Sky Curtain: The opening scene explains the four major cases of the Ming Dynasty plus the early Ming

Above the sky, the sea of ​​fire seemed to burn through time and space, pouring the scorching heat and endless sorrow into the Fengtian Hall in the eleventh year of the Hongwu reign.

Empress Ma had slowly regained consciousness, but she simply leaned against Zhu Biao's chest, silently shedding tears. Her once bright eyes were now ashen, like burnt-out ashes.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood there, like a weathered stone statue.

The spurted blood congealed into a glaring dark red on the dragon robe on his chest, just like his heart that had been brutally crushed.

His son, his ber.

That child who could write poetry, paint, and tug at his clothes, asking him about the war in the northern frontier.

That's it, gone.

His chosen grandson, and the "wise minister" chosen by his grandson, drove his entire family to commit suicide by fire, leaving no trace of their remains!

"brute……"

A low, beast-like growl escaped Zhu Yuanzhang's throat.

He wasn't cursing Tianmu, nor was he cursing his descendants.

He's cursing his future self!

That old, blinded self, consumed by grief, who dug the graves for his own children and grandchildren with his own hands!

Beijing, the fifteenth year of the Yongle reign.

Zhu Di closed his eyes.

He dared not look again at the scene on the sky where his twelfth brother, Zhu Bai, was going to his death.

He feared he would lose control and immediately ordered that the families of Qi Tai, Huang Zicheng, and others be dug up from their graves and their bones crushed and scattered to the winds once more!

Yao Guangxiao stood beside him, and for the first time, a look of emotion appeared on the face of this prime minister in black.

"His Majesty,"

He said in a low voice, "Now I understand why you... had no other choice back then."

Yes, there was no other choice.

When your own brother is driven to his death, when the butcher's knife is hanging over your head, what else can you do but overturn this table?

Modern live streaming room.

The audience's emotions shifted from grief for the Prince of Xiang to anticipation for the upcoming "Jingnan Campaign".

"Damn them! Your Highness, Prince Yan, fuck these sons of bitches to death!"

"This isn't just a rebellion, this is revenge!"

"All I want to see right now is for the four idiots from Jianwen to have their heads rolled!"

As Zhu Dijun watched the boiling barrage of comments, his eyes grew increasingly cold.

"revenge?"

"Family members, do you think this is just a revenge war?"

His voice silenced everyone.

"Do you really think that my ancestor, the Prince of Yan, was facing just four dim-witted fools?"

"No."

Zhu Dijun shook his head, and his words seemed to suck the air out of all space and time at that moment.

"They're not stupid."

"Or rather, their stupidity is merely a cloak they use to mask their malice and ambition!"

"Because, in order to clear away the last and biggest obstacle to the reduction of the power of the feudal lords."

"They did something far more heinous and treasonous than forcing the Prince of Xiang to his death!"

Zhu Dijun paused, each word sounding as if squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a metallic taste.

"They...killed their lord!"

boom!!!

If everything before was just thunder...

Those two words were like a bolt of purple lightning that tore the sky apart, striking the crown of every member of the Zhu family with perfect accuracy!

In the eleventh year of the Hongwu reign, at the Fengtian Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who had just caught his breath, had his pupils dilate to the extreme in an instant!

He suddenly looked up, staring intently at the sky, his facial muscles contorted with extreme shock.

We...were killed?

By whom?

Zhu Yunwen?!

That grandson to whom he poured all his heart and soul in his later years, even at the cost of destroying his own interests to put him on the throne… Kill him?!

This...this is impossible!

This is a million times more absurd and a million times more vicious than that unofficial history of "having an affair with his daughter-in-law"!

"No...impossible..." Zhu Yuanzhang muttered to himself. He couldn't believe it, let alone accept it.

Above the sky, Zhu Dijun seemed to know how shocking this news was. He did not draw a conclusion immediately, but began to present evidence.

"Family members, let's look at a specific time point first."

A line of large text appeared on the PPT.

He died on March 20th of the 28th year of the Hongwu reign (April 9th, 1395) at the age of 39.

He died of illness at the Prince of Jin's residence in Taiyuan on the 12th day of the third month of the 31st year of the Hongwu reign (March 30, 1398), at the age of 41.

"The King of Qin and the King of Jin were the two most senior and powerful border kings at the time, besides the King of Yan."

"Their successive deaths were a huge blow to Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang."

"But it was at this moment that Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze, like never before, focused on his only remaining and most capable son—the Prince of Yan, Zhu Di!"

The scene shifted, revealing a yellowed imperial edict clearly displayed before everyone.

That was a commendation edict personally written by Zhu Yuanzhang to Zhu Di in April.

Zhu Dijun's voice, carrying a weighty sense of history, slowly recited:

"Of all my sons, you alone possess exceptional talent and wisdom. With the deaths of Qin and Jin, you are now my eldest son. Who else but you is capable of repelling external threats and securing internal stability?"

"Family members, listen to this!"

"Who else but you is capable of pacifying both external threats and internal strife?"

"What is this? This is not an ordinary commendation, but a political entrustment! It is telling Zhu Di that your two elder brothers are gone, and from now on, the fate of the Ming Dynasty, both internal and external, rests on your shoulders!"

"This is practically a blatant indication that Zhu Di will be the most important and indispensable regent for the future Crown Prince Zhu Yunwen!"

"even……"

Zhu Dijun's voice was full of hints.

"Emperor Taizu, have you begun to waver and regret your choice of Zhu Yunwen, this kind-hearted, even weak, grandson?"

"Is he considering a more reliable successor, someone who can truly control this vast empire?"

These words struck Zhu Yuanzhang, the Hongwu Emperor, like a bolt of lightning!

He looked at the imperial edict, at the phrase "If not you, then who?", and then at the bewildered young Zhu Di not far away.

A chill that penetrated to the bone ran from the soles of his feet straight to his head!

He got it!

In the future, after losing his sons one after another, he realized Yunwen's weakness and began to rely on his fourth son again!

And what does this mean for some people?

This means the end of the world is coming!

"So," Judy Jun's voice was like the pronouncement of death.

"Just over a month after this imperial edict was issued."

"The 10th day of the intercalary fifth month of the 31st year of Hongwu."

"Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, who spent his life on the battlefield and was in good health, was still handling state affairs normally just a few days ago..."

"He has passed away."