's time to let go of our hatred." Wang Mang said, glancing at Liu Xiu cautiously.

"How did I get to two thousand years later? Where is this?"

Liu Xiu was just focused on chasing Wang Mang. After he calmed down, he found that the surrounding layout and the clothes worn by Wang Mang and Su Jiahe were very different from those in the Han Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, please don't panic. Let Wang Mang go first and I will talk to you slowly." Su Jiahe tried her best to calm Liu Xiu's emotions.

Liu Xiu glanced at Wang Mang angrily, pushed him away, and walked in front of Su Jiahe.

"Please sit down first." Su Jiahe pointed at the sofa and made a "please" gesture.

As soon as Liu Xiu sat down, the sofa suddenly sank, which scared Liu Xiu and he jumped up in panic.

"What is this? Why is it so soft?"

"This is called a sofa, a common seat two thousand years later." Wang Mang saw Liu Xiu making a fool of himself, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes, as if to say, "Look at how ignorant you are."

Seeing Wang Mang's smug look, Liu Xiu glared at him again.

"Brother Wang, please go back to your room first." Su Jiahe was afraid that the two would fight again, so she had to separate them first.

"No, how can I leave you here alone? He is a grown man, what if he hurts you?" Wang Mang said, and sat down next to Su Jiahe.

"You are really judging others by your own standards. How could I hurt innocent people?" Liu Xiu's expression, which had just calmed down, became even more angry.

"Okay, okay, everyone, stop arguing and get down to business."

Next, Su Jiahe spent half an hour explaining to Liu Xiu the whole story and Wang Mang's true life experience.

After hearing what Su Jiahe said, Liu Xiu was stunned for a long time, and then he looked at both laughing and crying.

"Alas, I was wondering why this traitor had done so many absurd things. Turns out he's not from the Han Dynasty."

"What do you mean?" Wang Mang was very dissatisfied and was about to stand up to argue with Liu Xiu, but was held down by Su Jiahe.

"Brother Wang, you'd better not argue with him."

After all, Liu Xiu in history was both civil and military, and if he was angered by Wang Mang, he would not be able to stop him.

"Miss Su, I really want to thank you for keeping this traitor for future generations so that he won't continue to harm the world." Liu Xiu said gratefully.

"Hmph, if I don't come back, you will kill me. You said you can't beat me, so what's the point of summoning meteorites to hit me?" Wang Mang thought of the despair he felt when facing the meteorites in the sky that day, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth in anger.

"I'm not a god, and I didn't summon the meteorite. It must be that you came to power in an illegitimate way and committed so many evil things that even God couldn't stand it and sent down a punishment from heaven." Liu Xiu rolled his eyes at Wang Mang.

"What do you mean by illegitimate position? Your Han Dynasty emperor is not good enough, so what if I won the position through competition based on my ability?"

"Brother Wang, please say less." Su Jiahe was afraid that Wang Mang would be beaten unilaterally, so she hurriedly tried to dissuade him in a low voice.

"Why can't we say it? We, the people of later generations, believe that everyone is equal and the position should be given to the most capable. Even the emperor cannot be a member of only one family." Wang Mang became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice rose eight octaves.

Unexpectedly, after listening to Wang Mang's words, Liu Xiu was not angry, but just sneered.

"Wang Mang, since you say the world should be ruled by the capable, then may I ask what your abilities are? How is it that in just fifteen years, you have caused the world to fall apart, leaving nine out of ten houses empty?"

"I..." Wang Mang was choked and his face turned red, and he couldn't say a word.

"Okay, okay, no matter what grudges you have, they are all in the past. Cherish these seven days and get along well with each other." Su Jiahe quickly smoothed things over for Wang Mang.

"Forget it, you guys chat, I'll take a break first." Wang Mang turned around and ran into the room with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Oh, now you are not afraid that I will hurt Miss Su?" Liu Xiu teased Wang Mang while showing an unconcealable smile.