I Lived in Daqin for Thirty Years in Vain

"The world has been suffering from Qin for a long time!" Tui looked at the wind and clouds rolling in the sky, his old eyes were cloudy, and his wrinkled face was full of vicissitudes of life. "Thirty years have passed and nothing has been accomplished. I am ashamed of my future generations, and I am even more unworthy of being the successor of communism! That's all, I changed my name to Zang. I don't want to be a troublemaker!" After all, the old man who had just killed the First Emperor revealed his true nature in the last sentence, and then slumped powerlessly on the homemade bench... Four years later, Zang, who was sitting on the imperial chair, said what he had hidden in his heart for a long time: "This is just an accident. My heart is actually still red..." This book is also called "Half a Life of Destitution and Mediocrity"