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

Tungusic people, Buryat people!

These words, carrying a primitive, wild, and contemptuous connotation, were deeply imprinted in everyone's mind through the sky.

Compared to terms like "Mite-Cleanser" and "Tartar," this term is more blatant and undisguised!

It stripped away all pretense, pointing directly to the source of its bloodline.

Mite Clearing Time and Space.

Emperor Kangxi felt his blood surging in his chest and his vision blurring.

Throughout his life, he considered himself the legitimate successor of the Chinese nation, diligently studied Han studies, revered Confucianism and Taoism, and believed that his civil and military achievements were no less than those of any Han emperor.

In the end, in the eyes of later generations, all his achievements and all his pretense were torn to shreds by these six words!

He, Aisin-Gioro Xuanye, was just... a wild boar skin?

"Absurd! Utter nonsense!"

Emperor Gaozong of Qing Dynasty

Emperor Qianlong pointed at the sky and roared in exasperation.

"Our Great Qing Dynasty was ordained by Heaven to rule the Central Plains and is the successor to the throne! I am the Son of Heaven, how can I allow this mere child to defile me!"

His voice, however, carried a tremor that he himself was unaware of.

Because he was afraid.

He feared that what Zhu Dijun was about to say would completely destroy the very foundation of his, and indeed the entire Aisin Gioro clan's, legitimacy!

In other dimensions, however, there is a sudden uproar after a period of deathly silence.

In the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang clapped his hands and laughed so hard that tears almost streamed down his face.

"Wild boar skin! Hahaha! I love this word!"

"Fourth brother, listen to this! That's the most accurate way to refer to those barbarians!"

Zhu Di's lips curled into a cold smile as he looked at the pig's head bearing the name "Nurhaci" on the sky, his eyes filled with disgust.

He had absolutely no goodwill towards this tribe that had been constantly provoking the Ming Dynasty's borders since he came under his rule.

In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin frowned and asked Fang Xuanling beside him:

"Xuancheng, is the origin of this northern barbarian tribe truly so despicable?"

Fang Xuanling pondered deeply, but could only shake his head:

"Your Majesty, historical records state that he was a descendant of the Sushen people, born in the Changbai Mountains and the Heilongjiang River region, and was skilled in fishing and hunting. He was quite fierce and brave, but... the claim of 'wild boar skin' is unheard of."

Everyone realized that what Judy Jun was about to reveal was a shocking secret that would overturn their understanding of the world!

as predicted.

Zhu Dijun walked up to the pig's head statue with "Nurhaci" carved on it and stepped on it.

This action was filled with endless humiliation!

"Ancestors, did you all believe these people were the Jianzhou Jurchens from Liaodong?"

Judy Jun's voice carried a sense of satisfaction at uncovering a scam.

"Wrong!"

"Completely wrong!"

"The real Jianzhou Jurchens were all killed by them long ago!"

What?!

These words shocked the entire world!

Especially in the Ming Dynasty era, from Zhu Di to Chongzhen, all the emperors were stunned.

Their long-standing enemy, the Jianzhou Jurchen who accepted their investiture but then turned against them, was a fake.

"Let me tell you the truth."

Zhu Dijun's tone turned sinister.

"These so-called 'Aisin Gioro' people are not Jurchens at all! They are a savage tribe from the far north, in the extremely cold Tunguska River basin!"

"Their totem is not an eagle, nor a tiger, but a wild boar!"

"Their way of life is more primitive and savage than any barbarian you can imagine!"

On the sky, images reconstructed based on later archaeological research began to appear.

In the midst of the icy snow, a group of savages dressed in simple animal skins, their faces painted with oil paint, were sharing something around a fire.

Those were... human limbs!

"In their tribe, there are no ethics, no morality. Defeated men are eaten! And women are used as breeding tools to propagate their offspring!"

"hiss--"

Across countless time and space, gasps of astonishment echoed.

Cannibalism!

Such behavior was seen as utterly devilish by the dynasties of China that had already entered civilized society!

"And this Nurhaci ancestor!"

The pig head statue at Judy Jun's feet seemed to be roaring silently.

