[Time Travel + History + Male Protagonist + Career]
Committed to writing a more realistic story about a time-traveling little character
Chen Rui's diary
The sword of Qin hangs over the heads of the six kingdoms, and Chen Rui is the dullest edge on the tip of the sword.
His brick house still has the moisture of new mud, and it is separated from the thatched house where his ancestors lived by three generations of struggle. From the leaky straw mat to the hand that could hold the bamboo slips, he had indeed stepped out of the quagmire and became a person who was "touched by the side of the court" in the eyes of the villagers - but this "pillar" was too light, as light as the unedged copper sword at his waist. He could only reflect his small shadow when copying documents at the inn.
He's seen real edge. Last year, grain trucks passed through the county, and black-armored knights passed by in formation. The sound of horse hooves crushing the dust made his pen-holding hand tremble. Only then did he understand that he was not the beam supporting the country, but an iron filing that made up the sword body. Together with thousands of "Chen Rui", it was melted in the furnace and beaten by the forging hammer, giving the sword of Qin the cold light that pierced the times.
