Sky Curtain: The Overlord Charges into Battle, Shocking Emperors of All Dynasties

Before the couch, Zhu Di, wearing an outer robe, sat imposingly on the couch, with Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaoxu, and Zhu Gaosui kneeling in a row in front of him.

In the corner, Physician Wang knelt, clearly distraught, muttering repeatedly, "This is impossible, there's no such record in the medical books," "It doesn't make sense..."

Afterwards, a secret recipe circulated in the Imperial Medical Academy: if someone was suffering from a terminal illness and there was no cure, chanting an incantation might have a miraculous effect.

Seeing Zhu Di's gloomy face, tinged with anger, Zhu Gaochi exchanged a glance with Zhu Gaosui, and in unison, secretly pushed Zhu Gaoxu forward with his small hands, one on each side.

Zhu Gaoxu stumbled and turned around sharply to glare angrily at his elder brother and third brother.

"Hmm? Your Highness, there's no explanation?"

Zhu Di wore a half-smile, his eyes revealing unfathomable emotions.

"Father, I only used the method shown on the celestial screen; I really had no other choice! I'm impatient, and I was just worried about you."

Zhu Gaoxu muttered, "Besides, you just beat me up, you should be over it by now."

Zhu Di glared at him, put on his robe, and walked out of the hall. Zhu Gaochi and the others quickly got up from the ground and followed closely behind.

Zhu Di gazed at the sky, which had been silent for several days. Ever since the images of legendary physicians from past dynasties finished playing, the sky had remained still.

"How do you think future generations will judge me?"

Zhu Di's face was full of confusion. At this moment, he did not look like an emperor, nor a war god who had won countless battles on the battlefield, but more like an orphan who could not find his home.

"Will they say that Zhu Di was a thief, a thief whose name will never be forgotten?" Zhu Di felt a pang of sorrow.

He knew his own body well; he knew he wouldn't be going to see his father and older brother for long.

The Mongols haven't been completely wiped out yet, and various parts of the country are suffering from disasters. How can he go down to face his father and elder brother?

Zhu Di closed his eyes, his aged face etched with weariness and sorrow.

For decades, he has worked tirelessly day and night, never having a good night's sleep, all to safeguard the Ming Dynasty.

In the history books, and with the emperor, I could gain some favor.

When the curtain of heaven appears, my father will surely know about my Jingnan Rebellion. I wonder how he will react. It's just that I suffered in the past.

"Father, rest assured, future generations will surely give a fair evaluation," Zhu Gaochi stepped forward to comfort him. "Father, your campaigns against the Mongols in the north, the compilation of the Yongle Encyclopedia, and the tribute from all directions are no less impressive than those of Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin."

"That's right, Dad." Zhu Gaoxu walked forward casually. "What's there to be afraid of? Even if we meet Grandpa in the afterlife, we'll have something to say."

"How come Jianwen, that little bastard, is his grandson, but we're not? Are we just supposed to wait to die?"

"That's right, since our whole family is suffering the same fate, let's just get scolded together." Zhu Gaosui leaned in, looking completely unconcerned.

"That's right. Anyway, we're all family who started this rebellion together, so let's all take the blame together." Zhu Gaosui leaned in, looking completely unconcerned.

Under the setting sun, Zhu Di stood alone outside the palace, with his three sons behind him, their shadows overlapping, just like that afternoon when the four of them, father and sons, made their decision to quell the rebellion.

Who are some seemingly insignificant figures in history who had a significant impact on history?

People from all dynasties were filled with doubt.

What use are insignificant people? They can only farm the land, pay their taxes, and not rebel or cause trouble. How can they possibly influence the course of history?

Those who can rewrite history are ultimately kings, generals, noble families, and high-ranking officials; what does it have to do with the common people at the bottom?

Many people looked disdainful, thinking that the knowledge of later generations was nothing more than that.

Xia Wuqie, the royal physician of the King of Qin, was well-versed in medical books. When Jing Ke attempted to assassinate the King of Qin, Xia reminded the King to draw his sword and threw his medicine bag, hitting Jing Ke and buying time for the First Emperor.

A few lines of text floated across the sky.

That's absolutely right. If Xia Wuqie hadn't hit Jing Ke with the medicine pouch, preventing Ying Zheng from drawing his sword, and Jing Ke had actually succeeded, there would have been no future unification of the world.

