History is like a broken bronze mirror, and every fragment reflects the same face - the face of a subjugated king.
Ying Huhai was reborn with the sword scars of Wangyi Palace, but found that the collapse of the empire was never due to one person being too evil, but because everyone was doing what they thought was right. Zhao Gao said that the deer is like a horse, not because he wants to destroy Qin, but because he has been afraid all his life and has forgotten what he is afraid of. Li Si Shaqiu conspired not to usurp the throne, but because he believed that only he could uphold the laws of the First Emperor. Xiang Yu rushed to Xianyang not to become emperor, but to prove that he could lift the heaviest thing in the world.
This is not the story of an emperor's mind. It is a story about a person who wants to teach a group of people who have been afraid of their whole lives to "not retreat".
The Wei River flows from west to east, but when the water reaches a certain level, it becomes too cold to freeze.
Every moment when they should retreat, they took a step forward. I went wrong countless times, but I went right the last time.
The copper drain is still dripping. This time it didn't feel like a reminder, it felt like a pulse.
