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

The capital of the Ming Dynasty.

"The weather is dry, so be careful with fire!"

Amidst the sound of the clapper, a night watchman walked slowly down the street.

"Rumors are circulating in the city today that a divine object fell from the sky, but some official has already taken it," the watchman said, holding a lantern to illuminate the street. "If I were to find one and present it to the Emperor, perhaps I could get a minor official position!"

A cold wind suddenly blew into his neck, and he shivered.

"It's best not to have such unrealistic dreams, lest we bring trouble upon ourselves!" the night watchman thought to himself.

He quickened his pace, glancing at the mansion beside him. "The Chen family used to be so lively every night, why is it so quiet today?"

Just then, I saw the paper lantern hanging on the lamppost blown down by the wind and roll forward.

The night watchman hurried a few steps, intending to pick it up, but was startled to see several ghostly figures reflected in the alley!

He trembled with shock as the fallen paper lanterns lit up, illuminating the cold, hard faces in the alley!

"When the Embroidered Uniform Guard is on duty, bystanders should stay away!"

modern.

"That's really strange! Can instant noodles just disappear into thin air?"

Jiang Chuan searched every corner of his house for a full hour, but still couldn't find the missing instant noodles.

"It's just a bag of instant noodles, if you can't find it, just forget about it!" Lin Xiaoyu sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, helplessly watching Jiang Chuan crawl under the table to search for it.

Jiang Chuan straightened up, looking completely bewildered. "It's not about the bag of instant noodles; I'm just wondering where it went!"

Lin Xiaoyu yawned, gently picked up the little princess who had fallen asleep with her head on her lap, and said, "Then you can find it yourself. I'm taking Jingjing back to her room to sleep!"

Jiang Chuan rolled his eyes at her. This girl had already eaten her noodles, yet she was still lingering and refusing to leave!

Why didn't you even offer to help look for it?

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

It was past midnight, and the palace was brightly lit by candles, with all the civil and military officials prostrating themselves on the ground.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat upright on his dragon throne, his gaze sweeping over the crowd below. "I heard that at the hour of Xu (7-9 PM) today, a divine object fell from the sky in the south of the capital. Why did no one report this to me, and why did no one present this object to me?"

All the officials bowed their heads and kowtowed, but not one dared to answer!

"What?!" Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly slammed his fist on the table and stood up, angrily pointing at his ministers, "You are paid by the Ming Dynasty to be the eyes and ears of the court, but now that a divine object has appeared in the world, you are all like deaf and blind. What use are you?!"

The angry shouts echoed between the beams of the palace, causing the candles to flicker.

At this moment, the clanging of armor echoed outside the hall, and two Imperial Guards dressed in flying fish robes escorted a person quickly inside, their embroidered spring sword sheaths gleaming coldly.

"Your Majesty," the leading commander knelt on one knee, clasped his hands, and proclaimed loudly, "I have been ordered to arrest Chen Ning, and his entire family of thirty-seven members has been imprisoned in the imperial prison. I have come to report back!"

The man below was forced to kneel, his hair disheveled, looking terrified!

Zhu Yuanzhang asked, "Chen Ning, do you know why I captured you?"

Chen Ning prostrated himself on the ground, his voice trembling, and said, "Your Majesty, I am foolish and ignorant, and I beg Your Majesty to show mercy!"

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at them coldly, then turned to the commander and asked, "Have you found that divine object that fell from the sky?"

Upon hearing this, the commander rose, picked up an exquisite object, and handed it to the palace attendant to present.

Zhu Yuanzhang received it, his expression changing drastically. He was secretly shocked: "This thing is no different from instant noodles in later generations?"

He tucked the instant noodles into his robes, sat back on the dragon throne, and said in a deep voice, "Besides this, have any other incriminating evidences been found in Chen Ning's residence?"

The commander clasped his hands and replied, "I found several letters between him and Hu Weiyong in his residence. Many of them contained disloyal words, suggesting a rebellious intent."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, waved his hand, and said sternly, "Take Chen Ning to the imperial prison and interrogate him thoroughly! Arrest all those who harbor rebellious intentions and await my judgment!"

