I was born into a poor family. My father, a carriage driver, was hit and killed while driving his carriage back to the city on a rainy night. The murderer was nowhere to be found. My mother was an uneducated country woman who could only do some needlework. After my father passed away, she supported the family by making shoes and mending clothes for others. I also have a younger brother who is just one month old. And this year, I am seven years old...
Intention: Emperor loves and hates