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

Inside Xianyang Palace, a chilling, murderous atmosphere permeated the air. Ying Zheng withdrew his gaze from Fusu, finally settling on Huhai, who was slumped in a heap, and Zhao Gao, who was trembling like a leaf.

"Put Huhai and Zhao Gao in the imperial prison."

His voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority.

"Without my order, no one may visit or release them."

Upon hearing this, Hu Hai and Zhao Gao turned ashen-faced. They had expected to be executed immediately, but instead, they were only imprisoned. Was this a chance for survival, or just another period of torture?

However, no one could fathom Ying Zheng's thoughts. He simply wanted to see what tricks these two culprits, the "barbarians who destroyed Qin," could pull off under the "live broadcast" of the heavens.

He wanted them to see with their own eyes how they would gradually head towards their destruction.

He wants them to await their final judgment in despair.

Above the sky, Zhu Dijun seemed to sense the First Emperor's murderous intent that transcended time and space. He coughed lightly, trying to bring the atmosphere back to a relaxed state.

"Alright, family members, the 'domestic violence' situation in Da Qin has temporarily come to an end."

"Next, we're going to give Young Master Fusu some 'real stuff'."

He looked at the screen, his tone slightly teasing.

"If we assume that Prince Fusu can see my live stream now, then we might as well play him a 'tutorial'."

"Teach him how to transform from a naive and innocent boy into a qualified heir to the throne."

"Or rather, how to become a qualified 'Qin Er Shi' (Emperor Er Shi), or even... 'Qin Taizong' (Emperor Taizong of Qin)!"

These words caused an uproar throughout all time and space once again.

The Qin Dynasty, Xianyang Palace.

Fusu suddenly looked up, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

"Li Shimin's version of Fusu? Zhu Di's version of Fusu?"

"What...what does this mean?"

He had already seen the sky and understood Zhu Dijun's words. But "Li Shimin" was completely unfamiliar to him.

Zhu Di knew that the person in front of him, Zhu Dijun, was the 18th generation ancestor of the Ming Emperor Chengzu, who had given his father an extra 4 years of life as a filial son.

The live stream chat was instantly flooded with comments.

"Holy crap, Brother Jun is about to start his 'tutorial'!"

"Fusu: I'm devastated! What kind of hardcore tutorial is this?!"

Qin Shi Huang: My sons, hurry up and learn from this!

"Zhu Di: Wait, why is it 'Zhu Di version of Fusu'? I am Emperor Taizong of Ming! Not Fusu! You traitorous 18th generation descendant!"

Zhu Dijun completely ignored Zhu Di's "protest" and revealed his signature playful smile.

"Family members, I know you are all curious about who Li Shimin and Zhu Di are."

"Don't rush, let's start with the 'tutorial' and go through it together."

"After all, practice makes perfect!"

His fingers flew across the keyboard, and the image on the screen switched again.

This time, instead of an ancient map of territory, it's the interface of a modern video website.

The video title displayed above was: "[If Fusu were Li Shimin: The Xuanwu Gate Incident – ​​I used a counter-strategy to eliminate all the villains!]"

The video cover features a silhouette of a young man dressed in the attire of a prince from the Qin Dynasty, yet his eyes and brows exude the decisiveness and domineering presence of Emperor Taizong of Tang (Li Shimin).

"Family members, this video was made by a Bilibili UP (content creator)."

"He envisioned a scenario: if Fusu possessed Li Shimin's wisdom and skill, how would he have dealt with the Sand Dune Coup?"

"Now, let's witness together the wonderful performance of 'Li Shimin as Fusu'!"

As Zhu Dijun finished speaking, the video began to play.

Above the sky, the image was split in two.

On one side is the video content, and on the other side is the text introduction, which begins to popularize the history of Li Shimin and Zhu Di.

Li Shimin: The second emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and the second son of Emperor Gaozu of Tang, Li Yuan. He seized the throne through the "Xuanwu Gate Incident," ushering in the "Reign of Zhenguan," and was revered as the "Heavenly Khan." His governing abilities and military strategies serve as a model for emperors throughout history.

Zhu Di: The third emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the fourth son of Zhu Yuanzhang, the Hongwu Emperor. He seized the throne from his nephew Zhu Yunwen through the Jingnan Campaign, ushering in the "Yongle Prosperity," and is revered as the "Chengzu Emperor." His great talent, strategic vision, and achievements in both civil and military affairs made him a prominent ruler of the Ming Dynasty.

During the Zhenguan era of the Tang Dynasty.

Inside the Taiji Hall, Li Shimin sat upright. When he saw his name and achievements appear on the ceiling, a proud smile appeared on his face.

"Hmph, people of later generations do have some insight."

He looked at Changsun Wuji with a hint of pride in his eyes.

"Fuji, it seems that my 'Reign of Zhenguan' has become famous throughout the ages."

Changsun Wuji bowed and said, "Your Majesty's civil and military achievements are unparalleled throughout history and will surely be remembered for generations to come."

However, his expression changed slightly when he saw the video title.

"The Xuanwu Gate Incident?"

Li Shimin's smile also froze on his face.

His greatest stain upon ascending the throne was the bloody fratricide. Although he believed he had acted with a clear conscience and for the sake of the Tang Dynasty, the fact that it was mentioned so directly by later generations still made him feel somewhat displeased.

