"Thank you, Mr. Wansheng, for saving your life." Yang Da respectfully kowtowed to the old master.

"I didn't save you, it's my dog." The old master pointed to Huang Ergou under his feet.

"Thank you, Brother Dog." Yang Da directly kowtowed to Huang Ergou again.

Don't ask why he knelt down to a dog. The prison disaster in the feudal era was not for human beings. Just a smelly and filthy place can kill many people.

"It's easy to say, easy to say, the court is gloomy and mediocre people rule, what good idea does Brother Yang have?" Huang Ergou said expectantly.

Yang Da is not surprised that a dog can talk, because a parrot can talk, the power of a great Confucian is very miraculous, and it is easy to turn a stone into a spirit.

"When the villain was enlightened, he heard that the holy temple of the literati in the world used to have a spring and autumn pen, which could write all the truth. However, during the Xuanwu period of the previous dynasty, it was occupied by treacherous officials and no longer came out. This made the world more dark. matter." Yang Dayi said indignantly.

He suffered an innocent disaster for no reason. He was really unlucky.

It seems like a blessing in disguise, but what should I do next time I have to do something like this?

Do you expect the boss's post to save your life again?

"Chunqiu brushwork?" Huang Ergou thought to himself, isn't this Chunqiu brushwork just to fabricate facts to be taboo for the venerable?

This is the specialty of Confucianism.

No matter how good you are, if people don't write about you, you will be in vain.

It's like they praised countless Wen Zhenggong and Wen Zhonggong, each of them became famous in later generations, even including the one who shaved his head, which was spread by people.

But such a powerful book as "Tiangong Kaiwu" will be lost!

You must know that this book was first published by Song Yingxing, a famous scientist in the Ming Dynasty, in 1637. This era is not far away.

However, Zhu Xi's "Four Books Collected Notes" in the Southern Song Dynasty has been handed down until the end of the Qing Dynasty. Who is still learning this stuff?

On the contrary, "Heavenly Creation of Things" can still play a role in many places, at least it is useful to travel through the crowd.

Thinking of this, Huang Er felt angry again, and asked the old master, "Where is the Chunqiu pen now?"

"Hehe, of course it's in the hands of the royal family. You think treacherous ministers took it, hehe, that's just taking the blame for the emperor's idiot. The emperor thinks he's smart, and really thinks that no one else can see it." The old master said disdainfully.

"Why do you call the emperor stupid?" Huang Ergou asked puzzled, "Aren't you great Confucians trying to consolidate the emperor's rule?"

"Tch, you think we are stupid, we just want to use the emperor as a clay statue and worship it high." The old master shook his head.

Huang Ergou understood, and then he used the communication symbol to contact Li Chun and told him the news.

"Is it in the hands of the royal family?" Li Chun thought of Su Xiaodan who was in the cold palace.

...

The emperor was really a fool. He thought that it would be enough to put Su Xiaodan in the cold palace?

They have succubus and elf bloodlines, the kind that kills both men and women, and eunuchs of all ages don't let them go.

Within half a month, the old concubines, eunuchs, and maids in the cold palace were all subdued by her.

The palace people who gave away leftovers and old clothes were also subdued by her.

It's just that the old emperor didn't know.

He has so many things to do every day, how can he have the time to take care of these low-level matters?

Li Chun contacted Su Xiaodan.

"Captain, you think of me!" Su Xiaodan said aggrievedly.

"Hmph, you didn't think of me when you were playing Gong Dou." Li Chun would not spoil this woman.

"I thought of you, but there are too many great Confucians here, and I can't pass on the news. There are great Confucians among the eunuchs, do you dare to believe it?"

"I can't believe it. Many eunuchs are more talented than great Confucians. Cut the gossip. Do you know the Spring and Autumn Pen?"

"I've heard about this. Some concubines privately said that whenever the old emperor did something wrong, he would take out the Spring and Autumn Brush and give it to the historian, so that they could write history according to their own wishes."

"Smart, you have to bear the price if you change it yourself, and let others change it, so others will bear the price. Can you find a way to get it?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Give the world the truth."

"Huh? Why do people in the world want the truth? They just want to live in an ignoble way."

"Stop talking nonsense, this is part of the main mission, do you really intend to stay in this world forever?" Li Chun urged.

"Okay, I'll find someone to steal it."

Su Xiaodan agreed.

Because she didn't agree, she would have to stay in the cold palace for the rest of her life, a place without a single man.

Her peerless face can only be shown to the eunuchs.

She came to one of the oldest concubines.

This concubine, surnamed Jun, is 92 years old.

She was a concubine whom the old emperor once loved. Later, his family members committed crimes and offended the Great Confucianism, and the great Confucianism's statement made the old emperor have to bear the pain and deal with the family.

And even though this concubine thinks she is unlucky, it is impossible for her to stay by the emperor's side anymore, and it is already the best result if she is not given death.

"Grandma Jun, have you heard of Chunqiu brush?" Su Xiaodan didn't hide, and asked right away.

"I've heard that it's a magical pen that can only write in the sky, so that people in the world can see it when they look up. It has a white pen holder and golden tail hair, and it can write without dipping in ink."

"How do you know such details?" Su Xiaodan asked in surprise.

"Because I have not only heard of it, but also used it. When I was favored by the emperor, I took it and wrote a few words. Now that I think about it, it must have something to do with my falling out of favor later." Concubine Jun sighed with a sad face.

"Where is it usually kept?"

"Usually in the emperor's study room, never leave." Concubine Jun thought for a while.

Su Xiaodan thought for a while, and then used his charm to fool a new **** into looking for other eunuchs and maids related to the imperial study.

Two days later, a **** in charge of cleaning the study came to her.

After being charmed, the **** decided to steal the Chunqiu brush.

...

ten days later.

Su Xiaodan was playing with a writing brush, it was exactly the same as Junfei said, the whole body was white, only the hair was golden.

This is an artifact.

But it is also a professional artifact.

With it, Su Xiaodan cannot be invincible.

On the contrary, as long as he used it once, the emperor would immediately know that the brush was stolen, and sent people to look for it.

She was able to steal it only because it was not easy to use once.

No matter how good things are, without maintenance and use, they will become full of loopholes.

"Captain, I stole it, how should I give it to you?"

"I'm going to find you right now."

Li Chun had already made preparations.

That night, he got out from the ground and took Su Xiaodan away from the cold palace.

"NND, it can be regarded as leaving that shady place, the filthiest place in the whole world!" Su Xiaodan said fiercely ~lightnovelpub.net~ Haha, didn't you always want to play palace fights and become the queen mother? Why, can't be the queen mother, but become the king of the cold palace? "Huang Ergou laughed.

Now he is back to adult again, not because of the kindness of the old master, but because Li Chun used a precious restoration talisman.

"Get lost! Huang Ergou, do you think I don't know about the fact that you turned into a dog? You still want to be a hero, but you didn't realize that you didn't become a hero, you became someone else's dog first!" Su Xiaodan sarcastically said.

Li Chun didn't pay attention to the two of them, he held the Chunqiu brush and looked around.

He was thinking, how to use this thing?

It cannot be used by humans.

People are the most changeable. Being able to change means being adaptable.

But being able to change means that there is no justice.

Fairness should not be changed arbitrarily.

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