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

Jiang Chuan originally thought that the question Zhu Jingjing was searching for must be related to herself.

For example, how could she travel back to the Ming Dynasty?

Or some girls' private issues.

However, what Jiang Chuan saw was beyond his expectations.

It turns out that Princess Zhu Jingjing had just searched for: "Who is Jiang Chuan's favorite person?"

It would be a miracle if there were an answer to this kind of question!

"Jingjing, so-called search engines are actually like the *Chongwen Zongmu* of the Song Dynasty—similar to a book catalog. You need the corresponding book to find it." Jiang Chuan gently ruffled the little princess's hair and said, "If you want to know who I like the most, you can't find the answer except by asking me!"

Zhu Jingjing hugged Jiang Chuan's arm tightly, "Then tell me quickly, who is your favorite person!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaoyu quietly approached without making a sound, pricking up her ears to wait for Jiang Chuan's reply.

"Of course it's my mom!" Jiang Chuan gave the two women an answer they could understand but couldn't accept.

"No, godmother doesn't count!" Zhu Jingjing pounded Jiang Chuan's upper arm with her two small fists, like drums beating.

Jiang Chuan closed his eyes, looking quite pleased. "You haven't eaten? Hit harder! Give me a good massage, and maybe you'll tell me."

Zhu Jingjing puffed out her cheeks and smacked them hard. "Sister Xiaoyu, call my godmother for me. I'm going to complain!"

Jiang Chuan suddenly opened his eyes and saw that Lin Xiaoyu was indeed dialing a number. He quickly stopped her, "Jingjing, I'll tell you, I like you the most, is that alright?"

Zhu Jingjing was finally satisfied and hugged Jiang Chuan's arm again. "Brother, let's go buy some local specialties and snacks! You promised me, you can't go back on your word!"

Jiang Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt a pain in his waist.

Looking back, Lin Xiaoyu's face seemed to be covered in frost. "What are you looking at me for? Get out of here!"

Food street.

"Candied hawthorn berries!"

The small carts parked on the street had loudspeakers that repeatedly played recordings of authentic hawking cries.

"Jingjing, wouldn't you like to try a candied hawthorn?"

Lin Xiaoyu stopped, tapped her finger lightly, and pointed to the cart displaying all kinds of candied hawthorns.

Zhu Jingjing glanced at it, about to shake her head, but was suddenly drawn to the cylindrical object that was making a constant sound. "Sister Xiaoyu, what's that talking thing? Could it be the artificial intelligence that Brother was talking about?"

Lin Xiaoyu was taken aback, not expecting that the little princess's focus was not on the food, but on the loudspeaker that was constantly emitting noise.

"Jingjing, that's a loudspeaker. It can record sound and then play it on a loop," Jiang Chuan explained. "It's a very old product here, and it has nothing to do with emerging artificial intelligence."

Zhu Jingjing looked disappointed. "I thought it was some kind of treasure, but it's just a man-made parrot!"

"Jingjing, you don't seem interested in candied hawthorns. Have you tried them before?" Lin Xiaoyu asked, puzzled.

Zhu Jingjing nodded and replied, "There is a master chef in the Guanglu Temple who is very good at making candied hawthorns. I got tired of eating them when I was a child."

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

"Chongba, do you remember that time when Jing'er suddenly vomited uncontrollably, and only after taking the medicine prescribed by Imperial Physician Yang Wende of the Imperial Hospital did she recover?" Empress Ma said with a light laugh.

Zhu Yuanzhang said, "I also remember! I recall that in the year Jia Yin of Hongwu, Jing'er suddenly fell ill with a strange disease, and the cause of the illness has remained unknown."

"Your Majesty is so busy with state affairs, yet you still remember a small matter from two years ago so clearly. In fact, I know the cause of Jing'er's illness," Empress Ma replied.

"Oh? What is the cause of the illness?" Zhu Yuanzhang raised an eyebrow slightly, surprised. "We've been married for over twenty years, and this is the first time I've heard of your medical knowledge!"

Empress Ma said, "What do I know about medicine! Jing'er secretly told me..."

She vomited because she ate too many candied hawthorns!