[How to describe Jing Ke's assassination attempt on the King of Qin? Hiding the dagger in the map was indeed a good idea, since the dagger would be revealed when the map was unrolled. But who could have imagined that Qin Wuyang was just a figurehead and was scared out of his wits?]

[After this incident, Ying Zheng even said something like "He loves me without reservation," so sweet!!]

Trying to break free from all sorts of things will only harm you.

In the twentieth year of King Zheng of Qin,

Inside the main hall of the Qin King's Palace in Xianyang,

Ying Zheng looked at the Yan envoy Jing Ke and his attendant Qin Wuyang, a playful smile playing on his lips.

The eyes of the assembled officials in the hall were like torches, all fixed on the two of them.

"Jing Ke's assassination attempt on the King of Qin, right?"

Qin Wuyang was already terrified, and with the ministers watching closely and the sky revealing their entire plan, he felt as if ants were crawling all over him, his legs went weak, and he knelt down with a thud.

Jing Ke's face was filled with despair.

He was so close to getting close to the King of Qin under the pretext of showing the map, so why did Tianmu have to mention it at this crucial moment?

He made a snap decision, tearing open the map and drawing out the dagger from it, heading straight for Ying Zheng in the palace, ready to fight to the death.

Before he could reach Ying Zheng, he was swarmed by civil and military officials and pinned to the ground.

You pull my leg, I pull my hand; this time, we can't let Xia Wuqie take all the credit for saving the emperor.

Ying Zheng waved his hand, and the armored soldiers dragged Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang out of the hall. Jing Ke continued to curse, "Tyrant!" "That hateful Tianmu!" "That useless Qin Wuyang!"

Ying Zheng turned to look at Xia Wuqie beside him, a look of satisfaction on his face, "Wuqie is indeed loyal, reward him!!!"

[Ji Xin was an ordinary general in Liu Bang's army. During the Battle of Xingyang, he impersonated Liu Bang to draw away Xiang Yu's main force, allowing Liu Bang to escape successfully. Ji Xin was burned to death.]

Ji Xin is indeed a suitable match; after all, he is the City God.

If Ji Xin hadn't led Xiang Yu away, and Liu Bang had been killed in the Battle of Xingyang, Xiang Yu might have eventually gained control of the country, and China would have been fragmented again. It would have taken hundreds of years before another Qin Shi Huang emerged.

Ji Xin was loyal and righteous; he was spared by Liu Bang for stealing food, and he repaid him with his life.

[The Legend of Chu and Han, right? It left a deep impression, especially the line "Even when I'm starving, I'll still rob," that line won over Ji Xin.]

People of the Han Dynasty and later generations all nodded in agreement upon seeing what the heavens said.

Throughout Chinese history, those who are loyal and righteous and die for their principles have been revered. A temple was built in honor of Ji Xin during the Western Han Dynasty; he was posthumously honored as "Duke Zhongyou Anhan" during the Song Dynasty; "King Fude Xianzhong Kangji" during the Yuan Dynasty; and "Marquis Zhonglie" during the Ming Dynasty.

It has been praised by many literati and scholars throughout history, and its profound influence is beyond doubt.

[Zhang Gui (also known as Zhang Huan or Zhang Huan), a common soldier and a minor leader of ballistae in the Northern Song Dynasty]

Huh? What is this? How can an ordinary, rough-around-the-edges soldier make the list?

Scholars and learned men from before the Song Dynasty were indignant. The Heavenly Canopy had been around for so long, yet they had never appeared on it. How could a lowly commoner like themselves be worthy of being remembered by the world on the Heavenly Canopy?

The scions of powerful families, especially during the Eastern Jin Dynasty, were filled with righteous indignation, wishing they could rush into the sky, grab that person, and replace him.

[With no prior record, during the Battle of Chanyuan between the Song and Liao dynasties, upon seeing a dozen or so Liao cavalrymen in the distance, he was enraged and ordered his men to use ballistae to shoot and kill the dozen or so riders. Among them was Xiao Talin, the commander-in-chief of the Liao army.]

What is this? Everyone who saw it could not believe their eyes.

Are you kidding me?

In a major war between two countries, why are you, the commander-in-chief, wandering around instead of staying in the main camp?