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

Inside the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Jianshen's eyes were closed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

He seemed to see a glimmer of light in that endless darkness.

Perhaps, he still has a chance.

Perhaps, he didn't have to walk that path, destined to make enemies of everyone, until he was completely exhausted.

However, the next words spoken by the anchor Zhu Dijun on the sky completely shattered his last shred of hope.

Judy cleared her throat, took a sip of water, and then, under everyone's watchful eyes, switched to a brand new PowerPoint presentation.

"Family members, let's continue talking about the Western Depot."

"As we just mentioned, the Western Depot was established for revenge and to regain military power."

"But there is another reason, one that is more direct and more bloody."

His fingers tapped heavily on the screen.

A portrait of a baby appears.

[Zhu Youyuan, the fourth son of Emperor Xianzong of Ming!]

"In the twelfth year of the Chenghua reign, which is 1476 AD, Zhu Jianshen's fourth son was born."

What does the birth of this child mean?

"This means that Zhu Jianshen finally has a choice!"

"He no longer has to be forced to accept the 'perfect tool' that Crown Prince Zhu Youcheng was created by Empress Dowager Zhou, Empress Wang, and the civil service!"

"He can depose Zhu Youcheng and install a new crown prince!"

"A successor who is completely under his own control!"

Zhu Dijun's voice carried a hint of a sigh.

"A newborn prince should be the hope of the empire and the continuation of imperial power."

"But at that moment, the child's cries became his father's..."

"A death warrant!"

boom!

Everyone's brain felt as if it had been hit hard by a sledgehammer!

They understood instantly!

When Zhu Jianshen had a second option, what was the simplest and most direct way to break the deadlock for those schemers who had placed all their bets on Zhu Youcheng?

Kill Zhu Jianshen!

As soon as the emperor dies, the six-year-old crown prince Zhu Youcheng will immediately ascend the throne!

And the newborn baby will no longer be a threat!

"That's right! Family members, you figured it out!"

Zhu Dijun's voice became icy and chilling.

"Only seven days after the birth of the new prince, Zhu Youyuan!"

"A palace assassination attempt, which the History of Ming Dynasty tried to cover up but was only briefly mentioned in another history book, has erupted!"

"The infamous case of the 'Demon Li Zilong'!"

Above the sky, rubbings of historical materials began to switch rapidly!

"Family members, look carefully! We're not looking at the 'History of Ming' that's been edited by Mite-Cleansing; that's just toilet paper used to fool idiots!"

"What we want to see is something closer to the original record, the *Guo Que*!"

Zhu Dijun exaggerated the records in the Guo Que to the extreme!

[The ninth day of the seventh month of the twelfth year of the Chenghua reign.]

[When the Emperor ascended the Fengtian Gate, the guards made a commotion. The Emperor rose to his feet, and Huai'en pressed the Emperor's hand, which calmed the commotion.]

These mere twenty-odd words record a thrilling assassination attempt!

"Translated, it means!"

"On the ninth day of the seventh month of the twelfth year of the Chenghua reign, Emperor Zhu Jianshen was holding the morning court session at Fengtian Gate when a large-scale riot and mutiny suddenly broke out among the palace guards around him!"

"Zhu Jianshen was so frightened that he wanted to stand up and run away on the spot, but Huai'en, the eunuch he trusted most, pressed him firmly back onto the dragon throne!"

"The riot was quickly quelled."

"and then?"

Zhu Dijun spread his hands, his face full of sarcasm.

"It's gone!"

"The record in *Guo Que* ends here! How was the riot quelled? Who were the assassins? Who was the mastermind behind it? None of that is known!"

"And the records in the 'Veritable Records of the Ming Dynasty' are utterly ridiculous! Can you guess what they say?"

"It says that on that night, a 'Night Parade of One Hundred Demons' took place in the palace!"

puff!

In the [Modern Live Stream], countless viewers burst out laughing!

"A parade of a hundred demons?! Holy crap, I thought I was reading 'Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio'!"

["Hahaha! These civil officials are really something! They can't even make up a story! An assassination attempt against the emperor has been turned into a ghost story by them!"]

"This precisely demonstrates their extreme guilt! They dare not write it down, nor dare they fabricate it; they can only resort to such absurd claims to cover it up!"

"I understand! Why didn't Huai'en let the emperor escape? Because the dragon throne is the last line of defense! Once the emperor leaves the throne and joins the chaos of the army, he will truly be doomed! Huai'en is saving the emperor!"

The audience's mockery, in the ancient era, transformed into a palpable killing intent emanating from the emperors!

Qin Dynasty.

"A Night Parade of One Hundred Demons?"

Ying Zheng smiled, and that smile made the temperature in the entire Xianyang Palace drop suddenly.

"Li Si, tell me, who compiled this history book?"

"What should be the punishment?"

"According to the law, he should be executed!"

Han Dynasty.

Liu Che remained expressionless, only turning his gaze to Wei Qing beside him.

"Go check."

"Any historian, along with their three clans, whoever has private dealings with court officials..."

"Execute them all!"

Tang Dynasty.

Li Shimin's face was blacker than the bottom of a pot!

He remembered Xuanwu Gate!

That time, he killed someone else!

Now, the heavens are telling him that the civil officials of later generations have dared to unite and assassinate the emperor!

This is the most blatant provocation against the entire imperial power!

The Hongwu Era.

Zhu Yuanzhang and his son Zhu Di exchanged a glance.

They were not angry, they did not roar.

In their eyes, there was only deathly silence.

That was the most terrifying calm before the storm.

"So, family members, the truth is already quite clear."

Above the sky, Zhu Dijun's voice was like a final verdict.

"This is a coup d'état, orchestrated by Empress Dowager Zhou and Empress Wang in the inner palace, and planned by the civil official group in the imperial court, with the intention of assassinating Emperor Zhu Jianshen in front of all civil and military officials during the morning court session at Fengtian Gate!"

"If successful, Zhu Jianshen will be killed on the spot!"

"They could immediately enthrone the six-year-old Crown Prince Zhu Youcheng!"

"Then, they'll arbitrarily pin the blame for the assassination on some eunuch or military officer!"

"In this way, they can not only eliminate their biggest threat, but also take the opportunity to purge all of the emperor's trusted confidants!"

"A perfect script!"

Zhu Dijun paused, his voice filled with lingering fear.

"Does this script look familiar?"

"That's right!"

"This is a repeat of how the Three Yangs colluded with the wicked Empress Sun Ruowei to sideline your son Zhu Qizhen!"

"However, this time, they're playing even more ruthlessly!"

"They're too lazy to even act anymore!"

"What they want is the emperor's life!"

The Chenghua Era.

Inside the Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Jianshen slowly reached out and stroked the cold armrests of the dragon throne.

He remembered that morning court session.

I recalled the ferocious faces of the guards who suddenly drew their swords.

I recalled the sounds of fighting and screams that echoed in my ears.

He remembered the hand that Huai En had placed on his shoulder, trembling violently with fear and force.

original……

It turns out that it wasn't an accident.

It turns out, his mother, his wife, his subjects...

They really wanted him dead.

An indescribable sense of sorrow and rage surged wildly from his chest!

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted from Zhu Jianshen's mouth, staining the imperial desk in front of him red!

"His Majesty!"

Wan Zhen'er let out a piercing scream and tightly hugged his swaying body!

Zhu Jianshen, however, seemed to feel nothing.

He simply raised his head and stared intently at the sky through the dome of the main hall.

In those bloodshot eyes, there was all the tenderness, all the hesitation, all the kindness...

At this moment, everything fades away!

Only...

Endless, cold, threatening to drag the whole world into hell...

Killing intent!