Weiyang Palace, Changxin Palace, courtyard.

This is the residence of the Empress Dowager Wang Zhengjun.

In the afternoon, the daylight is just right. There were only two people in the courtyard, and the rest of the eunuchs and palace maids were all dismissed.

Wang Mang supported the Empress Dowager, who was also his aunt Wang Zhengjun, and walked slowly in the courtyard.

She's old. At the age of eighty, even if she is the empress dowager, rings her bells every day, and has the imperial doctor to take care of her wholeheartedly, it is still a miracle to be able to live to this age.

Her hair was gray, and her body was as clumsy as a dead tree. The beautiful face when I was young is just a passing cloud when I get old. The wrinkled skin was full of furrow-like wrinkles, and no matter how luxurious the clothes were worn, it was difficult to hide the heavy twilight. Even the half-closed eyes were gray and dull, without any brilliance.

The sun is shining on me, warm. Walking around the courtyard twice, Wang Zhengjun raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the sun overhead.

It was glaring, but it brought her warmth and even gave her life.

And the Great Han is the same - no, it should be said, a being greater than the sun. The sun rises and sets, but the big man does not. The Great Han should always hang in the sky, always radiate light, and be an inviolable existence.

Nothing can compare to the brilliance of the sun, not even the Wang family from which he was born.

She is the daughter of the Wang clan, but she has been in this Weiyang Palace for much longer than in the Wang clan.

For more than 50 years, from the queen, to the queen mother, and then to the current queen mother...... Wang Zhengjun's body has been deeply branded with the imprint of the Han Dynasty.

And Wang, under her protection, has been enjoying the most abundant sunshine.

Let the family she came from soak up the sun to the fullest, and even occupy the most sunshine, which is all good, and it is what she wants.

But lately, she has become more and more vaguely aware that something she doesn't want is about to happen, maybe even ...... It's happening.

"Auntie, are you tired?"

Wang Mang lowered his head slightly, and whispered to Wang Zhengjun, who was supporting him, "Do you want to ...... Go take a break? The sun is almost setting. ”

"Nope." Wang Zhengjun slowly raised his head, stared at Wang Mang, and said softly in a deep and old voice: "It is precisely to take advantage of the good sun to walk more." ”

"But that's going to fall after all." Wang Mang raised his head, looked at the sun that had gradually slanted westward, and seemed to smile: "It's better to go back as soon as possible before it falls." After sunset, the wind is strong. ”

"Even if it falls for a while, it will eventually rise again. This is the avenue between heaven and earth, and it will never change. Wang Zhengjun paused lightly on the crutches in his hand, and his words became more hurried.

She looked at Wang Mang and added: "No one can change it." ”

"Really?" Wang Mang looked up at the sun in the sky, suddenly laughed, and recited a strange verse: "For the sake of sacrifice and ambition, dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky...... Auntie, you may feel the pride and ambition in this? ”

"You...... What did you say! ”

Wang Zhengjun's complexion changed suddenly, his originally low-hanging eyelids suddenly raised, and the essence in his eyes burst out, not at all like an old woman who was already over eighty years old.

I said...... This sun, even if it is replaced, does not matter. Wang Mang helped the Empress Dowager, found a place in the courtyard to sit down, and then said softly.

"You make it clear to the old body! What are you going to change! Jujun! ”

Wang Zhengjun did not sit down, holding the top of the cane tightly with both hands, staring at Wang Mang's face, like a lion that had aged for a long time, still shaking the majesty of the past.

"Auntie, I need power." Seeing that Wang Zhengjun did not sit down, Wang Mang shook his head, sat down by himself, and looked at his aunt's angry face without any nervousness.

There is no need to disguise it anymore. Now, the time has come to have to be honest with each other.

"Power? Isn't what you have now? Wang Zhengjun knocked on the crutches again: "From the Taishi, to the Duke of An Han, to the current Emperor!" Even the infant has been the crown prince for three years, and he has not succeeded to the throne! ”

Her voice wasn't too loud, and her speed wasn't too fast, but even so, anger was still an extremely physically demanding thing. Wang Zhengjun gasped twice before continuing: "Jujun, you really don't have any need to go further!" The Wei clan has been wiped out by you, and the Fu clan and the Ding clan have long disappeared from this court. You have no opponents, no one to stand in your way. Your power has long been at its peak in Dahan! What more could you want! ”

"It's not enough."

Wang Mang shook his head slightly: "Auntie, really, it's not enough. ”

He also stood up and stood in front of Wang Zhengjun. The slender old man, barely as tall as his chest, looked up at him angrily.

"I need more power, not only more than I have now, but even ......"

Wang Mang paused, and there was a strange fanaticism in his eyes: "Even, there are more than the framework of the big man can accommodate." ”

Wang Zhengjun stared deeply into the eyes of his nephew, and suddenly as if he had been stabbed with a needle, his whole body shrank involuntarily, and the expression on his face changed from threat to shock.

She originally thought that what her nephew was pursuing was just the same as all the relatives who had appeared in the Han Dynasty in the past two hundred years, just glory, wealth and power.

As a relative, he should have been satisfied a long time ago when he climbed to his current position.

But he ...... But it still doesn't seem like that's enough.

The strangest thing is that what he said to himself at the moment was clearly naked snatching, but his expression and eyes did not reveal even the slightest bit of selfish desire.

On the contrary, it is full of fanaticism, piety, and some things that Wang Zhengjun himself can't explain.

He's in a frenzied pursuit of power. But power is not his goal, but only a means.

So...... After gaining what he thought was enough power, what would be the real purpose?

"You...... What exactly do you want! Tell the old man, Jujun! ”

Wang Zhengjun needed to use all his strength to hold on to his crutches and prevent himself from falling to the ground.

"I want to ...... Do you want it? ”

Wang Mang suddenly laughed, and then stretched out his hand and gently supported his aunt's shoulder. Wang Zhengjun moved slightly, but in the end he still didn't dodge.

"What I want, it's actually very simple."

Wang Mang's deep voice, as if demonic, gently spit out in his aunt's ear.

"That's a ...... New world! ”