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

Jiang Chuan pointed to the sofa in the living room, "You're sleeping there tonight, the bed is mine!"

"Jiang Chuan! You went through all this trouble just so I'd have to sleep on the sofa?" Zhu Jingjing shouted angrily.

How could a princess of the Ming Dynasty not even have a private bed?

However, the sofa in the house is also very soft, and apart from being a bit narrow, it should be very comfortable to sleep on.

Despite this, her status as a princess prevented her from compromising. "If Father Emperor knew you were bullying me like this, he would surely punish you!"

Jiang Chuan shrugged, completely unconcerned, and said, "Then why don't you send Old Zhu to come and catch me right now? Besides, we agreed on this beforehand, are you trying to back out?"

Zhu Jingjing was speechless. Only then did she realize that in this world, she was no longer the beloved Princess Lin'an.

"Fine, I'll sleep on the sofa then," Zhu Jingjing muttered aggrievedly, then looked at Jiang Chuan. "Can't you show some respect for my father? He's the emperor, after all. Calling him 'Old Zhu' all the time is utterly disrespectful!"

"What's wrong with 'Old Zhu'? It's an affectionate nickname, a way of acknowledging him! If it were someone like Yang Guang, I'd be ready to curse him out!"

Zhu Jingjing pursed her lips, thinking that since her father couldn't hear her anyway, she might as well let him be.

However, she was unaware that Old Zhu himself was currently glaring at Jiang Chuan and cursing him out.

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

"Damn it! You brat, once you fall into my hands, I'll make you pay!" Zhu Yuanzhang's shoulders trembled with rage. That wretched boy not only bullied his daughter but also spoke arrogantly to him. He was utterly despicable!

"Zhongba, don't get so angry! Didn't you hear him say that he only calls you Old Zhu because he approves of you?" Empress Ma advised.

"So I should thank him?" Zhu Yuanzhang said irritably.

Modern times, at Jiangchuan's home.

Zhu Jingjing carefully observed the sofa, silently comparing it to the difference between it and her own bed, hoping she wouldn't roll onto the floor in the middle of the night.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Chuan asked curiously when he saw this.

Zhu Jingjing grew angrier the more she thought about it. Suddenly, she rushed up to Jiang Chuan and pushed him towards the bedroom. "What are you looking at? It's none of your business! I'm going to sleep, so get out of here!"

Jiang Chuan shrugged helplessly. It seemed the young master was really provoked. He decided to buy another bed tomorrow.

"Wait a moment, let me help you lower the back of the sofa."

After saying that, Jiang Chuan walked to the sofa and lowered the backrest. Although it was not as spacious as his bed, it was much better than before.

Zhu Jingjing looked surprised. She had thought the sofa was a long, low bed like a tatami mat, but she hadn't expected it to have such a hidden feature.

While she was examining the sofa, Jiang Chuan found some pillows and blankets. "You should rest well. If you miss me, you can come to my room anytime."

"Only a ghost would miss you!"

Before Zhu Jingjing could throw the pillow at him, Jiang Chuan dashed into the bedroom and slammed the door shut.

Jiang Chuan lay on the bed, feeling somewhat dazed. He hadn't expected that there really was a time traveler, and that she was even the Princess of Lin'an of the Ming Dynasty. He needed to think carefully about what would happen in the future.

In the living room, Zhu Jingjing sat listlessly on the sofa. She wasn't sleepy; she had only sent Jiang Chuan into the room because she was angry.

Unexpectedly, when he was all alone, he felt lonely and couldn't help but miss his father and mother.

At that moment, a black rectangular object on the table caught her attention. It wasn't heavy when she picked it up, and it didn't seem to be any kind of metal.

"What are these little buttons for?"

Zhu Jingjing muttered to herself and tried pressing it.

"Good evening, welcome to today's news program. I'm your host..."

"There's a ghost!" A scream suddenly rang out in the living room, startling Zhu Jingjing.

Upon hearing the noise, Jiang Chuan rushed out and saw that the TV in the living room was on, while Zhu Jingjing was squatting beside the sofa, trembling. He immediately understood what had happened.

She accidentally turned on the TV, and it's normal to be startled when a stranger's voice suddenly came from inside the room.

"Haha..." Although she understood what was going on, it was really hard not to laugh in this situation.

Seeing Jiang Chuan's reaction, Zhu Jingjing, though still not understanding what was going on, guessed that it definitely had nothing to do with ghosts or monsters.

She glared at Jiang Chuan resentfully and said, "What's so funny? Tell me what's going on, and who's talking!"

Jiang Chuan suppressed his smile, his lips twitched a few times, and pointed at the television. "It wasn't anyone talking; you turned on the television."

"Television?" Zhu Jingjing stared at the television screen with a suspicious look.

Jiang Chuan scratched his head. Explaining something as commonplace as a television was surprisingly difficult. "It's just a machine that can receive and play images..."

The Qin Dynasty, Xianyang Palace.

"If our Great Qin had this technology, wouldn't it be possible to convey every word I say to all the people?" Ying Zheng fantasized about all the people of the world being able to admire his majesty, and the longing in his eyes was undisguised.

Upon hearing this, Li Si hurriedly replied, "Even without it, His Majesty's decree will still spread throughout the land!"

"Do you think I'm so easily fooled?" Ying Zheng said coldly, his voice carrying an air of authority even without anger. "How could I not know that my decrees, passed down through the ranks, have long since changed their meaning by the time they reach the end!"

Upon hearing this, Li Si hurriedly replied, "Even without it, His Majesty's decree will still spread throughout the land!"

"Do you think I'm so easily fooled?" Ying Zheng said coldly, his voice carrying an air of authority even without anger. "How could I not know that my decrees, passed down through the ranks, have long since changed their meaning by the time they reach the end!"

The hall fell silent for a moment, as if Ying Zheng had cursed every official in the court!

Xuchang during the Three Kingdoms period.

"Wenruo, if I were to obtain this treasure, would it be of great use?" Cao Cao squinted and stroked his beard, tentatively asking Xun Yu.

Xun Yu, hailed as a man of exceptional talent, was well aware of Cao Cao's thoughts, and his expression darkened slightly. "Prime Minister, I am not clear about this."

"Wenruo, with your talent, how could you not know?" How could Cao Cao hide Xun Yu's thoughts from him? He sneered, "Tell me then, even if you're wrong, it doesn't matter."

Having come this far, Xun Yu had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "If the Prime Minister obtains this item, the Emperor only needs to step forward and announce it to all the people of the world. Then those rebels who are waving the banner of the Han Dynasty will have no righteousness left. Even if they refuse to surrender, they will have no heart to fight again."

"Wenruo's words are exactly what I thought!" Cao Cao clapped his hands, then sighed, "It's just a pity that such a treasure will only exist in the future; otherwise, what difficulty would there be in winning the hearts of the people?"

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang got up and paced back and forth, occasionally looking up at the sky.

If such a thing existed, then when officials were handling matters in the future, they could be asked to transmit the images in real time, and then we would see who would dare to be perfunctory!

If he also acquires the technology of transmitting sound over long distances, he can even command in real time, truly putting the world at his fingertips!

"Zhongba, you don't want it again, do you?"

Empress Ma saw through his thoughts, and Zhu Yuanzhang sighed, saying, "I think this is far more difficult than taking a picture. Unless Jing'er can really bring that boy back, I'm afraid there is no hope in this lifetime."

Empress Ma covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "Chongba, you probably also want to make that boy your consort?"