I have transformed into Fusu with a Taobao-level space, and my photographic memory is comparable to Baidu Cloud Disk.
I wanted to be a salted fish with peace of mind, but my father Ying Zheng forced me to be the king of rolls.
In the court, Li Si asked me about the way to govern the country, and I took out "The Whispering Language" with my backhand: "The Master said: If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die at night! I mean to find out the address of the enemy in the morning, and let him die where he is at night!"
The Confucian scholars were petrified on the spot, and Zhao Gao was so angry that he jumped to his feet.
The aroma of stir-fried vegetables filled Xianyang Palace, and refined salt made with local methods made the whole court cry.
Meng Tian looked at my "earth grenade" and was shocked: "Sir, is this a magic weapon from the Immortal family?"
I chuckled: "General Meng, this is called the power of science!"
Until the Huns attacked, I drove a tractor modified into a tank and shouted: "Great Qin cavalry, charge for me!"
Ying Zheng: "Fusu, do you call this 'a little understanding'?"
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I'm speechless. It's all about adding experience to others.