At the Beginning, He Fell into the Prosperous Tang Dynasty and Was Promoted by the Empress Herself.

When I opened my eyes, I became Empress Wu Mingkong's night servant. According to historical records, she will kill seven of her servants tonight just because the wrong place name was written in the memorial. When she walked towards me with a sword in hand, I was using modern water conservancy knowledge to annotate the Yellow River Memorial that she had wrongly criticized. The cinnabar pen clicked on the drawing: "If a dike is built here, it will collapse in three years." The moment the sword touched my throat, I blurted out: "Your Majesty, are you lonely?" Her pupils trembled violently, and the blood-stained sword fell to the ground with a clang. The next morning, I was promoted to the position of imperial minister, and the empress personally taught me how to write her name.