Hanmo, Young Man, You Know Too Much

"Everyone in the world knows me as Zhang San, but this name is originally a prison that others casually created." I am Zhang Jue, an amnesiac who doesn't even know where he came from. When he was twelve years old, he was picked up from the snow by a child riding a donkey. He gave me a name "Zhang Jue" and fine clothes, but the first thing I learned was to lie - "From now on, you will be Zhang San." This child is a descendant of the Yellow Emperor and the controller of the Salt and Iron Empire. He asked me to play chess for him in Luoyang, buy shoes for him in Zhuojun, and teach the Taiping Sutra to him in the Yellow Turban Army... But he himself always stood in the shadow of history, treating the people of the world as chess pieces on the chessboard. "The last lesson he taught me was when he left Yangguan in the west without me." I tried to find my own way. Fight the crossbow across the boundary bridge, steal the grain from Wuchao, break the bridge across Dangyang, and fan the wind across Chibi. When I pinched Zuo Ci's neck in full view of Cao Cao, Zhang Liao, Jia Xu, and Xu Chu. But I got a ridicule: Young man, you know too much!