Sky Curtain: With a vermilion mirror, Jing travels through the modern world, shaking all dynasties.

The modern world.

Jiang Chuan shrugged and continued, "Your fourth uncle, the Prince of Yan, was doing just fine. Old Zhu passed the throne to his good grandson, and that was that. But do you know what Zhu Yunwen did after he ascended the throne?"

"The first thing he did was to reduce the power of the princes. Prince Zhou, Zhu Su, was demoted to a commoner and exiled to Yunnan. Prince Qi, Zhu Fu, was imprisoned in Nanjing, and Prince Dai, Zhu Gui, was also demoted to a commoner."

Jiang Chuan looked at Zhu Jingjing and said solemnly, "Even Prince Xiang, Zhu Bai, was forced to commit suicide by self-immolation."

Zhu Jingjing's face turned pale instantly.

Jiang Chuan asked, "Imagine, these feudal lords are dying one after another, and it looks like it's your fourth brother's turn. Do you think he can tolerate it?"

Zhu Jingjing was speechless; she didn't know how to answer Jiang Chuan's question.

Jiang Chuan then asked, "If it were you, would you just sit there and wait to be killed? Rather than waiting to die, wouldn't it be better to take a chance and rebel? That's what your fourth brother thinks."

Beyond the sky.

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression was beyond what could be described as mere anger.

Yunwen?

Would my grandson do something like this in the future?

King Zhou, King Qi, King Dai, King Xiang... they were all his sons!

Those were princes he personally appointed, to guard the territory of the Ming Dynasty and protect the borders, not for Yunwen to kill!

The more Zhu Yuanzhang thought about it, the more dizzy he felt.

He thought that by clearing away all obstacles in the court and allowing Biao'er to succeed to the throne, and then passing the throne to his grandson, the Ming Dynasty would be secure.

But now it seems that the plot of the Ming Dynasty didn't go as he expected at all.

What terrified him even more was Jiang Chuan's mention of Zhu Biao's early death and the untimely death of his eldest grandson, Zhu Xiong Ying.

and then?

His beloved grandson, Yunwen, actually started killing his own uncles.

Zhu Yuanzhang was in a state of utter confusion.

He had originally planned to let Biao'er travel around after a while, to oversee the country on his behalf, and to familiarize him with government affairs.

But will this work?

What if Biao gets sick from overwork?

What if Jiang Chuan is telling the truth?

Zhu Yuanzhang was completely flustered.

Zhu Biao stood to the side, completely bewildered.

He took two steps forward and knelt down beside Zhu Di with a thud. "Father, your son is guilty..."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and roared irritably, "Go away, all of you, get out of my way! I'm really annoyed right now!"

Zhu Biao and Zhu Di knelt on the ground, moved to the side, and dared not utter a sound.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood with his back to them, gazing at the sky with a complex expression.

He spent half his life on the battlefield, fighting all his life. What kind of battles hadn't he seen?

But at this moment, he really felt that this feeling was not as good as being able to put on armor, mount a horse, and fight a battle.

He was so tired, so mentally exhausted that he wanted to die.

The modern world.

Jiang Chuan sighed as he looked at Zhu Jingjing's absent-minded expression.

"To be honest."

His tone softened a bit. "The Ming Dynasty was a glorious dynasty. Just look at the world today, there are countless TV series, movies, and novels about the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Jingjing looked up, surprised, and asked, "Really?"

Jiang Chuan nodded and continued, "Of course, and your fourth brother was indeed a remarkable figure. He moved the capital to Beijing, sailed to the Western Ocean, and compiled the Yongle Encyclopedia. He accomplished many great things. Moreover, although the Ming Dynasty lasted less than three hundred years, its last emperor, Chongzhen, was a man of principle."

A hint of admiration appeared in Jiang Chuan's eyes as he said, "Back then, when Li Zicheng stormed in, he preferred to hang himself on Coal Hill. Before he died, he said, 'Let the rebels tear my body apart, but do not harm the people!'"

