An accident caused Wang Ming, a modern man who had almost no knowledge of the history of the Han Dynasty, to wake up dressed in silk and become Wang Mang, the new capital prince who was observing filial piety at the end of the Western Han Dynasty.
What was before him was not a prophet who was familiar with history, but a completely unfamiliar puzzle of life and death. He was terrified and just wanted to use modern common sense and instinct to survive. His refusal was praised as "courteous and courteous"; his pragmatism was hailed as a "talent in governing the country"; even his attempts to alleviate social conflicts were regarded as "the way of a holy king".
The spotlight of history has illuminated him, a stand-in who only wanted to hide in the shadows, with nowhere to hide. With the expectations of his aunt, the Empress Dowager, and the entire family, he could not help but be pushed step by step to the supreme throne.
Until one day, he was horrified to discover that every unintentional move he made in order to "survive" was exactly repeating the records in the history books. He is not an intruder in history; he is the last link in history's closed loop.
The new dynasty was established and the world became its subjects. Only he himself knew that this was a grand and carefully arranged script for him. He sat on the Dragon Throne, as if he were sitting in the crater of a volcano that was about to erupt, clearly watching himself heading towards the end of the history books where he would die and his country would be destroyed.
When the meaning of time travel is not to change destiny, but to become destiny itself - how should he finish this "Theft of Country" that no one applauds?