"These people of later generations certainly dare to speak their minds!"

The Ming Dynasty, the eleventh year of the Hongwu reign.

Inside the Fengtian Hall, Zhu Yuanzhang temporarily suspended his "education" of Zhu Di. He looked at the introduction of Li Shimin on the ceiling, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

"The Xuanwu Gate Incident?"

"To seize the throne from one's elder brother and force one's father to abdicate?"

Zhu Yuanzhang stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.

"That Li Shimin is quite a ruthless man."

He turned to look at Zhu Di, his eyes filled with a complex expression.

"Fourth brother, look at them."

"This is the true meaning of 'purging the emperor's inner circle' and the true meaning of 'setting things right'!"

"Unlike you, who created a 'Thirty-Fifth Year of Hongwu' that's turned our coffins upside down!"

Zhu Di shrank back, not daring to utter a sound. His biggest concern right now was his own name.

"Emperor Yongle?"

"This 18th-generation descendant of the rebels, how dare he still call me 'Emperor Chengzu'? Does he think his ancestor didn't get beaten enough? I may not be able to beat you, but I can definitely beat his rebellious son Zhu Gaosui in the future."

He clenched his fists in anger.

"Didn't we say it? We are Emperor Taizong! Emperor Taizong!"

The Forbidden City in the fifteenth year of the Yongle reign.

Zhu Di looked at the introduction of himself on the sky screen, first feeling proud, then angry.

"The Yongle Era of Prosperity!"

"Emperor Yongle?!"

"Here we go again! Here we go again!"

He slammed his hand on the table, making a loud noise.

"I am Emperor Taizong! Emperor Taizong!"

"That 18th-generation traitor, Judy Jun, did it on purpose, didn't he?! He did it on purpose, didn't he?!"

"Third brother, look what you've done!"

He was so angry he was practically fuming.

"And what the heck is this 'Zhu Di version of Fusu'?"

"You want me to play that 'fool' Fusu?!"

"Outrageous! This is utterly outrageous!"

Zhu Di roared repeatedly, feeling utterly humiliated. He, the mighty Yongle Emperor, the monarch who ushered in a golden age, was being asked to "play" a "fool" who had been ordered to commit suicide by his own father and deceived by treacherous officials?

This is absolutely ridiculous!

Zhu Gaosui, teased by his two older brothers, dared not even utter his usual catchphrase, "Arrogant!" for fear of being implicated by his unfilial descendants.

However, the video on the screen had already started playing.

In the scene, the "Li Shimin version of Fusu" dressed in the robes of a nobleman receives a secret letter from Xianyang.

The letter was earnest, stating that the First Emperor was seriously ill and ordering him to return to Xianyang immediately.

The face of the "Li Shimin version of Fusu" showed no joy, but rather a furrowed brow.

He handed the secret letter to Meng Tian beside him and asked in a deep voice.

"General Meng, what are your thoughts on this letter?"

Meng Tian took the letter, read it carefully, and then a look of doubt appeared on his face.

"My lord, His Majesty has always valued the position of Crown Prince. Now that he is seriously ill, he should issue an edict to the world and send a high-ranking official to summon him."

"It's strange that it's just a secret letter and there's no seal on it."

The "Li Shimin version of Fusu" nodded, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"The general is absolutely right."

"My father has always acted with integrity and uprightness. Even if he were seriously ill, he would not be so hasty."

"Moreover, although the handwriting in this letter imitates that of the Emperor, it subtly reveals a feminine quality, and is definitely not the Emperor's genuine handwriting."

He gave a cold laugh.

"It seems that some people in Xianyang are causing trouble."

Meng Tian was greatly alarmed.

"Young master, are you saying... someone forged the imperial edict?"

The "Li Shimin version of Fusu" slowly stood up, walked to the map, and his gaze fell on the direction of Xianyang.

"What was the purpose of forging an imperial edict?"

"They simply want to use the Emperor's name to depose and install a new emperor."

"And there are only two people in the court who are capable of doing such a bold thing."

He held up two fingers and said in a deep voice.

"First, Prime Minister Li Si."

"Secondly, Zhao Gao, the Chief of the Imperial Carriage Office."

Meng Tian's heart skipped a beat. He never expected that Prince Fusu would have such keen insight.

"Young master, how should we deal with this?"

The "Li Shimin version of Fusu" turned around, revealing a meaningful smile on his face.

"response?"

"No, General."

"We should turn the tables on them."

"Since they want to play, then we'll play along and make it big!"

As he spoke, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, as if he could already see a bloody storm about to break out in Xianyang.

The Qin Dynasty, Xianyang Palace.

Fusu stared in disbelief at "himself" projected onto the sky.

Is this...is this still him?

When did he become so decisive? So suspicious? So... ruthless?

He recalled the look in "his" eyes in the video, a sharp, hawk-like light he had never seen before.

Ying Zheng's expression at this moment became exceptionally interesting.

He gazed at the "Li Shimin version of Fusu" on the sky, his eyes flashing with a complex light. There was shock, admiration, and... a trace of regret.

If his Fusu truly possessed such cunning and skill...

Why did the Qin Dynasty perish after only two generations?!

He glanced down at Hu Hai and Zhao Gao, who were imprisoned in a corner of the hall, trembling with fear.

The killing intent in his eyes surged once more.