The officials prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling like leaves, terrified of being implicated in the crime of treason!

"You may all step back!" Zhu Yuanzhang finally gave the order after a long pause.

The officials, as if granted a general amnesty, shouted "Long live the Emperor!" and then filed out of the hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang passed through numerous palace gates and entered the Kunning Palace. He took the object from his robes, presented it to Empress Ma, and said gently, "Madam, do you recognize this?"

Empress Ma rose and took the noodles, her eyes wide with shock. "Isn't this the noodles Jing'er and the others ate earlier?"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, a hint of anticipation in his eyes, "I will immediately order someone to cook it, so that you and I, husband and wife, can enjoy it together."

Empress Ma raised her eyes and asked softly, "Chongba, where did this come from?"

"It came from the heavens! Perhaps my longing moved Heaven, which has bestowed this gift upon my Great Ming!" Zhu Yuanzhang replied.

Upon hearing this, Empress Ma covered her mouth and chuckled, "In my opinion, it's probably because Jing'er's filial piety moved the heavens that this item was brought back to the Ming Dynasty from the future, so that we could taste this novel flavor?"

The Great Tang Dynasty, Taiji Palace.

"What is the reason for this? Why has the main subject changed in the sky?" Li Shimin, holding Xiao Sizi, looked up at the sky. "The scenery here is unlike the prosperity of later generations, but it bears a striking resemblance to the inner palace of my Great Tang Dynasty!"

Little Sizi pointed to the sky, her eyes filled with envy, "Father, look at the people on that sky! The 'water guide' they're eating is exactly the same as what Sister Zhu and the others are eating!"

Li Shimin said, "Could that be the Ming Dynasty of later generations?"

The Great Ming Dynasty, Kunning Palace.

Sweat streamed down Zhu Yuanzhang's forehead, dripping into the bowl of noodles in front of him. "Why is this so spicy? When I watched Jing'er eat it, she was also slightly sweaty, but she wasn't as disheveled as I am!"

Empress Ma gently wiped her forehead with a silk handkerchief and said softly, "When Jiang Chuan cooked it, he seemed to have added a little milk, which may have neutralized the spiciness."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded upon hearing this, then picked up his chopsticks again and took a bite. "However, although the spiciness is intense at first, the aftertaste is rich and lingering, which is quite a unique flavor!"

"You surnamed Zhu, let me ask you, where did those things from later generations come from? —The Great Qin, the First Emperor Ying Zheng."

Only when the gold characters appeared did the two of them come to their senses.

Above the sky, their figures had appeared at some point!

Zhu Yuanzhang stroked his beard and said in a deep voice, "This is a gift from Heaven, bestowed in response to my sincerity! If you envy it, then kowtow and pray to Heaven, what do you say?"

"Emperor Hongwu, may I ask about the noodles of later generations, and what they taste like? — Emperor Wen of Tang, Li Shimin."

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head and declared loudly, "Of all the delicacies I have ever tasted in my life, none can surpass this; it is truly the finest taste in the world!"

"I am truly envious! If I could have a taste, what would I care about paying a thousand pieces of gold! — Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che"

Zhu Yuanzhang was secretly pleased with himself, and just as he was about to show the former emperor the Ming Dynasty, the sky suddenly shifted to the future.

modern.

Jiang Chuan sat on the sofa, frowning in deep thought. "I've searched everywhere, how could that bag of instant noodles have vanished without a trace?"

At this moment, Lin Xiaoyu came out of the bedroom. "Jiang Chuan, you still haven't found it?"

Jiang Chuan nodded and spread his hands, saying, "I can't find it anywhere. Maybe I've traveled to the Ming Dynasty, and Old Zhu is eating it right now!"

"Nonsense!" Lin Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at him and sat down next to him. "Jiang Chuan, have you ever thought about sending Jingjing to school?"