The Bright Moon Shines on Qin Shi

In the forty-seventh year of King Zhaoxiang of Qin, Changping reigned. Gao Xin crawled out from the pile of corpses of 400,000 Zhao soldiers and bound the Imperial Industry System. The system said: Save Bai Qi and share life. He saved. Lifespan halved. The system said: Save Ying Zheng and share life. He saved. Lifespan is halved again. The system said: Save Fusu and share life. He saved again. Lifespan is halved again. From that day on, Bai Qi's sword will no longer grow old, Ying Zheng's empire will no longer collapse, and Fu Su's benevolent government will no longer be interrupted. Only Gao Xin himself is getting older year by year. He taught Ying Zheng the art of emperorship, and Ying Zheng called him sir. He accompanied Bai Qi to discuss military affairs, and Bai Qi called him Zixuan. He paved the way for Fusu, and Fusu called him teacher. In Qingya Academy, there was also a female instructor named Ying Zhao, who kept the lights of his workshop on for him all his life. Everyone thought that he was the imperial master of Qin. Only he knows - he is just a candle. Once it's burned, it's gone. But he has no regrets. Because there were hundreds of names engraved on the wooden tablet in his arms. Sue. Wall. Amu. Qiwu. Black season. Season. Those who should have been forgotten by history, he remembered for them. Many years later, the Qin flag was planted all over the world, and envoys from all over the world paid homage to Xianyang. Someone found a wooden tablet with names engraved on it and an old spinning wheel with dates engraved on it in the back hill of Qingya Academy. No one knew whose it belonged to. But everyone knows that there was once a person who spent his life saving the Qin Dynasty from two thousand years of detours.