Traveling to Da Qin, he became the poorest Li Zheng in Dongsanli.
He thought he could only squat on the threshold and drink cold porridge in this life, until he carved a piece of bamboo - "East Three Miles is Zhao Ce". There is a line of small words on the back: Hold a certificate to work, specializing in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction.
A local snake breaks down the door? Qin law disposal.
Xianyang order threatens? Return it face to face.
Zhao Gao sent someone to check the accounts? Destroyed your young manor.
Others rely on their fists to become a gangster, while he relies on rules to become a gangster.
The more tables he overturned, the more chairs tried to topple him.
But he doesn't look back.
The ashes of the big cow at the foot of Lishan Mountain have not yet cooled down, Granny Wang's porridge is still hot on the stove, and the lame yellow dog is still waiting for him at the entrance of the alley.
Some people say that he is the biggest disaster in Xianyang City.
The First Emperor was sitting in the imperial study, after approving the last memorial, he asked:
"Where is that gangster who came to work with a certificate now?"
