The dark tunnel was winding like a snake. Wei Jiu led the elite soldiers of Wei to sneak into the back garden of the Prince's Mansion. Fusu created the new Qin paper and Qin pen and opened official schools. The yields of strange rice varieties were astonishing. The dream of the rejuvenation of the survivors of the Six Kingdoms was on the verge of collapse. Wei Jiu did not hesitate when Yan Le secretly reported the assassination of Fusu - the person who hated Fusu the most in the Qin Dynasty must be Zhao Gao. Deep in the main hall, I put down the bamboo slips, and Cao Zhengchun appeared from the shadow: Master, everything is ready. He lowered his head and whispered: Wei Jiu has entered the house. I looked at the billowing night fog in the courtyard: Close all the palace doors. Don't let anyone go.
