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

"beggar!"

These two words are like a lightning bolt that pierces through the ages, cleaving through all barriers of perception across time and space.

Shocked!

An unparalleled and breathtaking experience!

The Qin Dynasty, Xianyang Palace.

Emperor Qin Shi Huang stood with his hands behind his back. For the first time, he did not look at the vast map of the territory, but stared intently at the sky. The light in his eyes was even more intense than when he conquered the six kingdoms.

"To slay a dragon with the body of an ant..."

"Excellent! Excellent, Zhu Yuanzhang!"

"Throughout my life I have sought immortality and enlightenment, yet I never knew that the greatest miracle in this world would occur among mortals!"

The Great Tang Dynasty, Taiji Hall.

Li Shimin slowly sat back on the dragon throne, but felt that the throne was a little hot.

He looked at Changsun Wuji beside him, his voice hoarse.

"Auxiliary machine, do you believe it?"

Changsun Wuji's Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed hard. He bowed and said, "Your Majesty... I believe you. History books may lie, but the reverence of future generations cannot."

Yes, you can't fool people.

A tyrant will never have countless people spontaneously coming to worship him six hundred years later.

Only true heroes whose achievements will last for millennia can enjoy this honor!

And at this moment, in the twilight of those dynasties, in those corners shrouded in hunger and despair.

This ray of sunlight, however, illuminated a completely different scene.

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, in a dilapidated temple outside Haozhou City.

A beggar, starving to the bone, watched the boy named "Zhu Chongba" in the sky, watched him wander, watched him beg, watched him join the army...

In the end, I watched him reign supreme!

For the first time, a spark ignited in the beggar's cloudy eyes.

He looked down at the broken bowl in his hand, then at his equally numb companions beside him.

He suddenly stood up!

"Zhu Chongba... Alright!"

A few words were squeezed out from his hoarse throat.

"We... can do it too!"

"We're all going to die anyway! What a worthless life! Why not do what he did and take a gamble!"

"It's better to die fighting than to starve!"

A roar ignited the entire dilapidated temple!

At this moment, countless numb eyes lit up simultaneously!

Not just at the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

At the end of the Western Jin Dynasty, refugees were everywhere.

At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, widespread suffering and devastation ensued.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, war broke out everywhere.

In every corner where people struggled to survive, countless "Zhang San" and "Li Si," countless beggars and refugees who were destitute and starving, saw a glimmer of hope in the endless darkness after reading about Zhu Yuanzhang's experiences!

Why should kings and nobles be born with a special destiny?!

That man named Zhu Yuanzhang has given the most resounding answer with his life!

……

In front of the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum.

Judy Jun ignored the terrified "history inventors".

He straightened his clothes, walked slowly to the incense table, and respectfully lit three incense sticks.

He first bowed deeply three times to the majestic mausoleum.

"Ancestor, Zhu Yuanzhang, your unworthy descendant Zhu Dijun has come to see you."

His voice, no longer as passionate as during the live broadcast, was filled with the reverence and respect of a junior for his ancestor.

"Rest assured, the China you restored after driving out the barbarians is doing very well now."

"Although... there are still wolves and tigers outside, lurking around, their desire to destroy us never dies. Inside, there are also some spineless cowards who have forgotten their roots and whose legs have been crippled by the washing."

"But the fire you lit is still burning!"

"Our generation has not forgotten! We remember your achievements and your entrustment. We can protect this land!"

After he finished speaking, he turned to the side, where the position of Empress Ma was located.

"Grandma Ma, you were the best daughter-in-law in our Zhu family, and the best empress in the world. If you are watching over us from heaven, please bless our China with good weather, abundant harvests, and peace and prosperity."

Finally, Zhu Dijun's gaze fell on the east side, which was the direction of the tomb of Crown Prince Zhu Biao.

His eyes became complex and filled with regret.

He lit three incense sticks again and bowed from afar.

"Crown Prince, everyone says you are benevolent and kind, a virtuous heir who is rare throughout history."

"Unfortunately, he did not live long enough."

Zhu Dijun sighed, turned around, and faced the camera again.

"Family members, when talking about the Crown Prince, we have to mention a very interesting phenomenon in history."

"Those are the four tragic princes of feudal dynasties."

His words instantly attracted the attention of all time and space.

The princes, especially the crown princes, perked up their ears.

In the Great Qin Dynasty, Fusu's face turned pale.

Upon hearing the name "Great Han," Liu Ju's heart tightened.

In the Tang Dynasty, Li Chengqian's palms began to sweat.

Judy Jun's voice rang in their ears, like a fateful pronouncement.

"The first one is Prince Fusu of Qin. He was kind-hearted and opposed the burning of books and burying of scholars alive, but he was forced to die in Shangjun by a forged imperial edict."

"The second one is Liu Ju, the Crown Prince of the Great Han Dynasty. He was also benevolent and kind, but he was forced to raise an army due to the 'Witchcraft Persecution'. In the end, he was defeated and committed suicide, and his whole family suffered a calamity."

"The third one is Li Chengqian, the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty. He was originally a talented prince with both literary and martial skills, but his personality changed drastically due to a leg ailment. He eventually turned to rebellion and was deposed and reduced to a commoner."

"The fourth one is our Ming Dynasty's Crown Prince Yiwen, Zhu Biao. He was the culmination of half of Emperor Hongwu's life and was hailed as the most perfect successor, but he died young, leaving behind endless regrets."

Zhu Dijun paused, his gaze sweeping across the void, as if he could see those resentful souls.

"Family members, have you noticed?"

"These four princes all share a common characteristic—benevolence and virtue."

"They are all good people, good crown princes who want the people to live a good life."

"But in the end, their fates were all more tragic than the last."

Why?

Instead of giving a direct answer, Zhu Dijun changed the subject and quoted a line from a later film or television drama.

His tone became low and chilling.

"Because, in this world, the most difficult official position is neither that of an emperor nor a prime minister."

"It's the Crown Prince!"

"It's harder than being an emperor!"

boom!

These words, like a thunderclap, struck precisely into the hearts of all the princes throughout the ages!

Datang.

Li Chengqian suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot!

Correct!

That's it!

The Emperor is like the heavens, an inviolable being!

His younger brothers below were eyeing him covetously, wishing they could devour him alive!

Of all the civil and military officials in the court, most are either his father's or his brothers'. How many of them truly care about him, the crown prince?

He's like a target on a fire; to go further is to overstep his bounds, to retreat is to be incompetent!

It's good that you did a good job.

If you don't do well, you're unworthy of your position!

Who can understand this feeling?!

Ming dynasty.

Zhu Biao was also startled, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

He looked at his fourth brother, Zhu Di, who was kneeling on the ground not far away, with a complex expression, and felt a mix of emotions.

My father's expectations are as heavy as Mount Tai.

The younger brothers' ambitions are like an undercurrent.

He, too, walks on a tightrope every day, as if treading on thin ice.

On the sky, Zhu Dijun's voice continued.

"As an emperor, you can be decisive in killing and ruthless, and have absolute authority over the country."

"But you're not fit to be the crown prince!"

"You must be respectful to the emperor, loving to your brothers, and humble to your ministers."

"The power you hold was given to you by the emperor, and he can take it back at any time. The ministers around you belong to the emperor, not to you."

"You live under everyone's most rigorous scrutiny, and you can't afford to make even the slightest mistake!"

"Because you are the crown prince."

"He is a living, breathing, 'perfect' moral exemplar!"

Judy looked at the camera and finally let out a long sigh.

"Therefore, the tragedy of Crown Prince Biao was perhaps already destined from the moment he was made Crown Prince."