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

Western Han Dynasty

Liu Bang was overjoyed and pulled Xiao He and others to dance the local dance of Pei County again.

"The heavens say that the Han Dynasty will eventually perish, and you're still so happy?" Lü Zhi looked at Liu Bang with utter disdain.

"So what if it's gone?" Liu Bang said nonchalantly, picking up a cup of wine and downing it in one gulp. "Unlike Qin Shi Huang, who expected his dynasty to last for a thousand generations and set aside some promise of a second or third generation."

"In this era, there are no dynasties that last forever."

"And did you see that?" Liu Bang exclaimed, gesturing wildly, "after that, the term 'Han people' became the unified name for all generations. Just for that alone, your life has been worthwhile."

"Don't be so happy. The sky says you don't have long to live. Look at your beard and hair, they're all white."

Empress Lü poured cold water on the situation without any mercy, a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes.

She and Liu Bang had gone through many hardships together, from the small county of Pei to the capital of Chang'an. They were not ordinary young ladies from royal or noble families who were ignorant of the ways of the world.

Empress Lü's political acumen was among the best in Chinese history.

Sima Qian's Records of the Grand Historian includes two individuals who were not emperors but were listed in the annals, a section reserved for emperors: Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King, and Empress Lü Zhi, the Empress.

Especially considering that Empress Lü was a woman, her inclusion in the imperial records as a woman further highlights her political acumen.

Historically, after Liu Bang's death, although most of the local lords had been eliminated, the social situation and the pressure in the court were far beyond what a tender and innocent young man like Liu Ying could withstand.

Although she later seized power and the Lü clan caused chaos in the government, it cannot be denied that Lü Zhi, as the first empress in history after Liu Bang's death, truly stabilized the political situation.

"So what if you die? Everyone dies eventually. Even the First Emperor, who sought immortality, died in the end." Liu Bang scoffed.

"So, among the emperors of later generations, where do you think you rank?" Liu Bang asked Zhang Liang, his face full of curiosity.

Every dynasty has its share of intelligent people. With the release of several videos on Tianmu, along with the accompanying bullet comments, some astute individuals have already discerned that what Tianmu is showcasing is how later generations evaluate history, just as they view the previous dynasty.

Zhang Liang laughed and said, "Based on the evaluations of later generations shown on the sky, it is clear that our Han Dynasty still holds considerable weight in the hearts of later generations. As the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty, Your Majesty's evaluation is naturally not low."

"Moreover, whenever the Han Dynasty was in turmoil, descendants of the Liu family would step forward to revive the Han Dynasty. The Eastern Han Dynasty established by Liu Xiu, as mentioned in the Heavenly Curtain, proves that the Han Dynasty was destined by Heaven."

"What destiny? If it's time to die, then so be it. Were Chen Sheng and Wu Guang rebels from the very beginning?"

Liu Bang smiled dismissively. "Heaven's mandate? Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?"

Three Kingdoms period

Chengdu, the Prime Minister's Residence

"Did the Northern Expedition ultimately fail?" Zhuge Liang sat at his desk, which was piled high with bamboo slips.

"I have failed the late emperor's trust and have not been able to restore the Han dynasty." Zhuge Liang's aged face was full of weariness, and he seemed to hear Liu Shan's voice in his ears.

"Father!"

"Your Majesty, what brings you here?" Zhuge Liang hurriedly rose to greet him, but perhaps due to exhaustion, his legs suddenly gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

"Prime Minister!" Liu Shan took three steps in two, his usually "broad-minded" body bursting with astonishing energy, and hurriedly helped Zhuge Liang up before he fell.

"Prime Minister, you've been working late again. Didn't I tell you not to overwork yourself?" Liu Shan's round face was full of worry.

"Since Tianmu has already said that the Han Dynasty has failed to be restored, Prime Minister, please don't work so hard anymore. Chan'er just wants you to stay with me."

Zhuge Liang raised his hand slightly, his lips parted slightly, but he still couldn't say anything.

Before his death, the late emperor entrusted me with all the affairs of state and the nation. How could I not devote my life to restoring the Han dynasty? But Your Majesty…

Looking at Liu Shan's worried face, Zhuge Liang felt a warmth in his heart, even though his words had been somewhat weak.

Enough, Your Majesty is of pure and kind nature, there is no need for Your Majesty to worry about these things.

So what if the Han dynasty could not be restored? That was the past. The disappointment in Zhuge Liang's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by determination.

Although I had expected it, I was still filled with anticipation. Now that I know the final result, the sky might reveal some information.

Even if the final outcome remains unchanged, I will fight with all my might to defy fate and revive the Han Dynasty.

To do what is impossible, and to rise to the challenge despite knowing it is difficult, is the very essence of our nation.

