Chariot Emperor

I have had many names in my life. In the market, I was the driver Agui who was scolded by others. In the court, I am Qin Gui, a ruthless official who frightens corrupt officials and powerful officials. In the Mobei military camp, hundreds of thousands of cavalry greeted me as "Ming Gong". They said that I was the most noble child in the Qin Palace. But that night, a fire broke out on the palace wall and burned all my relatives. Later, someone asked me, why didn't I proclaim myself emperor and restore the Qin Dynasty? I looked at the mountains and rivers that were once again engulfed in war, and I thought of the refugees dying of cold and starvation beside the carriage shafts, and of the old farmers in the Dharma Hall crying with joy over the new laws. What I want to build is not a dynasty that only belongs to the surname Ying. "If you ask what this heart is like, a bright moon shines on the Qin Dynasty." History has never gone far, and it will usher in the coldest and gentlest dawn in my hands.