"The emperor guards the nation's gates, and the monarch dies for the state; he can be considered a heroic figure."

The Qin Dynasty, Xianyang Palace.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"What a fine example of an emperor guarding the nation's gate!"

He praised, "I admire people like this. I pacified the six kingdoms and swept across the eight directions. Even if the Qin Dynasty were to perish one day, I only hope that my descendants can do the same."

Li Si cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty is wise."

Ying Zheng stared at the sky, his eyes filled with a newfound respect.

The Great Han Dynasty, Weiyang Palace.

Liu Che was also in high spirits.

"The emperor guards the nation's gates; the monarch dies for the state!"

Liu Che slammed his hand on the table and stood up, exclaiming, "Excellent! Well said! This is the spirit of the Han emperor!"

Huo Qubing grinned and said, "Your Majesty, if you were in that situation, you would definitely be more formidable than him."

He had barely finished speaking when Wei Qing slapped him on the head, glaring at him and saying, "What nonsense are you spouting, brat?"

Liu Che, however, did not take it to heart and laughed, "Qu Bing is right, this man is indeed worthy of respect."

Wei Qing nodded and said, "To be able to die for one's country and not disgrace the nation is indeed rare."

The modern world.

After listening to Jiang Chuan's words, Zhu Jingjing felt a complex mix of emotions.

But now, she has come to accept the fact that she came into this world.

Jiang Chuan looked at her and suddenly noticed the clothes she was wearing.

That exquisite white palace dress was beautiful, but it would be too conspicuous in modern times.

"Your outfit won't do."

Jiang Chuan scratched his head and said, "I'll take you out for a walk tomorrow, you'll need to change your clothes."

Zhu Jingjing asked curiously, "Go out? Where to?"

Jiang Chuan smiled slightly and said, "After the test firing tomorrow morning, I'll be able to take a break. I'll take you out to buy some clothes then."

Zhu Jingjing was taken aback and asked, "What is this test firing you're talking about?"

Jiang Chuan said mysteriously, "That was a dragon's roar from our Dragon Kingdom."

Zhu Jingjing blinked, not understanding.

But on the other side of the sky, countless emperors pricked up their ears.

Dragon's Roar?

What dragon's roar?

Jiang Chuan thought for a moment, wondering how he should explain this to Zhu Jingjing.

Should we just call it an intercontinental ballistic missile?

The girl definitely wouldn't understand if I just described it to her.

"How about this?"

Jiang Chuan said, "I'll leave you a tablet tomorrow. You can see for yourself in your room and you'll understand."

Zhu Jingjing, still curious, asked, "What's a tablet?"

Jiang Chuan chuckled and said, "It's the same as the glass shard in my hand. You'll find out tomorrow."

What Jiang Chuan didn't say was that, given Zhu Jingjing's current condition, he really didn't dare take her to the command center.

Zhu Jingjing was dressed in ancient costume, and had neither a modern identity nor any identification.

Even if Jiang Chuan has the highest level of authority here, he might still find it difficult to explain her background to his superiors.

You can't just tell your superiors that this girl is Zhu Yuanzhang's daughter and that she just traveled from another time, can you?

Although Zhu Jingjing was curious, she obediently nodded.

Jiang Chuan glanced at the time on his phone and paused for a moment.

Holy crap, it's already past 8 p.m.?

And just like that, the afternoon was over?

Unexpectedly, it got dark before he even realized it.

Jiang Chuan stood up and led Zhu Jingjing to the bathroom door.

Oh, and I also need to prepare toiletries for her.

There were no toothbrushes, towels, pajamas, or anything like that.

Jiang Chuan was too lazy to run anymore, so he took out his phone, opened the supermarket app inside the base, and tapped a bunch of things.

Zhu Jingjing watched him fiddling with the flat, light-up object and asked curiously, "Didn't you say you were going to buy something? Why aren't you going?"