Reopening the Yanhan Four Hundred Years

That year, Wang Mang patted the nine-year-old Liu Xiu and said, "My little friend, the strength of this man has been exhausted. Do you believe it or not?" Liu Xiu blinked with an innocent look on his face: "Your Majesty, I believe it. But my ancestor of the Liu family said in a dream that the shelf life of your 'new' dynasty is a bit short." Wang Mang laughed, thinking it was just a child's words. He didn't know that this farmer from the countryside of Nanyang contained a soul from two thousand years in the future. Little did he know that this young man would summon meteorites, crush mountains and rivers, and sound the final death knell for the dynasty he had carefully built with his own hands. This is a legend about how the "chosen son" cultivated the land seriously while also conquering the world. Watch how Liu Xiu uses the simplest persona to play the most sophisticated tactics; he uses the calmest mind to fight the craziest war. Here are the treacherous clouds above the temple, the iron-blooded pride in the battlefield, and the heroic loyalty far away in the world. The author solemnly promises: This story is by no means a fiction. If there are any similarities, they are all historical facts.