Sky Curtain: The opening scene explains the four major cases of the Ming Dynasty plus the early Ming

Under the vast sky, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were filled with tears. His cry of "Well done!" pierced through time and space, carrying the boundless joy of a founding father.

Li Shimin, Liu Che, Ying Zheng... one after another, the iron-fisted emperors of China looked at their descendants who spontaneously gathered online to fight for the dignity of their ancestors, and their eyes revealed a complex yet approving light.

They may not understand what "keyboard" or "trending topics" are.

But they understood that indomitable fighting spirit!

They understand the spirit of "Those who offend my ancestors, though far away, shall be punished!"

The bloodline has never been severed!

The spirit still burns!

In the modern era, this storm ignited by Zhu Dijun has swept across the entire internet and is beginning to spread into the real world.

In both Guazhou and Kunming, the phone lines of relevant departments were practically overwhelmed with calls.

Countless media reporters, like sharks smelling blood, swarmed to the center of the incident.

Those two statues, which had stood for many years, became the focus of national attention at this moment, and also a volcano that made some people uneasy.

In the live stream, the crowd was in a frenzy, with countless people still shouting that they wanted to bring the mastermind behind the scenes to their knees.

Just then, Zhu Dijun's figure became clear again.

He raised his hand and pressed down gently.

Surprisingly, with this simple action, the volcanic eruption of comments in the live stream visibly subsided.

All eyes were on his slightly pale, yet incredibly determined face.

"Fellow family members, fellow countrymen."

His voice was steady and powerful, dispelling the frenzy in the air.

"The experiences of Emperor Wu of Han and Emperor Yongli are enough to make any Chinese descendant with a sense of righteous indignation stand up for themselves."

"Anger is our strength, but reason is our weapon."

"We must not let anger cloud our judgment, let ourselves be led by the nose by those unseen enemies, and forget in our rage who our real enemies are and what their real purpose is."

His words were like a clear spring, calming down many hot-blooded young people.

Yes, the enemy went to great lengths to set up these vicious formations, perhaps not only to humiliate them, but also to incite internal chaos and conflict.

"Jun-ge is right! We can't panic!"

"Calm down! The angrier you are, the calmer you need to be! Use your energy wisely!"

"So what should we do now? Just wait for the official outcome?"

Seeing the change in the comments, Judy Jun smiled slightly.

Children can be taught.

"Removing the statues is only the first step in our counterattack; it's about pulling out the nails the enemy has driven into us."

He changed the subject, his eyes sharpening.

But that's far from enough.

"Next, I will be going to work in the capital."

"And the work I do... well, it's pretty much the same as before."

Zhu Dijun paused deliberately, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"Let's dig up the grave."

Digging up graves?!

These two words are like throwing a piece of ice into a calm pan of oil!

The entire live stream room exploded instantly!

After a brief moment of astonishment came an overwhelming surge of excitement!

"Holy crap?! Digging up graves? Whose grave is Brother Jun going to dig up?!"

"In the capital... whose grave could possibly warrant Brother Jun personally taking action?!"

"I get it! I completely get it! They used feng shui formations to disgust us, so Brother Jun will repay them with a Luoyang shovel!"

"The Qing Dynasty's First Baturu—Sun Dianying—is going to inherit his mantle and become the new 'Qing Dynasty's First Baturu'?!"

"Hahahaha! Support! Bloody support! We must dig up all the graves of those Tungusic boars!"

"An eye for an eye! That's fucking satisfying!"

Under the sky.

The time and space of each dynasty instantly fell into a completely different atmosphere.

Inside the Daming Hall, Zhu Yuanzhang and his son Zhu Di exchanged a glance, both seeing undisguised admiration and delight in each other's eyes.

"Digging up graves?" Zhu Di sneered. "This kid is to our liking!"

"Dig up their damn graves!" Zhu Yuanzhang was even more direct, slamming his hand on the dragon throne. "We should have dug up the ancestral graves of the Northern Yuan back then!"

The Great Tang Dynasty, Taiji Palace.

Li Shimin stroked his chin, watching this scene with great interest.

"Interesting. People of later generations certainly have a unique way of seeking revenge."

On the other side...

In the timeline of the mites, from Emperor Kangxi to Emperor Puyi, the faces of all the emperors turned green in an instant!

Emperor Qianlong and that old witch Empress Dowager Cixi were especially furious, trembling with rage!

Qingju Sect?

Is the first Baturu (a brand of mite-killing products)?

Sun Dianying?!

These unfamiliar words, when put together, gave them a sense of malice that came from later generations, a malice that penetrated to the bone!

They didn't know who Sun Dianying was, but they understood!

This young man named Zhu Dijun, a descendant of the Ming Dynasty, is going to dig up the ancestral graves of the Aisin Gioro family!

Deceiving too much!

This is absolutely outrageous!

"The Qing emperor... Sun Dianying?"

Inside the Forbidden City, Emperor Qianlong practically spat out these words through gritted teeth.

His face had turned from ashen to purplish-red, and his self-proclaimed "wise" eyes were now filled with terror and rage.

Beside him, Heshen and other ministers remained silent, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Above the sky, Zhu Dijun seemed to have heard his question, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"It seems that many friends, including those from Mite Clear, are unfamiliar with this name."

"It's okay, I'll give you a free science lesson today."

The scene changes.

A photo of a man dressed in the attire of a warlord from the Republican era, with a rugged face and eyes that exude the air of a ruthless bandit, has appeared.

"Sun Dianying, nicknamed the 'Great Thief of the Eastern Tombs,' but we prefer to call him—"

"The number one mite-killer, the master of mite eradication!"

Zhu Dijun's voice suddenly rose, carrying a mocking respect.

"Baturu means 'warrior' in Manchu."

"And this brave man, Mr. Sun, did his greatest achievement in 1928, the seventeenth year of the Republic of China, a great deed that benefited the country and its people!"

The scene changes again!

It was a magnificent royal mausoleum, but now it was in complete disarray!

A massive tomb robber's tunnel, a stone door blasted open, bricks and stones scattered all over the ground...

"He dug up your Qing dynasty's ancestral home within the Great Wall—the Eastern Qing Tombs!"

Zhu Dijun's voice was like a thunderclap, exploding loudly in the space-time of Manqing!

"First, he dug up your Yuling Mausoleum, the so-called 'Perfect Emperor' Qianlong's tomb!"

"Then, they conveniently destroyed the Dingdong Mausoleum of that old witch who controlled the Qing Dynasty for half a century, Empress Dowager Cixi!"

boom!!!

Qian Xiaosi felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, a rush of blood to his head, and he swayed, almost falling off the dragon throne!

"My Yuling Mausoleum...has been dug up?!"

He screamed in a shrill voice, completely losing all semblance of imperial demeanor!

That's his mausoleum! His eternal resting place, prepared for him! Countless treasures he amassed are buried within!

More importantly, that is his peaceful place after death!

It's unbelievable... it got poached?!