My Life as a Beggar

Lin Pingzhi froze in the ruined temple, with only deathly darkness in front of him. Then a voice exploded in his mind - "Daqian is not dead, the imperial line will last forever." The emperor system forcibly bound him, not to let him sit back and enjoy the blessings of others, but to let him, a beggar who was about to freeze to death, walk into the bully Zhao San's wine shop with ten copper coins, and force him to kneel down and admit his mistake. If it cannot be completed, erase it. He dragged his stump of leg through the snow, with blood and mud embedded in his fingernails, and ten copper coins in his palm. Everyone is waiting to see how this madman dies. But when Zhao San really knelt in front of him, Lin Pingzhi realized that the system didn't want him to survive, but for him to become something. Something that even he didn't dare to think about... Something. This is the story of a beggar who was forced to become emperor in troubled times. There are no golden fingers, only nails. Every step is a nail. If you step on it, the ground will be covered with blood.