No matter how many times, this land will always have people who rise to the challenge and do things they know are impossible.

Shen Chuan also felt a pang of regret. The romance of Shu Han, the vision of reviving the Han dynasty three times, the prime minister's five northern expeditions and six expeditions to Qishan, and finally the failure at Wuzhangyuan, it was truly a pity.

Huh? This video?

Who were some of the most skilled physicians in history, saving countless lives?

A miracle doctor? A doctor is nothing but a sorcerer. Why don't they use that time to talk about the poems and songs we write?

Some literary figures and scholars looked at this title with disdain.

In ancient times, although disease and mortality rates were not low, rulers and officials were indifferent to the attitude of doctors and the development of medical skills.

Aside from the Song Dynasty and some founding emperors who established pharmacies and compiled prescriptions, most ruling classes adopted a policy of summoning and dismissing officials at will.

The same applies to ordinary people; anyone who can read and write will flock to become an official, while studying medicine is ultimately considered a minor path.

[First, Zhang Zhongjing, the Sage of Medicine, in his "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases," clearly defined the Six Channels Differentiation, and countless people survived the rampant plagues at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty thanks to his prescriptions.]

"It's Prefect Zhang. Prefect Zhang is hailed as the Sage of Medicine by the Heavenly Curtain."

"Prefect Zhang deserves this title. As a prefect, he also provides free medical treatment to us common people. He deserves the title of 'saint'," said an elderly man from Changsha, leaning on his cane, his voice trembling.

[Second: Sun Simiao, the "King of Medicine," authored "Prescriptions Worth a Thousand Pieces of Gold," summarizing remedies from previous generations and folk medicine. He traveled extensively throughout the country providing free medical services and was the founder of traditional Chinese medicine gynecology and pediatrics. His "Great Physician's Sincerity" was the first to put forward requirements for medical ethics.]

During the Zhenguan era,

When the courtiers saw Sun Simiao appear, they cheered. Sun Simiao had saved the lives of many of them, including Empress Zhangsun.

Previously, the heavens had been telling stories about the Han Dynasty, and the ministers were already indignant. They thought, "Our Tang Dynasty is no worse than the Han Dynasty, so why don't you talk about our Tang Dynasty?"

"Mr. Sun, the screen says you're a miracle doctor."

In a remote mountain village, under a big tree at the village entrance, a group of elderly people and children surrounded a man dressed as a doctor, their faces beaming with undisguised joy.

"Can I also ascend to the heavens and be remembered by future generations?" Sun Simiao seemed somewhat doubtful, but after a moment he came to his senses. Instead of wasting time on such calculations, he decided to treat more patients.

Sun Simiao greeted the elderly and children in the village, then took their pulses and continued his free medical consultation.

[Thirdly, Li Shizhen, the Sage of Medicine, whose "Compendium of Materia Medica" has been unparalleled since its publication. It is hailed as the greatest encyclopedia of Eastern medicine and the greatest medical work in ancient China. The prescriptions recorded in it corrected many errors of his predecessors and healed countless people.]

During the Jiajing era of the Ming Dynasty,

In the Wanshou Palace of the Western Garden, Zhu Houcong looked at Li Shizhen, the imperial physician from the Imperial Medical Academy, kneeling on the ground below.

"You said you want to resign?" Zhu Houcong raised an eyebrow, incredulous. "But has someone made things difficult for you?"

Having said that, he glanced sideways at Huang Jin, who was standing beside him, and continued, "You've ascended to the Heavenly Curtain, and your name will be remembered for posterity. What are you worried about?"

As soon as Li Shizhen's name appeared on the sky, Zhu Houcong ordered his men to bring him to the Western Garden.

Although he practiced Taoism, it was just a facade for outsiders. He would never let go of a divine physician like Li Shizhen, who is remembered by later generations.

"Your Majesty," Li Shizhen said, bowing his head again, his forehead touching the ground, his voice pleading, "my medical skills are still not proficient. The 'Compendium of Materia Medica' mentioned by the Emperor is something I have not written."

"I humbly request Your Majesty's permission to travel and practice medicine, both to improve my medical skills and to write the Compendium of Materia Medica."

Zhu Houcong pondered for a moment. Li Shizhen at this time was far from reaching the level recorded by later generations. If he were to keep him confined in the Western Garden and delay the compilation of the "Compendium of Materia Medica", wouldn't that be a disservice to future generations?

"Alright, Huang Jin, arrange for someone to escort Li Shizhen out of the capital. The money needed for the journey will be provided by the imperial treasury."

"Finish this book as soon as possible, and then give me a copy."

Zhu Houcong waved his Taoist robe, his figure resembling a crane, and quietly departed.