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

The words, like a ghostly inscription, were branded onto the inner wall of the vermilion coffin.

It was twisted, hasty, and filled with endless fear and resentment.

Every stroke seems to be issuing a mournful cry to visitors six hundred years later.

Zhu Dijun's breathing stopped at that moment.

The archaeologists behind him also noticed the anomaly and focused the beams of their searchlights on it.

[The people who harmed me were not three women, but a group of Semu people who colluded with traitors in the mansion. This news was not delivered to my father, third brother, and fourth brother in time, and I deeply resent it!]

The air seemed to have been sucked out.

The entire underground palace was deathly silent.

Everyone understood that they might have stumbled upon a horrifying truth that had been buried by history for six hundred years!

Zhu Dijun's brain was working at lightning speed.

According to the History of Ming, Prince Zhu Shuang of Qin died in March of the 28th year of the Hongwu reign (1389). He had been misled by the slander of his concubine, Deng, and had his principal wife, Lady Wang, the sister of the Yuan general Wang Baobao, imprisoned and tortured to death. Zhu Yuanzhang was furious and summoned him back to the capital, intending to depose him. Only through the strong intervention of his crown prince, Zhu Biao, was he allowed to return to Xi'an. However, shortly afterward, Zhu Shuang died from "cherry poisoning." Zhu Yuanzhang believed that his three concubines had poisoned him out of jealousy and ordered their execution.

At the time, this was a royal scandal and an unsolved mystery.

But now, the person in the coffin has personally—no, personally—carved a completely different version!

Not three women!

They are a group of Semu people!

They even colluded with traitors from the Prince's mansion!

This is not a petty squabble among women in the inner quarters; it is a premeditated political murder!

"Oh My God……"

A young team member couldn't help but gasp, his voice trembling.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhu Dijun quickly pulled out his specially encrypted military cell phone, pointed it at the line of text, and activated the video and photo recording functions.

"Snap!"

The crisp sound of the camera shutter seemed particularly jarring in the deep, dark tomb.

Above the sky, an incredibly clear image was simultaneously presented to the vast expanse of time and space.

The wooden planks bearing the marks of time, the desperate words etched deep into the wood grain—every detail was magnified to the extreme!

Zhu Dijun adjusted the angle of his phone to include his own face in the shot.

He took a deep breath and, in an unprecedentedly serious tone, addressed the sky and the audience spanning billions of time and space:

"Family members!"

"Something terrible has happened!"

"I hereby declare that the news I'm about to share is a truly earth-shattering revelation, enough to overturn the records in the History of Ming!"

"Regarding the cause of death of my second great-uncle, Prince Min of Qin, Zhu Shuang, we have discovered here irrefutable firsthand evidence from him himself!"

His voice, transmitted through the sky, transformed into rolling thunder, resounding in every time and space!

The Ming Dynasty, Hongwu Hall.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who had just been basking in the comfort of his son's "good manners," suddenly froze on the surface.

Crown Prince Zhu Biao suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes wide open, staring intently at the line of words on the sky, his lips moving silently, speechless.

The aggrieved and relieved look on the face of Zhu Di, the Prince of Yan, who was hiding behind the dragon throne, vanished instantly, replaced by a bone-chilling coldness!

The Prince of Qin, Zhu Shuang, who had just calmed down after being restrained by the guards, was struck as if by lightning the moment he saw the words!

Those are his handwriting!

It was his last words, carved with the tip of a jade hairpin that was buried with him, in the boundless darkness and pain before his death, when he used his last bit of strength to desperately carve them out!

He believed that this final truth would rot along with his flesh and blood in this cold underground.

He believed that this heinous injustice would never be redressed!

When he died, he hated not those who murdered him the most.

What he hated most was that he couldn't get the message out!

He hated himself for deceiving his father, misleading his brothers, and causing those three innocent women to be buried with him!

For six hundred years, he has endured the torment of regret and resentment day and night in the cold underground!

But now...

His last words were seen!

His "unfilial" descendant made it public in a way he couldn't understand!

"ah--!!!"

A roar that sounded inhuman erupted from deep within Zhu Shuang's throat!

That wasn't an angry roar, but a desperate cry of grievances and pain suppressed for six hundred years!

"Father!!!"

Zhu Shuang scrambled to his feet and threw himself before Zhu Yuanzhang's dragon throne, tears streaming down his face, and wailed loudly!

"Your Majesty, I am innocent!!!"

"Your subject died so unjustly!!!"

He clung to Zhu Yuanzhang's leg like a child who had suffered a great injustice, crying his heart out and gasping for breath.