Modern times, at Jiangchuan's home.

Jiang Chuan bought many snacks for the little princess, among which the one that intrigued her the most was donkey roll.

On the plate in front of her, the donkey roll was cut into several small, golden cylindrical pieces, lying quietly on the plate.

"Brother, why did you give it such a strange name like 'Donkey Rolling'?"

Zhu Jingjing tilted her head, unable to associate it with a donkey.

"Of course you can't tell from the finished product," Jiang Chuan said, straightening her head as he explained, "During the production process, there's a step where they roll soybean powder on the surface, resembling the dust kicked up by a wild donkey rolling in the loess soil, hence the name 'Donkey Rolling'!"

Zhu Jingjing swallowed hard, reached out and grabbed a piece, then put it in her mouth and savored it.

"The golden-yellow outer skin has a rich bean aroma, paired with a moderately sweet filling. It has a soft, melt-in-your-mouth texture, making it a pretty good snack!"

After saying that, she sucked on her finger and put the soybean powder that had gotten on it into her mouth.

"Your comment sounds like something a gourmet would make, but I've never heard of a gourmet licking their fingers!" Jiang Chuan took out a wet wipe and stuffed it into the little princess's hand. "Hurry up and wipe yourself clean. You don't look like a princess of the Ming Dynasty at all; you look like a little beggar!"

Zhu Jingjing didn't take it seriously, scoffing, "So what if I'm a beggar! My father used to beg for food, and he still became emperor!"

Jiang Chuan laughed and said, "If Old Zhu heard you say that, he'd spank you!"

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

"Ugh, that brat!" Old Zhu pointed at the sky, intending to unleash a torrent of curses, but ultimately let out a sigh. "Her behavior is getting worse and worse; she's utterly disgraced the Ming Dynasty!"

"Chongba, didn't you also stipulate that the imperial meals must include wild vegetables and coarse grains to remind future generations not to forget the hardships of the common people?" Empress Ma advised, "Jing'er's actions are precisely because she has kept your admonition in mind, so why blame her?"

The Qin Dynasty, Xianyang Palace.

Ying Zheng gazed at the sky, clapped his hands, and laughed. "That Ming Dynasty is truly laughable! Even beggars can become emperors, and their children are even proud of it. They have utterly disgraced me!"

Li Si cupped his hands in clasping, "That princess is indeed laughable, but she is the one who disgraces the Ming Dynasty. What does it have to do with Your Majesty?"

Ying Zheng said, "I am the First Emperor! How can I, the First Emperor, not be ashamed when those later emperors did foolish things?"

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

As Zhu Yuanzhang gazed at the sky, he saw a line of large golden characters gradually appearing in the heavens: "That Ming Dynasty is truly laughable! Even beggars can become emperors, and their children are even proud of it. They have utterly disgraced me!"

"Who is this person who dares to use such sorcery and evil magic to insult my Great Ming Dynasty!" Zhu Yuanzhang slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Issue a state of martial law in the capital! Order the Imperial Guards to search the entire city and capture that villain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another line of golden characters appeared.

"—The Great Qin Dynasty, the First Emperor Ying Zheng."

Zhu Yuanzhang was astonished. Could it be that the person who said this was the First Emperor who unified the six kingdoms and founded the first feudal dynasty?

"Chongba, what is the reason for this? How could the Great Qin Dynasty of a thousand years ago know about our Great Ming?" Empress Ma was equally shocked.

"Damn it! Who cares who he is? Even if he really is that tyrant Qin Shi Huang, what right does he have to criticize my Great Ming!" Zhu Yuanzhang's shock turned to anger. "A short-lived dynasty that perished after only two generations still has the nerve to bark like a dog!"

The Qin Dynasty, Xianyang Palace.

Ying Zheng's expression suddenly changed. Above the sky, his words appeared in small seal script, followed by his identity!

Before he could recover from his surprise and doubt, two more lines of small seal script appeared beside him:

"That tyrant Qin Shi Huang, what face does he have to criticize my Great Ming! A short-lived dynasty that perished after only two generations, yet he still dares to bark like a dog!"

"—The Ming Dynasty, Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang."

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