Shit

Walking on swords and shoes to the palace, riding horses to the royal court. The emperor smiled in apology, and the powerful ministers bowed their heads. No one would have thought that Qin He, who had millions of private soldiers and was as wealthy as his country, was initially just a lost dog in troubled times. A handful of private salt, a desperate struggle; "Ten days, three thousand catties, bet on my Qin He's head!" A jade hairpin, a story of intrigue; "A mere untouchable from southern Xinjiang has come this far, he should be satisfied." Once rich, a joke from the nobles... "Qin He, the fourth and third son of the Xie family? What kind of a piece of shit is he?" Standing at the bottom of this world, Qin He has only one life. Refining gold from evil waters, Gather forces in the poor mountains! As he climbed to higher positions step by step. Finally, the mountains and rivers are under your control!