In the first three years, summer, July.

As the saying goes, spring rain is as expensive as oil. And the spring rain in the first three years of the Yuan Dynasty is more expensive than usual. Until the beginning of summer, not a few drops of rain fell.

In fact, since last year, the world has been experiencing a major drought. Not only Guanzhong, but also Hebei and the Central Plains, there is smoke in the fields, and the scorching sun is burning.

After the great drought, there was another plague of locusts. Especially in the Qingzhou area, there are thousands of miles of red land, and the victims are not counted.

After a heavy snowfall last winter, there were not a few drops of rain in Guanzhong until this spring.

The leaders of Li Min and Qianqian all over the country are looking forward to it and waiting.

If it doesn't rain again...... Maybe it's really going to be nothing.

It was late at night, but the lights were still on in Wang Mang's study.

This is Chang'an, not Xindu.

In the first year of Yuanshou, after Wang Mang was recalled to Beijing, he only served his aunt, the Empress Dowager Wang Zhengjun. The center of power still seemed far away to him.

But soon followed, the death of the first emperor mourning the emperor.

On the day of his death, the Empress Dowager Wang Zhengjun drove to Weiyang Palace and took back the jade seal of the country. Subsequently, Wang Mang was worshiped as the Great Sima, recorded Shang Shushi, and was also in charge of military orders and forbidden armies.

After that, Wang Mang supported the succession of today's son, who was only nine years old at the time, and changed the Yuan Yuan in the following year, and it has been three years.

During these three years, he impeached He Wu and Gongsun Lu and removed them from their official positions. Later, he successively dismissed Shi Li, the Zhongtai servant, Nanjun Taishou Wujianglong, Taishan Taishou Ding Xuan, Hanoi Taishou Zhao Chang and other high-ranking officials of more than 2,000 stone on various charges, and deprived Gaochang Marquis Dong Wu and Guannei Marquis Zhang You of their titles.

And by the time Wang Mang received the title of Duke of Anhan, he already had a position under one person and above ten thousand. Even if there are still people who are dissatisfied with him, no one in the court can dare to fight with him face to face.

And the Son of Heaven is young, and the Empress Dowager is his aunt. As soon as the chapter should be played, it was naturally reviewed by Wang Mang first, and then submitted to the Empress Dowager. This major matter in the DPRK and China has almost been decided by him with a word.

It's just that his life is still simple. The mansion in Chang'an, compared to his title and power, is really a bit too small.

At this moment, in his small study, only the two of them sat opposite each other.

Wang Mang frowned, carefully flipped through the handful of bamboo slips in front of him, and then slammed on the case in front of him.

"Nonsense!"

Opposite him, kneeling sat a young man, who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, but who had already dressed as a Confucian scholar and wore a crown. A pair of big smart eyes stared at Wang Mang in front of him, and he didn't seem to be frightened by his anger at all.

"Why is the teacher angry?"

The young man asked, although his voice was immature, but his tone was very calm.

"Stupid."

Wang Mang spit out two words lightly, and then pushed the bamboo slip towards the young man in front of him with the back of his hand: "See for yourself." ”

The young man picked up the bamboo slip and swept his gaze up and down with ten lines at a glance, but after a moment, he finished reading the contents of the bamboo slip and put it back on the table.

It's a recital.

The chapter came from Kong Guang, the imperial master of the dynasty, in addition to sorting out and reporting the disaster situation in various places, he also attached his own suggestions at the end of the article-

The catastrophe is caused by the wrath of the heavens, when the Son of Heaven goes to Mount Tai, leads a hundred officials, sacrifices to the heavens and prays for rain, in order to feel the heavens.

After reading it, the young man also sneered and threw the bamboo slip on the case.

"Master Kong, I'm really confused."

"Old fool?" Wang Mang shook his head and sighed lightly: "Mu'er, you are still too young after all. ”

"So, what does the teacher think?" The young man who was called Mu'er frowned and asked.

Wang Mang lightly clasped a few cases with his fingers, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face: "When you are the master of the dynasty, you will not be unclear, right?" ”

"Ah......" Mu'er nodded, and suddenly realized: "The fourteenth grandson of Sage Kong." The teacher means ......"

"Kong Guang is just stupid, but not confused. Heaven and man are inducted, and the five virtues are always ...... If they want to maintain the status of their Confucian family, they naturally have to maintain this set of things that should have rotted a long time ago. Wang Mang looked at Mu'er with blazing eyes, and said in a deep voice: "This set...... Something that's going to be broken by us! ”

"Yes! Disciple understood! Mu'er nodded.

"And that's not the only thing that's going to be broken. Powerful landlords, heavy agriculture and suppression of business, circulation of precious metals, all these must be turned into dust of history, even ......" Wang Mang became more and more excited the more he spoke, and he couldn't help but wave his hand heavily, as if he had swept away those things with a huge broom.

He stood up excitedly, pushed open the window, and looked out at the night sky.

Wang Mang took a deep breath, and the cool air of early spring penetrated into his heart, making him can't help but feel excited. But the pride in my heart has always burned high.

"Even ...... Imperial, right, teacher? Mu'er also stood up and followed behind Wang Mang.

"Yes." Wang Mang turned his head sharply and squeezed Mu'er's shoulder hard: "Even the imperial system." One day, I will make this land no longer have an emperor! ”

"I ...... Naturally, I hope to see that day in my lifetime. But I know that the cause I want to fight for will not be accomplished overnight. So, that can only be hope. Wang Mang looked at the young man in front of him, and his eyes showed a young self.

"I understand, teacher." Mu'er knelt down on one knee in front of Wang Mang, looked up at her teacher, and had the same passionate ambition in her eyes as Wang Mang: "I...... Will be the heir of your will! ”

"Good." Wang Mang stretched out his hand and patted Mu'er's head, and then his brows suddenly furrowed slightly.

Out of nowhere, the cry of a fox sounded, sharp and poignant.

The cry was sent into the study by the night breeze and into Wang Mang's ears, and if he listened carefully, he could vaguely distinguish the fox cry, which was like a human language.

"The Emperor Lost His Mother...... The heavens are angry......"

"The Emperor Lost His Mother...... The heavens are angry......"