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

Chapter 147 Wang Mang was beaten not only because of usurping the throne
"Your Majesty, let's not worry about him for now. I will take you wherever you want to go." Su Jiahe finally got to the point.

"Miss Su, since it is already two thousand years later, I must no longer be the emperor. You don't have to call me Your Majesty anymore. My surname is Liu, my name is Xiu, and my courtesy name is Wenshu. You can just call me Wenshu." Liu Xiu said.

"Okay, Uncle Wen." After Su Jiahe called out, she suddenly felt that this title was a bit strange, as if she was being taken advantage of.

"Jiahe, you don't have to be so polite. You can just call him grandson." Wang Mang's voice came from the room.

"Brother Wang, no one is pursuing you anymore, just calm down."

Su Jiahe suddenly felt that the reason why Liu Xiu wanted to attack Wang Mang as soon as they met was probably not just because he usurped the throne.

"Forget it, Lord Naiweng is magnanimous and will not bother with you." Liu Xiu shouted towards Wang Mang's room.

After some thought, Liu Xiu decided to go to Hexi to take a look.

"In the past, Emperor Wu of Han trampled on the Xiongnu, expanded his territory, and conquered the four counties west of the Yellow River. As a descendant of the Han Dynasty, I also want to see the scenery of Hexi with my own eyes."

"Okay, that's easy. I've always wanted to go there."

Su Jiahe took out her cell phone and was about to book a ticket, but suddenly thought of Wang Mang in the room.

"Brother Wang, we're going out to play again. Will you come with us?"

"I won't go. I won't go out with him." Wang Mang's voice was still a little angry.

"Let's go to Hexi. I heard the scenery there is very beautiful. Are you sure you don't want to go?"

“I went there more than ten years ago.”

"Okay, since you've been there, we won't take you." Su Jiahe did not force Wang Mang and directly booked tickets for herself and Liu Xiu.

At noon, Su Jiahe took Liu Xiu straight to the snack street.

"What... are these things?" Although the aroma on the street was very tempting, Liu Xiu was still reluctant to try the various unfamiliar foods and was a little hesitant to eat them.

"These are all modern delicacies. This is xiaolongbao, this is jianbingguozi, and this is grilled squid..." Su Jiahe introduced them with ease.

After Liu Xiu tried the dumplings from the first shop, he became addicted to them and ate them from all over the street.

"Even though I am the emperor, I have never eaten such delicacies. Miss Su, what are these delicacies made of?" Liu Xiu asked while stuffing food into his mouth.

"Many of the ingredients are not available yet. I'll bring you some seeds."

"Well, thank you Miss Su."

Then, Su Jiahe took Liu Xiu for a walk around the city. Liu Xiu was surprised by the modern people's food, clothing, housing and transportation.

"The world two thousand years from now will truly be a paradise. If everyone in the Han Dynasty can have enough food and clothing, I will die without regrets."

"Don't worry, Uncle Wen. Although you can't take all these things with you, I will give you some books. If you follow the instructions, the Han Dynasty will soon become prosperous."

"Really?" Liu Xiu couldn't believe it.

"Really, many people have tried it." Su Jiahe said affirmatively.

As night fell and the lights came on, Liu Xiu was stunned again by the night view of the city.

"How come night in the future is the same as day?"

"Yes, the ancients worked from sunrise to sunset, but for many people today, life only begins at night."

In order to let Liu Xiu experience modern nightlife, Su Jiahe drove to "Xiaocheng Tingxiang" on the bar street.

"This shop is owned by my friend. He's very good at cooking and can make you something delicious."

Su Jiahe pushed the door open and saw Chen Ou and Wang Mang sitting face to face in the booth.

"Brother Wang, you've come too?" Wang Mang was also surprised to see Su Jiahe and Liu Xiu.

"Oh my god, I can't hide from you anywhere."

Liu Xiu did not hesitate to walk over and sit next to Wang Mang.

"This must be Emperor Guangwu of Han. I've long admired you." Chen Ou shook hands with Liu Xiu respectfully. After all, Liu Xiu was one of the emperors he admired most.

Although he and his good friend Wang Mang were enemies, it didn't matter.

"Emperor Guangwu of Han?" Liu Xiu was stunned.

"Uncle Wen, this is your posthumous title." Su Jiahe explained.

"Oh, I see. Guangwu, future generations have a very high opinion of me." Liu Xiu nodded with satisfaction.

"He is still Guangwu. Summoning meteorites to hit people is not fair at all and is simply unethical." Wang Mang muttered in a low voice.

"Who summoned the meteorite? It's just bad luck." Liu Xiu glared at Wang Mang again. "If I could summon a meteorite, would I need to send troops? I would have crushed you to death long ago."

"Brother Wang, don't say that about Emperor Guangwu. He was a great leader who revived the Han Dynasty and made great contributions to both the Han Dynasty and future generations," said Chen Ou.

"Okay, he's awesome." Wang Mang immediately shut up.

In fact, Wang Mang, who had read history, also agreed with Liu Xiu's achievements. However, after he traveled through time, he believed that he could do better, but unexpectedly he was defeated, and he was still a little depressed.

"Since everyone is here, I'll open another bottle of wine." Chen Ou said, and took out another bottle of foreign wine from the depths of the cabinet and brought it to the table.

"This bottle of wine is quite old. Brother Chen, how come you have so many bottles of wine here?" Wang Mang was very surprised when he saw the year on the bottle.

"You forgot, this was also prepared for you back then." Chen Ou said, opened the wine and poured a glass for everyone.

They drank and chatted until midnight. Wang Mang and Liu Xiu were both drunk, and they unexpectedly put aside their past grudges and became brothers.

"Brother Liu, you are better than me. I am indeed not fit to be the emperor." Wang Mang raised his wine glass high.

"Brother Wang, everything is over. Don't bear a grudge against me. Just stay here and enjoy your remaining years." After Liu Xiu finished speaking, he drank the wine in the glass.

"Okay, we still have to go out tomorrow, so let's go back early." Su Jiahe and Chen Ou helped the two into the car together.

The next morning, as soon as Liu Xiu went out, Wang Mang chased him out.

"Jia He, are there any tickets left? I'd like to go with you. I've been there before, so I can be your tour guide."

"Okay." Su Jiahe booked a ticket for Wang Mang and drove the two of them to the high-speed rail station. They first arrived at the provincial capital of Hexi, then rented a car and headed northwest.

When Liu Xiu first arrived in the afterlife, he was curious about everything, just like other tourists.

"Miss Su, I never thought that after two thousand years, it would only take one day to reach Hexi. It used to take several months."

"Of course, many things today seemed like magic two thousand years ago."

"Yes, if I hadn't seen you, my brother, I would have thought I had arrived in a fairyland." Liu Xiu laughed, "But since you are also from the future, why didn't you build these things in the Han Dynasty? If you had, I wouldn't be able to defeat you."

"Uncle Wen, these modern things can't be made by one person. Besides, he suddenly traveled to the Han Dynasty and brought nothing with him. He can only make some simple things based on his memory."

"No wonder you know how to make calipers," Liu Xiu looked at Wang Mang. "You know what, they're quite useful. I also heard that your wife wears a half-skirt at home. I just realized today that many people in later generations dress like this."

"You bunch of dirty people, why would you care about what my wife wears?" Wang Mang covered his face with his hands, angry and ashamed.

"Short skirt? Okay..."

Su Jiahe secretly complained in her heart that other time travelers were making soap, glass and gunpowder to promote the technological development of the era, but Wang Mang actually made a short skirt for his wife.