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

[Modern Live Streaming Room]

When Zhu Dijun's figure disappeared into the darkness of the imperial prison, leaving only the desperate screams of Yu Qian and the others.

The entire sky, whether ancient or modern, was plunged into an eerie stillness.

Immediately, the live stream chat exploded like a volcanic eruption!

"Holy shit!! Holy shit holy shit holy shit!!! This is truly killing someone's spirit!!"

"‘In a family, the most important thing is that everyone is in their proper place’... Brother Jun, I would call you a master of PUA! This psychological blow is ten thousand times more cruel than being slowly sliced ​​to death!"

"Awesome! So awesome it's giving me goosebumps! Seeing Yu Qian and the others so devastated, I fucking had an orgasm on the spot! These bastards, they were the ones in history who wouldn't give a penny when Emperor Chongzhen needed money, but turned around and gave tens of millions of taels of silver to Li Zicheng and the Manchus! They deserve to die! Their whole families deserve to die!"

"That's right! Those useless fools of the Southern Ming Dynasty are descendants of this group! They'd rather give to friendly nations than to their own slaves! They'd rather surrender to the Manchus and become traitors than spend a single penny to save the country! Zhu Dijun's move is simply a precise revenge that transcends time!"

"Cry! Everyone, cry! Weren't you just calling Brother Jun a tyrant? Why aren't you cursing him now? To deal with these scumbags who are incompetent on the inside but tolerant on the outside, we need to use methods that are even more brutal and unreasonable than theirs!"

"I declare that from today onwards, I am a die-hard fan of Brother Jun! This is the kind of person who does great things! What are morality, what is reputation and face? In the face of the survival of the nation, they are all bullshit! Just do it!"

The modern audience's revelry has transformed into a devastating attack on the ancient world.

The gentry class throughout history, on the other hand, seemed to be collectively choked, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

The sky has truly fallen.

……

Eastern Jin Dynasty, Wuyi Lane.

Wang Dao's residence.

The proclamation, which I had just finished writing and was ready to issue to the world, denouncing the atrocities of the "traitor Zhu" in later generations, was still on the table, the ink not yet dry.

Wang Dao and Xie An stared blankly at the sky, their limbs icy cold.

"He...he divided up Jiangnan?"

Director Wang's voice trembled like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

"He not only divided the spoils, but he also made those hungry wolves in the north sign a pledge of allegiance."

Xie An's face was paler than paper.

"This means there is no room for maneuver. The civil and military officials in the north will fight to the death to protect this windfall."

Director Wang slumped into a chair, muttering to himself, "A madman... he's a madman who doesn't follow any rules..."

He suddenly realized an even more terrifying problem.

This tyrant Zhu Qiyu used the bloodiest methods to sever the unity within the gentry class!

He sent the gentry of the north to devour the gentry of the south!

This kind of open scheme of "using scholars to control scholars" is simply a deadly and extremely vicious move!

Looking at the eloquent manifesto on the table, Director Wang felt nothing but utter irony.

Their prized writing skills proved as fragile as a joke in the face of the other side's gleaming butcher's knife and the spoils-sharing ceremony.

"Anshi..."

Director Wang's voice carried a hint of despair.

"What... should we do?"

Xie An remained silent for a long time before slowly saying:

"Starting today, I will offer a 30% discount to my colleagues in the north. I will also reduce the rent for my tenants by 30%."

"What?! Concessions, not just for colleagues, but also for those from humble backgrounds?"

Director Wang jumped up in surprise.

"We have no other choice."

A deep weariness and fear flashed in Xie An's eyes.

"We must reassure those around us, whether they are our colleagues in the north or the 'peasants' under our feet, and we cannot let them become...hungry wolves eyeing our flesh and blood."

……

The Great Tang Dynasty, Taiji Palace.

Li Shimin gazed at the sky, speechless for a long time.

Changsun Wuji, who was standing beside him, had beads of cold sweat on his forehead.

