His might is clear, and the world is proud of him.
The legacy of the Qin Dynasty passed down to King Zhaoxiang for hundreds of generations. The wind on the wall of Xianyang Palace ruffled the sleeves of his robe, a single stroke of red ink was written on the history books, and a few comments were made by descendants.
I don't know that he was just a young boy when the shepherd's purse was green outside the capital of Qin.
The author's history is invalid. If there are any errors, please correct them.
It's just a short story with 10,000 words. Readers who want to read a long story should not go there by mistake.
Also, I'm a newbie, so I beg everyone to be kind.
Intention: Difficult to understand history