My name is Hiday Lowchan and I'm an artist. I work for the emperor, Kizeu Deungk. An architect, also, works for the emperor; his name is Dekuni Hasasso. Dekuni and I worked well together for a very long time. However, one day I made the best piece of artwork ever. I showed the emperor. He was astonished by how beautiful it was. Dekuni got a little jealous. That day, he ran out of the workshop in a furious manner. That night, I was out in the countryside painting and I heard voices that sounded familiar. It was Dekuni and his wife, Nisahor. I heard Dekuni say, "That showoff Lowchan. He thinks he's the best artist in the world. To me, his art looks like Kung pow chicken scratch."
             "His artwork is so horrible. I think all of his work should be burned and the ashes should be thrown into the Yangtze River." Exclaimed Nisahor.
             "I wish he would just die, so no one would ever have to endure the torture of looking at his work. Just looking at his artwork would push someone to commit suicide," Said Dekuni. Hearing them just sent me over the edge, so I devised a plan to eliminate Dekuni forever. I will make up a letter, writing in it that the previous emperor, who is dead, needs a palace up in the heavens. The letter will describe the means of transportation. They will build a big fire in the east corner of the royal courtyard and the architect will rise with the smoke. However, he wouldn't really rise with the smoke; his body will be incinerated in the fire and will never be seen again. You could just say that he would stay up in the heavens forever.
             The next day, I went out and got a piece of sheepskin and I bought a lot of black tea. I soaked the sheepskin in the black tea for two weeks. After the two weeks, I let the sheep skin dry in the sun for two weeks, so it would dry and be discolored to look aged. After it was dry, I took the skin and rubbed it in dirt. I fou...