Dressed as an official slave in the weaving room of the Qin Dynasty, I stirred up the storm in Xianyang with an improved loom. Did the First Emperor want to build a straight road? I offer shuttle weaving, weaving ten pieces of cloth a day! Zhao Gao wants to cut off my financial path? I backhandedly sold the loom drawings to the survivors of the Six Nations. But when I weaved the first piece of 'Tianji Brocade', everyone in the court knelt - there was actually a map of Kyushu hidden in this cloth! The First Emperor narrowed his eyes: 'Who are you? 'I laughed: 'Your Majesty, I just want to weave a few more pieces of cloth to save my life. '
