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

If we were to describe Zhu Qizhen's feelings as if the sky had fallen.

So for the three generations of Zhu Di, Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji in Yongle Palace, what they felt was that after the sky collapsed, their chests were torn open and their hearts ripped out by the hunting dog they trusted most!

Yang Hong!

Zhu Di was very familiar with this name!

Those were his old subordinates who had followed him during the Jingnan Rebellion!

That was the border general he entrusted with important responsibilities during his five Northern Expeditions!

He personally promoted him from a lowly centurion to a general whom he regarded as an extension of his own arm!

He trusted him as much as he trusted his own sword!

But now, the descendants in the sky tell him that this very sharp knife, more than twenty years later, was held in someone else's hand and stabbed into his grandson's heart!

"puff--"

Zhu Di spat out another mouthful of blood. This time, it wasn't from anger or resentment, but from a deep, heart-wrenching pain caused by the most profound betrayal!

His body swayed violently, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the blood-red words on the sky, as if he wanted to crush those names with his gaze!

"Yang... Hong..."

He squeezed out those two words through gritted teeth, each syllable carrying an overwhelming, viscous stench of blood.

This is not a simple case of betrayal between ruler and subject.

This is the greatest irony and the greatest insult to Zhu Di's entire life in recognizing, employing, and governing people and the army!

He boasted of his great talent and ambition, claiming he could manipulate the heroes of the world at will.

Little did he know that the dog he had raised with his own hands would one day become the executioner who would kill his descendants!

"Father!"

Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji quickly supported the swaying Zhu Di, but their own faces were also deathly pale.

Zhu Gaochi's lips trembled as he recalled how, during his time as regent, Yang Hong had repeatedly submitted memorials to the emperor, his words earnest and his loyalty unwavering.

He once praised Yang Hong as "a pillar of the nation" in front of the entire court.

Looking back now, every word felt like a resounding slap across his face!

Zhu Zhanji, the future Xuande Emperor, had an extremely complex expression in his eyes.

He thought about it more deeply.

Why would Yang Hong, a military general, betray his cause? What reason did he have to betray him?

The Xuanda Border Army was the elite force of the Ming Dynasty, and the direct subordinate force cultivated by Yang Hong over many years.

What could have driven him to risk the lives of his entire tribe and commit such a regicide was certainly not the petty gains of the Oirat people.

The only possibility...

Zhu Zhanji's gaze suddenly turned icy cold. He slowly raised his head and looked towards the area outside Yongle Palace, in the direction of the cabinet, which symbolized the highest power of the civil service group.

The answer is self-evident!

It's them!

It must be them!

It is that group of civil officials who constantly preach "the way of the sages," advocate "rest and recuperation for the people" all day long, and regard military generals as enemies!

Over the course of twenty years, they corrupted, won over, and controlled Yang Hong, turning this Ming Dynasty border general into a weapon in their hands!

A butcher's knife, used to slaughter the emperor's confidants, sever the claws of imperial power, and ultimately realize their ambition of "sharing the world with the scholar-officials"!

Having figured all this out, Zhu Zhanji felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!

How could this be considered a court infighting?

This is clearly a war without gunfire!

A long and bloody war against the Zhu family's imperial power, which began when his grandfather Zhu Di moved the capital to Beijing!

"Well... well, what a 'pillar of the nation'!"

Zhu Di was so angry that he laughed. He pushed his son and grandson aside, staggered to his feet, and his hunched body exuded an indomitable aura of dominance!

"What a group of 'loyal ministers' who serve their country and people!"

His gaze swept over the silent civil officials in the hall, his eyes no longer filled with doubt, but with the pronouncement of a death sentence!

"Someone come here!"

Zhu Di's voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, causing the temperature in the entire hall to drop by more than ten degrees.

"Drag Yang Shiqi, Yang Rong, and Yang Pu out of the imperial prison!"

"Right outside the Fengtian Hall!"

"We want to personally watch them...being torn to pieces!"

……

Meanwhile, the live broadcast room in the modern timeline has been completely transformed into a sea of ​​anger!

The appearance of that blood letter was like pouring a ladle of cold water into a scalding hot oil pan, instantly igniting everyone's emotions!

"Holy crap!!! It really was the border troops! It was really one of our own!!"

"Yang Hong! I remember him! History books say he was a famous general, meritorious in defending the border! Bah! He's a traitor! A collaborator!!"

"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! These scholars would do such heinous things to seize power! Colluding with border generals to slaughter the emperor and loyal officials! How are they any different from Zhao Gao and Li Si?!"

"I finally understand why we suffered such a crushing defeat at Tumu Fortress! This wasn't a war, it was murder! It was a meticulously planned massacre of the Ming Dynasty's military elites!"

"My heart aches for Zhang Fu, the Duke of Ying! A veteran of four dynasties, loyal and brave throughout his life, he ultimately died at the hands of his own people! What a tragedy!"

"I completely believe what Brother Jun said now! History books are like little girls who can be dressed up however you like! These bastards did the dirtiest and most disgusting things, and they can still leave themselves with the good name of 'wise minister' and 'famous official' in history books, shifting all the blame to the emperor and eunuchs! I'm disgusted!"

[“@That history PhD, where are you? Get out here! You wanted evidence? Well, here’s the evidence right in your face! Tell me, how do you explain this blood-written letter?! How do you explain the remains of these six thousand loyal souls?!”]

anger!

Wrong!

Nausea!

Everyone watching the live stream felt like their values ​​were being crushed and repeatedly rubbed into the ground!

The history they once firmly believed in was shattered to pieces at this moment!

Those "famous ministers" who were enshrined on the altar revealed their most ferocious and ugly fangs!

And at that moment, above the sky...

Zhu Dijun slowly closed the blood-stained book. His face showed no anger, only a deep sorrow.

He looked at the camera, his voice low and solemn.

"Family members, do you understand now?"

"The Tumu Crisis was never a case of a foolish emperor leading a greedy eunuch to fight a ridiculous defeat."

"It was a premeditated political murder!"

"Its purpose, from the very beginning, was not to defeat the Oirat people."

"It was not so much to eliminate the last generation of military nobles, led by Duke Zhang Fu of Yingguo, who had followed Emperor Chengzu in his campaigns!"

"It is to completely sever the emperor's tentacles that extend into the army!"

"It's to completely turn that young emperor, who's trying to rule in his own right, into a puppet they can manipulate at will!"

Zhu Dijun's voice resounded throughout countless worlds and timelines; every word was like a thunderclap, exploding in the hearts of emperors throughout history.

"This vast net, which began to be woven during the Yongle era, was finally closed at Tumu Fortress in the fourteenth year of the Zhengtong era."

"They succeeded."

"They sacrificed the lives of countless loyal souls and the dignity of an emperor to secure for their civil service group... a supreme glory that would completely supersede imperial power for nearly two centuries to come!"