The first time he went down the mountain to grab a fat sheep, he grabbed Xin Qiji's head. He told me to "go away" and I did.
Later, I recognized the eunuch as my godfather, and everyone in the world called me shameless. The saliva dried up in exchange for military pay and weapons.
Later, Hei Niu slapped the table: "My brother can also compose poetry!" My face turned the color of pig liver, and I choked out: "There is bright moonlight in front of my bed."
Many years later, Xin Qiji wrote Noun. I took the fleet and sailed to the sea.
