All are four words per beat, amazing!

The stone tablet is full of words.

Li Si wiped the sweat, and his left hand holding the chisel was extremely sore, and his palms were worn out and blood blisters were exposed.

He can only praise the merits of the First Emperor, and he cannot use the hands of others. This is the supreme glory!

Don't worry, you are indeed very famous in the future.

Of course, it's not because of your words.

"Your Majesty for ten thousand years, and the Qin Dynasty for ten thousand years!"

Qin Shihuang smiled and looked at Bai Ji, "The immortal master is also very talented, why would he write a few words?"

In the Peach Blossom Land, Bai Ji has a lot of graffiti, and the three hundred Tang poems are basically all above.

Come on, it’s your turn to pretend...it’s engraving!
Chapter completed!