"Your Majesty, this Zhu Qiyu... practices tyranny, not the way of a king, and I fear he cannot last long."

Changsun Wuji said cautiously.

"overbearing?"

Li Shimin suddenly smiled, but the smile was somewhat cold.

"Fuji, what do you think would happen if I were to order the distribution of the family fortunes of the seven prominent families and five powerful clans of Shandong to the meritorious officials and military garrisons in Guanzhong?"

Changsun Wuji's body suddenly stiffened, and he couldn't utter a single word.

What will he do?

His Changsun family is the core of the Guanlong Group! Those soldiers are his family's personal troops!

They will be... ecstatic!

Without hesitation, they would brandish their butcher knives and charge at the Shandong aristocratic families who usually looked down on them as "warriors"!

Li Shimin saw through his thoughts and sighed.

"This young man has taught me, and all the emperors under heaven, a lesson."

"It's better to guide than to block."

"When a conflict becomes irreconcilable, create a new, bigger conflict to divert attention from it, or even... resolve it."

A dangerous glint flashed in Li Shimin's eyes.

He seemed to see a completely new path, full of bloodshed and thorns, but leading to true centralized power.

……

Southern Song Dynasty, Chuigong Hall in Lin'an.

Zhao Gou and Qin Hui, ruler and minister respectively, looked at the pack of hungry wolves from the north in the sky, ready to carve up the south of the Yangtze River, their expressions differing.

Today, the same trend applies: the south is heavier than the north.

The finances and taxes of Jiangnan were the lifeblood of the entire imperial court.

The soldiers in the north, who fought against the Jurchens year after year, were treated far worse than the civil officials in the south.

This...this is practically a carbon copy of the Song Dynasty!

"The...the Emperor..."

Qin Hui's voice was somewhat dry.

"This is a path to chaos, and our Great Song Dynasty must never follow suit!"

Zhao Gou chuckled, his face beaming with joy. He never expected that becoming a puppet ruler would bring him such happiness.

"What does this have to do with me? I am not your puppet. Why are you asking me?"

Previously, Zhao Gou did not know how Kaifeng was captured. Now, after being a puppet of his ministers for many years, he already knows what happened. Just as Tianmu said, it was an internal traitor colluding with foreign enemies!

He had foolishly fallen for the trap, mistakenly trusting others and becoming a puppet. Zhu Qiyu's move on the sky today made him extremely happy.

Qin Hui stared intently at this puppet. "They're really giving me face, aren't they? It's just a concession, isn't it?"

I...I...

Qin Hui was speechless for a long time, then simply bid farewell and left in a disheveled state. [Note 1]

At this moment, from the Eastern Jin Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty, the gentry class of all time and space felt a fear that came from the depths of their souls.

They made the same choice without prior arrangement.

Concessions, compromises, and appeasement.

For the first time, they discovered how terrifying the emperor who rode on their heads and the peasants who trampled under their feet truly were.

The demon king named "Zhu Qiyu" changed their millennia-old, lofty rules of survival with just one live broadcast from the sky.

They no longer dared to act recklessly.

----split line----

Note 1: Originally, it was thought that Zhao Gou, Qin Hui, and the Jiangyou clique were in cahoots, unwilling to save their northern compatriots, and allowing the so-called Jin army to wreak havoc on the Central Plains and kill Yue Fei. But now that he has opened his spiritual vision, he knows that the so-called Jin army is the Langya Wang clan, the Ji surname Wang clan. I recommend reading the novel "[The Beginning Exposes the Achievements of Ancient Emperors, Stunning the Emperors]", which clearly explains the birth of the Langya Wang clan and the later collusion between Ji Zhou and the Quanrong of the grasslands.

Yue Fei was a confidant of Zhao Gou, and there are even letters between Yue Fei and Zhao Gou preserved in the Taiwan Museum as evidence. History is too painful to look at closely; it is truly full of cannibalism. It is even more cruel and disgusting than the latest TV series "Peaceful Years"!