"He was the leader of this savage tribe! He led his tribe south to invade the Jianzhou Jurchen territory, which had more fertile land and water. They were first ostracized by the Mongols, then by the Jurchens, and finally ended up on the Korean Peninsula. Because of their ugly customs and crimes, they were ostracized by the Koreans. Finally, during the Yongle period, he wrote to his ancestor Zhu Di, requesting to live near the Jianzhou Jurchens. His foolish ancestor Zhu Di agreed without bothering to investigate why they were being ostracized by so many people."

In the eleventh year of the Hongwu reign, Zhu Yuanzhang viciously kicked Zhu Di, never expecting that it was this foolish fourth son who let the wolf into the house, leading to the subsequent catastrophe of the Chinese nation.

Zhu Di in the Yongle era was slapping himself in the face, realizing that he himself had brought the wild boar skin that caused the Ming Dynasty's demise. How could he have been so foolish?

The emperors of other Ming Dynasty eras, after learning who their dynasty's greatest enemy was, all made policy adjustments.

Zhu Dijun's voice was still speaking.

"They used the most cruel methods to slaughter all the male tribes of the Jianzhou Jurchens, eat their flesh, steal their women, and then usurp their territory!"

"They donned the skin of the 'Jianzhou Jurchens,' learned the Jurchen language, inherited the Jurchen name, and began to make contact with the Ming Dynasty."

"They are a group of cannibals disguised as Jurchens!"

"A bunch of...wild boars dressed in human skin!"

Boom—!

This truth, like the most violent thunderbolt, shattered all the legitimacy of the Qing Dynasty!

Emperor Kangxi stood there blankly, his whole body ice-cold.

He wanted to refute it, but found that he was powerless to do so.

Because the ancestors of the Aisin Gioro clan did indeed come from a more northern place, those "tribal migrations" that were blurred by the mites and wild boar skins became so bloody and ugly in Zhu Dijun's mouth at this moment!

He knew the truth about his own people, but he couldn't say it.

"Impossible... This is impossible... It's a slander! A slander from posterity!"

Emperor Qianlong shook his head frantically, appearing as if he were insane.

He couldn't accept that the most shameful aspects of his clan had been exposed.

Was his so-called "perfect military campaign" and "golden age" built on such a bloody and filthy foundation?

In the Ming Dynasty era, Zhu Yuanzhang's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm.

"Well...what a clever way to usurp someone else's place!"

He forced the sound through his teeth.

"We knew these bastards were up to no good! They were rotten to the core!"

"Our Ming Dynasty's border troops, our descendants, are actually dealing with a bunch of cannibals!"

A huge wave of nausea and anger surged up inside me.

Zhu Dijun gave them no chance to catch their breath. He walked to the middle of the pig head statues engraved with "Huang Taiji" and "Wu Sangui".

"This group of wild boars has grown stronger through deception and disguise. But they could never conquer the Central Plains on their own."

"Because there is one thing we Chinese have never lacked."

His voice was filled with contempt and hatred.

"Traitor!"

He kicked Wu Sangui's pig-head statue, which tumbled and flew out, crashing into a corner of the wall.

"Wu Sangui, you let the wolf into the house! For your own selfish gain, you opened the Shanhaiguan Pass, letting these wild boars into the interior, bringing slaughter to the north of China!"

He then pointed to the pig head statues of Hong Chengchou and Fan Wencheng.

"Hong Chengchou and Fan Wencheng! These scoundrels who read the classics and received the emperor's favor! They grovel and fawn, offering advice and formulating national policies for this group of barbarians who don't even know how to read!"

"They are helping this group of wild boars to rule and enslave the Han people using Han Chinese methods!"

"They are sinners nailed to the pillar of historical shame, forever condemned!"

Finally, Judy Jun's gaze fell on the two most crucial pig heads.

"Nurhaci" and "Huang Taiji".

"But the greatest sin still originates from them!"

"After they entered the pass, in order to destroy the spirit of the Han people and to satisfy their pathetic and self-deprecating desire for conquest, they issued that decree that caused countless Chinese descendants to shed their blood!"

Zhu Dijun's voice rose to its highest point in an instant, filled with the smell of blood and fire!

"Keep your hair, lose your head!"

"Keep your head, lose your hair!"