The only sound in the entire Hongwu Hall was his heart-wrenching sobs.

Zhu Di and the other princes exchanged bewildered glances. They had previously heard from their fourth brother's (or younger brother's) descendants that the History of Ming had been altered, but they hadn't expected that so many conspiracies and sordid affairs had been hidden in the early Ming Dynasty.

Their second brother did not die a foolish death, but rather from a conspiracy he was completely unaware of!

That line, "I deeply resent my third and fourth brothers," wasn't about hating them personally, but about resenting myself for not being able to deliver the message to them!

"Second Brother..." Zhu Di's voice choked with emotion. This iron-blooded man who had fought countless battles felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

Zhu Yuanzhang's body was trembling violently.

It wasn't anger, it was murderous intent!

A chilling, ruthless, and soul-chilling killing intent emanated wildly from this founding emperor!

He didn't go to see Zhu Shuang, who was crying like a 300-pound child.

His eyes, like those of a hawk, were fixed on the words on the sky.

"Color...eyes...people..."

Zhu Yuanzhang's teeth were clenched so tightly that each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Colluding with...the mansion...traitors..."

"good!"

"OK!!!"

He slammed his hand on the dragon throne, and the hard dragon head armrest shattered instantly!

"Our son! The Prince of Qin of the Ming Dynasty! He was actually murdered by a bunch of scoundrels in his own fiefdom!"

"In the future, we'll still be like fools, completely manipulated by them, and we'll end up killing three innocent women with our own hands!"

"Deceiving the emperor and plotting to murder the prince!"

"Exterminate their entire family!!"

"This matter must be investigated and the entire family, including nine generations of relatives, will be executed!!!"

Zhu Yuanzhang roared to the sky, his voice shaking the palace. His terrifying imperial wrath caused the entire city of Nanjing to change color!

Under the sky, emperors from all times and spaces felt a chill run down their spines.

The prince was assassinated in his own fiefdom, and the emperor was misled and mishandled the case.

This would be the ultimate humiliation for any dynasty and any emperor! It would be the most vicious provocation!

Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, had a terribly gloomy face.

"Auxiliary machine, what's your opinion on this matter?"

Changsun Wuji said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, these are people of Semu origin, remnants of the former Yuan dynasty. The Ming Taizu (Hongwu Emperor) drove out the barbarians and restored China, but clearly, the internal purge was not yet complete. If this case is true, it indicates a powerful underground force secretly opposing the Ming imperial authority. Their intentions are despicable!"

The Great Han Dynasty, Weiyang Palace.

Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, gave a cold laugh.

"A bunch of despicable scoundrels dare to plot against members of the imperial family. Zhu Yuanzhang hasn't killed enough, hasn't been ruthless enough!"

"In my Great Han, not only would I exterminate the Semu people, but their entire ethnic group would be wiped out!"

Mites cleanse time and space, the Forbidden City.

The smiles on Kangxi and Qianlong's faces had long since vanished.

They had hoped to see the Zhu family make a fool of themselves, but instead they witnessed a chilling conspiracy.

"The Semu people..." Qianlong muttered to himself, his eyes filled with apprehension.

Aren't the Manqing people, who entered the Central Plains as foreigners?

These bloody assassinations of rulers are their most terrifying nightmare!

They suddenly realized that digging up the Zhu family's grave was a brilliant move!

At least, it gave them a head start in recognizing this potentially huge threat!

Don't assume that all the Eight Banners were of unwavering integrity and one mind; they all had their own agendas. Otherwise, why would they be called the Eight Banners?

Inside the tomb.

Zhu Dijun has already uploaded the photos and videos to the ground command center via an encrypted channel.

On the walkie-talkie, Zhu Zhiming's voice, also trembling violently, came through.

"Dijun...I...I saw it..."

"Is...is this real?"

Judy Jun looked at the skeleton in the coffin, his tone incredibly firm.

"Second Uncle, it's absolutely true!"

"Second Grand Uncle, he was wrongfully killed!"

"This is an outright conspiracy! A vicious political assassination targeting the imperial family of my Great Ming!"

He paused, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"And this murder is very likely intricately linked to those self-proclaimed descendants of the 'Golden Family,' and the 'Khazar' organization behind them!"

"A conspiracy from six hundred years ago has continued to this day!"

"Second Uncle, our mission has been upgraded!"

Zhu Dijun's voice was resolute.

"We must not only clear our name of our second great-uncle, but also follow this line of inquiry to dig out, one by one, these venomous snakes and maggots hiding in history and reality!!"