Qin lost its deer, and the whole world chased it away. But this time, there was an additional name among the contestants that shouldn't exist.
In the thirty-seventh year of the First Emperor's reign, he stayed at the Sand Dune Palace. When Chen Che, a graduate student in the history department, opened his eyes, he became the nineteenth son of Qin Shihuang - a transparent man whose name was not even left in the history books. No foundation, no reputation, no military power, just a head that knows what will happen next.
His father is dying. Zhao Gao is sharpening his knife. Fusu is waiting to die. And he knew every step of Jiao Zhao, how the troubled times came about, and who had the last laugh - every word of the 30,000-word graduation thesis was the answer.
You know, you know. Whether he can survive or not is another matter.
Since the Qin Dynasty is about to fall, then let it fall. He only asked: Why them? Why can't it be me?
