I Am a Mote of Dust, but I Want to Be a Mountain

My name is Gu Shanqing, a small official in charge of water transportation in Qingzhou City. >When I counted the tributes that day, I found that a box of jade pieces given by the emperor was missing. >The next day, my immediate boss died at home with my inspection stamp stuck in his chest. >Under the city-wide arrest warrant, I fled to the bitter cold land of the north with my old sword box on my back. >Three years later, I became the military advisor of the Beimang Cavalry and led the army south. >When the troops came to the city, the fiancée who framed me back then stood at the top of the city. >She asked with a smile: "Shan Qing, do you know where that box of jade bis went?" >I took off the sword box, and there was half a blood-stained jade seal inside. >"Of course I know," I looked in the direction of the palace, "it got the emperor's head."